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Another fun dream, I was at a store and some guy was trying to sell iPhones supported by a $5,000 cash back offer. And I turned it down!

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I had a dream that I had a conversation with that CSQ Steve Spurrier. And it was a decently cordial to boot. Wow, that's painful.

Labels: dreams, football

Some giant pounding outside woke me up. Not in my head like some normal early mornings (though I usually sleep for another hour or two like that). No, this was like somebody was slamming on a door. I had to take the trash out so figured I'd check it out, finding nothing but a recollection of a dream about watching a financial news network where a couple of the personalities were doing magic tricks between news. It had to be Fox. One of the guys did a trick while talking about Michigan's governor Jennifer Granholm. Just before saying he thought shorting oil was a good idea.

And now I go back to sleep.

Labels: dreams, minutia

Man, I'm having some lousy dreams as of late. The first one was with MECA where she told me she had recently gone to Cafe Java and another one about breaking my iPhone. Pretty lame. And these are the ones I'm remembering!

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So I had a dream that the Pilots and I were out at Union Park along with a few other folks when a girl I used to date came by. She was along with her mother and they left after a small conversation. Then Mr Pilot said something like "good thing you got rid of her because her mother didn't age so well." That's totally something he would say.

Speaking of the Pilots, I need to get ready because they're picking me up for brunch at Z Tejas. I guess hitting seven bars last night wasn't enough for any of us.

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So I had a couple of dreams over the night during what is becoming a regularly bad pattern of sleep. The first one and part of the second dream happened before I woke up around 5 am. I was up until around 6:30 obsessing on something before going back to bed where the second dream picked back up until I woke up about 15 minutes ago. The second dream is really the most disturbing but I'll put them both out there as best as I can recall.

Dream 1. There is some damage at the house of girl I had been seeing. It appeared to be ceiling damage which I had not had any impact on creating, but I became involved with fixing. It was a bit beyond my capability but I gave it a go. Along the way there was an accident and what had been started became damaged. Again, not sure if was at fault but I snuck in to refix it. It appears as if I was doing a good job as I recall commenting that was doing much better as a result of the first time's practice. I'm in some crawl space fixing something with plaster or getting something ready for paint when I hear somebody talking with the girl I was seeing about redoing the kitchen with a professional. I said something to this somebody about how I did that and it cost like 30k. This somebody ask the girl I'm seeing about this, she ignores it, and they continue talking.

I then started off the second dream, but I woke up woke up with the first dream still in focus in my head so I tried to figure out who this somebody was and pulled up facebook and finally found out who it was (it was her roommate). Unfortunately that led to over an hour of obsessing over a post on that persons' facebook profile for a while before forcing myself to sleep.

Dream 2. I've had this experience where I pick up dreams that had started before whether it was in earlier in the night's sleep (like todays) or days later. I don't recall exactly where things broke off, but it started with me seeing a car for sale. It matched exactly to a picture I had of a car (I'm assuming it is a car my dad had from his youth that he had painted refrigerator white). So I thought I'd borrow the car and take it to my dad's old house which was nearby. I walked to the car and the keys were there but there was nobody in the house so I took it for a ride around the block to my dad's old place and snapped the picture from across the street. I then noticed an open garage door around the corner of somebody I thought knew my family (or was it a shed, either way I had to walk around the corner to get there) so I headed that way. Turns out it was a family friend and we chatted for a few minutes, talked about the car, then I noticed some police sirens. I was a little scared but figured I had to clear things up.

As I walk towards the police, I have the picture out and say I can explain. I'm enveloped by a pack of cops who take me a bit roughly towards the house with the car. I see the owner of the house coming out and I'm saying all the while that I took the car that it was my issue exclusively. Next thing I know I'm being taken to the basement of the house where a variety of small balls are laying around the floor. I get tied up in such a way that my arms are tied but can have pressure applied to me. They start asking me a series of questions about the car but all I know is the truth. The pain is excruciating as they have somebody kneeing me in the back while yanking on my arms, eventually I pass out but (un)conveniently for me I was viewing this as third person (maybe the whole part or maybe just this part, not sure). I think the balls on the floor allowed them to get more pressure but what do I know about the subtleties of torture.

I wake to see the even more terrified home owner getting tied up. I tell them that they're making a terrible mistake and say that he had nothing to do with this. They set him up in a similar position but the restraints were not set totally set with him. They then began applying the pressure to him as I heard things pop, bones or joints I did not know, but I did know that the home owner resisted fiercely and somehow got his head beneath one of the loose straps. The police were just enjoying the torture and didn't notice that his neck was beneath as they continued to yank on his arms like a rag doll. His neck and mouth were underneath the restraints and I could see his face flapping for air as they pulled. I screamed out and they finally noticed they were killing him. The flap that was covering his face was removed just in time for me to see him convulse to death. I had skirted myself against a wall and found myself out of my bonds. The police were all shocked by this and there was talk about what to do with me. I think they were contemplating letting me go and this is about when I woke up; maybe on a good note.

So, what the fuck is wrong with me?!

Labels: dreams, near-death, sleep

So my brother left this morning early, so my sleep was a bit off, but I did have two dreams I remembered. In one I was going out with a girl that was in remake of Mork and Mindy. The roles were reversed and the chick was Mork. The other remembered was from Lost; the group was escaping on a big raft (almost like something out of Gilligan's Island) when some group came by and they tossed a molotov cocktail into it. They they went to commercial. Convenient!

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Up before the 8 am for the first time in ages not feeling horribly sleep deprived. Maybe I'd rather be up than in the hazmat suit filled world that I woke up from. From where my memory kicks in, I was the only person not in a suit and was wondering why my eyes were burning when I glimpsed everyone else suited up. And nobody offered to help me out, though they were all concerned that my eyes were all red (though I do recall someone saying I should take out my contacts). Such is life in a chemical wasteland.

And I'm up early so I can go to the dentist and then go give blood (cue Pete Townshend music). And since the blood-giving is at the office, I'll actually go in for the first time in what seems to be weeks.

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So I had this dream that I not only had one roommate, but three! And not the one staying with me now. It was three women and they all seemed to have moved in at the same time but I don't think they knew each other. None of the girls were in the dream but the weird thing was that I recognized within the dream that I had dreamed about this before. Or I recognized during the dream that I had had made this commitment before. But was this within a previous dream? Wacky!

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I had this crazy dream that a couple of my friends were crashing at my house...in Michigan. And these are friends of mine from Austin. At least there wasn't any snow and my folks weren't around.

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I had a nice dream about me going on a cruise and then taking some other smaller boat and island hopping. One of the islands took British money. And we were being chased by somebody. Or we were chasing somebody? Either way, there was chasing and pounds.

Labels: dreams, travel

I woke up around five and made that big mistake: going back to sleep around 6 am. Always a toughy to come back to life. And I went straight to REM sleep and had a nice dream about being in the hospital for another facial laceration.

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I had a dream that I was at some hotel and came down to the pool to discover all my electronics (ipod, camera, cell phone) were all in the pool. Plus all the cables were connected and dangling out of the pool. But it was a nice looking pool.

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I had a dream that the Lions were projected to win 13 games. But they were also projected to lose 16 games. So, the good news, in my dream word the NFL has 13 more games.

Labels: dreams, football, sports

I've woken up to rain, glorious rain! And I believe there's a chance it'll rain for the next couple days.

Unfortunately it does not cover up the crazy James Bond-time traveling dream I had. I don't think Bond was involved in the time traveling (at least not through the point I "saw"), but it didn't seem good. Some actor from a canceled show incognegro and I used to watch was in it. I can't recall his name but he's got blond hair and usually plays a lawyer type.

Labels: dreams, incognegro

MJ called a bit ago to wake me up. I've got to get running to make breakfast with Keymaster. I had some crazy apolyptic dream with a King Kong-like monkey getting killed along with a motley group of people. The age gave birth as it was dying and the bad guys were swooping in to kill the baby,too. All the group were dying and there was a reference to some British documentary as everyone started dying off ala getting hit with mustard gas. That's exactly what I want going into a dozen or more hours travelling.

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I had this dream that was watching a Lost show at a movie theatre and Indiana Jones was in it. Not Harrison Ford, Indiana Jones. Apparently they were doing some TV show/movie crossover.

Labels: dreams, movies, television

Just woke up from a dream and I've barely been asleep for an hour. Last time I have that smore's ice cream before bed, that's for sure. This never happens. Anyway, I scribbled some notes but need to try to in back to sleepy sleep.

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I had a dream that me and Winston were driving around and decided to go get haircuts. It seemed to be in an area similar to Orlando, but we weren't on vacation or anything. Or so it seemed.

I got some prep work done for this weekend's party. Well, organizing of stuff and getting ready to toss shit out. Sunday's only right around the corner.

And I finally finished that Julian book. Maybe that'll get me to sleep before past midnight.

Labels: dreams, reading, winston

I had this odd dream that I was watching a Pistons game and they had a female point guard. And she was Muslim and wearing a full burka running the break. I'd think that wouldn't be best for playing basketball.

Labels: basketball, dreams, sports

Well, the TV ain't coming on. This ain't cool. Though now that I think about it, I had a dream a couple days ago that my TV melted and my little TV was on top of the melted mess. I think my brother was still here when I had that dream. So things could be worse.

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I woke up all refreshed before my alarm went off and was really quite happy about that. Then I realized I hadn't set my alarm and it was 8:35 and wasn't so pleased. At least I got in the office before ten for the first time in forever.

And I think I had some dream about waking to find my TV melted. Now that would be a nightmare.

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Oh, I woke up early this morning and had this dream that I was watching a movie that I had seen before. Kevin Spacey and Terrence Howard were in it and there was a part near the end that I swore I had seen before. But then the ending was different than I thought so I planned on seeing them again on video (I think I was watching the movie on basic cable). The ending was something involving electricity or fire which is always cool. Maybe giant sparklers? Giant flaming sparklers!

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I'm had this nutso dream last night with some serious Dark City overtones. The cityscape was like out of a comic book and their were some machinations going on that pitted my visiting brother and incognegro against little old me! And, to add complications, I think my dad was the power broker behind the scenes. Seriously, I can see my brother throwing me under the bus, but incognegro? No way.

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I had this dream that I was looking at incognegro's resume and he interspersed little personal information tidbits about himself between work details. I wish I could recall the tidbits.

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It's wonderful to wake up and hear the rain and not need to worry about leaks. And I just checked out the back and the new roof seems to be allowing the run off to happen like it should. Will wonders never cease?

And to show how outside influences affect dreams, I had one where the roofers were finishing off some of the odd items they hadn't completed. And it was raining...

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I've strung an extension cord into my office, but better yet is I've taken a nap for fourth minutes and had a couple dreams (one about a dog attaching itself to my eye and the other about an unexpected visit by my parents). I think that means I'm really tired, but I'll leave that to the experts.

And so I need some final work in each of the bathrooms, but the main work is pretty much done.

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A less strange dream, but still a bit odd: Chauncey Billups and Tayshaun Prince of the mighty Detroit Pistons were on vacation some place and being floated down a long outside staircase. There were lots of tourists and Tayshaun was being floated higher on the right side over everyone else. When they both got to the bottom, Tayshaun got a ticket and was asked by the press why Chauncey didn't get one and Tayshaun said something that Chauncey shouldn't get a ticket because the team needed him more. For what that's worth.

And today's counter day. Fun ahead!

Labels: basketball, dreams, sports

Man, oh man, did I have a crazy dream. It was like I was watching an episode of M*A*S*H. Hawkeye was at some crowded officer's club when he sat down with a black officer, started talking and then called for Radar to join them (and I don't know how this would be possible as everyone knows Radar wasn't an officer). Radar joins them and Radar and the black officer (the simplify things let's call him Paul) start talking about Iowa. They are both from their and start reminiscing. Radar's getting all misty eyed because they have some people in common back home or something.

Now, Hawkeye is gone. He basically disappears from the "episode" as if he was never in it and next thing is a couple nurse shows up. They both are friends and one of the nurses knows Paul. In the spirit of friendship Radar asks them to join them. As the conversation continues, it turns out Paul and one of the nurses are shipping state side. Next thing, the episode turns to what appears to be the outside a farm house and they're all saying their goodbyes. Now this is when things get weird.

Remember, this is like I'm watching a TV show and I see one of the nurses leaning over to say goodbye to Paul and I see this cleavage. Grotesque, hideous cleavage and I must be contemplating changing the channel because its disgusting. Next thing I know she's busting out two inert heads where her breasts should be. And everyone kisses the dead head breasts bye. I'm getting ill just thinking about it.

Radar must have been milking the cow or something as the next I see is a far shot and Radar trying to hide. And who can blame him with not wanting to get any closer to that? Anyway, all the group but one of the nurses leave (I can see everyone leaving in the background as Radar hides behind some trees, the other people wanting to say their goodbyes but unable to delay their departure.

After everyone else is gone, the nurse sees Radar and asks what happened to him and before he can say anything her father (yes, strange that her father has a farm in South Korea, I know). Radar is obviously a little taken back and the farmer start bitching to Radar about how disgusting the whole thing is. Radar starts defending the head breasts until he hears some more defaming comments and realizes the farmer and nurse are upset about bringing a black man onto their property. He then starts hosing down area where all the people were sitting. Radar tries to protest but the farmer's too incensed to hear anything. He walks off in a huff and I wake up.

I don't care how much of a racist you are, but you've got to be more disgusted by dead head breasts than a black man, don't you? Please, everyone, check with your racist friends and let me know. The good racist should hate them both, but if you were going to rank them, I'd hope the racist hated dead head breasts number one. I could understand if Paul had a extra testicle popping out of his chin or something, but he was normal.

And with that, I'm going to try to get some more sleep. No more dead head breasts!

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I had this crazy ass dream where I ended up getting tortured. I was in some dark room that was cold, but not extremely so. It was a low room and I was strapped to a long table. The one part that stands out is having my mouth pried opened and a piece of my tongue getting bitten off then shoved down my throat. I'll be honest, that wasn't a good dream.

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Man, I slept through everything this morning. Along the way I had some crazy dream involving a major terrorist attack on the US and me hopping along some Italian monorail tracks trying to avoid walking across a bridge. And then some Italian security guy catching me and making me walk across the bridge. The bridge, what is it?

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I had this dream that some credit card company called and I told them off. Real exciting stuff.

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My dreams have come true and there is an Office Space special edition DVD coming out. Not only is it in the pipe, it is coming out tomorrow!

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So I had this dream that my oldest brother and I were going to Red Wings game but stopped to get some food at a restaurant at Michigan Stadium. This restaurant was at the top of the stadium. Now this is odd because there isn't a restaurant up there and Ann Arbor is about 30 minutes from downtown Detroit where the Wings play. It was really nice, though, it had a nice veranda that hung over the stadium and would've been great place to watch a game. Too bad and they wouldn't seat us, even though we had reservations.

Labels: dreams, hockey, sports

Oh, shit, just remembered this strange dream. I had a watch made of meat that I misplaced and was looking for it. And even stranger, my brother called me this morning and asked if I had left my watch at his place (though not one made of meat).

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This was really nuts, I had a dream that I was dating Pamela Anderson. That's not my typical type of dream, but I'll take it.

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I had this dream that I think I was gasthering nuts to act as a garnish on a plate. And these nuts grew on vines. And I put them all over the plate so there wasn't really any room for anything else. I wouldn't call that appropriately planning.

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I had this dream that I was driving some big old school Cadillac with some people in it that I couldn't make out but they seemed to be friends. We were going through a really bad part of town in what seemed to be New York. Then while going through a really narrow street,there was some sort of incident like shooting or an explosion. I wanted to continue on and avoid the trouble, but the people in the car convinced me to stop and help. Then there was some running between the car and where some wounded folks were pinned down. I think they all should just burn in hell instead.

I need some more sleep.

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I had this dream my dad and I were at some work conference. I had done something worth mentioning and he kept grabbing the mic to announce it. Nobody was paying any attention and he got more and more irritated each time he screamed into the microphone. Good ol' dad embarrassing me even in my dreams.

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I had a dream that a giant cockroach was running around my house. So I ran to get some bug spray, sprayed it, and then realized it was a lobster. I'm not sure you're supposed to eat lobster after spraying it with bug spray, but I think I would've been tempted.

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Fell back to sleep (and I'll tell you, its great getting seven hours of sleep, waking up for about an hour and then getting another hour, but let that bide) and had another dream. This one had Al Gore hanging out with me at my apartment (one that I had never had before). We were heading back there, traveling through very narrow streets, avoiding nailing numerous cars, and were going to stop for some food but ended up just going to my place. We were coordinating getting to flights, too. And when we got to my place the floor was covered with beans. I left to an auditorium where I asked some teacher if she'd like Gore to come by for some Q&A, which she agreed to. I then headed back to my place where he had tossed some towels on the floor allowing him to and fro the shower in the bathroom (and I recall trying to close the door to my room while pushing beans out of the way and Gore just giving me a look of "you could clean it up." Yes I could, but this is my dream Mr. Internet). But back in my room (not covered by the beans) was now a couch and who appeared to be a pretty shaken (and bruised) Gena Davis. Somehow she was responsible for the beans in my place. And I hope it was beans.

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Decent night's sleep after getting some beers with JMVC and a couple of his friend. I think we're opening a bar some place. Oh, how plans are made.

Anyway, so rarely to I get a dream that I wake up not remember and then remember. Anyway, it featured the folks from Entourage. E and Vinny were outside working on their new house. Actually, more like destroying shit. They had this four to five foot tall brick thing that they were busting off a pyramid like top. After being done with that, they fixed a circular top on the edge of a table and punctured holes in it. Vinny made some comment that it would be a conversation piece. Then some hot chick shows up and the all move back into the house where it all turned into a Vegas theme. And there was some GETTING IT ON on a craps table.

And with that, I'm going back to bed.

Labels: dreams, jmvc

Shit, this damn work thing kept me from making posts for nearly two days.

Anyway, yet another wacky dream. I'm in a cul-de-sac where it would seem more appropriate for slot machines, but there are phones there. I'm there with my brother and my nephew trying to figure out the two digit access code for the phone. Next thing I know, I have a calling card and am trying to make a call when I realize I don't need the calling card anymore. So I head to a kiosk to cash it in. But instead of cashing it in for cash, I have the option of using it to get points for travel or something like that. I then realize, after the deed is done, that I have nowhere close to enough points to get anything. Foiled again!

I wonder why I'm remember so many dreams as of late; could it be because I'm remembering some that I'm trying to remember more or could it just be because I'm all hopped up on meds?

Oh, Pistons victory! Two more coming before we head to San Antonio for a Game 6 victory.

Labels: basketball, dreams, sports

Man, wacky dream last night. I was in London with a few friends (two of my oldest friends and I think neolefty or S. Money) wandering down some side street and we were talking about be cautious to prevent pickpockets when my one of my friends lifted another of the guys wallet to show him how easy it was. Then we wanted some food and asked a passer by for a recommendation. The woman recommend a restaurant down the next block with lots of ladies, but we instead go to this place right across the street. We have to walk up a flight of outside stairs to get to the food area and order burgers. None of us could finish them as they weren't any good, but I asked for the fries to go. We all talk about heading towards Big Ben & Parliament and possibly getting some food down there. I head down the stairs and the place is packed; then I realize it is a tourist bus. And they're singing songs. A singing tourist bus, very interesting.

Labels: dreams, neolefty, s. money

I had a dream that JMVC wanted to go to the new Wal-Mart near the new Mopac-35 interchange. I guess boring dreams occur when you get ten plus hours of it. BTW, got out of bed with a lot less pain this morning. Thank God I woke up at 9 just to pop my pills.

Labels: dreams, jmvc

I had a dream that I Jamaica with my oldest friend and it was pretty much a military compound from the airport on. And I was shorter or crawling or something as I was seeing a bunch of barrel's of M-16 from the ground up. And it was very sterile place with lots of white walls, almost like the first Star Wars movie. And there were lots of dogs around there. Not much of a tourist destination from my dream, I'll say.

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Oh, I had another dream that somebody was going to come visit in a couple weeks. And that would've required me to do some work on the place. I think my middle Orlando friend, but I'm not sure.

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I had this dream that I was staying at some condo that my folks owned. I walked out of it and was locked out so I had to run to another condo across town to get the keys for the first place. And the look of the buildings seemed to like good ol' London town but all the people I ran into were as American as high school shoot ups. Man, I can only hope my folks have some random condos laying around. London, Hoboken, I don't care.

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I had a dream somebody didn't like my glasses. That can't be.

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I had this dream that I was in a Las Vegas casino wandering around with Emeril Lagasse and Bobby Flay. Bobby was only interested in playing black jack on a ten dollar table.

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I'm turning into Lord Sleepmore of Posturepedic or something. Another nap after getting back from work. I think I'll have to make sure not to do anything tomorrow but stay up.

And I had this dream that I had my old boss and some project was messed up. Almost like reality just with the old boss. And I don't think its a good sign when you're dreaming during a nap.

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I had this dream about an old ex-girlfriend. It seems like we got back together but were keeping it a secret from folks. Well, we were hiding in a giant crate avoiding some of my family members and I got out once the coast was clear. I went and talked with whoever it was and came back. I opened the crate to see that she's been turned into an old-school tube of medicine. For some reason I don't find that odd at all and I try to resuscitate her. Unfortunately, I woke up before finding out if I could bring her back.

Now that's just weird.

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I've watched a couple episodes of 24 and need to stop. I just got up from a series of the most apocalyptical dreams you could imagine (or so my lawsuit will say): From the sight of numerous missiles flying through the air to getting my brother and mother to gather up supplies to my parents' condo collapsing into the ocean. I guess Jack Bauer won't be saving me. Why Jack, why?

Only I could somehow ruin eight hours of sleep.

Labels: dreams, television

Last night was not even close to a quiet start to the weekend. After meeting up with neolefty and incognegro at the airport (where they got a start on me with some 420s), we headed to this bar called The Highlander before dropping our bags at host's place. Then the trouble started with a dream come true, the place where strippers come to die: the Clermont Lounge. I've heard about this place for years but always missed it on my trips here. We started off with a round of beers (incognegro drinking canned beer is a sight) before deciding to order two at a time. This place lived up to its name on appearance alone: located in the dilapidated basement of the Clermont Motor Hotel. Well, there were the strippers that shouldn't have been allowed out of their local alley let alone a strip club. I mean, I envied the blind guy across from me. Well, he was with his mother so maybe not (and I don't even want to mention what the mother was doing during her lap dance). I mean you couldn't blame the guy who yacked and was basically carried out. But it is all a sideshow and after thought when Blondie showed up. The legendary Blondie who uses her cans to crush cans and beat the hell out of stupid frat boys with said cans (well, maybe she beats up people other than frat boys with her cans). She came out of nowhere and the amusement was made only more so by the six or seven beers. She beat the fuck out of that poor frat boy, but she conveniently has a strict "no touch" policy so he was able to pull the trigger and get out of there after a few rounds with this legend. Just a crazy night. You know it's a memorable evening when you walk out with fifteen packs of free cigarettes and it's barely worth mentioning. And then it was back to the pad where we thought it a good idea to start back with the drinking before eventually passing out.

Well, tonight we're classing it up with a Jazz at the High. Jazz music at the High Museum of Art with a bunch of incognegro's friends. We got about six hours to get ready.

But I got to pass back out.

Labels: dreams, neolefty

So I had this dream that this worthless manager at one of my former companies sent out an email. The email was a parking ticket that she had scanned in and marked up for this guy Wayne. Wayne had parked in the wrong area or something and got a company ticket. It was a typical petty thing that I could definitely see that bitch having done.

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The weird dreams continue: I'm staring at my foot. It is blue and cracked, almost as if it a cast but it isn't.

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I had this dream that I was waiting for a train and my dog was running around without a collar while I talked to the daughter of Cheryl Ladd (of Charlie's Angels fame). Funny thing is I didn't even know she had a daughter. So we're waiting for a train to arrive in a very hilly area, the dog's running around when the train arrives. The dog continues to run up and down the aisle of this packed train while me and her talk. Apparently I had met someone who told me was her sister earlier, but that person was lying. Oh, and the dog had a leash previously but he got away from it. And nobody complained about the dog running amock.

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I had this dream that Yo! and I were sitting in some lawn chairs on a side street off of 6th in Austin. Were talking about a party that I had the night before and how several people hadn't shown up. Right about that time people start coming up to my place (yep, the house was off 6th). We go into the house and several people that I've worked with since I've moved to the atx. My place is a very cavernous building, more like a giant studio than a house. It happens to be Sunday and my mom is also there cooking up some food. I make some pseudo grand welcome gesture to all of the guest and start to give out a tour. My backyard is like a Japanese rock garden and the guests go through big glass double doors while I go through one on the right. By this time it has started to lightly rain, but I plan the people have started on their own through the backyard. I run down one of the rock paths and grab my deck shoes (which are in one of the streams) before meeting up with somebody towards the back of the garden. Apparently that's where the race track is. Pretty good race track because you could do those little mini ones (which were being raced) or real cars. Well, that makes sense since Yo! is there. And that's pretty much that. I'd imagine I can get myself committed with that one.

Labels: dreams, yo

I know I've been shopping too much if I'm having dreams about going to Crate & Barrell and having personal shoppers there recommended things for me. And it started off with me at the Gap spending tons of money. Old Navy I could understand, but the Gap?

disclaimer: I know the Gap and Old Navy are owned by the same company, but I still don't like the Gap. And this is way before Sarah Jessica Parker (aka Dee Snider) became their spokesman.

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Not only did I not get to sleep until past two, but now I'm up before 8. I'm starving, but I still feel like shit from all the drinking from my old boss being in town.

And there was this really whacked out dream. I'm seeing John Travolta and Jason Alexander in some HBO-type show. Travolta is a former heroin user who's getting randomly tested for drugs by his employer. Or so I get from flashbacks. And then there's this scene of those two on the laying on the top of the car where the both seem really tiny. Alexander is using a cane to crawl along the windshield. He breaks the winshield and apologizes. Then there's a shot through Travolota's eyes where he sees a man and a woman vomiting then a fade into a shot of those same two people being hung from their arms facing each other. And that's pretty much it on that fucked up dream.

I need to dry out. And I have a long week ahead of me where I think I'll be needing to work quite a bit.

And to make matters worse, I have that old Nick Lowe song, "Cruel to be Kind" in my head.

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I had this dream that I don't remember except it ending with somebody knocking really loudly at my door. This caused me to wake up at 7:08 am. Not a bad thing when I'm getting used to waking up early. And I have to head over to Bubba's to help with his battery.

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The site was down for at least twelve hours yesterday. I can't complain too much about the hosting company as this is the first problem I've ever had. Let's just hope it's not a precursor of things to come.

And I had this dream last night that I found a bunch of t-shirts and had to find a place to fit them all.

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I had this dream last night that I was in on "Amazing Race" type show and I was rushing to a car to head to the next checkpoint.  But I made sure to pick beer out of the fridge before jumping into the car.

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I had this crazy dream that I was in a car washing contest. A big group of people who seemed to be from my elementary school or high school. My team lost by several cars. And then there was another one where I was with Fat Boy's boss and actually getting along.

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OK, I may have had the weirdest dream of all time. Me and Chilly were building rail track right next to each other. And I was doing this but was running late for a flight. My luggage? Well, that was a big, flat rock that had a spider in it. Almost like it was a spider fossil.

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I had this wacky dream about being at a John Kerry rally with a ton of celebrities at it. I recall Jason Alexander being there, but the real weird part was this punk kid telling me how important voicing one's opinions was to the American political process. All I wanted to do was string the kid up, but I was controlling myself (even a considerate guy in my dreams).

Then there was a another about watching a Charlie's Angels movie. Seerwah was there watching it with me telling some sort of joke that shockingly made no sense. Maybe it was a plot summary.

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I had this dream about a big piece of cake.

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I had another wacked out dream last night. Unfortunately, I remembered it when I woke up but forgot it before hitting the shower (actually, I think the shower hit me). I need to bust out the notebook to capture my delusions, I mean dreams.

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The second night of weird dreams. This time I'm looking at my Outlook Calendar and I have two different meetings: one with some Bishops and another with a group of Cardinals. An hour with each to discuss their website. Catholic websites by The Purveyor.

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So I have this dream last night that I wake up in a strange apartment. I go to the bathroom and it's trashed; ceiling tiles, light torn down, holes in the walls. I find my way out of the place and get home. I turn on the TV to see the complex I left being featured. The news reports dozens of murders there. I call up JMVC (he's even omnipresent in my dreams!) and he's gone through the same thing. We discuss turning myself in to authorities to eliminate ourselves from suspicion. Further listening to the news reports indicates nobody else has survived. So I'm thinking I'm feeling pretty lucky. For a punk kid.

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I had this crazy dream about me running with a group of people, all dressed relatively casual (I was wearing dress shoes and corduroys). The race is some sort of relay between several schools laid out sort of like the countries in EPCOT's World Showcase. Right before the race starts, I notice my shoe laces are untied. I bend down to tie them and they are really, really long. So long that I have to tuck the extra lace into one of my shoes (they other shoe's laces seem the same size). And when I'm done tying my shoes, everyone's already started the race. That doesn't seem to fair.

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First day sleeping in my own bed went pretty well. My alarm woke me up from a dead sleep and a dream with the "A Garota de Ipanema" playing. I guess going to bed at 11:30 pm and waking up at 8:30 am helps that out.

First day at work went pretty well. It seems like the project I'm working on did not fall apart in my absence. I don't know how I feel about that.

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I keep having dreams that I'm driving trying to put on my seat belt. I hear Harrison Ford was doing that and got into an accident and that is how he got that scar on his chin. I could only be so lucky.

Well, the first night of the television was a tremendous success. ESPN broadcast the Sunday night game in HD so the household sat in wonder at the beauty of high-definition. Vlad busted out the two LOTR movies to check out on our viewing wonder. I may not be able to go out for the next few months, but at least I'll have a cool tv to check out.

And Vlad's joined Chilly and me in talking for significant amounts of time about nothing. We saw a commercial on tv and managed to rapidly discuss and dissect Jerry Hall, Jeri Ryan, and Geri Halliwell without anyone real breaks for breathing. I had hoped to keep Vlad from that. Poor kid.

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I had this weird dream real early into my sleep. I went to bed around 12:30 and didn't feel that tired, but I feel into a deep sleep and had this dream about my teeth falling out. It was almost as if I had gotten into a fight but somebody (BS?) told me that was not the case and it was happening naturally. And I even seemed younger in the dream. Man, I need to get back on the booze. I never had these problems after my nights of excessive drinking. Feeling like shit in the morning, yes; weird dreams, no.

At least I woke up early enough to go for a run. That felt horrible but I made up for it by hitting Austin Taco and Deli for a couple breakfast tacos. Great place. Apparently they've got a gyro special today. I'll have a tough time resisting going down there for lunch. Getting up early did get me into the office pretty early.

And from the strange items found file, I found an unused credit card under my car visor. Probably not the best place for that.

Well, time to get back to work. Lots to do today.

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Well, 2 1/2 months of not getting a full night's sleep may be done. Came home last night from The Hideout, passed out around midnight, and didn't wake up until 9:10 am. Hallelujah! Saints be praised. I woke up and nearly killed myself getting out the door and to the office. It's a late arrival when Bubba's in the office before me. Fortunately I'm getting used to nobody noticing if I'm not around.

As for Thursday, I woke up to this strange dream. In Florida, I was accustomed to hitting the grocery store and weighing myself (and not on those baskets for the fruit and vegetables). This chain down there has scales when you walk in). Well, I haven't been able to do that since I've moved to Austin. JMVC had a scale at his place but I couldn't figure it out the night I was over there for cards. So this dream had me finding a scale. I was with somebody though I can't recall whom. I get on the scale and I weight 99 lbs. And the guy I'm with is like "That's pretty good, what did you weigh before?" And that's all I remember.

The workday was typical calamity. I spent the day doing my testing just to go to our weekly meeting. There I find out that things are pretty much screwed up and no constructive testing can be done until tomorrow. Assuming the teller, WJ, of this information is joking, I say, "Well, I guess I'll go get that eye exam I've been putting off." WJ agrees that would be a good idea. Realizing I had already wasted my morning, I was off to get my eye's checked out. The optometrist's assistant was a Seminole and they both recommended some place in Pflugerville that has Hungarian food (the European Bistro for those interested). I'm always down with that. And my prescription has changed so slightly that I don't need new glasses. Those savings will directly translate to earnings for my liver.

A few hours killed and then Chilly and me hit The Hideout. One of the executives at our company gave up the daily grind of business and took an improv class. The eighteen-week class culminated in their "graduation" last night. It had its funny moments. We ran into some other former colleagues and one of Chilly's current bosses. Current boss said they hadn't forgot about me and was hoping to bring me on when they had some bigger projects. I immediately dropped to the floor and grasped his ankle and begged him mercilessly, "Please! For the love of Christ get me out of there!" That's my version of improv.

The links page got put off again. I looked for the page I wanted to emulate while at work but I couldn't find it. Oh well, something from scratch then.

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