{"id":5035,"date":"2012-04-04T08:51:06","date_gmt":"2012-04-04T13:51:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/?p=5035"},"modified":"2012-04-04T08:51:06","modified_gmt":"2012-04-04T13:51:06","slug":"maybe-its-the-blueberries","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/?p=5035","title":{"rendered":"Maybe it&#8217;s the blueberries"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>that are ramping up the dreams. <\/p>\n<p>I heard the ice creamman down the street, though I didn&#8217;t recognize the tune. I walked out to the mailbox with a fiver in my hand to get a tasty treat as the music stopped and began to recycle.<\/p>\n<p>it was &#8220;Crazy train&#8221; being played on bells. Some of them were tiny like Jingle bells and others as big as a basketball. I could see that inside the van was a mechanism like a player piano playing the music. It was this arrangement, which I love.<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/sMrAbPSUhA4\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>The driver came into the back- it was a UPS van modified for the purpose, and you could still see the brown through some of the peeling paint. He asked me what I liked and I told him &#8220;Blueberries and cream&#8221;. He handed me a bar that was awesome; Later, as I woke I could still taste it on my tongue. I commented on the unusual music and his smile disapeared. &#8216;it&#8217;s the only roll I have. I&#8217;m trying to find someone who will make me something different&#8221; Apparently nearly a year of listening to the carillion version of Crazy Train had had it&#8217;s deleterious effects, and his wife was making him sleep in the shed with the tractor, as he was prone to waking up screaming the song at all hours. <\/p>\n<p>I bid him adieu, and finished my ice cream. And then one of my co-workers stopped in front of the house. That&#8217;s it, I thought, I am NOT dreaming about work, no fucking way. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>that are ramping up the dreams. I heard the ice creamman down the street, though I didn&#8217;t recognize the tune. I walked out to the mailbox with a fiver in my hand to get a tasty treat as the music stopped and began to recycle. it was &#8220;Crazy train&#8221; being played on bells. Some of [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5035","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5035"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5035"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5035\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5035"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5035"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5035"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}