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May 30, 2007
Gold Star Chili Sex
One of my buddies has read that title and has likely had a "Good for you, Del" thought as I used to make jokes about Gold Star Chili Sex every once in a while.
Primarily due to this:

Or at least the thoughts conjured up by that.
I can't imagine a chili joint signing people up for a honest-to-god three-way, although I can think of several Costanzaesque-ways in which chili might be worked into bedroom activities. Sour creme alone is reason enough to keep a mini fridge as a nightstand in the bedroom.
You know, this reminds me of an add I saw in the Columbus Dispatch a couple of years ago. One of the furniture stores was selling a three-way bed and I remember thinking how swell it was that a furniture maker was out there addressing the needs of the sexually liberated, the kinky and the Mormons.
None of this has anything to do with where I thought this post would go when I woke up this morning. And, of course, waking up should be a big tip off to you.
Last night, at some point between 4 a.m. and 7 a.m., I had a dream … well, you can imagine.
Featured in the dream was a short dark-haired girl from college and her roommate. The roommate is a woman I just made up. However, the dark-haired girl is a woman I actually knew, that I've dreamed about before (apparently May 17 of last year), and who wasn't particularly fond of me. I don't think she hated me or anything, I just think she thought I was a big goofball … and really, she was dead-on there. And she was a little, how can I explain it, a little uptight in that she didn't care to hang around goofy guys (although, she was around often enough). Her sister was the opposite of uptight and I'd really like to figure out how to work her into a dream or two.
Anyway.
The dream was pretty vivid.
In a rare move for me, I won't go into details.
Posted by delmer at May 30, 2007 7:50 AM
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