I had the oddest dream last night.. Some how, I ended up in Alaska... Try and follow if you can.. I am in Alaska, hanging out with some eskimo's.. We all have those big fuzzy parka coats on chilling around a campfire for some reason.. We all quick run into the house because someone said some Indians are coming.. We run into the igloo house, shut off all of the lights, and we wait patiently to see if anything is coming.. All of this time we are floating on an iceberg, and in the faint distance you can see just canoes of people coming thru the water to invade this iceberg..
So I grabbed a gun and started firing at them, and the person next to me takes down his hood off of his head and for some strange reason it's Donatello from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles telling me not to waste the ammo and wait for them to get closer.. So I did what he said, because after, if he can build a turtle skateboard with jet packs on the back of them.. I'll listen to him.. So I stopped and I'm running around the house just watching all the areas of the house to see if anyone made it onto the iceberg yet.. And the person next to me telling me to watch over there, is Ralph Macchio... Where the fuck does Ralph Macchio come into any dream, is beyond me.. So here I am fighting Indians, in Alaska, with Donatello and Ralph Macchio... So somehow I ended up going into the basement ( yes, there are basements in igloo's apparently ).. So I walk up the basement steps to see what is going on there, no sounds coming from anywhere.. Go back downstairs into the basement, these 2 guys coming busting thru the basement door, i point my shotgun at them, but I don't fire for some reason.. There are these 2 big mafia looking dudes, with guns pointed at me, and I don't shoot them.. So I end up getting shot, laying there bleeding, and I wrote out " I love you " , not knowing who I was leaving this for or who I wrote it for, and then I wake up.. Fucked up at all? I think so..
On a completely different side note, the only reason why I even bothered to blog this was because I'm watching my nephew today, finally got him to take a nap, and I'm watching Meet the Flyers on t.v., and the screen just somehow jumps to the spanish channel.. Thinking I hit the button, I go to put Meet the Flyers back on, and to my surprise, EVERY channel is the spanish channel.. Even On Demand, Spanish Channel.. This is one of the weirdest days ever..
So I grabbed a gun and started firing at them, and the person next to me takes down his hood off of his head and for some strange reason it's Donatello from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles telling me not to waste the ammo and wait for them to get closer.. So I did what he said, because after, if he can build a turtle skateboard with jet packs on the back of them.. I'll listen to him.. So I stopped and I'm running around the house just watching all the areas of the house to see if anyone made it onto the iceberg yet.. And the person next to me telling me to watch over there, is Ralph Macchio... Where the fuck does Ralph Macchio come into any dream, is beyond me.. So here I am fighting Indians, in Alaska, with Donatello and Ralph Macchio... So somehow I ended up going into the basement ( yes, there are basements in igloo's apparently ).. So I walk up the basement steps to see what is going on there, no sounds coming from anywhere.. Go back downstairs into the basement, these 2 guys coming busting thru the basement door, i point my shotgun at them, but I don't fire for some reason.. There are these 2 big mafia looking dudes, with guns pointed at me, and I don't shoot them.. So I end up getting shot, laying there bleeding, and I wrote out " I love you " , not knowing who I was leaving this for or who I wrote it for, and then I wake up.. Fucked up at all? I think so..
On a completely different side note, the only reason why I even bothered to blog this was because I'm watching my nephew today, finally got him to take a nap, and I'm watching Meet the Flyers on t.v., and the screen just somehow jumps to the spanish channel.. Thinking I hit the button, I go to put Meet the Flyers back on, and to my surprise, EVERY channel is the spanish channel.. Even On Demand, Spanish Channel.. This is one of the weirdest days ever..
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toothpickmoe:
A very mixed community would be one way of putting it, yes...
toothpickmoe:
That's very diplomatic of you.