Ahhhhhhh I be happy..... but I'm retarded.

The Suicide Girls show was tonight in Seattle. The show totally kicked ass. I definitly thought it was better than last year's. But god damn was I retarded. I need to start out with a rant and just get it the hell outta the way first though.

God damn am I a retard. Ok so I'm standing around in the crowd and the first couple bands have finished playing and they're finishing clearing the band crap off the stage and this really cute little blonde girl moves up behind me in the crowd and the crowd has everyone pressed pretty tight but she's pretty much up against my back, then this little girl trailing her guy behind try to cut in the crowd up to the front and everyone pretty much stone walls them so they cant pass up. He complains that he just isnt cute enough to get to move up any so I turn around to make some friendly conversation to the effect of nope fraid not (cause after all for a once a year SG show fuck anyone trying to get between me and the stage) and I really notice her for the first time, and she just grabs my shoulder, digs in with her fingers and hops up a bit and so I go 'You're cute enough though' and she flashes me a big bright smile. Like another half minute of banter and scruffy little punk guy behind next to her strikes up conversation with her, but all the while she's mostly leaning on me and is half grabbing my ass and what do I do....... I let numbnuts finish crashing and burning before trying to really talk to her. I had like a couple little comments I chimed in on, but didnt even try to assert myself any and then the show started. They did their opening bit with all the girls and I screamed at em as they went off stage 'dont leave me!' and I know I heard her laugh at that one and then a couple more numbers went by and she vanished into the crowd without a trace. I never got her name or anything. She admitted how she came to the show on her own and had been looking forward to it for months while she was talking to numb nuts, and how perfect would that have been? Was she grabbing numb nut's ass? I think not, she was grabbing mine! Now admitedly she was pretty well on her way to being drunk already, but did I even start anything substantial? I think not. god what a retard. I was as cute as I'm ever gonna get in life there and did I take advantage no! I was cleaned up, well shaved, hair back with like 4 inches of braid, wearing my good japanese demon shirt.... it was dark! and she'd already had drinks! god damn! I mean she prolly didnt even notice I was ugly and I'd have had a good chance to charm her before she knew any better! I was a retard though and was waiting for numb nuts to crash and burn and for the show to finish up and then I was gonna start talking to her again..... but she poofed before I got around to it. Wanna know why i dont have a freaking girlfriend? that's why!! freaking missed opportunities and me not trying to make any new ones. I hung out slightly as the show let out and didnt see her any and went on my way. Poor retarded me. Can I have a god damn?! and girls need to stay like freaking stationary or something so a guy can go flirt with them. If I cant find you I cant freaking flirt with you now can I?

*sigh* ok onto the actual show stuff.

So there was no Tsu Shi Ma Mi Rae opening for them..... I dunno what happend with that but i was freaking bummed. I was really looking forward to seeing them play again. They actually had 2 opening acts though. The first one was really kinda funny watching. It was a little gay techno 80's synth pop band. Now I dont mean gay in the derogatory fashion, cause I dont think saying something is gay makes any freaking sense or is bad in any fashion...... but I mean the band was litterally gay synth pop band. The lead singer was obviously going for teh slightly spikey pretty boy thing with the ultra short dark beard and sides of his head shaved but wearing eye shadow and spikey little hair. He actually had a nice voice too btw. His two other band mates were basically nerds trying to fit in on stage. They both had huge synthesizers and apple i books up there they were playing on and making little minor adjustments along the way, but they werent really playing much. One point they all backed up and did a little singing thingie off the main singers microphone and the music just kept on playing and switched into the next part of the song on its own before they made it back to the keyboards. The funniest part though was they were singing one fo their songs about 'boys to the left of them, boys to the right of them, boys in the center' and this little cluster of guys in the front row were all turning to each other and I could see one fo them ask '.... are these guys gay or something?' LOL. They werent really sure if they should clap anymore for them or not.

OMG the second opening act Rocket. .... Holy shitballs, that girl on lead guitar.... I wanna bear her children. I will walk through the fires of hell and try to carry her a glass of icewater. I would kill cute puppies for her if she asked me. That girl playing guitar was the sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life. I saw her walking around before the show and I thought she was hot, but omg, when she started playing she just turned into an all powerfull god of allure and strength. I aint talking puppy love Im talking I'd kill puppies for her on demand... although she'd prolly have to be playing guitar all the time to carry that much power. If she asked me without it I'd have second thoughts and try to talk her out of it first I think..... oh yeah the music was good too. Nice straight up rock and roll with some punk rock riffs thrown in.

Onto the girls though and the real point of the show. Hot naked chicks .... oh yeah, and it was also funny cause for the opening acts like 2 people got caught with cameras and either got booted or had their cameras confiscated. I thought it was kinda funny, although the right call in my book, that one guy just let them keep his camera so he could stay instead of getting booted out so he could keep it instead, like the other girl who got the boot.

It was awesome when all the girls came out though in the opening act and did a nice syncrhonized dance number, all of them in their black and pink SG shirt of choice with short black sg panties on. Nixon had strategically cut the back of her shirt off and had it held together by a half dozen safety pins and had it cut short enough to see the undersides of her breasts. They all did their thing and the crowd roared with approval. Reagan stayed out and left her top on while she went over the rules (no cameras and no touching the girls) and then we eventually got to see her boobs after the crowd roared to her strict approval and the show began for reals. Nixon came out and did her User Friendly routine she did last year ago, still very nice and damn glad she did. Most of the new girls on the tour this year all did bits together and had much more organized routines which was really nice. I always had hte impression last year that sometimes they just filled in the gaps with shaking their chest or ass a little more till they were ready for the next part or till it was time to move off. Reagan came out and did her napoleon dynamite dance routine too.... omg it was the fucking cutest striptease I've ever seen. Freaking awesome . I was kinda bummed we didnt get the harsh schoolmistress/dog leashes for naughty schoolgirl routine they did on the DVD and last year with Reagan/Odette/Fanny. That was the hottest act last year... but overall still a much better show and I was very happy when I left..... although pissed at myself for being a retard.

My Dream started out with me in a junkyard with a half dozen other people surrounding a dragon egg. The leader went over wit an axe and started chopping into the egg to crack it open. Within a couple swings he had sliced open the top part and we had our prize. Baby dragon scales fetched a great price. While the crew started the 'harvest' and cleanup I couldnt help but feel sad for the dragons. For as long as I could remember we'd been hunting and killing any dragon spawns we could find as soon as we found them without any second thoughts about it. When I asked our commander about what he thought would happen to the dragons if we kept killing their young at the rate we have been his response was that they always seem to keep popping back up. I didnt really have the heart to keep hunting them like that. On the drive out from there I was just on my own again and I found myself driving through a windy mountain road and off to my right was a dense cloud forest and I could see a mature copper colored drake flying down below, weaving through the trees as he went so I could only catch glimmers of copper here, and a snaking tail here as it went. I needed to convince myself that my previous actions hadnt doomed the dragons to extinction so I decided to try my hand at studying dragons instead of killing them. I tried to drive after the dragon as best as the road could allow, but that did not allow me to follow them at all really and after only a moment or two he was lost back in the forest again. From there the dream put me in a labratory. The room itself was quite long and in the center of the floor were long glass terrariums packed tight with small forest greenery. In the cases were my test subjects, the dwarf variety of dragons. Hanging in amongst the shrubberies and plants were small dragons the size of humming birds, and very small tree frogs as well, again of approximately the same size. I wasnt sure exactly what the frogs were in there for, but the frogs were needed by the miniature dragons in some way and that was part of why I was studying them. I needed to unlock some part of their mystery if I was going to save them.

From there the dream took a wicked skew. I left the lab door and walked out on the main deck of a ferry on a cool autumn day. I looked out over the water and could see the most spectacular set of islands with dense fir trees and sharp slate gray rocks, and there was a mountain view directly in front of where the ferry was turned currently that just took my breath away. There wasnt a railing on the deck though and I was so distracted by the view I had nearly walked right off the edge. Just as I was relieved I hadnt just gone right over, I looked over to make sure my mom and sister were still safe on deck as well. Then I heard a splash just behind me and 2 people had gone overboard, at the same spot I had been standing a few seconds before. A couple seconds after that I heard another pair of splashes and my mom and sister had dove into the water as well to try to rescue the first pair of people. I started to panic thinking the water must be freezing and they wouldnt have any time to be rescued or they'd freeze to death. I yelled man overboard and started to reach my hand out to the water, but when I brushed the top of the water it was extremely warm. I stopped worrying about the water temp and now was just about trying to get the gigantic ferry to stop moving so I could fetch my family back out. I remembered seeing them floating out a bit from the side of the ship, but that was when the dream unraveled completely.

The Great Nipple Lament

Ohhh where have all the pretty pierced nipples gone? Ooooo how they were once so common they have become again a rare treat. Fierce and fiery, taunting for a tug. Ohhhh how I miss thee. Newer girls be graceful and exotic, sure, but fierce and scary is hard to beat. What says sexual power and defiance like a little loop of steel through a hard nerve rich nipple? Few things in my book, and my book is the only one that counts! It seems they're very 6 months ago, but I dont wanna let go.

I have decided here and now, that I shall comission myself to fashion a great poem of thunderous power in praise of the all powerful pierced nipple and see if my call of glory shall somehow unlock the latent desires of this self imprisoned..... thing.

/rubbing his hands together evily

Yes.... yes this self described non-pierced barely tattooed in between creepy old man and stylish youth shall be a perfect person to craft this declaration. yes.... yes it will be pretty. It will have many words, some of which may even rhyme. Hmmmmm now I must find something that rhymes with pierced.

And this is a test to see if I've figured out how to add pictures into my posts or not. But either way, go check out my pictures area and you'll see a couple other pics of my currently blooming orchid and can see my couple decent house pics.

My Oncidium sharry baby is one of my favorite varieties of orchids, and was actually the one that got me started growing orchids in the first place. They have a powerfull fragrance of vanilla with a hint of semi chocolate. Always a sure way to wow people who've never smelt one before. If you look at the pic of the whole plant I've got, you can see I've got another spike coming in as well so it should start blooming again in another month and a half or so. The blooms I took a picture of here are in their downward slope right now, because I'm a lazy bastard. BUT they did last like 3 weeks or so for me. Not bad at all still . AND today I found my other sharry baby plant with spike. That'll be the first time I got that particular plant to bloom for me, except for when I bought it. But its an alba variety so the blooms instead of being the deep red will be cream colored with the red lips. After all, I had to have one of each right? Yeah I thought so. If i'm lucky though I'll be able to have em both blooming at the same time. Two spikes off large plants might be enough to give the whole room a light fragrance.... but Im not counting on it yet. Time will tell.

My dream started out with me waking up in my living room very early in the morning and taking a peek out my front windows to see one of the most gorgeous sunrises with deep crimson clouds and bursts of molten gold where the sun was burning through. After about twenty seconds starting at it I decided to go grab my camera and record it properly for posterity, since god knows Im never up early enough to see sunrises. After I grabbed it and walked out the front door though I reallized there were too many buildings and tress in the way for me to really get a good shot at the sky. I mostly turned around and was switching back and forth from looking at my house (which was actually a much larger victorian style house in my dream, than my little baby turn of the century house it really is) trying to figure out where I could climb up to get a respectable view. while I was still debating what to do a girl with dark short cropped hair carrying her own camera was walking down the sidewalk in front of me making little adjustments as she went with it. She turned her head up to look at me and said 'So looks like you're doing the same thing as me huh? Just cant seem to find a spot around here I can get a good shot of it.' That pretty much settled it for me and I offered to let her come in my house and we could go climb up to my little balcony on the house (which aint on my real one) and we'd have our best chance at a shot from there, although it was kinda towards the wrong end of the house near one of the larger trees on the property. So she agreed right away and we started walking around the side of my house (since the front door I walked out of a minute before apparently wasnt there anymore) and I started looking at my house again and saw another balcony closer to the front of the house was there I never remembered going out on, and I realized it was from the front part of the property I didnt own, it was where the main officers were. My house at that point turned into like a 20 unit converted victorian house and I only owned one part of it. As we walked around and started to go up the stairs on the side we saw the house was semi-villa like with the entrances to the different units in the heart of the building, but it was basically a twisted tangle of stairs and little metal pipe fireplaces and street address letters, all with wildly different numbers. At that point I just drew a complete blank about how to get to my house and had to admit to the hottie with me that I had taken some kind of wrong turn cause I had no idea how to get there. At that point someone walking up the stairs to the their own unit and saw us and offered 'well we've been letting people in all morning for the sunrise. Come on in if you wanna.' The hottie and I looked at each other and shrugged at each other in agreement and went in, not wanting to lose the light. We walked in through her front door, which was a glass sliding door and had to push the blinds out of the way as we went. A couple steps put us on the back side of the house opposite where we were on the street, but it was ok cause the sunrise was on the other side of the sky now. the sunrise still had some fire in it, but it wasnt nearly as good as it was at first. The owner wasnt kidding when he said he'd been letting other people come in and take pictures of the sunrise. there were approx 10 other people there milling on his deck taking pictures or sipping coffee. I snapped a couple quick ones and then started making adjustments to my camera to try to speed up the shutter speed to the max so I could try to take some pictures with the sun directly in it without burning the camera out. For the too many-ieth time this dream I didnt know what I was doing apparently and couldnt find the shutter speed option. The girl told me she had finished taking her pictures and seemed mostly satisfied. I finally found it and turned around to get a really good look at the environment I was in and realized she had an open air steel refinery in her back yard, with no fences between the house and the factory. It was a huge sprawling complex taking up a couple city blocks worth of land. Not 50 feet from her deck a large bowl swung over another container and started pouring out a man thick streamer of molten metal, belching little sparks and droplets of steel as it fell. Perfectly happy with my consolation prize of being able to take pics of molten steel I start snatching up different pictures of the facility and the steel being poured at a few locations within my line of sight. Something caught my eye though just in front of the deck here. There was a shallow hollow there where they had a pool of molten metal and I saw the head of this huge cat, the size of a cougar, pop up and he had pushed something over with his head to roll it away from where the metal was. I realized the cat had jumped in by the motal pool to save something. Standing up and walking toward us with shaking legs it was awe inspiring. The cat had a glob of glowing gold steel hanging from his wisker and his right hind leg was plastered in it as well. Ultra small droplets hung off its fur coat. I started taking pictures of its struggling few steps, my only concern trying to record its miraculous act. After walking about 5 or 6 feet its legs gave and it roared at us in defiance, not pain, trying to point us to what it had saved. We looked down and next to the deck curled up into a ball was this little girl that couldnt have been more than 6. she was unconscious with some of her face burned and the side of her body where she had fallen. The cat had curled itself up into a ball with its skin peeling off and was shuddering uncontrolably, but still never crying in complaint or pain for itself. People rushed down to start to tend to both of them and I was just overwhelmed by the sacrifice and the pain of them I started crying helplessly. Through the tears I shouted as best I could, someone call and ambulance!

Ok I just got back from my first live fight here in Everett. Yeah it kicked some ass. 15 fights in one night. They did not mess around. The first fight was a heavy weight kick boxing match and the one guy looked like he had just left his bowl of ice cream and the other guy looked like he was carved from marble. The first guy looked scared as hell and basically gave up and surrendered as soon as he had an opportunity. The rest of the fights were all really good. Everyone fought there asses off. There were 3 kick boxing matches and all the rest were pankration matches. One of the kick boxing matches was probably the fight of the night with both being a super light weight 135lb division and they both just went off going back and forth non stop action. One fighter did get caught a couple times with low kicks to the groin and we had to have a long break while he recovered, but they both fought just as fiercely afterwards. The fight ended up with a title match for the local Ax Fighting 155lb division and it was a pretty lopsided match. both fighters were 9-3 coming into it but the good guy won the fight (cause he trains at the school my roomate trains at) and in dominant fashion. the end of the first round the fight should have been over, the champ had the challengers back and had him stretched out full on his belly and was just raining down punches to the side of his head for 20 seconds unanswered. The time ran out and he got a second chance in round 2, but after another minute and a half of viscious action they ended up in the same place and the ref called it pretty quick after that. The only problem with the fights tonight was I totally spaced on the idea of me actually taking tomorrow off to let my voice recover. I screamed my ass off and now my voice is all raw. I still might need to burn some sick time tomorrow if talkign is too messed up. Also because I forgot to save tomorrow off I didnt get a chance to go hang out with the fighters at the local bar for the after party. No way in hell I'd be fit for work if I went to a bar by 1130 and had another few drinks and rolled back into home around 1 or 130. Nice thing is it would have been all still within walking range of my house, but alas I was a dumbass and missed my opportunity. Next time it'll be better.

MY FACE!! IT BURNS..... OHHH IT BURNS SOOOOOO *Insert melodramatic screaming and agonized writhing here* I got myself burned pretty good from the shoulders up at Warped Tour yesterday. Got myself a baby blister on the tip of my nose too for my efforts. Gotta say its damned annoying to wake up every half hour through the night cause you feel your blister goo dripping off and having to wipe it off with a kleenix. The show was pretty good though. In general I'd say there was a lot more of the angry punk vibe there this year than in years past, especially for the main stage. Not necessarily the worst thing in the world, but when its 85 degrees and you're standing over pavement in full sun you dont exactly want to go dive into the pit every other song. I felt like kinda a wussy since I only went in like 5 circle pits all day, from only 3 bands, but I'm getting old an dehydrated from all that sun. I was kinda annoyed that Less than Jake played so early today, I didnt arrive till they were half way through their first set like an hour after the gates opened. They should be further up the food chain than that, not that warped tour really puts much ryhme or reason behind their line up order. Helmet sounded really good (although I was still surprised when I realized it was helmet playing at a punk show), the Living End was great as always. That was like the 4th time I've seen them live. NOFX was better than I remembered. I didnt really remember being super impressed with them, but they had a fun live show and that always helps too. I found a new band that sounded great at the B stage, Biology. Unfortunatley I'm too poor to afford buying music since in the last 3 months I've paid 8k to get my windows replaced, 3k of which is still sitting on my credit card, paid 380 for plane tickets to visit my sister in new york this september, about 400 to get my floors sanded and refinished, 25 for a local mma fight that's going on in a few weeks, about 75 for warped tour, after surcharges, gas and food, and gonna be another 90 or so for the Tool show I'm gonna be going to next month. I'm pretty much tapped out cash wise. Too bad they're pay only off Napster or I'd give em a try.

Since I'm updating my SG journal I figure I should throw in my dream fragment I had. I was on a tropical island on the beach with a group of maybe 5 other people and we were trying to figure out a way to get off the island. There was actually a small 2 person sized sail boat hanging out about 40 feet into the water, but I was a crappy swimmer and didnt know jack about sailing so instead I decided to go deeper into the island and check out their main building there. I started to walk up a fairly steep stair case made out of sand, and once I reached the top of the stairs there was kinda a ghetto booby trap that made the staircase's sand just collapse in, but only for the space of like 3 steps, like it was sliced cleanly by a knife to just leave a 3 step gap just big enough to give a rough time to try to go up or get back down again. I had the bright idea to kick the current step's sand down and make a little pile of sand that might cushion a jump and make a mound big enough for me to climb up the rest of the way and rejoin everyone else. The pile I made was decidedly too small though and now I had a bigger gap I needed to jump over to get back out, so I gave up on the beach people and started back into the building. Once I was inside it was like a large victorian house with several glass chandeliers and a lot of glass cases along the walls. A couple large dark wood tables were in the center of the room as well giving the entire place an extremely cramped feeling. There were about 4 or 5 other people there as well, I remember the women wearing period dresses with the huge skirts and corsets and I know a couple of them present were men but I didnt note anything of them I can remember. Then a large rumbling shook the entire building and sent all the chandeliers swinging and the glass cases shook and shuddered for several seconds. The rest of the group was rattled and started talking about the earthquake, but I knew it was something else more dangerous that had shaken the house and I needed to find a way to get out. I tried to tell them we needed to leave and wanted to tell them it wasnt an earthquake, but I had no way to put my thoughts into words. A few quick words were exchanged with the others but they were settling down again and content to stay so I gave up and again started to try to find a way out and then it unraveled on me.

My lazy bastardness had been reaching new highs but I finally had a dream again worthy of writing down.

I had started my way up a series of broad flat gravel steps with wood planks set to seperat the levels. I was pushing up an empty wheel barrow with me. As I ran up the steps the higher I got the warmer I was becoming and I was passing a couple other men walking back down the stairs with towels strung around their necks. I knew I was walking up on my way to a roman bath and was on my way to the outter heat chamber. When I got to the top of the stairs I just pushed the wheel barrow off to the side and went through the arched doorway leading into the bath. The outter chamber was just a small 5 X 5 area with very little decoration and I just took a quick glance at the chamber as I passed through into the main bath. By the time I stepped into the main bath chamber I was naked, although I never paused on the way in to undress. The bath chamber itself was a true full sized roman bath. A huge vaulted ceiling peaked nearly 40 or 50 feet above me, and the bath was approx 15 X 40 area that stretched out to the left and right of me as I went in. Across from me was another vaulted opening to another bathing area or two beyond. The floors were all marble and had slightly raised areas where you could rest and hang your feet in the waters. The walls and ceilings were all covered in mosaics and murals in greens and pale whites. A pair of life sized marble figures adorned the far wall, each one mid way in the wall from where the entrance to the next bath area was. The pool itself was about 4 feet deep and still lined with mosaic tiles. The water was quite warm and you could still see slight wisps of steam rising from the water here and there. There was only one other person in the water, who happened to be Adam Corolla who bemoaned me at first site of complaining that he had just gotten the place to himself and promptly started to swim away to the next room over as I walked down the steps into the water. The bath complex employed a couple 'entertainment' girls who were there for decoration and the comforts of the guests present. One of the girls was off on the right hand side of the area resting nude on the marble bench with her legs tucked up under her looking completely bored while she leafed through some kind of large journal of hers. I swam over and pulled myself up near her, keeping myself in the water mostly at first. She had light blonde hair and was average height and average weight. She had a set of tattoos that ran down her right arm that were a pale brown, kinda like interlocking mosaic tiles and so I asked her about it and she gave me a warm smile and started to tell me about her plans to have it run back and cover most of her back and some of her chest, and she twisted around to show me her back and pulled her hair forward over her shoulder and I could see more of what she's already had done. Coming from her left arm there was a kinda jagged incomplete light gray puzzle pieces/mosaic tiles that crossed over to connect to her light brown ones near the top of her spine. Across her back it was in the pattern of 2 jagged lightning bolts connecting together part way through. Here and there through the mosaic were other items that had mosaic tiles surrounding them, like the items were in the middle of a little one round spiderweb. It felt very organic and looked really good. I pulled myself up the rest of the way out of the warm water and took a place next to her on the bench and we spent the next several minutes having a very warm conversation. At one point she popped up and trotted over and wanted to go get another one of her journals she wanted to show me something from. By then someone else had come into the bath as well. I hadnt noticed him till he had one of the other girls with him and they were in the pool about 5 feet in front of me and he was starting to force himself on her. I remember yelling at him to grab his attention and both girls were just trying to keep their eyes down and endure the situation. After he didnt let up I hopped in the water and since both his hands were busy with the girl, while he was trying to tell me to go fuck off I got a free shot in with an overhand right elbow to his face which knocked his head back and he wound up letting the girl go. By the time I had turned around and was back outta the water waiting for my girl to come back the jerk and the other girl had faded away. After that my girl and I had started to gather up our things and walked out of the bath into a beautiful summer day outside. We were leaving through a landscaped area that had a small clear stream that was covered by a plain wood bridge. As we were crossing the bridge 4 WWII nazi-ish soldiers appeared to block our path. One of them grabbed her like they were going to be taking her away. Although I know they were talking and goading me none of what they exactly said was clear. With that I started swinging and knocked the first one square in the face and pushed him outta the way, and he pulled my girl with him into the water and with that the other 3 charged. They started swinging for me and just evaded each of the swings till I saw and opening and either punched or elbowed the remaining troops till they were scattered and grabbing my girl I tried to pull her across the bridge with me.
From there though I snapped into the modern world in front of a little shop made out of an old house, late at night on a main city street, alone. I heard a narators voice explaining to me that the world I had been in didnt run on time the same way the real world does and days and weeks could pass in her world in a few minutes of time here. I was filled with a great sadness that I wouldnt be able to return to see her and visit the baths again and I just turned down the street and resolutely walked away on my return trip home.

The dream was amazing, not just for the clarity of it and how much I became attached to my girl, but because it had such a clear begining, middle, and end. When I woke up I felt a real loss for the world I was in.

OMG I had like the coolest freaking dream ever last night. Some of my other dreams were equaly fabulous for other reasons. My few SG sex dreams were of course impossibly yummy, and my bill gates lecture about the porno business model was hillarious, and my true dreams when I'm dreaming are in a whole other category and scare me in new ways I'm not brave enough to explore, but this dream is just pure style points.

I dreamed that I was in the scene from 'Dont say a Word' with Michael Douglas and Femke something-or-other, the girl who also played Gene Grey in X-Men. She was laying on her back in the bed and Michael Douglas was in the background with the room just like it was in the movie, but then the room started to go dark and shadowy, and then a new figure appeared in the room. It was the Devil. The Big Man himself, Mr. S. He was in the form of a white dude with dark hair and boring dark eyes. He had a leather beaverskin cap on his head pulled down over his ears like he was cold or something. He walked over to me and talked to me directly bragging about how this was going to be his greatest creation. He then proceeded to show me how he created the seed of the anti christ by merging together two of his demons, and I saw the image of them floating into each other and dissolving and then he pointed at Femke's belly (which was bare, her shirt had a long slit up to just below her breats so it would fully expose her bellly) and then a green black jelly shot out of his finger on her. It just kinda layed around her belly innert for a couple seconds then it slinked its way up her towards he belly like a collection of slugs and dug its way into her belly button. I then saw superimposed over her body the image of her a few months pregnant and the image just kinda shrink wrapped itself around her and her belly grew a little to match what the original image had been.

That is right ladies and gentlemen. I had a dream fortelling the birth of the Antichrist. When I got to work and my supervisor put me into the team IM... I just couldnt contain myself. within 30 seconds I had to share my vision. I told them during the night the devil told me how he impregnated someone with the antichrist.... LMFAO. It was so awesome. my sup sent me a message right away to keep it PG. Soo funny. I had to share it with everyone. I made sure I told all my friends at work and now I share it with the world!! God I so hope she actually becomes pregnant in the next couple months. That'd be the coolest fucking thing ever. I'd rant a little more about it here, but ya know what? I gotta spread the word of his coming!!

God I am such a lazy bastard about updating my dreams, but the stinking game world calls to me a little too strong, and today is UFC day and a glorious one it shall be. I'll be making my buffalo spaghetti and will be getting my new windows installed soon. The windows got finished being made by the manufacturer last wednesday but I havent been able to get a hold of the scheduling girl to set up the actual time yet. Soon though I will no longer be a cold bastard in the winter and it'll help take some of the edge off the summertime heat burst. Go go uber windows. Onto the dream though....

I started out walking through a large open field on the slope of a large hill. There was someone else with me but I cant remember who it was or if the person was a guy or a girl. The field had short manicured grass and just the scope of the field just boggled me at how long it must take to mow the thing, even on a tractor trailer. I remember saying 'I'm sure glad I dont gotta mow that freaking lawn' and I got a hearty agreement from my companion. We turned our backs to the lawn and looked up the slope of the hill to see a moderately sized rambler home. There were a couple very large douglas fir trees in front of it and on the right hand side going all the way down the hill was a 6 foot chain link fence. We snuck up the hill near the house and tried to look up through the fence into the field beyond it to field beyond it where we saw very large mature blueberry bushes in flower with a lot of new growth on them. The owner came out from the house and caught us staring up through the fence and practically standing in her front flower bed. she didnt seem to mind having us around though. She was a middle aged woman with dark hair and trim build. She had come out to grab her cat which she had them wrapped up in her arms. We asked her what they were growing in their fields and she replied with the blueberries and another 2 or 3 crops besides that I cant remember. When I asked her whether he grew anything for fun on his own, she kinda half scrunched up her face while she was thinking of how to describe it. She couldnt remember the name of it but after I second of hearing her I offered 'Chia pet?' and she looked at me like that was almost right but she wasnt quite positive about it. From there she went back in the house and we continued walking around the house and snuck into the garage and started playing around with one of the owners towing rigs. After another couple minutes we again got caught, this time by the husband who came home. After a minute of quick thought I tried to come up with the most harmless way to spin me and my companion digging around in his garage. He regarded us suspiciously but after a minute he went back to his task at hand and started towing somethhing out of the garage. he had some kind of cog and wheel pulley system set up for it though and I remember the dream ending by watching the chain uncoil through the cogs there.