My friend Jack and his friend Fred and I hijack a bus full of people. Fred is driving. Jack is up front with a large gun keeping control and I am walking up and down the isle collecting cell phones and making sure people don't call 911.
After all the phones are collected and up front with Jack, we continue driving down the highway. A guy in a business suit has his phone hidden in his lap. I stop behind him to see who he is calling. He calls 911 so I grab the phone and end the call. He looks up at me and tries to intimidate me. I aim my gun at him. He drops a bag of french fries and I help him pick them up.
He asks why we're doing this. I tell him that Jack has something to say and this is the only way for people to listen to him. He's been trying to tell the world for years and nobody is listening. Doing something drastic is the only way to make people notice him.
The guy asks why a good person like me would end up with someone like Jack. I tell him that Jack isn't a bad guy, he just ended up in a situation that made him do something like this.
Flashback! - 5 years earlier
Jack's home, small and isolated by farm fields. He lives there with his mom and younger brother. They don't have much money, but they're happy. They go to church, Jack is normal and happy and a good kid. I am with him at church and nearly everywhere.
His mom meets this new guy and Jack doesn't like him. The new boyfriend takes the family to a new church, it is really a cult and led by some psycho. Jack's mom and brother are brainwashed, but Jack doesn't buy it. He is confused and angry and nobody is listening to him, so he runs away.
After a few years he meets up with me again, I'm so happy to see him. Living on his own has hardened him and his mom is still with the guy and the cult church. He tells me that nobody will listen to him, not the police, nobody. So he has to do something to get everyone's attention.
We hijack the bus and here we all are.
Time Jump! - Two weeks after the hijacked bus.
I am at church, Jack is not with me. My mom's friend Sonja, Tom MIlsom and Molly Lewis are at this church. It's a really great church; brilliant art on the walls, blacklights, great music. The message is that we are all warriors for Christ and that we have the strength and power to fight against the evil in the world. Tom is playing the organ, he does this thing by placing marbles in places on the strings to create a repeating music line.
I feel out of place, like I don't belong there with all the people so happy and strong in their faith, riding the high of the great service. Sonja comes up behind me and holds onto my shoulders. I'm trying not to cry, I just want to leave. She tells me that the service and message were really great. I say that maybe everyone isn't meant to believe like that. She says to me "maybe there isn't so much of a warrior in you". I nod and push through the crowd to leave.
Flashback! - I'm back on the bus with Jack.
I go up to the front with him. It's nighttime. A lot of the people on the bus are asleep. Fred is still driving. I tell Jack that when this all gets close to the end, I want him to stay down among the hostages to use them as a human shield so he isn't shot by the police. And I say that when this is really over, he has to do just as the police say and I will go out with him to protect him. I tell him that he can't die at the end of this, because I need him. He agrees and kisses me.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Little A
I am out with friends at a block party and get separated from them. I end up at this drug house. There isn't much furniture and it's not very clean. I am looking for my friends when I run into the main dealer (Tom) of a new drug. The drug is called 'little a'. He shoots me up with a dose and locks me in a bathroom. He tells me that I'm not going to be hooked, but I will like the experience. He also tells me that I am going to owe him and will have to do what he tells me to even out the score.
I finally come around from the high and manage to pick the lock on the bathroom. I stumble away from the house down the street. I fall and draw the symbol for 'little a' so that when people who are hooked, or want to be hooked, can follow the symbols to the drug to get dosed.
Tom finds me again and tells me that it's my job to bring people to him and to the drug.
I am walking down by the river and see two guys, about 15 or so, and this older guy who is about 30. They see some of the symbols and I convince them that we should follow them and figure out what they mean.
We follow the symbols down through drain pipes and ditches. We come across a sand filled drain ditch. There are broken houses and cars half buried in sand in the bottom of the drain ditch. I ask the older guy what happens to it all when it rains. He points to houses that are close to the drain ditch and says it's the folly of man to build where he should not. He says that the house that remains undamaged was lucky once, but luck couldn't hold out forever.
I really don't want to lead all these people into addiction, but I have no choice. Tom is making me do this for him. The older guy seems really eager to solve the mystery of where the symbols lead and the symbols are getting closer together and easier to find.
We come out near this mall and I pretend to have second thoughts in hope of the younger boys will want to turn back. They tell me that we are too close to figuring it out to turn back now.
We climb down near a river and Tom steps in. He does the three people I brought to him and pretends to dose me so that nobody gets suspicious.
He congratulates me because he has never seen anyone be such a natural at getting people to him, at manipulating people to figure out what the symbols mean.
He lets me leave and some of his other guys drag the drugged victims away.
Later I go down to the room he is renting, he told me I was always welcome. I pass his neighbors who all say that Tom is the sweetest guy and the nicest guy and the best person they've ever met. I go into his apartment and watch episodes of a show that is similar to The Unit or The Wire. I figure out that he might not be as bad as I first thought and I leave.
As I'm walking up this steep hill on a college campus, my friend Aaron from high school meets up with me. He has just finished his class and saw me. He hands me this huge stack of notebooks. It is journals/notebooks from high school kids that Tom 'borrowed' from their lockers. Aaron tells me that Tom wants me to study them so I can get to know the kids. By getting to know the kids, it will be easier to gain their trust and lure them to Tom.
I ask Aaron if Tom is a good guy, since he and Tom are good friends. Aaron says he's a great guy, one of the best. Aaron leaves me with the stack of notebooks.
The end.
I finally come around from the high and manage to pick the lock on the bathroom. I stumble away from the house down the street. I fall and draw the symbol for 'little a' so that when people who are hooked, or want to be hooked, can follow the symbols to the drug to get dosed.
Tom finds me again and tells me that it's my job to bring people to him and to the drug.
I am walking down by the river and see two guys, about 15 or so, and this older guy who is about 30. They see some of the symbols and I convince them that we should follow them and figure out what they mean.
We follow the symbols down through drain pipes and ditches. We come across a sand filled drain ditch. There are broken houses and cars half buried in sand in the bottom of the drain ditch. I ask the older guy what happens to it all when it rains. He points to houses that are close to the drain ditch and says it's the folly of man to build where he should not. He says that the house that remains undamaged was lucky once, but luck couldn't hold out forever.
I really don't want to lead all these people into addiction, but I have no choice. Tom is making me do this for him. The older guy seems really eager to solve the mystery of where the symbols lead and the symbols are getting closer together and easier to find.
We come out near this mall and I pretend to have second thoughts in hope of the younger boys will want to turn back. They tell me that we are too close to figuring it out to turn back now.
We climb down near a river and Tom steps in. He does the three people I brought to him and pretends to dose me so that nobody gets suspicious.
He congratulates me because he has never seen anyone be such a natural at getting people to him, at manipulating people to figure out what the symbols mean.
He lets me leave and some of his other guys drag the drugged victims away.
Later I go down to the room he is renting, he told me I was always welcome. I pass his neighbors who all say that Tom is the sweetest guy and the nicest guy and the best person they've ever met. I go into his apartment and watch episodes of a show that is similar to The Unit or The Wire. I figure out that he might not be as bad as I first thought and I leave.
As I'm walking up this steep hill on a college campus, my friend Aaron from high school meets up with me. He has just finished his class and saw me. He hands me this huge stack of notebooks. It is journals/notebooks from high school kids that Tom 'borrowed' from their lockers. Aaron tells me that Tom wants me to study them so I can get to know the kids. By getting to know the kids, it will be easier to gain their trust and lure them to Tom.
I ask Aaron if Tom is a good guy, since he and Tom are good friends. Aaron says he's a great guy, one of the best. Aaron leaves me with the stack of notebooks.
The end.
Double Date.
I am with my dad on the back ally that goes between the VFW and the river in the town that I grew up in. We are waiting for two people to show up so that my dad can go on a date.
We have to be secretive because we can't let anyone know that my dad is gay.
The man my dad is going to date is a Hasidic Jew, and it would be awful for him if anyone found out he was gay as well. So the man has his son, who is my age, (poorly) dressed as a woman to keep the man's honor.
My dad and the other man meet and they go off on their date. I am left with the son who has taken off the dress and wig. He is quite cute and we like each other right away.
We walk around the duck pond and talk and get to know each other.
We have to be secretive because we can't let anyone know that my dad is gay.
The man my dad is going to date is a Hasidic Jew, and it would be awful for him if anyone found out he was gay as well. So the man has his son, who is my age, (poorly) dressed as a woman to keep the man's honor.
My dad and the other man meet and they go off on their date. I am left with the son who has taken off the dress and wig. He is quite cute and we like each other right away.
We walk around the duck pond and talk and get to know each other.
Communism.
Sorry for the unintentional hiatus. It was a combination of extreme procrastination and a lot of dreams that I couldn't remember the story of, I only remembered pieces. I don't like writing down dreams if they don't have a story line. I'll try and do better.
Communism.
(if this one seems to jump around, that's because it's how it happened in the dream)
I live in a shanty town with my mom under a communist government. We're all just getting by, surviving, but not much more. Then the government sends in the soldiers armed with guns to evacuate us all. We have a few hours to pack everything we own, there is hardly enough time.
Everyone is loaded onto these big trucks and we are gone by dawn.
In the new town that we live in, I have the opportunity to go to college. I'm sitting in a film class, in the front row. All the other students are talking like old friends, but I don't know anyone. I don't have a text book or a notebook. I only have the syllabus for the class.
The professor comes in and he's really intense, but he's a good guy underneath it all. He starts class by reading a really serious text in a southern accent.
He notices that I'm the only one not laughing and asks if I understood why it should have been funny. I told him I understood it perfectly, but the accent was so good that I hated to miss anything by laughing. That was when the professor decided that I was his favorite student.
In the class, we watch a video about this guy who is exploring this massive under water cave. I then become part of the underwater dive team. We have to use this super bright lights and I wonder what sort of lights they are, because they cast no shadows.
The film ends and I am back in film class. I am talking with my professor and he is asking me where I moved from. I talk about how I had to work at the State Fair when I was 12. He tells me that he didn't think kids that young were able to work. I dodge around the fact that it was child labor and I had to so that my family could get enough food.
Communism.
(if this one seems to jump around, that's because it's how it happened in the dream)
I live in a shanty town with my mom under a communist government. We're all just getting by, surviving, but not much more. Then the government sends in the soldiers armed with guns to evacuate us all. We have a few hours to pack everything we own, there is hardly enough time.
Everyone is loaded onto these big trucks and we are gone by dawn.
In the new town that we live in, I have the opportunity to go to college. I'm sitting in a film class, in the front row. All the other students are talking like old friends, but I don't know anyone. I don't have a text book or a notebook. I only have the syllabus for the class.
The professor comes in and he's really intense, but he's a good guy underneath it all. He starts class by reading a really serious text in a southern accent.
He notices that I'm the only one not laughing and asks if I understood why it should have been funny. I told him I understood it perfectly, but the accent was so good that I hated to miss anything by laughing. That was when the professor decided that I was his favorite student.
In the class, we watch a video about this guy who is exploring this massive under water cave. I then become part of the underwater dive team. We have to use this super bright lights and I wonder what sort of lights they are, because they cast no shadows.
The film ends and I am back in film class. I am talking with my professor and he is asking me where I moved from. I talk about how I had to work at the State Fair when I was 12. He tells me that he didn't think kids that young were able to work. I dodge around the fact that it was child labor and I had to so that my family could get enough food.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Double Feature: Ghost Hunters and College People
Dream 1
I'm with Gen and a bunch of other people in this really big church at night. We're all part of the Ghost Hunter's team. We're sort of volunteers because the place is so big.
We get divided up and sent off with our own cameras to see if we can find anything. I catch a couple of shadows and some sounds, but nothing really obvious that it's a ghost.
Everyone meets back up. I'm late in getting back and realize that the main team has edited some of the footage. I learn that they have staged a lot of 'sightings' to make it look haunted. With clever editing, they make it look like a "ghost" walks through one of the team members.
Then they tell us that we are all going to be part of a big staged ghost sighting. We all fill the pews of the church. The back doors open and one of the team members comes through like he's the ghost of a pastor.
I'm mad that they've faked everything.
Dream 2
A friend and I go to visit Emily (from college). She lives in a converted loft, the outside is covered in plywood and the stairs are made from wood scraps. We knock on the door and she answers.
We talk about where we want to eat, we walk by some restaurants and stop at a Kettle Corn place. I have to go to the car for something.
I walk to the parking structure, the ground is covered in about an inch of slush. It's really slippery and I'm not quite sure how to get down the ramp without falling. I end up doing a sort of crouch, slide thing that works pretty well.
At the bottom I see Matt and Betsy (more people from college) I talk to them for a while, it's cold out.
The end.
I'm with Gen and a bunch of other people in this really big church at night. We're all part of the Ghost Hunter's team. We're sort of volunteers because the place is so big.
We get divided up and sent off with our own cameras to see if we can find anything. I catch a couple of shadows and some sounds, but nothing really obvious that it's a ghost.
Everyone meets back up. I'm late in getting back and realize that the main team has edited some of the footage. I learn that they have staged a lot of 'sightings' to make it look haunted. With clever editing, they make it look like a "ghost" walks through one of the team members.
Then they tell us that we are all going to be part of a big staged ghost sighting. We all fill the pews of the church. The back doors open and one of the team members comes through like he's the ghost of a pastor.
I'm mad that they've faked everything.
Dream 2
A friend and I go to visit Emily (from college). She lives in a converted loft, the outside is covered in plywood and the stairs are made from wood scraps. We knock on the door and she answers.
We talk about where we want to eat, we walk by some restaurants and stop at a Kettle Corn place. I have to go to the car for something.
I walk to the parking structure, the ground is covered in about an inch of slush. It's really slippery and I'm not quite sure how to get down the ramp without falling. I end up doing a sort of crouch, slide thing that works pretty well.
At the bottom I see Matt and Betsy (more people from college) I talk to them for a while, it's cold out.
The end.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Double Feature: Fire Drills and Parade Day
Dream 1
There is a fire simulation in the apartment building I live in. The building is about 11 stories high. It's also not so much of a simulation as it actually is on fire. I have to go and get as many people out as I can, but I can never get to the 10th floor, everyone up there dies. The fire starts there and by the time the alarms go off, there is too much smoke and flames for me to get there. I go through and keep telling people to get out and helping people out. I know that I can't save everyone, but I have to try.
Every time I get to the street after getting as many people out as possible, the simulation starts over. Half way through each simulation, something explodes on the 6th floor and I am then no longer able to go above it.
On the main floor I find a secret room, like a club. Inside are a bunch of Nerdfighters. I get them out, they didn't know about the fire.
I run through the 'simulation' two times and then it starts over.
This time, I know how it's going to happen. I go up to the 10th floor before the fires starts and discover that it is full of people that I love. A lot of my friends and people that I like. I have to find a way to save them.
I find Yuri, he introduces me to his fiancee. I'm a little hurt that he didn't tell me before, but I don't have a lot of time. I ask him, "What would you do, if you knew something that could save people, but you weren't supposed to know it and you definitely aren't supposed to tell anyone?"
He says that I should do what is right, whatever that means for me.
I tell him that he should get out of the 10th floor before 10:15 and that he should get as many people to go with him as he could. That's all I tell him.
I have 20 minutes before the fire drill starts again. I go in search of where the fire starts so that I can try and stop it or at least have a little more warning to save people.
Dream 2
It's the 4th of July and it's raining and cool. The parade has just ended. My wallmate, Kara, is there with her parents and brother. It's my street (the one I grew up on) but the houses are different. Kara and I switch shirts for some prank or plot that we have. It's important for some reason.
I just want some place to sleep, so I go to my friend's house on the street.
Yuri comes in to fix something, he is wearing a disguise because my dad (not my real dad, but my dream dad) doesn't like him.
My dream dad comes in and asks him for his cell number, Yuri starts to tell him and dream dad already has it and Yuri's cover is blown. My dream dad doesn't like Yuri because of a prank or soemthing that he things Yuri was a part of.
The end.
There is a fire simulation in the apartment building I live in. The building is about 11 stories high. It's also not so much of a simulation as it actually is on fire. I have to go and get as many people out as I can, but I can never get to the 10th floor, everyone up there dies. The fire starts there and by the time the alarms go off, there is too much smoke and flames for me to get there. I go through and keep telling people to get out and helping people out. I know that I can't save everyone, but I have to try.
Every time I get to the street after getting as many people out as possible, the simulation starts over. Half way through each simulation, something explodes on the 6th floor and I am then no longer able to go above it.
On the main floor I find a secret room, like a club. Inside are a bunch of Nerdfighters. I get them out, they didn't know about the fire.
I run through the 'simulation' two times and then it starts over.
This time, I know how it's going to happen. I go up to the 10th floor before the fires starts and discover that it is full of people that I love. A lot of my friends and people that I like. I have to find a way to save them.
I find Yuri, he introduces me to his fiancee. I'm a little hurt that he didn't tell me before, but I don't have a lot of time. I ask him, "What would you do, if you knew something that could save people, but you weren't supposed to know it and you definitely aren't supposed to tell anyone?"
He says that I should do what is right, whatever that means for me.
I tell him that he should get out of the 10th floor before 10:15 and that he should get as many people to go with him as he could. That's all I tell him.
I have 20 minutes before the fire drill starts again. I go in search of where the fire starts so that I can try and stop it or at least have a little more warning to save people.
Dream 2
It's the 4th of July and it's raining and cool. The parade has just ended. My wallmate, Kara, is there with her parents and brother. It's my street (the one I grew up on) but the houses are different. Kara and I switch shirts for some prank or plot that we have. It's important for some reason.
I just want some place to sleep, so I go to my friend's house on the street.
Yuri comes in to fix something, he is wearing a disguise because my dad (not my real dad, but my dream dad) doesn't like him.
My dream dad comes in and asks him for his cell number, Yuri starts to tell him and dream dad already has it and Yuri's cover is blown. My dream dad doesn't like Yuri because of a prank or soemthing that he things Yuri was a part of.
The end.
Double Feature: Cooking and Shuttles
Due to busy and internet fail, these dreams are from Thursday night.
(there were parts of dreams most nights, but I don't write it down if I can't remember most of the plot of the dream)
Dream 1:
A friend and I park on a busy street. We walk up a twisty driveway on a hill. What I think is landscaping rocks on either side is really wrapped home-made caramels. I pick one up. My friend says that they're delicious and the best tactic is to shove as many as you can into your pockets as you are leaving.
We reach the house. It's all modern and homey and perfectly decorated. My friend, Morgan, lives there and she is in the kitchen preparing delicious things to eat.
The friend I came with goes to help her, but since my inability to cook is known by everyone in the room, I am told not to help and I agree. I sit at the counter and watch them make amazing food.
Morgan's boyfriend/roommate comes home and he goes to help cook. I go over to the shelf of music to act as the DJ so that I can be a part of things.
Dream 2:
I have a four year old boy and a one year old boy with me. I am taking them to visit their dad. We are on a bus. We pass by this big open field where space ships (like in Star Wars and Star Trek) are crashing into each other in what looks like this epic battle. The bus stops at the space shuttle station. We have to take a shuttle to get to their dad.
The four year old is mad at me and not behaving. I am doing my best, but he just won't listen.
We get onto the shuttle and I'm a little wary because of all the ship crashing I saw earlier. Then I realize that the ships are part of a demolition derby event, and not actually crashing because they are unsafe.
The shuttle ride is rough, and the four year old calms down and listens to me. I'm holding the one year old on my lap. We stop on one planet to refuel.
The stop is at the base of some mountains. It's spring and the snow is melting. I point out snowmen standing in the field to the boys and they are amazed because they've never seen snow before. We get out of the shuttle and I teach them how to make snowmen.
After the shuttle is refueled, we get back on and continue our journey to see their dad.
The end.
(there were parts of dreams most nights, but I don't write it down if I can't remember most of the plot of the dream)
Dream 1:
A friend and I park on a busy street. We walk up a twisty driveway on a hill. What I think is landscaping rocks on either side is really wrapped home-made caramels. I pick one up. My friend says that they're delicious and the best tactic is to shove as many as you can into your pockets as you are leaving.
We reach the house. It's all modern and homey and perfectly decorated. My friend, Morgan, lives there and she is in the kitchen preparing delicious things to eat.
The friend I came with goes to help her, but since my inability to cook is known by everyone in the room, I am told not to help and I agree. I sit at the counter and watch them make amazing food.
Morgan's boyfriend/roommate comes home and he goes to help cook. I go over to the shelf of music to act as the DJ so that I can be a part of things.
Dream 2:
I have a four year old boy and a one year old boy with me. I am taking them to visit their dad. We are on a bus. We pass by this big open field where space ships (like in Star Wars and Star Trek) are crashing into each other in what looks like this epic battle. The bus stops at the space shuttle station. We have to take a shuttle to get to their dad.
The four year old is mad at me and not behaving. I am doing my best, but he just won't listen.
We get onto the shuttle and I'm a little wary because of all the ship crashing I saw earlier. Then I realize that the ships are part of a demolition derby event, and not actually crashing because they are unsafe.
The shuttle ride is rough, and the four year old calms down and listens to me. I'm holding the one year old on my lap. We stop on one planet to refuel.
The stop is at the base of some mountains. It's spring and the snow is melting. I point out snowmen standing in the field to the boys and they are amazed because they've never seen snow before. We get out of the shuttle and I teach them how to make snowmen.
After the shuttle is refueled, we get back on and continue our journey to see their dad.
The end.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Double Feature: College Creepers and Tornadoes
*Sorry it's been a while. I was internetless for about 10 days and was so tired those nights I didn't dream, or I didn't remember them anyway*
Dream 1:
I'm in college and this guy, mid 40s probably, comes up to me asking where a dorm is. I look to the guy friend that I'm with, we're both a little wary of this older guy. The older guy explains that he is looking for someone, tried to go in a dorm to find her and was kicked out of the dorm.
I explain that because of the day (Monday) guys aren't allowed in the girls dorms and girls aren't allowed in the guys dorms.
He says that he needs to find this girl because she is working with him on her student film.
My friend and I then notice that he's holding a camera and has a sound guy behind him. My friend and I look at the film equipment to make sure that he isn't lying. The film stuff is legit, so we direct him towards the dorm.
We wonder if we should call campus security anyway.
Dream 2:
I'm in a car with my friend, Janice. We're driving down farm roads. The weather is bad, there are tornadoes springing up all around us. We keep driving, because there is no place that would be safe enough to ride out a tornado in.
We get to this house and run inside. It's the place we were trying to drive to, so that Janice can get her car's oil changed. The house/auto shop is run by this guy who is an ex-cop. There are a bunch of other guys that live there as well.
We all go down into the basement. One of the guys comes over and says that he was out driving too and his car got pushed off the road because of the tornadoes. His hands are still shaking.
We're all taking (Janice, I and like 6 guys) and waiting out the storms. I notice that I'm getting an aura, like before I get a migraine. I get up and go into the bathroom to look for advil or something.
The ex-cop asks if I'm okay. I tell him I should take some advil before the migraine hits full force. He leads me back to the couch, gives me the advil and the puts an ice pakc on my head and on the back of my neck.
I'm half asleep and sort of lean against this other guy on the couch. He pulls me closer so that I am leaning on him.
We start to joke a bit about how this is the best way to first meet someone, just some witty banter as a distraction.
The end.
Dream 1:
I'm in college and this guy, mid 40s probably, comes up to me asking where a dorm is. I look to the guy friend that I'm with, we're both a little wary of this older guy. The older guy explains that he is looking for someone, tried to go in a dorm to find her and was kicked out of the dorm.
I explain that because of the day (Monday) guys aren't allowed in the girls dorms and girls aren't allowed in the guys dorms.
He says that he needs to find this girl because she is working with him on her student film.
My friend and I then notice that he's holding a camera and has a sound guy behind him. My friend and I look at the film equipment to make sure that he isn't lying. The film stuff is legit, so we direct him towards the dorm.
We wonder if we should call campus security anyway.
Dream 2:
I'm in a car with my friend, Janice. We're driving down farm roads. The weather is bad, there are tornadoes springing up all around us. We keep driving, because there is no place that would be safe enough to ride out a tornado in.
We get to this house and run inside. It's the place we were trying to drive to, so that Janice can get her car's oil changed. The house/auto shop is run by this guy who is an ex-cop. There are a bunch of other guys that live there as well.
We all go down into the basement. One of the guys comes over and says that he was out driving too and his car got pushed off the road because of the tornadoes. His hands are still shaking.
We're all taking (Janice, I and like 6 guys) and waiting out the storms. I notice that I'm getting an aura, like before I get a migraine. I get up and go into the bathroom to look for advil or something.
The ex-cop asks if I'm okay. I tell him I should take some advil before the migraine hits full force. He leads me back to the couch, gives me the advil and the puts an ice pakc on my head and on the back of my neck.
I'm half asleep and sort of lean against this other guy on the couch. He pulls me closer so that I am leaning on him.
We start to joke a bit about how this is the best way to first meet someone, just some witty banter as a distraction.
The end.
Friday, July 2, 2010
High School Math Nightmare
I'm back in high school with my friend Katie. I couldn't open my locker because the lock had a million numbers to put in and I couldn't remember which way I had to turn it. I was going to be late for class, so I tell Katie to go to class so she at least won't be late.
Twenty minutes later, I get my locker open so I can grab my math book and go to class. I get yelled at for being late and sit down. I've missed a lot of the notes on what we're doing, which is apparently really, insanely complex calculus.
Then we get a quiz/test on the math problems, and I have NO IDEA what to do. The way I want to solve the math problems is way to simple and doesn't actually work. I turn in my paper and get them all wrong because I didn't know how to do anything.
The teacher hands back the quizzes, all graded and we have to fix the ones we got wrong...which is all of them in my case. I try, but have no idea what I'm doing and I can't figure it out. I get frustrated and trow my pencil across the room. I get up and leave class.
I'm outside, by a group of parked golf carts. Someone comes out to try and explain the math to me, but I can't get it. I felt dumb.
The end.
Twenty minutes later, I get my locker open so I can grab my math book and go to class. I get yelled at for being late and sit down. I've missed a lot of the notes on what we're doing, which is apparently really, insanely complex calculus.
Then we get a quiz/test on the math problems, and I have NO IDEA what to do. The way I want to solve the math problems is way to simple and doesn't actually work. I turn in my paper and get them all wrong because I didn't know how to do anything.
The teacher hands back the quizzes, all graded and we have to fix the ones we got wrong...which is all of them in my case. I try, but have no idea what I'm doing and I can't figure it out. I get frustrated and trow my pencil across the room. I get up and leave class.
I'm outside, by a group of parked golf carts. Someone comes out to try and explain the math to me, but I can't get it. I felt dumb.
The end.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Concussed.
I roll over and hit my head against the cement wall that my bed is next to. I hit my head hard enough to give myself a massive black eye, that is a bit swollen shut and a slight concussion.
I get up and go to this large building. It's a little run down, but in the way that shows it's been in use for years. It's a home for elderly people. It is also apparently where I stay...like I have a room in the back or something. I go to the nurse (who is actually one of the Medical personnel from where I work in real life) She gives me a bag of ice and makes me sit down. The concussion is making my stomach feel weird, I have a headache and I'm dizzy.
I get bored so I walk around a bit. I go into another room where a bunch of elderly people are playing cards and chess. One of the nurses asks me what happened and I tell her. She is not surprised that I managed to injure myself, even sleeping. I leave and head outside, thinking that the fresh air will make me feel a little better.
I'm sitting on the front steps and I see Dr. House and Dr. Wilson (yes, from the TV show, House, MD) are standing under the front porch roof, out of the rain. There is a girl, about 10 years old, she is standing in a puddle. She says that she knows she should go inside, but she can't make herself do it. Apparently she is a patient of House's.
House and Wilson notice me and are concerned that my concussion isn't getting any better, despite the fact that it's been hours since it happened. I try to tell them that I'm fine, but I'm not very believable.
The end.
I get up and go to this large building. It's a little run down, but in the way that shows it's been in use for years. It's a home for elderly people. It is also apparently where I stay...like I have a room in the back or something. I go to the nurse (who is actually one of the Medical personnel from where I work in real life) She gives me a bag of ice and makes me sit down. The concussion is making my stomach feel weird, I have a headache and I'm dizzy.
I get bored so I walk around a bit. I go into another room where a bunch of elderly people are playing cards and chess. One of the nurses asks me what happened and I tell her. She is not surprised that I managed to injure myself, even sleeping. I leave and head outside, thinking that the fresh air will make me feel a little better.
I'm sitting on the front steps and I see Dr. House and Dr. Wilson (yes, from the TV show, House, MD) are standing under the front porch roof, out of the rain. There is a girl, about 10 years old, she is standing in a puddle. She says that she knows she should go inside, but she can't make herself do it. Apparently she is a patient of House's.
House and Wilson notice me and are concerned that my concussion isn't getting any better, despite the fact that it's been hours since it happened. I try to tell them that I'm fine, but I'm not very believable.
The end.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Me and Robert Pattinson
I'm on a cruise, which is on a large airplane or possible a space ship. I comment to someone that it is the slowest flight ever, or we are going to the moon. We've been on the ship for a few days.
There is an art/painting competition. I can't paint, but I go to watch. My friend Laura from elementary/high school is there. Robert Pattinson is also there. He seems to be uncomfortable with the amount of attention he is receiving, like he doesn't want to be famous.
I don't love him, but he is a mystery that I want to solve. The people I'm with think he's conceited and shallow, and I tend to agree, but he still fascinates me for some unknown reason.
We dock and are allowed to go off ship. We're at a sea side town. It's a little run down the further inland, but near the beach it's all hotels and nice restaurants. I am on top of a hotel building and I see Rob walking down the beach. He is alone. I think about how great of a picture that would be; not Rob, but just a solitary figure on a sunny beach with the waves on one side and the rock face on the other. Like he is the last man on earth.
I follow him, and he doesn't seem to notice me. I don't really want him to know I'm following. He goes into this cave, the opening is really small. I go after him, but the fit is really tight and I'm afraid of the tide coming in. So I wait by the outside, in case I have to warn Rob about the tide or something.
He comes out and sees me and smiles. I ask him what it's like inside and he says that I can go in and see for myself. I tell him that isn't going to happen.
We walk through the streets of the city together. We don't talk a lot, which is okay with both of us. I try to take a picture of him, he sees me and smiles. I tell him that I want a picture of just him being himself, not trying to be anything. I want to figure out who he is aside from all the headlines and rumors. He then tells me that he smiled for the picture because he never gets to just smile for pictures, he always has to pose or look a certain way. He just wanted a normal picture. I tell him I can do that and take a picture of him smiling.
We're at a poetry event in the evening. Another girl is trying to hit on him, flirt with him, because he is who he is. He reads a poem, but stops before the end. He wrote it himself, but only I know that, I also know it's unfinished. I stand up and finish the poem for him, so now it's our poem. He smiles at me and the other girl stops trying to get his attention.
Then I'm alone at a run down train station. Everything is rusted and dirty. I find someone who works at the station, I ask if they've seen Rob. They say that he's at the courthouse. The train rushes past.
I go to the courthouse. He is up, testifying as a witness, he is cocky and sure of himself. It's really just a cover because he doesn't want to be there, he doesn't want to say anything. Rob looks over at the judge and essentially tells the judge his resume, like Rob knows everything about the judge. It's Rob's way of trying to take the focus off himself. The judge smirks and then flips it back on Rob, telling everyone Rob's history.
After the hearing, I'm with Rob in the hall. He tells me that he tries to be a mystery because everyone already knows too much about him. I tell him that I can understand that.
The end.
There is an art/painting competition. I can't paint, but I go to watch. My friend Laura from elementary/high school is there. Robert Pattinson is also there. He seems to be uncomfortable with the amount of attention he is receiving, like he doesn't want to be famous.
I don't love him, but he is a mystery that I want to solve. The people I'm with think he's conceited and shallow, and I tend to agree, but he still fascinates me for some unknown reason.
We dock and are allowed to go off ship. We're at a sea side town. It's a little run down the further inland, but near the beach it's all hotels and nice restaurants. I am on top of a hotel building and I see Rob walking down the beach. He is alone. I think about how great of a picture that would be; not Rob, but just a solitary figure on a sunny beach with the waves on one side and the rock face on the other. Like he is the last man on earth.
I follow him, and he doesn't seem to notice me. I don't really want him to know I'm following. He goes into this cave, the opening is really small. I go after him, but the fit is really tight and I'm afraid of the tide coming in. So I wait by the outside, in case I have to warn Rob about the tide or something.
He comes out and sees me and smiles. I ask him what it's like inside and he says that I can go in and see for myself. I tell him that isn't going to happen.
We walk through the streets of the city together. We don't talk a lot, which is okay with both of us. I try to take a picture of him, he sees me and smiles. I tell him that I want a picture of just him being himself, not trying to be anything. I want to figure out who he is aside from all the headlines and rumors. He then tells me that he smiled for the picture because he never gets to just smile for pictures, he always has to pose or look a certain way. He just wanted a normal picture. I tell him I can do that and take a picture of him smiling.
We're at a poetry event in the evening. Another girl is trying to hit on him, flirt with him, because he is who he is. He reads a poem, but stops before the end. He wrote it himself, but only I know that, I also know it's unfinished. I stand up and finish the poem for him, so now it's our poem. He smiles at me and the other girl stops trying to get his attention.
Then I'm alone at a run down train station. Everything is rusted and dirty. I find someone who works at the station, I ask if they've seen Rob. They say that he's at the courthouse. The train rushes past.
I go to the courthouse. He is up, testifying as a witness, he is cocky and sure of himself. It's really just a cover because he doesn't want to be there, he doesn't want to say anything. Rob looks over at the judge and essentially tells the judge his resume, like Rob knows everything about the judge. It's Rob's way of trying to take the focus off himself. The judge smirks and then flips it back on Rob, telling everyone Rob's history.
After the hearing, I'm with Rob in the hall. He tells me that he tries to be a mystery because everyone already knows too much about him. I tell him that I can understand that.
The end.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Babies
I'm in the basement of a church or a house, hard to tell. I'm with Katielette from the Shaytards videos. She is holding her baby (Rocktard). There is a puppy in the room with us.
I comment that it would be nearly insane to have a puppy and a baby at the same time.
She then asks how my mom is doing. I don't really want to answer the question. My mom is taking care of my one year old brother and is pregnant again, but on the last ultrasound the doctor saw a cyst or a growth in the brain of the baby, near its eyes. We don't know what the baby will be like when it's born, or if it will live.
Katielette is looking at Rocktard and talking about her post partem depression and now I have to worry about her too. She then looks up at me, like she didn't mean to tell me that.
The end.
I comment that it would be nearly insane to have a puppy and a baby at the same time.
She then asks how my mom is doing. I don't really want to answer the question. My mom is taking care of my one year old brother and is pregnant again, but on the last ultrasound the doctor saw a cyst or a growth in the brain of the baby, near its eyes. We don't know what the baby will be like when it's born, or if it will live.
Katielette is looking at Rocktard and talking about her post partem depression and now I have to worry about her too. She then looks up at me, like she didn't mean to tell me that.
The end.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Hot Air Balloon
I'm in a hot air balloon with this other guy, who in my dream is a friend. We see this group of old guys, like in their 70's skydiving. Two of the guys (of the 6) are going too fast. They open their parachute and then let it collapse and then open it again. The other four are trying to keep the two from crashing into the ground.
My friend and I in the hot air balloon are falling fast with them. We let ourselves drop when they do and then slow our descent when they slow. We start to come close to the ground and we're going to fast. At this speed we will surely die if we hit the ground. My friend finally slows the balloon enough to keep us from crashing too hard.
We go back to the apartment we're renting. I see my landlord and talk to him for a bit. He tells me that the person that looks after my friend and I wants to see us because he heard about our stunt with the hot air balloon.
My friend and I go inside.
While he is getting yelled at, because he was flying recklessly, I am in the bathroom. I sit on the edge of the bathtub and listen to the argument for a while and then I find a box of hair dye in the cupboard. I dye my hair black. It looks really cute.
The end.
My friend and I in the hot air balloon are falling fast with them. We let ourselves drop when they do and then slow our descent when they slow. We start to come close to the ground and we're going to fast. At this speed we will surely die if we hit the ground. My friend finally slows the balloon enough to keep us from crashing too hard.
We go back to the apartment we're renting. I see my landlord and talk to him for a bit. He tells me that the person that looks after my friend and I wants to see us because he heard about our stunt with the hot air balloon.
My friend and I go inside.
While he is getting yelled at, because he was flying recklessly, I am in the bathroom. I sit on the edge of the bathtub and listen to the argument for a while and then I find a box of hair dye in the cupboard. I dye my hair black. It looks really cute.
The end.
Double Feature: Dead Bodies and Elephants
*Internet was out Saturday, so these two are from Friday night*
Dream 1-
I'm with two guys at the house I grew up in, back in Minnesota. It's autumn and we're in the back yard. The leaves from the trees are very thick on the ground, like two feet deep. One of the guys opens a trunk he has with him and takes out body parts. It's semi-decomposed and covered in goo. We use large metal clips to fasten two halves of the torso together. We start to reassemble the body.
The neighbor looks over and waves at me. I wave back and try to look nonchalant. As the neighbor starts to come over, we cover the body parts in leaves so he doesn't notice. One of the guys puts a pumpkin on top of the pile of leaves.
The neighbor asks what we're doing. We tell him that we're carving pumpkins. We're freaking out that the neighbor will realize what we're doing. He believes our story about the pumpkin and leaves. One of the guys I'm with stands up and accidently puts his foot in the body. He is grossed out at having his foot in the torso of the dead body.
Dream 2-
I'm out in the desert, like the one in Nevada/California. I see an elephant and I run behind a rock to act as protection incase the elephant decides to charge. The elephant decides that I'm all right and "chooses" me. I am the only person that can work with the elephant.
I take her to an elephant sanctuary that is for elephants that have been hurt or abandoned or abused or sick. My elephant likes to walk with my hand held in the end of it's trunk. She trusts me and I trust her.
Somehow we get separated and I find her in one of the rooms used for when the elephants are panicked and can't calm down. I reach through the bars and put my hand in her trunk. She is calm and I make one of the people working there let her out. I explain that my elephant needs to have physical touch, otherwise she gets scared.
I pass another room that holds a new elephant. This one has had it's trunk removed and it's a very sad thing. I don't know how to help it.
The end.
Dream 1-
I'm with two guys at the house I grew up in, back in Minnesota. It's autumn and we're in the back yard. The leaves from the trees are very thick on the ground, like two feet deep. One of the guys opens a trunk he has with him and takes out body parts. It's semi-decomposed and covered in goo. We use large metal clips to fasten two halves of the torso together. We start to reassemble the body.
The neighbor looks over and waves at me. I wave back and try to look nonchalant. As the neighbor starts to come over, we cover the body parts in leaves so he doesn't notice. One of the guys puts a pumpkin on top of the pile of leaves.
The neighbor asks what we're doing. We tell him that we're carving pumpkins. We're freaking out that the neighbor will realize what we're doing. He believes our story about the pumpkin and leaves. One of the guys I'm with stands up and accidently puts his foot in the body. He is grossed out at having his foot in the torso of the dead body.
Dream 2-
I'm out in the desert, like the one in Nevada/California. I see an elephant and I run behind a rock to act as protection incase the elephant decides to charge. The elephant decides that I'm all right and "chooses" me. I am the only person that can work with the elephant.
I take her to an elephant sanctuary that is for elephants that have been hurt or abandoned or abused or sick. My elephant likes to walk with my hand held in the end of it's trunk. She trusts me and I trust her.
Somehow we get separated and I find her in one of the rooms used for when the elephants are panicked and can't calm down. I reach through the bars and put my hand in her trunk. She is calm and I make one of the people working there let her out. I explain that my elephant needs to have physical touch, otherwise she gets scared.
I pass another room that holds a new elephant. This one has had it's trunk removed and it's a very sad thing. I don't know how to help it.
The end.
Oil Spill
*Due to not having any time on Friday, this dream is from Thursday night*
The oil spill in the Gulf is affecting the Alaskan coast. Especially an Indian Reservation that I am at. I have been working with people there to help clean it up and make sure that the people living there are safe. The reservation used to be a WWII German concentration camp, so all the buildings still remain. It's a very sad place because of all the history. It's snowy and cold.
My dad is there, he came up on a big tour bus. I'm showing him around, telling him about all the buildings. All the people that live there have a very strong sense of community and are determined to live good lives despite where they live. I tell him that the community is stronger here than in the Indian Reservations I went to in South Dakota. We walk past an elaborate church and there are kids sledding on the hill in front of it.
My dad and I go into the grocery store to get out of the cold. I find a specific type of trail mix that we used to get when I was little. We get a bag of it and go back to the tour bus.
More people get on the bus.
The end.
The oil spill in the Gulf is affecting the Alaskan coast. Especially an Indian Reservation that I am at. I have been working with people there to help clean it up and make sure that the people living there are safe. The reservation used to be a WWII German concentration camp, so all the buildings still remain. It's a very sad place because of all the history. It's snowy and cold.
My dad is there, he came up on a big tour bus. I'm showing him around, telling him about all the buildings. All the people that live there have a very strong sense of community and are determined to live good lives despite where they live. I tell him that the community is stronger here than in the Indian Reservations I went to in South Dakota. We walk past an elaborate church and there are kids sledding on the hill in front of it.
My dad and I go into the grocery store to get out of the cold. I find a specific type of trail mix that we used to get when I was little. We get a bag of it and go back to the tour bus.
More people get on the bus.
The end.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Geographically Incorrect Bike Race
I'm part of a bike race, for some charity I'm sure. The halfway point has an expo type thing going on, with booths and stuff to buy. I run into one of my friends, Heather, she is mailing letters to friends. She wants to mail them from different places. So goes over and asks a little boy if he could please mail a letter from Hollywood and HIghland for her. The little boy turns and with much more attitude than a 9 year old should tells her no. His much nicer twin brother comes over and says he would because it seems important to Heather. I tell Heather that she must have asked his evil twin first.
Then my dad and I went over to a bike/sports shop to look for a part for my bike. (The bike I ride to work every day, a 1983 Panasonic Sport, it's awesome) I'm looking around for a new seat post because mine keeps slipping down gradually. (Which is true)
I see those weird shoes that have the toes....they're all sporty or something. All the shoes that are on the table have six toes and I can't figure out why.
I go back out because the race is about to start again. I'm looking at a map so I can show Heather and my dad the route. The map is of the midwest, but it's wrong (but in my dream, I do not realize it). Minnesota is in the middle and there are states on either side, but no great lakes. North and South Dakota are to the east of Minnesota. The route for the bike race goes from the (according to the backwards map) North East corner of North Dakota, across the top, then down to South Eastern Minnesota.
We all get to our bikes and start. I end up riding with a group of team members that all have matching yellow jerseys.
The end.
Then my dad and I went over to a bike/sports shop to look for a part for my bike. (The bike I ride to work every day, a 1983 Panasonic Sport, it's awesome) I'm looking around for a new seat post because mine keeps slipping down gradually. (Which is true)
I see those weird shoes that have the toes....they're all sporty or something. All the shoes that are on the table have six toes and I can't figure out why.
I go back out because the race is about to start again. I'm looking at a map so I can show Heather and my dad the route. The map is of the midwest, but it's wrong (but in my dream, I do not realize it). Minnesota is in the middle and there are states on either side, but no great lakes. North and South Dakota are to the east of Minnesota. The route for the bike race goes from the (according to the backwards map) North East corner of North Dakota, across the top, then down to South Eastern Minnesota.
We all get to our bikes and start. I end up riding with a group of team members that all have matching yellow jerseys.
The end.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Double Feature: Ferrets and Speech Competitions
Dream 1
I'm looking at a house to buy with some friends. It's a great house; wood floors, lots of windows, wrap around porch, set in woods. There's only one problem, apparently the woods are highly populated with ferrets. The man showing me the house told me that there were around 10,000 ferrets in a 4 mile radius.
He left me so that I could look at the house. Everywhere I went there were ferrets. I sat down on the couch and like ten appeared. They were everywhere. One pooped in my shoe, which was annoying.
I really liked the house though, and was trying to figure out if I could stand living withe the ferrets. I think I passed on the house.
Dream 2
I was at a school for a speech competition. My speech was on treating people equally, loving people, that sort of thing.....bordering on Gay rights. I just had a little tri-fold poster board for my visual. All the other girls had their presentations in metal briefcases that they were handcuffed to. They were all in business suits and looking like they were about to give the annual report for the world or something.
I seemed to be very unprepared, but I wasn't worried. I knew that my speech was important.
I'm looking at a house to buy with some friends. It's a great house; wood floors, lots of windows, wrap around porch, set in woods. There's only one problem, apparently the woods are highly populated with ferrets. The man showing me the house told me that there were around 10,000 ferrets in a 4 mile radius.
He left me so that I could look at the house. Everywhere I went there were ferrets. I sat down on the couch and like ten appeared. They were everywhere. One pooped in my shoe, which was annoying.
I really liked the house though, and was trying to figure out if I could stand living withe the ferrets. I think I passed on the house.
Dream 2
I was at a school for a speech competition. My speech was on treating people equally, loving people, that sort of thing.....bordering on Gay rights. I just had a little tri-fold poster board for my visual. All the other girls had their presentations in metal briefcases that they were handcuffed to. They were all in business suits and looking like they were about to give the annual report for the world or something.
I seemed to be very unprepared, but I wasn't worried. I knew that my speech was important.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Finders Keepers
I'm walking with a group of people through this abandoned cattle barn. We're looking for a cat, and there are a lot of cats in the barn. The specific cat we are looking for is the star of a cat food commercial. The only way we can find the cat is by listening for its signature meow. As I'm looking I find this really fluffy, gray kitten just sitting all alone. So I pick it up and it cuddles against me.
My first thought is to name it 'Smokey' but then I realize that everyone with a fluffy, gray cat names it 'Fluffy' so then I remember that I've always wanted a gray cat and that naming it 'Dorian' would be hilarious. (Dorian Gray). So I name him Dorian.
Then, I'm in the grocery store, with Dorian still in my arms. I have to buy him kitten food and milk. At the check-out is Klaus, the cashier. (He is actually the cashier I see every morning before work, in real life). He and I talk about Dorian and how cute he is.
The end.
Point of interest, this is the most normal dream I've had in a LONG time. Also, I have always wanted and have yet to own a gray kitty, but when I do, I will name him Dorian.
My first thought is to name it 'Smokey' but then I realize that everyone with a fluffy, gray cat names it 'Fluffy' so then I remember that I've always wanted a gray cat and that naming it 'Dorian' would be hilarious. (Dorian Gray). So I name him Dorian.
Then, I'm in the grocery store, with Dorian still in my arms. I have to buy him kitten food and milk. At the check-out is Klaus, the cashier. (He is actually the cashier I see every morning before work, in real life). He and I talk about Dorian and how cute he is.
The end.
Point of interest, this is the most normal dream I've had in a LONG time. Also, I have always wanted and have yet to own a gray kitty, but when I do, I will name him Dorian.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Slide into a Western
I'm with a couple of people from work. We're hiking through this wooded area. There is this rock/cliff thing that we are walking along. It's really narrow across the top with steep sides, so essentially it's a long way down on either side. There is this large, flat rock platform that we are standing on. It starts to shift and then it falls off one of the sides, with us on it.
Now off of the big rock, we tumble and slide through the pine needles on the forest floor.
Suddenly we're at this town that looks like it's right out of the 1800's western era. It's night time and everything is closed. We go into oen of the buildings. I realize that my tooth is lose.
I turn to one of the co-workers I'm with and ask, "Is it okay to have a lose tooth and not be like, seven?"
Then he says, "Maybe you should see the doctor?"
I walk into the doctor's office. There are about six men sitting around the table, just talking. I mention that my tooth is lose and the doctor (who kinda looks like the doctor from the episode "The Empty Child" from the show Doctor Who....the medical doctor not the doctor Doctor) I open my mouth and he pulls on my tooth.
I'm expecting him to pull it out, which I don't want, but instead he just pulls off the silver cap on my tooth, which I apparently have. I'm relieved that I still have all my teeth. The doctor wants to fix my silver cap in the morning, but I tell him I'm fine without it.
Then I meet up with the rest of the people and we leave.
The end (of the dream).
Now off of the big rock, we tumble and slide through the pine needles on the forest floor.
Suddenly we're at this town that looks like it's right out of the 1800's western era. It's night time and everything is closed. We go into oen of the buildings. I realize that my tooth is lose.
I turn to one of the co-workers I'm with and ask, "Is it okay to have a lose tooth and not be like, seven?"
Then he says, "Maybe you should see the doctor?"
I walk into the doctor's office. There are about six men sitting around the table, just talking. I mention that my tooth is lose and the doctor (who kinda looks like the doctor from the episode "The Empty Child" from the show Doctor Who....the medical doctor not the doctor Doctor) I open my mouth and he pulls on my tooth.
I'm expecting him to pull it out, which I don't want, but instead he just pulls off the silver cap on my tooth, which I apparently have. I'm relieved that I still have all my teeth. The doctor wants to fix my silver cap in the morning, but I tell him I'm fine without it.
Then I meet up with the rest of the people and we leave.
The end (of the dream).
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Toni is Fabulous!
So there was this big group of people I was with. We were then split into two groups depending on whether we were pro-LGBTQ (Lesbian, Gay, BiSexual, Transgender, Questioning) or anti-LGBTQ. I was in the pro-LGBTQ group, which is true. We were then required to participate in group exercises to make us see the other group as people. There was no right or wrong group, just to see everyone as people. We had to listen to 'anonymous' stories of trials that group members had gone through to see that we were more alike than different.
Then everyone was taken through this room where the walls, ceiling and floor were painted black. Light was then projected on everything to make it look like we were walking through stars and space. It was all cool and in 3-D.
Then I went down a waterslide.....apparently it turned into a pool party or something. When I got to the bottom there was this transvestite in a sparkly red one piece swimsuit sitting on the stairs. Her name was Toni and she was fabulous. I went over and sat next to her and we talked about LGBTQ stuff. I told her I was 'QueerSpawn' (which is a term used for children with one or more LGBTQ parents) We then just sat there and talked for a while. She gave me an awesome hug.
End of dream.
(sidenote, I actually am QueerSpawn in real life and am totally in the pro-LGBTQ group)
Then everyone was taken through this room where the walls, ceiling and floor were painted black. Light was then projected on everything to make it look like we were walking through stars and space. It was all cool and in 3-D.
Then I went down a waterslide.....apparently it turned into a pool party or something. When I got to the bottom there was this transvestite in a sparkly red one piece swimsuit sitting on the stairs. Her name was Toni and she was fabulous. I went over and sat next to her and we talked about LGBTQ stuff. I told her I was 'QueerSpawn' (which is a term used for children with one or more LGBTQ parents) We then just sat there and talked for a while. She gave me an awesome hug.
End of dream.
(sidenote, I actually am QueerSpawn in real life and am totally in the pro-LGBTQ group)
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Alex O'Laughlin and the Talent Show
I was visiting a friend of a friend. This guy happened to live in the remodeled basement of an old barn. The upper part of the barn was mostly empty and the hay loft was rotted away. Up in the rafters was a large collection of stuffed large birds and raccoons. (Stuffed as in taxidermy) Along the wall were stuffed bears and a skinned rhino. (Like the BodyWorld exhibits, where the skin is gone and everything else is left for all to see) There were also some stuffed baby elephants. I was sad when I saw the baby elephants.
Naturally I was a little weirded out, "Odd collection." I said.
Alex O'Laughlin turned to me and shrugged, "It came with the barn when I bought it."
"If I was looking to buy a place and it was filled with dead animals, I'd have to pass." I said back.
He smiled and led us to the basement apartment.
In the apartment, it was very nicely refinished and decorated. It was obvious that Alex was uncomfortable having so many people over for a party. He was trying to make himself sound more interesting than he really was (He only looked like Alex O'Laughlin, he didn't have the personality) I saw him trying to hide a book about New York as he was telling someone how he lived there.
"Let me help you." I whispered and took the book from him.
"Thanks." He smiled.
I hid the book behind a shelf. Then I sat down on the couch with three other people, one of them being a saxophone player from High School. (Yes, I was a band geek) We talked for a while and then she said she had to get ready for the talent show. After she left I got up and wondered around. I don't know where Alex went.
I went to where all the chairs were set up in front of a small stage for the talent show. The talent show started. One of my friends from college had a group of three-year-olds on stage to do a cute little dance. The music started and the little kids got scared. She went on stage to show them the dance, but they ran off stage. I got up to help her try and encourage the kids to dance, but it just ended up being us two.
Then Curt and some of the other kids from the show 'Glee' got on stage and did some song and dance routine. (Point of interest, I don't even like the show, 'Glee' and have only seen one episode)
Then my alarm went off and I woke up and had to get ready for work.
Naturally I was a little weirded out, "Odd collection." I said.
Alex O'Laughlin turned to me and shrugged, "It came with the barn when I bought it."
"If I was looking to buy a place and it was filled with dead animals, I'd have to pass." I said back.
He smiled and led us to the basement apartment.
In the apartment, it was very nicely refinished and decorated. It was obvious that Alex was uncomfortable having so many people over for a party. He was trying to make himself sound more interesting than he really was (He only looked like Alex O'Laughlin, he didn't have the personality) I saw him trying to hide a book about New York as he was telling someone how he lived there.
"Let me help you." I whispered and took the book from him.
"Thanks." He smiled.
I hid the book behind a shelf. Then I sat down on the couch with three other people, one of them being a saxophone player from High School. (Yes, I was a band geek) We talked for a while and then she said she had to get ready for the talent show. After she left I got up and wondered around. I don't know where Alex went.
I went to where all the chairs were set up in front of a small stage for the talent show. The talent show started. One of my friends from college had a group of three-year-olds on stage to do a cute little dance. The music started and the little kids got scared. She went on stage to show them the dance, but they ran off stage. I got up to help her try and encourage the kids to dance, but it just ended up being us two.
Then Curt and some of the other kids from the show 'Glee' got on stage and did some song and dance routine. (Point of interest, I don't even like the show, 'Glee' and have only seen one episode)
Then my alarm went off and I woke up and had to get ready for work.
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