It's like jello, but with meat in it. Y'know, like meat-jello.

So, I had another weird dream last night.

This shouldn't surprise anyone.

Anyways, I, for whatever reason, had decided that I was going to make head cheese. I don't know why; I've never actually had head cheese, and the only people I know that have didn't like it.

At any rate, I made it; at which point, a friend of mine walks in, and starts rummaging through my fridge -- something that's pretty natural for him.

And he sees this jello mold.

"You made jello?" He asks, all kinds of excited.
"No, it's-- it's head cheese," I say.

He just stares at me, and now he's got the mold in his hands, and he's looking at it, and he's looking at me, and he's just confused.

So I tried to explain, "Okay, it's, well, it's like jello, but with meat in it. Y'know, like meat-jello."

His eyes lit up.

"Can I have some?"

I shrugged. "Sure. Be my guest."

And apparently, in this dream, my friend really liked head cheese. I guess describing anything as "meat-jello" will get a positive response, though.

Maybe.

Now I have to ask him about that, 'cause now it's going to bother me.