Jun 30, 2008 12:35
Last night's dreams were weird and terrible. Writing down what I remember before I forget even more.
- Mel, Mom and I are in Grammie's old house talking about gas prices when Mom mentions that it doesn't matter because at midnight they're going to re-set all the gas prices to some reasonable rate. Midnight tonight? I wonder, but no, she's talking more about that metaphorical midnight that symbolizes the end of the world. I'm wondering who's going to buy gas after the world ends when the world actually starts ending, bombs dropping and Mel's trying to get in touch with Vince on the phone, but the lines are out. I try to head down into the basement and then realize that it's a dream because Grammie's house didn't have a basement. I wonder why I didn't figure that out being in Grammie's house at all, since she hasn't lived there in, what, six years? I wake myself up and wonder how many houses in the US still have bomb shelters. Wouldn't it suck to buy a house with a bomb shelter and then have the world end while you're away on vacation?
- Mel and I and a group of other people get lost on foot in NVA... we can see 66 but nobody will stop to give us a ride. We're in the middle of a swamp full of weird monsters and poisonous plants, and horror-movie-esque all the random people we're with die one by one. Mel and I finally get picked up by the police and taken to a house where everyone else is waiting for us. Miranda is acting really weird and when I look she's got these translucent spidery barbs growing from her fingers, which I think are poisonous. Mel tells me that it's normal at that age. I swear I think I've had that last part of the dream before.
- There's a competition where three guys are locked in three cages, around five feet fall, five feet wide, and eight feet deep, and the first one to eat everything inside wins. I'm just a spectator, and I pick a guy to watch. I only remember he started with a bucket of huge sea urchins and worked his way to the back where there was sitting a family of six (mom, dad, four kids) and their family cat. He was wondering how he was going to tackle the last bit of the meal, and decided to eat everyone's earlobes first, for some reason. I wondered whether he'd have to eat the cat's fur, too.
TCE