I was staying in my parents house in my old bedroom. There was a beesnest up in the top of the chimney so I started ubilding small fires in the fireplace to try and smoke them up. The little bits of smoke weren’t doing much thogh so I grabbed some stuff for making an actual fire, excetp i chickened out of starting it. I wasn’t sure what would happen if there was a big fire in a fireplace that hadn’t been used for years, and was also afraid that maybe the nest would catch fire and fall and explode bees everywhere.
No, bear, you cannot have my stuff.
I was at work, but working outside. I’d brought a long ethernet cable out to get online with. wondering if we were working on easter, i went inside and asked jeff, who called up ian to find out. while he was on the phone, i went back out to grab my laptop, but it as missing. i thought it got stolen, but saw the ethernet cable and followed it to my computer, which ad a black bear cup laying on it. i quickly pulled the lapotp from under it and strted walking away, noticing the mother looking at me from the top of the heill. i grabbed my camera too, and the cub started following me, playing with my tripod all the way and just seemingly pretty curious abuout it. i told the cub id set it up for it to look at, if it didn’t mind my being a safe distance away so i didn’t get killed by the mother. she seemed fine with this and i started setting everything up. somehow my tripod turned into a video camera stand that had a lift and could be driven around .
later, i was on a train and some guy gave me two bottles of booze and some other item to hold onto. i accepted ith no proble,m stuffing everything in my pants. a few minutes later, security came by and grabbed him while looking around at everyone else… they looked atme and told me to put a seatbult on, which i did. later, i was at the guy’s house togive his stuff back, he had left me something in return for the favour by the door, along with an explanation. he had apparently gone killing people on golf fields in the mornings. While i was grabbing my camera for some morning shots, he was out golfing for humans.
Why would I hang with five for a has-been band?
Someone on a messageboard I post on mentioned some tickets for STFP being avilable. Since noone wanted any, and since he lived in a house I knew of in my hometown, we decided to gso. I didn’t trust this guy though, so made sure my brother didnt call bme by naem, and we decided I’d call him vroom.
Convenience Honeymoon
Forget how it started, but I ended up in a convenience store next to an off duty cop who knew who I was. I was already drunk and waiting in line to buy some more wine. While waiting a few employees started changing into seethrough shirts and skirts, and started making out in front of everyone. It turned out they were honeymooning in the convenience store where they met.
Shame I don’t remember more, as this was the least bizarre of the dream I think.
Why don’t killers throw corpses in volcanoes?
i was on some islnd that a antive was helping me find my way on. there was a good dea l of hiding from raptors and other dinosaurs until i got to the safe side of the island. when i did, jori was at my campsite trying to find a warm spot of ground to fix some film. right by a prety low-lying volcano the ground was really hot so i helped her set up there as well a s took pictures of the volcano.
later i was back in the city andreading throguh some weird fetish thing thtat showed up in my mail why people decided on what to do for the night.
