I dreamed about this portable buffet table. It looked like a huge grill. Kind of like the one I seen in Sports Autthority, the sporting goods store camping section. It was oval and shiny red, small hibatchi kine style. Well this portable was huge compared to the grill. It was big shiny red. It had collapsable legs for both the top & bottom. It opened up like a suitcase. It was shiny metal, one side was for hot food and the other side was for cold food. So you could dump ice anden put da bowls in and the hot side was like a buffet with different size pans and hot water to keep food hot. Folded up you couldn’t fit this in a car but you could put it in back of a pickup cause it was like the size of a picnic table. I woke up wondering what was so portable about it if you couldn’t put it in your car?
End of dream.

So I dream in color. What does that mean? I see colors in my dream.*L* I was thinking maybe it makes me smarter or dumber or something or other. Other, huh? I’m wondering if I’m dreaming of inventions. Like I’m suppose to invent it. Nah. I’m thinking there already is one, but maybe not shiny red. I’m good at brainstorming and ideas but the follow up part is a tad bit lacking. hehehehe

I’m always thinking of designs but I can’t draw to save my life. Its like abstract ideas floating around in my brains and I don’t know how to express it. I’m thinking I should start sewing. Again. I always go on these binges of sewing alot then not sewing at all. I sewed one blouse least year because I needed something aloha print.

When my older sister was here visiting she told my daughter that in high school I was a good designer. I had forgotten about all the crazy stuff I use to sew and wear. It was my way of being different. I remember one year for the first day back to school, I made a black shirt with white collar & cuffs, black skirt and black bag. This was way before the Goth look. My Mahdah asked me, you going school or funeral? It was the death of summer. LOL I use to do some wierd things with material. And wen I couldn’t find material I cut up a sheet. Dang I had dirty lickings for dat. Totally my fault I didn’t get rid of the evidence, I didn’t take out da rubbish. I can laugh about it now. I wasn’t laughing wen I got lickings. *L* Wow I totlally dirgress…..

BUFFET’s hello?
My all time favorite buffet is Todai’s. Maybe because I’m not around good seafood and sushi. Its one or the other rarely both and expensive of course. So why not throw down the $26 at Todai’s. If its your birthday, its free. Going to Todai’s is educational for me cause I learn all the names of stuff I never knew the name of. I always forget what their called, I know what it looks like and I know I likem’.

You know locals bond ova food. We might hate each ada sometimes but wen come time for grind, its all about da ono.*L*


3 Responses to “Buffet Dream”

  1. Lynn Vasquez says:

    Dreaming in COLOR? Only special people do that! You are one of the few. I am too. Others who do not…laugh because they can’t. We are the chosen few. We see and hear things that other’s can not. You dream things that have yet to be explained. I see Angels. Each of us have special gifts but all of us dream in Color. That is the connection. Someday, you’ll understand.

    Lynn

  2. Dennis says:

    Hello Lika,

    I read your blog along with Lynn’s everyday but I have never commented to any of your posts. Today I went to a funeral for a Marcus Colburn and there was this female that looked exactly like your photo. I had to stop and really look at her because to me she can pass as a twin or at least your sister. So do you have a sister that looks a lot like you?

    By the way you and Lynn are very honest and interesting people. Thanks for sharing. Oh yeah, I dream in color too, long time, but never thought it was different.

    Aloha,
    Dennis

  3. Linda says:

    Yell, RACHEAL! If she looks at you den datz my kid sista. My #2 gets mistaken for me but she’s in OKC and she’s lighter. prettier, has nicer hair and is smarter/Ms PhD candidate.
    Mahalo for your kind words.

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