Jun 06, 2006 00:00
I've had some really crazy dreams lately. This isn't surprising because I always have weird dreams and I usually remember them. But THESE dreams....odder than normal.
Dream #1:
This guy I knew back from Embry Riddle.. his name is Dash. Cool guy. Well in the dream we battled to the death and he was a robot. I don't remember who won, but his head was really hard and metallic.
Dream #2:
It was back in the 1960's. Everything was in black and white. I see a flyer posted on a tree. It says "Bassist Wanted." I head to the address. I'm in some garage recording studio with Ringo, Paul, John, and George. I become the 5th Beatle.
Dream #3:
I'm outside my house, standing next to the street. There's some guy I know in front of me. We were having some sort of discussion and I say "Ok man, you've got to shoot me in the chest. It's the only way to find out for sure." Hesitantly he lifts up a shotgun, points it at my heart, and pulls the trigger. There's a loud bang and a thud. I don't feel anything. I look down and I'm wearing some crazy thick armor. "Hold on," I tell him, "Let me get all of this armor off first." I remove all of my armor. He lifts up the gun again. He pulls the trigger. There's a loud band and a thud. I feel like I've been shot in the chest with a shotgun. Blood splatters everywhere. It really hurts but I'm quickly getting numb everywhere and I'm sure I'm about to die. I just know I'm on the brink of death. The feeling is like you're being suffocated, like you're starving for oxygen, like you dove underwater just a little too deep and desperately need to reach the surface and gasp for some air...except the surface is too far away and you will die. Then I woke up.
My bass guitar is doing fine. I loves it. Last Saturday I played Flashlight Tag with Russell and 6 college girls. Then he and I played videogames for until Sunday night.
HEY! SPREAD THE WORD! It has just come to the attention of the entire world that FLORIDA is in a dangerous location and is EXTREMELY VULNERABLE to yearly attacks by HURRICANES!!!! omg, really? Hurricanes hit Florida? It's not like this hasn't been going on for the last, oh i dunno, 200 years of Florida occupation. The infamous 1935 hurricane that destroyed railroads and stuff. Fuck, hurricane ANDREW! I was there, right in the in thick. But suddenly New Orleans gets attacked (like the storms are vindictive) and everyone realizes Florida is in the DangerZone. It's like America has a penis and it is called Florida. And America is sticking its penis into an industrial floor fan. Of course Florida is in the goddamn DangerZone. You don't like it? Move. But don't cancel our windstorm insurance only to jack up the prices three-fold just so you can make more money. I hate you Insurance Companies.
Who cares where the stupid holy grail is? "It's not a cup. It's a place. A place that leads you inwards." What ridiculousness. IF you want to do something productive in life go study Medicine.
I think that's enough opining for today. kthxbye
~Wayno
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