In the dream Eric had been angry that I spent so much money getting us digital cable. I hadn't really, but in the dream I had. He was angry because this dream world digital cable didn't really give you a bunch of channels, but rather made it possible for you to order extra shows and things from pay per view. Now this is sort of correct, because with the digital cable came thirty-three pay per view channels. At any time, at any moment, on any day for the next year I can watch Saving Private Ryan. Anyway, in the dream, Eric just got really pissed about it. He and Chuy had been sitting around drinking and Cathy and I were trying to figure out some Scrabble game or something and Eric just picked up the remote control and started pressing all of these buttons.
"I'm just going to order me a shitload of shows. That's what this thing is for, right?"
And I'm going, "NO! We pay like four dollars extra a show! Don't just order without looking?"
"I don't care. It's my cable, and I'm gonna watch me some cable."
And he started just pushing all of the pay per view buttons and he was ordering show after show after show-- shows that were going on at five in the morning... shows that he's never seen... shows you can get without pay per view.
"You just ordered three hours of 'Sanford and Son!' Who's gonna watch three hours of 'Sanford and Son!'"
Cathy jumped in. "Eric, I think you're spending, like, two hundred dollars, there."
"No," Chuy said, "More like two-fifty. Money, you might want to cancel some of that."
"We're watching my cable, dammit. This is what we spent all that money to get, right? We might as well take advantage of it!"
And then he made us sit down and watch a movie.
Have you ever had a dream where you are watching a movie? There's really nothing more boring. I even remember parts of the movie, because in the dream Eric had turned it on in the middle, and since we were spending four bucks on it I was trying to understand what was going on.
I woke up soon after, feeling like I had spent all night watching movies and telling Eric I wasn't going to pay for his little outburst.
And I was brushing my teeth telling myself, "That didn't happen. It didn't happen. Stop worrying about the cable bill."
But I'm so tired that as I sit here every once in a while my brain goes, "How are we going to pay for that cable bill? Well, I'm not paying for it. Let Eric pay for it. He wanted to watch the four hour 'Mama's Family' marathon."
