I'm not one to have nightmares. In fact, my definition of a nightmare is only that while in the dream I can't tell if I'm awake or not.
Last night I could hear the neighbors on the street yelling and chattering their way inside their homes, desperate to clear the street and get away from something. I couldn't move to look out the window to see what was coming or to get up and lock the front door.
Shortly thereafter I was accosted by a space alien with a weakness for Baron Munchausen hairdos. He stood over me in my bed. His speech was deep and booming, but his lips didn't move, yet I could feel his breath on the side of my face. Although completely humanoid, I was utterly certain his origins were extraterrestrial.
No more fig newtons before bedtime.
Last night I could hear the neighbors on the street yelling and chattering their way inside their homes, desperate to clear the street and get away from something. I couldn't move to look out the window to see what was coming or to get up and lock the front door.
Shortly thereafter I was accosted by a space alien with a weakness for Baron Munchausen hairdos. He stood over me in my bed. His speech was deep and booming, but his lips didn't move, yet I could feel his breath on the side of my face. Although completely humanoid, I was utterly certain his origins were extraterrestrial.

No more fig newtons before bedtime.
I'm in OK because I'm married to a fucking banker...For my 2nd and 3rd marriages, I plan on hooking up with a "finding forrester" type of person...someone who is completely terrified to leave their home so that I can be assured this nightmare will never occur again...A few days ago I went jogging and I went kind of towards the edge of town and I saw this completely ramshackle house with a school bus in front of it...I started laughing so hard I had to sit on the curb, and then I noticed this guy in the front yard of the house...He was shirtless but wearing a pair of jeans, no shoes of course and he was carrying a shotgun...I've seen the movie Deliverance twice, so I got the fuck outta there...How hillbilly is that?