Won't you join me, Mistress MJ? Clicking biggifies me!
In the dream, we were cuddling and (gasp!) … nekkid!
Nothing sexual was going on, thankfully. After all, he is a big poof. Or as Piggy and Tazzy so neatly summed it up …
“Ever heard the phrase 'Friend of Dorothy'? Well, meet Dorothy. As queer as they come. A fully qualified, professional, mincing machine.”
Anyway, I’m just glad that IVD wasn’t making his wretched gurning face as pictured here …
THAT would have been a NIGHTMARE!
This isn’t the first dream I’ve had about IVD.
And come to think of it, I’ve had numerous dreams about various Infomaniac bitches.
Fellow Canadian Donn, for example …
I recall a few cuddling dreams about Donn though the details are sketchy.
However, I remember one dream where each time I clicked on Donn’s blog I heard the theme tune from the Dick Van Dyke Show.
I’ve also dreamed a few times about Tazzy and Piggy but thankfully I’ve forgotten the content. And frankly, I don’t want to know.
And then there’s Ayem8y and Jason. I’ve dreamed about the two of them (together) three times!
Ayem8y responded to my dream by saying, “I assume that I was curling your lashes while Jason painted your toenails.”
Makes perfect sense to me.
And now over to you, bitches.
Have you had dreams about fellow bloggers?
Tell us about it!
1st!
ReplyDeleteNo. Will absinthe help?
ReplyDeleteStrangely, I HAVE had dreams of fellow bloggers, but I dare'nt speak of them for fear of creating a rip in the space/time continuum.
ReplyDeleteI hardly ever remember my dreams. When I do they are bizarre. I was hiding from the russkies at the Kennedy compound. I had a secret microchip under a fake nail. In full drag I made Teddy dance with me at the Kennedy compound cotillion by teasing him about the microchip, while russkies patrolled overhead in helicopters. I woke up laughing.
ReplyDeleteI'll try and dream about OZ tonite, but don't let his husband know. I'll go and eat something australian I guess.
ReplyDeleteFunny, I've had a nightmare about toenails and woken up smelling like Jameson more than once myself.
ReplyDeletekabuki - im flattered..........
ReplyDeleteI only dream of nice cute things.
ReplyDeleteSo that excludes any of you lot.
Dreamtime remains pure and untainted bliss.
And why have I never photoshopped any interesting characters into that hot-tub pic to join IDV?
ReplyDelete*does it now*
4 years of blogging has resulted in no blogging dreams. I suggest you lay off the cheese, or at least tell your conquests to wash before you go down on them.
ReplyDeleteI dreamt about Mr XL once.... I was telling him to mind the gap... it was all a bit odd...
ReplyDeleteSx
I'm sorry to disappoint, but my dream-time has been taken up too much with Robert Downey Jr to have time for any one else.
ReplyDeleteI haven't featured? Gutted. Absolutely and utterly devastated.
ReplyDeleteBut Mistress Infomaniac, you are a dream!
ReplyDeleteKapitano has been licking the cat's arse again, methinks.
ReplyDeleteXL: No. Will absinthe help?
ReplyDeleteAt the very least you’ll see green faeries.
KEVIN: Strangely, I HAVE had dreams of fellow bloggers, but I dare'nt speak of them for fear of creating a rip in the space/time continuum.
Not to mention a hole in the ozone layer.
KABUKI: I hardly ever remember my dreams. When I do they are bizarre. I was hiding from the russkies at the Kennedy compound. I had a secret microchip under a fake nail. In full drag I made Teddy dance with me at the Kennedy compound cotillion by teasing him about the microchip, while russkies patrolled overhead in helicopters. I woke up laughing.
A close call, miss kabuki.
This could have been another Chappaquiddick.
KABUKI: I'll try and dream about OZ tonite, but don't let his husband know. I'll go and eat something australian I guess.
Vegemite?
JASON: Funny, I've had a nightmare about toenails and woken up smelling like Jameson more than once myself.
Next time I’d like you paint my nails with Opi’s ‘I’m Not Really a Waitress’ shade.
But this time I’d like you to do it sober.
DAMIEN: kabuki - im flattered..........
I’m sure he says it to ALL the girls.
PIGGY: I only dream of nice cute things.
So that excludes any of you lot.
Dreamtime remains pure and untainted bliss.
And why have I never photoshopped any interesting characters into that hot-tub pic to join IDV?
*does it now*
Bitch.
How did that photo get so big?
ISTVANSKI: 4 years of blogging has resulted in no blogging dreams. I suggest you lay off the cheese, or at least tell your conquests to wash before you go down on them.
Thankfully I’ve installed those new soap dispensers right on time.
SCARLET: I dreamt about Mr XL once.... I was telling him to mind the gap... it was all a bit odd...
You are only concerned for his safety, I’m sure.
Did he?
Mind the gap, that is.
ROSES: I'm sorry to disappoint, but my dream-time has been taken up too much with Robert Downey Jr to have time for any one else.
Is it possible to dream when one is passed out on the floor from the booze?
ELLIE: I haven't featured? Gutted. Absolutely and utterly devastated.
Send me your credit card details and we’ll see if you can make a cameo appearance.
KAPI: But Mistress Infomaniac, you are a dream!
Your cheque is in the mail.
PIGGY: Kapitano has been licking the cat's arse again, methinks.
We’re certain he hasn’t licked anything pussy-related.
Pheeew I've dodged a bullit there.
ReplyDeleteYet, we are connected MJ. I too have had a dream about IDV. It was maybe a little less virtuous than yours though.
I don't have dreams, only nightmares, the kind that make you wake up screaming at night. E.g. Seventies fashions, people wearing crocs, 'Baths of Wine and Roses' joining Alcoholics Anonymous, that sort of thing.
ReplyDeleteAnd stop going on about people you dream about MJ, I know you're only trying to make me jealous.
CYBERPOOF: Pheeew I've dodged a bullit there.
ReplyDeleteYet, we are connected MJ. I too have had a dream about IDV. It was maybe a little less virtuous than yours though.
Details!
MOB: I don't have dreams, only nightmares, the kind that make you wake up screaming at night. E.g. Seventies fashions, people wearing crocs, 'Baths of Wine and Roses' joining Alcoholics Anonymous, that sort of thing.
And stop going on about people you dream about MJ, I know you're only trying to make me jealous.
If I dream of you wearing Crocs tonight, you’ll be sent to the oubliette.
No, I'm sure SP wouldn't appreciate it
ReplyDeletehad a nightmare where a huge booming voice asked me, "are you a swig dwarf?" whilst it chased me through a huge library-type room that was in a 18th century french castle.
ReplyDeletethat demon had to be one of your readers.
It's official, if you can't find Mr Right then settle for Mr Good Enough I Suppose He'll Do. At least it means I'm in with a chance.
ReplyDeleteMr Right or Mr Good Enough?
(Will the link work this time? The blogging world waits with baited breath)
Yes. It's a reoccurring dream. I drop by TJB's place and he's not there, so I help myself to ALL of the clothes in his closet!
ReplyDeleteOK, I shall try this one instead and see if Blogger accepts it. If not then there is something going on here and I am clearly in one of my nightmares again so none of this is really happening.
ReplyDeleteTry Again
And now I am off to bed, perchance to dream. Or nightmare. Or wake up from this one.
CYBERPOOF: No, I'm sure SP wouldn't appreciate it
ReplyDeleteSP doesn’t actually read IVD’s blog, does he?
He’s too busy watching game shows.
NORMADESMOND: had a nightmare where a huge booming voice asked me, "are you a swig dwarf?" whilst it chased me through a huge library-type room that was in a 18th century french castle.
that demon had to be one of your readers.
That was most DEFINITELY an Infomaniac reader, lustfully pursuing you.
Though truthfully, it could have been any ONE of them!
Oh, and by the way …
ARE you a swig dwarf?
MOB: It's official, if you can't find Mr Right then settle for Mr Good Enough I Suppose He'll Do. At least it means I'm in with a chance.
Mr Right or Mr Good Enough?
(Will the link work this time? The blogging world waits with baited breath)
The link doesn’t work and your breath is appalling.
FELIX: Yes. It's a reoccurring dream. I drop by TJB's place and he's not there, so I help myself to ALL of the clothes in his closet!
Right. Well as miss kabuki said, you have a “15year-old boy-body” so I suppose you can fit into TJB’s clothes.
I just want to see you come out of his closet!
MOB: OK, I shall try this one instead and see if Blogger accepts it. If not then there is something going on here and I am clearly in one of my nightmares again so none of this is really happening.
Try Again
And now I am off to bed, perchance to dream. Or nightmare. Or wake up from this one.
Still doesn’t work.
You must have landed in Kevin’s ripped space/time continuum.
Then maybe to protect IDVs modesty
ReplyDeleteBugger and bollox, I'm sick of it. Every time I leave an html link now they foul up. Despite the fact I write them out perfectly.
ReplyDeleteI give up.
This time I really am going.
CYBERPOOF: Then maybe to protect IDVs modesty
ReplyDeleteIs that word in his vocabulary?
MOB: Bugger and bollox, I'm sick of it. Every time I leave an html link now they foul up. Despite the fact I write them out perfectly.
I give up.
This time I really am going.
Well, Mistress MJ is going too.
To work, that is.
We’ll expect your dream report in the morning.
MAGO: If you’re reading this, I forgot to mention my dream about your hand!
I hope so
ReplyDelete* blushes furiously *
ReplyDeleteWere we standing up cuddling or laying down cuddling? Not that it really makes any difference...
I think the only blogger I've dreamt about is Tim. And not in *that* way, unfortunately. In the dream he was walking towards me wearing one of those checked shirts he favours with the sleeves rolled up. His arms were really tanned and muscular - far more so than normal, and he had a stern scowl on his face.
Against my better judgement, one of the SubCs woke me up at that point, so I have no idea what was going to happen next.
Nope...I can't recall ever dreaming about any bloggers. Last night, I dreamed that I was at the Vancouver Olympics, and the winners of the figure skating competitions were determined in cage match fights!
ReplyDeleteI dreamed Old K gave me his cap and the world erupted into rainbows and unicorns.
ReplyDelete**sigh**
CYBERPOOF: I hope so
ReplyDeleteWe can only hope.
IVD: * blushes furiously *
Were we standing up cuddling or laying down cuddling? Not that it really makes any
difference...
I think the only blogger I've dreamt about is Tim. And not in *that* way, unfortunately. In the dream he was walking towards me wearing one of those checked shirts he favours with the sleeves rolled up. His arms were really tanned and muscular - far more so than normal, and he had a stern scowl on his face.
Against my better judgement, one of the SubCs woke me up at that point, so I have no idea what was going to happen next.
We were laying down. Not that it really makes any difference.
Nekkid cuddling is nekkid cuddling no matter the position.
Strangely, I don’t feel tainted.
EROS: Nope...I can't recall ever dreaming about any bloggers. Last night, I dreamed that I was at the Vancouver Olympics, and the winners of the figure skating competitions were determined in cage match fights!
This blog is an Olympics-free zone.
BOXER: I dreamed Old K gave me his cap and the world erupted into rainbows and unicorns.
**sigh**
Not going to happen.
What kind of alternate reality are you living in?
"This blog is an Olympics-free zone"
ReplyDeleteMistress, I was hoping that the Infomaniac Hockey Team would compete for this trophy!
XL: Thanks. I'm saving that pic.
ReplyDeleteAnd please...no more talk of the "O" word.
Would you describe it as satisfying?
ReplyDeleteMAGO: I gave it a 'round of applause.
ReplyDeleteOr as they also say...
I gave it "a hand".
I once dream' that I could perform Links!
ReplyDeleteOh i guess it wasnt a dream....
No Bloggers appeared though
PRINCESS: I once dream' that I could perform Links!
ReplyDeleteOh i guess it wasnt a dream....
No Bloggers appeared though
You should sign up for Eroswings easy “Links” tutorial.
Ask him about it!
Darling Mistress,
ReplyDeleteI awoke from that awful nightmare again where I was curling your lashes and Jason was polishing your nails. Only to find that I was safely ensconced in Jason’s arms in his boudoir. Only to awake in a truck stop in Wichita getting butterfly kisses from a polar bear and having my toes sucked by a troll.
Please send bus fare...
AYEM8Y: Darling Mistress,
ReplyDeleteI awoke from that awful nightmare again where I was curling your lashes and Jason was polishing your nails. Only to find that I was safely ensconced in Jason’s arms in his boudoir. Only to awake in a truck stop in Wichita getting butterfly kisses from a polar bear and having my toes sucked by a troll.
Please send bus fare...
You’re going to have to WORK your way back home.
Oh look, someone’s just pulled into the truck stop.
How fortuitous.