{"id":14515,"date":"2014-03-04T21:35:22","date_gmt":"2014-03-05T02:35:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=14515"},"modified":"2014-03-04T21:39:11","modified_gmt":"2014-03-05T02:39:11","slug":"a-dream-with-ghosts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=14515","title":{"rendered":"Dreaming of ghosts"},"content":{"rendered":"

Back in 2010 I wrote a post here about donuts<\/a>. Specifically about a question I once asked my dad when I was around six years old: “When we eat donuts, what happens to the holes?”<\/p>\n

My father’s wonderful answer: “The ghosts eat them.”<\/p>\n

My father is no longer with us, and this is but one of many happy memories I have of his delightful way of seeing the world. This particular memory came back to me the other night because of a dream.<\/p>\n

I don’t know about you, but I often have the experience of hearing a really funny joke in my dreams. Sometimes I remember thinking that I can’t wait until I wake up, so I can repeat this delightful joke for all my friends.<\/p>\n

You can probably guess what happens next. On those occasions when I wake up actually remembering the joke, I invariably discover, to my disappointment, that it wasn’t at all funny.<\/p>\n

Well, the other night I had a dream in which I heard a joke which seemed really hilarious at the time. I remember thinking that it was too bad this joke would no longer be funny after I awoke.<\/p>\n

Then I woke up, and remembered the joke. And it was still funny! At least to me.<\/p>\n

Here’s the joke:<\/p>\n

\n“How can you tell if a ghost has been raiding your kitchen?”<\/p>\n

“Because there are no holes in the donuts.”\n<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Every time I think about this joke I crack up.<\/p>\n

Which may be just the six year old in me finding a way to hang out with my dad one more time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Back in 2010 I wrote a post here about donuts. Specifically about a question I once asked my dad when I was around six years old: “When we eat donuts, what happens to the holes?” My father’s wonderful answer: “The ghosts eat them.” My father is no longer with us, and this is but one … Continue reading “Dreaming of ghosts”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14515"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=14515"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14515\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14523,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14515\/revisions\/14523"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=14515"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=14515"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=14515"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}