What ARE the chills???

MAN I love the chills I get from listening (REALLY listening) to certain songs.  This morning I had chills the Whole.Entire.Song.  What song?   Nutshell by Alice In Chains.  I may have mentioned this song a time or two...  it's one of my favorites.  But.. for whatever reason, it Really does something to me.  To my.. folicles...   What ARE the chills???  What is actually happening?  Like.. for real for real?  Can anyone explain the chills to me when you're listening to a song you're REALLY digging??  ......very interesting stuff.

Also listened to Babe I'm Gonna Leave you [by Zep] and.. I had ear buds in and... I heard an amazing thing.. something Eye find amazing... You can actually hear Plant's lips open.. then hear him take a breath... before delivering the line.  That's f*cking AWESOME!!  =))  haha..  that kinda stuff really excites me.  Just like how you can hear Bonzo's bass pedal squeek in Since I've Been Loving You.   You know, I know that Zeppelin ripped off a LOT of old blues songs.  A LOT.  But you know what, I don't really give a shit.  Everyone knows it.. They know it..  and they still did a Fabulous job making it their own. Who can disagree with me??  Hm??  No one.  That's what I thought.  HAHA.

Saw an accident on my way in this morning.  Someone in an SUV (it's always an SUV isn't it?) managed to SLAM into a telephone poll, coming from a very small parking lot.. Not the road.  ???  It had JUST happened and the pole was very much tilted...  could have fallen onto the road at any moment.. and I drove Under it!  Made for an exciting trek in.. 

Big Ben, Lavender Bellies and the Pink Commode.

I reeeeeaallly do not understand jogging outside in 90 degrees w/ high humidity.  I mean, yeah, I totally get wanting/needing to exercise and staying on the right track w/out slipping, regardless of the harsh weather The Mother throws at us but. um...  If you're that dedicated as a runner.. I would think you would own a treadmill.  Or a gym membership.  Please, stay indoors.  I hear heat stroke is NOT FUN. 

Frank Zappa.  Haha..   Wow.  "Moving to Montana soon.  Gonna be a dental floss tycoon."  Yeah, I know drugs are bad but, they sure make for some splendidly delightful lyrics.

My super crazy dreams are coming back..  and I'm pretty excited about that.  I'm not sure, but I would think most people would prefer what I refer to as "normal" dreams.  A normal dream would be:  You in a classroom, looking for your history assignment and that guy Kenny you always thought was ugly was standing behind you with your assignment and you suddenly fall in love and get married on a horse ranch in Minnesota.  (are there horse ranches in Minnesota??)   THAT is a normal dream.  What's an Abnormal dream?  Haha...  are you sure you want to hear this? Cause...  I don't think you do.   I asked for it..  for my crazy dreams to come back... I was getting bored..  but this is even making ME quiver.

First, the not so crazy part.  Was in a house, in a bathroom with 6 toilets.  They were pink, and they were not lined up in a row (of course they weren't).  There was one in this corner, two in that corner, two smack dab next to each other in the middle of the room - conjoined twin toilets - and one more in another random spot.  This is gross, but I usually dream of dirty toilets.  But this time.. they were All Clean!  This makes me happy, because I believe it to be a sign of some soul cleansing.  And.. there's NOTHING better than some soul cleansing.

Next, we have me, 4 girlfriends of mine and... Ben Roethlisberger sitting at the bar in someone's house.  Same house as the 6 pink toilets???   Hmm.. perhaps.  (to match the 6 superbowl wins?  Haha.. perhaps)  So we were all just sitting there BS'ing and his new wife Ashley called.  He acted as if he was Not in fact hanging out with 5 other lovely ladies.  I heard her voice on the other end and.. she acted differently than I thought she would.  She was just checking in and then was like Allright Later!  haha..  Now, he and I were .. digging each other.  This is strange because I am in no way attracted to Mr. Roethlisberger.  But..  in dreamland.. apparently I am. 

So, now we get to the goods.  I go outside.  I look up.  [Please note that I have had Many dreams about very strange shit in the sky.  Things that you would never ever see in 'reality'.]  I see this group of things flying in a V formation.. very similar to geese.  But this was a solid triangle vs. a hollow V.  3 different things made up the Triangle.  Two of them I remember, the third never made it to my memory banks.  First were these huge feathers.  The second thing was several fat ladies, naked.  The ladies were lavender.  The feathers were a Rust color..  and there was a third color that went along with the third "item" that I don't remember.  So...  YEAH.  Haha.  Weird ass lavender and rust colored formation... flying by.  I go back in.. I come out again and they are landing.  And .. they SEE ME!!  And... they are coming towards me and... it's NOT good ladies and gentlemen.  I am very afraid.  So I go back in.  

The end.

If you think there is something wrong with me, I wouldn't disagree with you.  All I know is.. I'm glad they're back, even tho they freak me the Eff out.  Last night's dreams were very bad ones.  Very ugly, very negative and very twisted - not in a good way.  I'm glad I only remember hazy tidbits of them.  It's odd cause, last night I had a blast.  And it was an evening filled with positive energy, love and Zero drama.  ...  makes you wonder.