last night i've got to have had one of the strangest dreams to this very day.. it really consisted of two acts:
act 1
scene: my parents house... mostly the porch and adjacent locations...
time: i guess the present
charecters: my family and me.. go figure that one!
so, we are performing so laissez-faire family time thingy... and i happen to be on the porch... well, i was looking off to toward the east when all these mushroom clouds started popping up... i know... i know... it's a common theme for someone who is a fan of jericho... okay, i'm not a big fan... it's not like i was one of those freaks who sent nuts to the good folks at the cbs network in an attempt to get it to stay on.. i'm not a freak! anyway, these weren't your run of the mill mushroom clouds anyway... they were purple... that's right... purple... big purple clouds... very pretty actually... and when they went off, there was a cheap and cheesy fireworks effect on the top of the stem at the base of the actual mushroom portion of the thing... it looked like a low budget b-movie... seriously... it was good times... so, i guess we got all excited and started taping up our house (for whatever reason... probably fallout)... we got out rolls of packing tap in and effort to seal things... and for some reason we were playing around with the slidding doors... taking them off and rearraingning them... all very strange now... i'm sure it made sense in the dream... and then there was a cut-scene... yes, my dreams have cutscenes in them i guess... maybe it's been all the family guy episodes i've watched... i saw a giant mecha... with feet made from a box of a yoohoo... that's right yoohoo... 24 cube pack... and when it stomped down... it was sploshing around in purple stuff... i guess from the bombs...
act 2
scene: some unvisted boy scout camp
time: i guess the present still
charecters: i really don't know
it seems i had quit my job to become a camp councilor at the local boy scout camp teaching the commications merit badges as well as all the citizenship badges... mind you they are required for eagle! this was a short dream and didn't really have much of a plot... i wish i could write the author, but i'm sure it was just me... and between the acts i stirred in my sleep and found myself really stiff... i guess i had enough of the bizarreness of the both these things so i woke up...
i can assure you that i have not been drinking or doing anything strange (other than working) the night prior... i can only blame this on the chili and biscuits i had a few short hours before i retired to my slumber... i swear, one day i will write a really screwed up book with all my dreams in it...
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