Friday, April 21, 2006
Messed up
Last night, I had this crazy, crazy dream.
In typing the following dream, I remembered another dream that took place before it. I was with someone, I think it was my cousin Ryan. We were at this crazy sports field, probably somewhere in Germany. We found out later it was a softball field of sorts. We decided to play and somehow, the teams wound up being me and Ryan against a full team of Germans. The game was set up really weird, so we had to be taught the rules first. It was basically just like softball, except the pitches came from the side. Imagine a fence along the third base line. Now on the 'out of bounds' side of the fence, put a pitcher who throws the ball down the third base line to the plate. Anyway, I sucked at this game. The Germans gave me a very hard time because it's supposed to be an 'american' game but I'm no good at it. That was the softball part of the dream. The rest is not really connected, except in dream-chronology.
So there were these evil knights who were climbing this tower to get to some mystical treasure with special powers which they intended to use for evil purposes. This tower was quite run down. Holes in the stairwell, etc. The knights were all dressed in evil armor (which generally just means black) and they had horses following them. Well, one good horse snuck in behind the other horses. The camera pans up to his face and zooms in and you see a grin on his long face and in his eyes. The good horse starts to nudge the evil horse in front of him in the butt so he moves forward. He keeps doing this, faster and faster until finally, evil knights and evil horses at the front of the line start to fall out of the tower. The plummet all the way to the bottom and die. For some reason, Justin and I are standing down there with a dog. I don't think it is The Woofer, just another dog. The evil knights die and we decide to go. We walk over to this big field where there is a chicken tied up. We go over to the chicken and I start to untie it. The chicken is totally tame and is friendly. Then Justin's like, 'I can't wait to eat this thing, its going to be so delicious.' The chicken, who understands english, starts freaking out. I get the chain undone from the ground but now the chicken is swinging like a pendulum. I don't remember if we tried to cut its legs off with scissors then or what. (PETA, this was only a dream, I would never try to cut the legs of a chicken off with scissors.) I woke up before we could cut the legs off the chicken or kill it or feed it to anyone or anything.
In typing the following dream, I remembered another dream that took place before it. I was with someone, I think it was my cousin Ryan. We were at this crazy sports field, probably somewhere in Germany. We found out later it was a softball field of sorts. We decided to play and somehow, the teams wound up being me and Ryan against a full team of Germans. The game was set up really weird, so we had to be taught the rules first. It was basically just like softball, except the pitches came from the side. Imagine a fence along the third base line. Now on the 'out of bounds' side of the fence, put a pitcher who throws the ball down the third base line to the plate. Anyway, I sucked at this game. The Germans gave me a very hard time because it's supposed to be an 'american' game but I'm no good at it. That was the softball part of the dream. The rest is not really connected, except in dream-chronology.
So there were these evil knights who were climbing this tower to get to some mystical treasure with special powers which they intended to use for evil purposes. This tower was quite run down. Holes in the stairwell, etc. The knights were all dressed in evil armor (which generally just means black) and they had horses following them. Well, one good horse snuck in behind the other horses. The camera pans up to his face and zooms in and you see a grin on his long face and in his eyes. The good horse starts to nudge the evil horse in front of him in the butt so he moves forward. He keeps doing this, faster and faster until finally, evil knights and evil horses at the front of the line start to fall out of the tower. The plummet all the way to the bottom and die. For some reason, Justin and I are standing down there with a dog. I don't think it is The Woofer, just another dog. The evil knights die and we decide to go. We walk over to this big field where there is a chicken tied up. We go over to the chicken and I start to untie it. The chicken is totally tame and is friendly. Then Justin's like, 'I can't wait to eat this thing, its going to be so delicious.' The chicken, who understands english, starts freaking out. I get the chain undone from the ground but now the chicken is swinging like a pendulum. I don't remember if we tried to cut its legs off with scissors then or what. (PETA, this was only a dream, I would never try to cut the legs of a chicken off with scissors.) I woke up before we could cut the legs off the chicken or kill it or feed it to anyone or anything.
# posted by Kyle @ 1:03 AM 
