The Bunny Bacchus (mr_wombat) wrote,
The Bunny Bacchus
mr_wombat

Even my superpowers are tedious

For several months I wasn't able to remember any of my dreams, even at the moment I woke up and it was starting to get to me. My dreams are rarely all that coherent but I used to enjoy seeing what my brain made of whichever film I had watched that night (the one about Flash Gordon was particularly crazed, but that's another story). So I decided to try and remember them, every night I told myself to remember whatever I dreamed and after a while it started working.

That sounds all well and good, but at some point over the last few months, my dreams seem to have shifted from wacky fun to inane, vaguely prophetic nonsense. This morning I woke up with the sure and certain knowledge that the IDA (industrial development association or something) were a bunch of useless morons more interested in throwing huge wads of cash at scammers with flashy business plans than they were in encouraging genuine entrepeneurs. Sure enough, the papers this morning (those that weren't more concerned with claims that Shane McGowan had offered money for sex to the guy who beat the crap out of him in a nightclub toilet) had front page stories about how the IDA is paying millions of euro every single year (for a few years to come) to pay rent on industrial parks that are sitting idle and empty because the native industry they expected never popped up. Still, I guess that's what happens when you define IRISH development as "pay a bunch of american companies a load of cash to come here and take advantage of our generous tax cuts".

*sigh*

Tonight I will dream the winning lottery numbers for saturday's draw.
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