I had a lot of epic dreaming last night. Things I can hardly remember right now, but there is a part of the story that sticks out. Myself, my mother, my stepdad, my brother, his girlfriend, my Uncle Carlos, by cousin Brandon and wife, and their two small children are having a nice get away …
My recent affinity for Star Trek led to this dream, which woke me in startling fashion. I am on the Starship Enterprise (get your laughs in now cause the dream isn’t too funny.)And I am in a lounge deck with Captain Picard, Riker, Troi, LaForge and a couple unknowns. We are relaxing, Picard is reading …
I am in Mexico, in a hotel room with a lot of people I do not know. I am laying on a couch next to a very sexy, small girl. The room is connected to another room, where there seems to be some type of gathering. It is all Mexicans in their twenties. Three thugs …
The dream starts out on the Mackinaw Bridge. The Northern side of the bridge has been evacuated, St. Ignace is a pile of rubble, the Northern connection to the bridge has been severed, and there is now just a a telescoping iron platform that is used to reach the shore. I am part of a …
I am riding around on a small, tandem tricycle of sorts that Rob found somewhere. Yes, it’s an old tricycle that two people can sit side by side on, and ride. We have driven this thing from one side of the state to another in very little time. On the way, we stop at a …
My mother, brother and stepdad are staying at my apartment while I stay at a large hotel with my the girl I am going to marry and her family. A bunch of her friends are also there. Here’s the catch. I barely know this girl. I don’t even know her name. She is a Latina, …
I am in a long, narrow diner. It is something owned by a fat Italian guy. The kind of place the couples in their 60’s come for Friday fish fry, or Monday Spaghetti. It is a narrow, long room. This place is empty, and ironically, it doubles as a rifle gun/buy/sell pawn shop. It might …
First part: I am in a small house with my brother, stepdad and mom. It’s almost dinner time and I look out the window and see a turkey fighting a peacock. The turkey turns around to run and the peacock (in slow motion) rears up and bites the back half of the turkey’s head off. …
Goodness, I nearly forgot to write this one down: I am with Ian and Lake, we are in the old West. The three of us are on horse, moving through a valley covered with dust, some dying trees that look like Methuselah trees. Ian is wearing a leather vest, brown cotton pants, and chaps. I …
Wow, I guess I remember enough to make a brief account of last night’s dream… I am in a savannah-like place, temperate zone; it’s almost like an old frontier outpost, some place you’d end up getting supplies from on the Oregon Trail. I’m here with several friends from Marquette and some unidentified individuals. We are …