Images of My Brother

Last night I had a crazy dream. I don’t recall all the details, but I do remember being very disturbed by something -- My brother was a totally different guy. I remember screaming, “He doesn’t even look the same!” But I don’t know what I meant because my bother looked the same; it's just that he had a totally different personality. Scary.

So the dream was a little traumatic and could perhaps be meaningful. But who cares about that?

I just don't understand why I thought he looked so different. Some possible explanations:

Maybe my brother looked like Screech from Saved by the Bell. If you ask me, even Screech shouldn’t look like Screech! But his name is an onomatopoeia, so that is pretty cool!



Or maybe I was thinking he looked like Benson from the 1980s. Since we’re not black, this is a bit of a stretch (note, not a Screech).




Or was it Wilford Brimley I envisioned? He is a pretty scary dude – always telling me how to eat my oatmeal and something about having the sugar diabe-tus. Poor guy. I’m glad my brother doesn’t look like that dude!




Perhaps it was Janet Reno. Enough said.




Or maybe it was this: a pierogi with a debatable image of Jesus on it. Maybe that is why I was so upset about my brother. Hmm…