One Weird Dude!

Aug 20, 2009 11:07

Hot off the neurons: I had a dream that makes me worry about my subconscious. I was on a soccer field for the first event of the annual Pentathlon: atlatl. I was standing next to the target. Also on the field was F.O., who you may remember from an earlier dream was the guy who nonchalantly beat Ben from Lost to death with the hood of his truck. F.O. is a fellow Penathlete. So while I was setting up the target, he fired off a spear, impaling me against the target--a sort of half stuffed scare crow. I screamed and fell to the ground rolling around in pain, clutching the spear.




I looked up and saw F.O. make a face like a Maori warrior. He started doing some kind of dance, stomping his feet like a sumo wrestler. I knew he intended to stomp on my head and I tried to move, but was pinned by the spear. I started panicking at this point, but not too much to notice for the first time that he was wearing a kilt and speaking in tongues with a Scottish accent. Further, under his kilt he had strapped a bundle of dynamite with one of those big brass analog clocks that are the iconic alarm clock in old cartoons. I started shouting at the top of my voice: One weird dude! One weird dude!" repeating that over and over until I finally woke up.




I classify this dream as a hot chilies induced, Class II (bad) Nightmare.

Also, here is the stupidest atlatl image ever:


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