Odd dreams
I haven't posted in awhile, so I thought I would post another dream update.
Last night I had a dream that Barack Obama was giving a speech in Boston (I watched the debate last nigh, I'm sure that is where this came from). For some reason he couldn't stay in a hotel and needed someone to watch his kids, so I took care of the kids and gave them toy cars to play with at my house in Wayland. I had free tickets to the speech the following day and needed to find someone to give them away too. Jim C was at the speech for some reason, which I then realized was because Korn was opening for Barack Obama (what the hell did I eat before I went to bed?). I made some calls, and finally got Matt S to take my extra ticket, which I gave to him an hour before the speech in a mall that looked like the one in Copley. We got their, and the band had finished playing, but there was a raffle going one. I somehow realized I had won $200,000 in a similar raffle the previous year, but had forgotten to claim my prize. I attempted to get to the front of the room to figure out how to claim it. Security tried to stop me, but I named dropped taking care of Barack's kids and having beers with him, so they let me through. I forget what happened next, but eventually I was in the back yard of this house I lived in from ages 2-7. There was a radio DJ broadcasting from this platfom type thing who used the term "goy" as some sort of derogatory slang, though I don' think he was a jew. We ended up in a fistfight for some reason ("goy" was the word my father and I argued over in a scrabble game we had on Sunday that would determine who won).
Last night I had a dream that Barack Obama was giving a speech in Boston (I watched the debate last nigh, I'm sure that is where this came from). For some reason he couldn't stay in a hotel and needed someone to watch his kids, so I took care of the kids and gave them toy cars to play with at my house in Wayland. I had free tickets to the speech the following day and needed to find someone to give them away too. Jim C was at the speech for some reason, which I then realized was because Korn was opening for Barack Obama (what the hell did I eat before I went to bed?). I made some calls, and finally got Matt S to take my extra ticket, which I gave to him an hour before the speech in a mall that looked like the one in Copley. We got their, and the band had finished playing, but there was a raffle going one. I somehow realized I had won $200,000 in a similar raffle the previous year, but had forgotten to claim my prize. I attempted to get to the front of the room to figure out how to claim it. Security tried to stop me, but I named dropped taking care of Barack's kids and having beers with him, so they let me through. I forget what happened next, but eventually I was in the back yard of this house I lived in from ages 2-7. There was a radio DJ broadcasting from this platfom type thing who used the term "goy" as some sort of derogatory slang, though I don' think he was a jew. We ended up in a fistfight for some reason ("goy" was the word my father and I argued over in a scrabble game we had on Sunday that would determine who won).