I don’t know what it is with my subconscious and baked beans, but a few weeks ago I had yet another baked bean-related dream. I was lost in Louisville trying to get to my uncle’s house, and for some reason I was going to have to travel through a network of underground pipes to get there. Somebody told me access to the pipes was blocked off, and I asked why. “Take a look for yourself,” he said.
So I opened the door and looked in: the pipes were flowing with an immense ocean of baked beans. Not only that, the beans were roiling and undulating like a stormy sea. I asked the man why the baked beans were moving like that and he answered, “Because they are shot through with millions and millions of maggots all moving at once.”
Suddenly the beans began to flow outward from the pipes and threatened to cover the world… and I woke up.