Dada wa Tsurai 9 (dreams)

Dada wa Tsurai! Vol. 9 pg. 100

Aah~ I'm sleepy...everyone, how have you been?

From the day I first came to this earth, from the time I drank my first health drink, something strange has happened. Up till now I'd be like "Ngya~! Morning~!" and go back to sleep. I was living a vampire life of deepest darkness. But that was then, and now I go to sleep at 12, wake up at 5, lead a healthy life pattern (is that the "health" part of the drink, I wonder?). It may seem like seeing the bewitching shadow of a beautiful night butterfly, but that doesn't mean you can say I'm living the free life of a pasturing chicken or anything. I hostess at the club and I'm always tired, so tired...ah~life is cruel. Kalm told me I sound like an old man...eh~well anyway, this time I made the theme "sleep" and Kai, my old time friend and vocalist for Art Marju Duchain, and I tired out sleeping in all sorts of places. Ah~yoi tenki*

*Section 2*

Just when I was drifting off to sleep I noticed a peculiar thing; it seems every night I have nothing but weird dreams. For example....

Case #1: My bicycle cover blew off my bike and began floating down the freeway. I was chasing after it when suddenly it blew up into the sky with a whoosh, and there in its place was Sakai Masaaki, hovering deep in meditation with a bunch of yam leaves clutched in his hand. And he said "Kisama, you have seen my show for next year" and glared at me with those beady eyes -- _ -- (heehee, that was my beady eye-face. sorry)

Case #2: I was in a traditional style Japanese room when a Kyoto beauty appeared in front of me. Although I hadn't asked her anything, she replied, "My hobby is tea ceremony." When she said that I thought, "I wonder if this's suppose to be a suprise marraige arrangement meeting?" and immediately replied "So you mean you like licking the tea bowl?" Just as I did the tatami mats around me opened up and I fell down into the pitch darkness (maybe it was a river of curry). It was painful, so painful. And then I woke up...

..I'm telling you this cause I'd like you to try interpreting my dreams. It'll be an inspiration, and I'll announce in the next issue if anyone gets it right. I await your replies! But that's not all; I'd like to hear your dreams too (especially the silly ones)...huh? You want to know what I'll do with your letters? I'll say, "hahaha! You're dumb," and laugh at you. Lots.

...no, I lie. I'll put them by my bedside, and maybe I'll see your dreams ♥ ZZZ...

*Is that from Sazaesan, I wonder?

Heehee. That vampire thing was funny ^^ I'm gonna go ahead and interpret Dada's dream, the 2nd one. The first one, well, I dunno. I mean,, I think I do, but whatever. This note's long enough.

The traditional Japanese room stands for both expectations of conformity to tradition, and comfort and stability. The Kyoto beauty is also a symbol of expectations (traditionally, in marriage meetings the groom to be will ask the lady what her hobby is. She is suppose to reply that it's flower arraingement, tea cerimony, piano, or something else somewhat dignified. Sorry to all reading this, but that means "drag queens" just isn't acceptable ^^). He doesn't like this, and replies with something silly and arguably perverted. In doing so he is either 1) rejecting society's expectations, or 2) rejecting the prospect of some change in his life.. Anyhow, so then the curry is um...well, I guess being consumed, in a sense. Like, it's the womb of doom...HAHAHAHA! That sounds stupid! ^___^ The floor opening up is also him going deeper into his self-conscious. I think of "Taboo" by Beat Takeshi. So, like, put simply, he's gay.

Dude, now what about MY dream? Here it is...

There were 5 different colored dolls, and when you paired two of them together they would carry on a conversation. But each time you did, they would get more and more creepy and dimented looking. It didn't help that they were lollipops, cause then people licked them and they got even stranger. Anyway, they became very popular. Eventually a cult developed around them where people would sacrifice themselves by ripping out their throats with cattle prods. Except one lady didn't have one, so she used...this thing. I have no clue what it was; it still was kinda gross. I saw it on the news (in my dream, of course)

I think I know what it means. But I'm curious if anyone else has ideas...pretty, pretty please email me or sign the guest book. ONEGAI SHIMASU !

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~Translation by Faith, 2003~

Dada wa Tsurai! Vol. 9	pg. 100
Aah~ I'm sleepy...everyone, how have you been? From the day I first came to this earth, from the time I drank my first health drink, something strange has happened. Up till now I'd be like "Ngya~! Morning~!" and go back to sleep. I was living a *vampire life of deepest darkness. But that was then, and now I go to sleep at 12, wake up at 5, lead a healthy life pattern (is that the "health" part of the drink, I wonder?). It may seem like seeing the bewitching shadow of a beautiful night butterfly, but that doesn't mean you can say I'm living the free life of a pasturing chicken or anything. I hostess at the club and I'm always tired, so tired...ah~life is cruel. Kalm told me I sound like an old man...eh~well anyway, this time I made the theme "sleep" and Kai, my old time friend and vocalist for Art Marju Duchain, and I tired out sleeping in all sorts of places. Ah~yoi tenki Section 2 Just when I was drifting off to sleep I noticed a peculiar thing; it seems every night I have nothing but weird dreams. For example.... Case #1: My bicycle cover blew off my bike and began floating down the freeway. I was chasing after it when suddenly it blew up into the sky with a whoosh, and there in its place was Sakai Masaaki, hovering deep in meditation with a bunch of yam leaves clutched in his hand. And he said "Kisama, you have seen my show for next year" and glared at me with those beady eyes -- _ -- (heehee, that was my beady eye-face. sorry) Case #2: I was in a traditional style Japanese room when a Kyoto beauty appeared in front of me. Although I hadn't asked her anything, she replied, "My hobby is tea ceremony." When she said that I thought, "I wonder if this's suppose to be a suprise marraige arrangement meeting?" and immediately replied "So you mean you like licking the tea bowl?" Just as I did the tatami mats around me opened up and I fell down into the pitch darkness (maybe it was a river of curry). It was painful, so painful. And then I woke up... ..I'm telling you this cause I'd like you to try interpreting my dreams. It'll be an inspiration, and I'll announce in the next issue if anyone gets it right. I await your replies! But that's not all; I'd like to hear your dreams too (especially the silly ones)...huh? You want to know what I'll do with your letters? I'll say, "hahaha! You're dumb," and laugh at you. Lots. ...no, I lie. I'll put them by my bedside, and maybe I'll see your dreams ♥ ZZZ... Is that from Sazaesan, I wonder? Heehee. That vampire thing was funny ^^ I'm gonna go ahead and interpret Dada's dream, the 2nd one. The first one, well, I dunno. I mean,, I think I do, but whatever. This note's long enough. The traditional Japanese room stands for both expectations of conformity to tradition, and comfort and stability. The Kyoto beauty is also a symbol of expectations (traditionally, in marriage meetings the groom to be will ask the lady what her hobby is. She is suppose to reply that it's flower arraingement, tea cerimony, piano, or something else somewhat dignified. Sorry to all reading this, but that means "drag queens" just isn't acceptable ^^). He doesn't like this, and replies with something silly and arguably perverted. In doing so he is either 1) rejecting society's expectations, or 2) rejecting the prospect of some change in his life.. Anyhow, so then the curry is um...well, I guess being consumed, in a sense. Like, it's the womb of doom...HAHAHAHA! That sounds stupid! ^___^ The floor opening up is also him going deeper into his self-conscious. I think of "Taboo" by Beat Takeshi. So, like, put simply, he's gay. Dude, now what about MY dream? Here it is...* There were 5 different colored dolls, and when you paired two of them together they would carry on a conversation. But each time you did, they would get more and more creepy and dimented looking. It didn't help that they were lollipops, cause then people licked them and they got even stranger. Anyway, they became very popular. Eventually a cult developed around them where people would sacrifice themselves by ripping out their throats with cattle prods. Except one lady didn't have one, so she used...this thing. I have no clue what it was; it still was kinda gross. I saw it on the news (in my dream, of course) I think I know what it means. But I'm curious if anyone else has ideas...pretty, pretty please email me or sign the guest book. ONEGAI SHIMASU !
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~Translation by Faith, 2003~