{"id":495,"date":"2008-01-14T20:04:12","date_gmt":"2008-01-14T20:04:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pouringbeans.com\/?p=495"},"modified":"2008-01-14T20:04:12","modified_gmt":"2008-01-14T20:04:12","slug":"my-messed-up-ian-dream","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pouringbeans.com\/archive\/?p=495","title":{"rendered":"My messed up Ian dream"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So I had a dream last night and I went with Friya to visit Ian.<\/p>\n<p>We were surprised when we got there, because he hadn&#8217;t mentioned to us that he actually lived in a big blue prison in New York. So Friya went shopping and I went back to his cell (it was obviously quite a slack prison because they let him out for long walks) and I looked through all his drawers.<\/p>\n<p>Then we went out again and on the way back in there was a wheelbarrow full of corn on the cob sitting in the corridor. Ian didn&#8217;t want to steal one, because it&#8217;s generally frowned upon for prisoners to do that, but I really wanted one so I stuck it in my trousers and we went back to the room. But Ian didn&#8217;t know I&#8217;d done it. Then I thought it would get him into trouble, so I went up a spiral staircase to a different floor (it was a boys floor -\u00c2\u00a0every other one was a girls floor &#8211; but luckily the spiral staircase I went up missed a floor on the way) and casually dropped the corn cob on the floor.<\/p>\n<p>When I got back to the cell, it was full of prison wardens, and one evil woman (who was English despite this being a New York jail) was telling us off for laughing too much and reminding Ian that it was a five-strikes and you&#8217;re out policy. She pointed above the door, where someone had painted (in elaborate lettering) &#8220;One and a half strikes&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>Then I woke up.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So I had a dream last night and I went with Friya to visit Ian. We were surprised when we got there, because he hadn&#8217;t mentioned to us that he actually lived in a big blue prison in New York. So Friya went shopping and I went back to his cell (it was obviously quite [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,3,20,23,9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-495","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-bedtime-stories","category-chris","category-random-thought","category-think-about-it","category-what-i-did-today"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pouringbeans.com\/archive\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/495","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pouringbeans.com\/archive\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pouringbeans.com\/archive\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pouringbeans.com\/archive\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pouringbeans.com\/archive\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=495"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/pouringbeans.com\/archive\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/495\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pouringbeans.com\/archive\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=495"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pouringbeans.com\/archive\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=495"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pouringbeans.com\/archive\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=495"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}