I really need to keep a pen and paper next to my bed to write these down.
The best that I can recall is that me and Arif were in Macon at my parent's house and the end of the world was coming. There were these huge robot things that had landed and they were destroying everything and it was only a matter of time before they blew up the house. So I was trying to get into the refrigerator because that is what they do in the movies to avoid explosions. Arif was taking a different tactic and was busy blowing up balloons (not sure where he got the balloons) and was placing them all over his body. I guess his thinking was that the balloons would protect his body once it was flown through the air by the impending explosion of the house. After that it gets alittle fuzzy so not sure how this played out. Any ideas?
My guess is that the balloons were actually condoms. I'm not sure how it ends, but you getting into the refrigerator reminds me of a punky brewster where a kid hides in a fridge during hide-and-seek and almost suffocates to death (S02E16 apparently (thanks internet))). so I'm pretty sure you end up avoiding the explosions but suffocate to death, but I bounce away like tigger in my inflated trogan suit. :D
Hooray for life lessions: best wrap it up!
i just had a dream where i was watching a documentary on the terminator that explains the original terminator was filmed by a very conservative christian. it's hard to explain just how toned down this movie was. at one point a guy gets shot in the leg and instead of saying, "fuck me, fuck me" he says, "love me, love me". there were also a lot of "fricks" and "shoots" thrown around. anyway, some studio executive picked up the film, re-shot it and cast Arnold Swartzenalsdfkjwijp;a. The End.
I've been up for about 30 minutes, so some of the early details are already starting to fade.
Basically, I'm a young teenager again living with my parents and we have a new neighbor. I become good friends with their son and hang out over there quite a bit. Then, one day my dad asks if their dad has a truck and if he can borrow it. So, I take him over to their place to meet them and see about the truck. A few hours into the night my dad excuses himself and walks outside. He then starts whistling a signal and gets a reply. He then says to himself, "This guy is definitely a terrorist". Apparently, my dad is an assasin for one of our government agencies and their dad is a spy (there were earlier events in the dream I can't quite recall that also hinted to his connection with a foreign government).
The plan is to take him out and use his own truck to dispose of the body. While my dad is sitting in his sniping position, there is some middle eastern guy in their back yard meditating. As part of his meditation he puts his forehead on the ground and somehow burns an image of his face in the grass. It looked really cool in my dream. Then, through his meditation, he can see my dad and forthcoming assasination attempt. So, he runs into our house and tackles my dad and they kind of fight. During their fighting he somehow manages to convince my dad to stop his assasination attempt.
It turns out the neighbors dad is some spiritual leader or something like that and not exactly a terrorist. Either way, my dad grows a conscience and decides not to kill him (who knows what happens to his career). Later that day we are all in their back yard playing kick ball and all is well.
Then the dream transitions.
We all decide to go sky diving and conveniently, next door to their house is a t-shirt shop/skydiving venue. We get on the plane and this isn't your typical sky diving plane; it's more like a jet. When the pilot gets to about 500 mph, he says "it's go time", and hits the eject button. So here we are, still in the jet with no pilot. There's no backing out now. We all hit our eject buttons one by one.
I don't know what happened to the plane. I just assume it has some auto-landing feature, because the pilot seemed like he had flown the plane before and I can only imagine how insanely expensive it would be to skydive if they had to buy a new plane each time.
After safely landing back in our neighbors back yard we all casually walk over to the t-shirt shop and pick up our free t-shirts. This was the point that I awoke. So, that's it for the crazy randomness.
About a week ago I had a dream that Shawn and I were playing some 2v2 generals against some hard armies and got destroyed. We played another match with Matt and I vaguely remember him making a comment that the map was a good 8 person map that was fun as 3v3 or even 1v1. (The map was similar to that 5 person map that has some urban terrain in the middle with water that goes around the city, and one of the spawn points is basically on an island in the south east corner of the map. Two oils two the south west and two in the middle).
We start the match and even though we're on the same team we spawn on opposite sides of a river that goes through the middle of the map. I remember getting the sense that one of the hard armies teased us about the spawn points, saying something like "how do you like that?" Haha, taunting AI.
G?
lol what a weird dream.
so.. G?
i had a dream the other day that my (pregnant in real life) sister had three sets of twins all at once. not sextuplets. three sets of twins. two boy sets and a girl set. she named one of the boys Guitar. I was like, "Are you sure?", and she was like, "Yeah, whatever." She named another one Dean.
The day after I met a triplet for the first time in my life. Kind of a weird coincidence.
Had a horror/thriller dream this morning. I can't remember much of the first half of the dream, but the end was pretty intense.
A brother and sister, both in their mid 20s were going to some conference at a large hotel. I don't remember what the conference was for but it was dark outside when the got to the hotel. They started walking around and all of a sudden the girl has a bag thrown over her head and the dream goes dark. The next thing you see is the girl on the roof of the building. She's on all fours on top of a glass ceiling looking down. She's obviously perturbed and breathing heavily, trying to get sense for what happened. The dream's perspective is from an angle just over her right shoulder, and through the glass you can see a bathtub with a bloodied body laying in it. The face of the victim is obscured by the girl's right thumb, but you get the sense that the body is that of the brother. After a few seconds some bizarre liquidy substance emerges from under the body, completely subsuming it and appears to essentially chew the body.
That's when I woke up. I had checkers around 10:30 and fell asleep around 1. Although this study seems to draw arbitrary conclusions without really discussing external factors that could effect the experiment, from personal experience I've found that my dreams tend to be more elaborate and more horrific if I eat a meal before going to bed.
The other day I dreamt I was visiting Drew on the job. But, he wasn't in uniform; just civies. We get a distress call about some hostage situation. So, we head to the parking lot and get into a silver, unmarked mustang. Drew lets me drive. For some reason the lot has a lot of false exits (facades) and Drew, the amazing wingman, offers no help (so much for quick response times). I finally get out and we head to the building.
The suspect is someone from the record industry, something like a choreographer. The dream never explains his motive or his demands. Anyway, we go straight to his office and wait for him to show up as if we had an appointment. Since we aren't in uniform he doesn't suspect anything. He also doesn't seem frazzled, it is business as usual as if there were no hostage situation going on in the other room. So, we tell him that Lady Gaga sent us here to do some work, yada yada. After the conversation he leaves and we wander the building. We stumble across the hostages and attempt to save them, but we get caught. So, we become hostages. The hostage situation is kinda on the honor system. Nobody is tied up, we all have our phones and some are texting their relatives. We are watching the news report on the situation. The suspect isn't watching us. He is off doing stuff, but nobody attempts to leave.
That's about as much as I can recall. I found it amusing.
Had a few awesome dreams this week.
1st dream:
There was this new bridge that once you drove onto it, it became this spherical rubix cube. If you were inexperienced you could just drive straight and it would be like driving over a normal bridge. But, if you were savvy once you crossed the threshold if you drove in the correct fashion (i.e. nw, then sw, left, etc) the rubix sphere would activate and bascially transport you to the other side of the bridge acting as a shortcut. It was pretty insane.
2nd dream:
I was the bassist for Our Lady Peace and had apparently been so for a long time. We were playing a concert where the stage was at the top of a waterfall and the audience was down below. This was our first gig with a new guitarist and he was a little nervous. He was worried about the tempo. I told him to just start where he felt comfortable and the drummer and I would guide the song into the correct tempo, so no worries. We play "Starseed" and towards the end went into some awesome vamping that had a badass ending. Wish I had time to write it after I woke. But, that was it. Awesome concert with a stellar view.