Pay Dirt

Wojchiech Kilar - Bram Stoker's Dracula - Vampire Hunters

Had a group of dreams that are made for the page/screen.

A beautiful girl standing in front of me (what more do you need?).  Slightly more petite than I thought I preferred, but who am I to judge?  The mood is already set without the build up (although the above song does help).  As I go in for a kiss, her eyes burn, literally, since she has fire in them and a mouth full of teeth set for gnawing bone (and not in a good way).

I quickly pull back and hold her arms so she can't come closer (this isn't how I imagined this to be).  Putting it together, I realize that as her sexual excitement increases so does her wickedness.  Don't get me wrong, this sounds like a dream girl for me (har har) but my dream self does not want to become whatever she is at this point so I explain to her that she will have to suppress her desire to kill me so we can consummate the other evil acts we want to perform.

As she leans in again, I can see the battle going on behind her eyes and she tries to fight off the homicidal urges (ah, women).  Before I know it, I'm taken to a parking lot where I sneak by an old woman in a shed and scope out a store to rob it.  This transforms into another theft where I serve as the distraction of a warehouse guard while the rest of my group steals the goods inside.

She steals my soul, I help rob a warehouse and all is good in the world.

Writing this, I realize I have a parentheses disease that would probably drive any English teacher crazier than my thesaurus binging.

Building Stories

Led Zeppelin - Misty Mountain Hop

With winter in full effect, TV watching increases along with heating bills. Except I don't pay heating bills, I have steam heat which I can't control. Coming home with a window closed guarantees a sauna and forget about sleeping with it closed. I don't think I've had so many bloody noses ever before.

In today's episode, I was the 5th main cast member of It Always Sunny in Philadelphia. We were on a construction site with a soon to be built house, still in its framing stage. My first big line of the show mocked the size of the building since my arm span was larger than the main hallway. "Is this regulation?" That started them off, "Yeah, is it? We should get a building inspector in here." Apparently my dreams preserved the asshole aspect of the show but none of the humor. Oddly enough I later watched Season 04 of Dexter which heavily involved similar construction sites, so was I predicting something that already happened or just another coincidence that is chocked up to mean more than it should.

Flash forward (no, I do not watch this show) and I'm driving down the highway with plenty of cop cars around. I have a feeling of Grand Theft Auto at this point despite not playing the game for awhile (perhaps my mind craves more) and want to ram some of the cop cars. Ahead is a choice, a fork in the road as they say, but two pronged. To my left is a sign to go over a bridge and right is unmarked. The police go right and I follow. The off ramp leads straight into a forest. This feels right. On my left though is a submarine that wraps around the upcoming right curve (a lot of directional words, right?). This is one long abandoned and lengthwise long boat (wasn't sure if a submarine is considered a boat, but Wikipedia tells me so).

Something must have happened- either I cut my toe exploring the sub, actually attacked the cop, or was just visiting since I ended up in the hospital. My mother is there, and as she speaks to me, I chew on the side of a digibeta tape (think VHS but higher quality and durability).

So I was able to criticize a house frame, discover a submarine and regress to a baby with a chew toy. Apply your own phallic and yonic (a new term for me) interpretations.