more dreams

When I have dreams, I usually have them for a few nights in a row.

Last night I had a dream that I was dating a beautiful Hispanic girl. She wore a necklace with shells on it, a flower in her hair, and long flowing skirts with lots of embroidery. She had long dark hair and bronze skin. She was very pretty. While we were together at a musical event, I met a cute redhead with serious green eyes (thinking back, I guess that’s kind of christmassy. It didn’t seem that way in the dream). I asked the redhead out on a date DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF THE HISPANIC GIRL. Was it crass? yes. in fact the Hispanic girl started crying a little bit. But really? I had saved her family from a car stuck in quicksand earlier in the dream (I pulled it out of there like a champ), so she shouldn’t have been too upset with me.
It was kind of like this
Unfortunately she had some friends who did not like the fact that I had been so insensitive and they came after me with knives. Then the dream went from romance into action and there was hiding, knife throwing, and fast action kung fu.

Overall, it was a pretty awesome dream. Though I do feel kinda bad about getting the number of that redhead.

9 thoughts on “more dreams

  • 1/10/2006 at 9:00 am
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    2 questions.
    1: How can you eat drinking water?

    2: How is the Knife throwing going?

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  • 1/10/2006 at 12:24 pm
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    1) Were her friends ninjas?

    2) Are you an Impressionist painter?

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  • 1/10/2006 at 12:35 pm
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    1. Eat in the consume sense of the word. Drinking water in the noun sense of the phrase.

    2. The throwing part is easy, it’s the sticking part that’s tough.

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  • 1/10/2006 at 12:36 pm
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    1. not so much ninjas. more like big brothers.

    2. hmm. impressionist MSpainting? it could work.

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  • 1/10/2006 at 1:38 pm
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    So, I won’t have you an MSPainting, I’m afraid. Unless you extend the deadline to like midnight Friday night, which case I can probably squeak it.
    Last night, I had a dream that I was the prettiest ballerina at the ball, and then I made out with Jesse. I don’t know how you switched them, but I want my dreams back, Mike! Son of a beech.

    Speaking of women, Ray said that Houston had the prettiest women in the world. I’m sad to report that none of them work at this tube mill. Too bad, I LOVE redheads (http://www.richardaburton.dabsol.co.uk/images/ga/012.jpg), and hispanic women.(http://www.theworldjournal.com/special/supermodels/PenelopeCruz/1.jpg)

    I mean, seriously. Crass is my middle name.

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  • 1/10/2006 at 11:05 pm
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    Mike D, you have such a great imagination! We all know the real Mide D could never get some readheads number. Let alone a hispanic girlfriend. The rest of the story I believe though, remember that time you pulled out your kung fu moves when we were stuck on that mountain in Halstatt, Austria? That was bitchin.

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  • 1/11/2006 at 7:38 am
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    is this THE jb? The one who hits on High School science fair ladies?

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  • 1/11/2006 at 8:08 am
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    Wow Kurt, that sure sounds like JB.

    JB and I rocked europe in the spring of 2002. We came very close to death and dismemberment on numerous occasions while in the Salt Mines, the Halstatt mountains, the Cinque Terre trails, and the Italian Railways.

    JB, you need to return to New England. we will have bigger and better adventures.

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