Showing posts with label wtf. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wtf. Show all posts

Friday, April 24, 2009

A bit of a lot

First one I remember, I'm part of a family (not mine. The Simpsons, I believe) getting ready for a trip, when this guy that looks and talks like a mixture of Charles Manson and Alan Moore comes in and started harassing us.

Then It jumped to being in a car (with different people) and we were driving around. We passed by a KFC, and I made a joke about black people liking fried chicken.

Then it jumped to some Star Trek convention. Apparently we were all there (I was dressed as Kirk) to see a free screening of the new movie. Some guy explained the general plot, then began to teach us some of the Vulcan sign language.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Save the babies!

Can't remember much of it.

I do remember though that it had something to do with me trying to save a bunch of babies from some evil cats, before they could either eat them, or sell them off into slavery.

???

Punching Things is Fun

(Late Post)

Took place in some kind of lab or hospital to begin with. Was running around making deals and talking to people, and occasionally punching people in the face or punching computers. Then I walked through a door into a butcher shop, where I punched more things I think, then ran away from some people. (zombies)?

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Weirdest Hike Ever

It started with me hiking along some trail that felt like it was in NorCal. I was heading downhill, and I eventually came into a clearing, after passing by what looked like an Old Timey Wild West town. I ran up a hill with a bunch of planter boxes, which I lightly ran over the tops of like a ninja.

Then I saw a big black duck sliding itself along the ground on its belly with its legs bent funny. As it went along, it left a big black line of paint behind it, as it went towards another Wild West style town. Somehow I recognized this as an excellent way to get movie scripts, then started running back the way I came, passing by old people hiking, until I started getting dehydrated. I then woke up.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

???

I've forgotten some of this because I'm writing this down late, but I could hardly remember it all when I first woke up.

There was a lot of driving down the highway, sometimes on the wrong side of the street. I got to a convention hall, where I met up with my old high school choir, then my old Boy Scout troop and signed up with the Army from the 1920s. There were doughnuts and coffee involved somehow, and I was flirting with everyone.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Macbeth Continued

Went back to bed, and had another dream.

This one involved Macbeth again, but this time I think I was actually Macbeth. Most of it involved playing Street Fighter (some newer version. IV I think) for my life. I was Chun-Li, and the other guy (Macduff I'm guessing) was Zangief. We played very well and went down to the final seconds of the final round. I eventually lost, and my head was chopped off. Instead of blood and guts and whatnot, my head was revealed to be a giant head-shaped Cadbury Egg, which Lady Macbeth (played by my girlfriend), proceeded to carry around in her arms along what looked like The Great Wall of China

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Lady Macbeth?

A weird start to the blog:

Started out with some random ones I can't quite remember. From what I can recall, it seemed to be some movie or video game based ones. I think I remember Resident Evil, something like Ferris Bueller's Day Off, and the diving competition sequence from Back To School, though I didn't get to do the Triple Lindy. There was also a sequence where I ran through a blue lit locker room where there were no real toilets, only drains, and shower heads were coming out of the lockers. Also, everything was covered in soap scum.

The main one was weird. I watched it from a third-person perspective, as if I was watching a play. My "character" reminded me of Lady Macbeth. Can't really explain why other than she/I was scheming something. Ha ha. Anyway, it ended with my twin and her son catching me, then putting me in an interesting guillotine contraption. They drew four cards, and it looked like depending on what the cards were, that determined at what angle they sliced my head off. I drew two aces, a square and a cone. I woke up before the blade dropped. Didn't wake up completely scared, but instead, a bit confused.

If anyone else is reading this, welcome.