{"id":17664,"date":"2009-11-19T09:16:33","date_gmt":"2009-11-19T14:16:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/?p=17664"},"modified":"2015-01-09T17:32:26","modified_gmt":"2015-01-09T22:32:26","slug":"in-which-peggy-olson-wears-a-see-through-blouse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/2009\/11\/19\/in-which-peggy-olson-wears-a-see-through-blouse\/","title":{"rendered":"In which Peggy Olson wears a see-through blouse"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I dreamt that I was talking on the phone with Stephen Segal, who in the dream had nothing to do with <i>Weird Tales<\/i>, but was now in charge of editing and publishing <i>Locus<\/i>. I was explaining the details of the current  Harlequin Horizons vanity publishing fiasco, and he told me that he wanted me to write an article about it for him&#8212;and he wanted me to write it the same way the late Charles Brown would have. But that wasn&#8217;t the oddest thing about the dream. No, what was oddest was that I was wearing a bracelet made of Spanish olives. Not wax ones. <i>Real<\/i> ones. A ring of small pimento-stuffed olives was looped around my right wrist.  I can understand why I might have been dreaming about Stephen&#8212;he&#8217;d sent me an e-mail a couple of days ago inviting me to a steampunk event in Frederick, MD. But where did the olives come from?<\/p>\n<p>Then I had a dream in which Irene and I were moving from our current house and I was doing the final packing of last-minute forgotten items before I&#8217;d pile the boxes in the car and drive off.  I was wrapping up things like extension cords and putting them in boxes by the back door. Only I had no idea where we were moving <i>to<\/i>. And, hard as it is to believe, I had no emotions one way or another about the move. I woke up, turned over, and went back to sleep, and then there we  were outside of our new home, some urban apartment building.  I had no idea in what city  it was located, I just picked up a broom and started sweeping up all the broken glass from the street out front so we could begin moving in. I woke, still sweeping.<\/p>\n<p>And then I also had a dream in which I was in a meeting with the cast of <i>Mad Men<\/i>, plotting an ad campaign.  As we discussed a commercial, I wasn&#8217;t any of the characters, I was actually me, as if I&#8217;d happened to get a job there. Everyone seemed to be getting along, which was strange, if you&#8217;ve seen the show. Don Draper was actually smiling! The other strange thing? Peggy Olson was wearing a see-through blouse. Don was bemused about it, but no one told her to change.  There wasn&#8217;t anything sexual about it.  It was more of an &#8220;I am woman, hear me roar&#8221; &#8217;60s moment, with Peggy expressing her independence. Thinking about  her character now that I&#8217;m awake, I doubt she&#8217;d ever do such a thing. But I do see her going boldly into the &#8217;60s in other ways as the series moves forward.<\/p>\n<p>So&#8212;three remembered dreams from the night, but only one with an apparent catalyst. Who ever knows where these things come from?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I dreamt that I was talking on the phone with Stephen Segal, who in the dream had nothing to do with Weird Tales, but was now in charge of editing and publishing Locus. I was explaining the details of the current Harlequin Horizons vanity publishing fiasco, and he told me that he wanted me to [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[12,580],"class_list":["post-17664","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-dreams","tag-mad-men"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17664","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17664"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17664\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17665,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17664\/revisions\/17665"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17664"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17664"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17664"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}