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Showing posts with label joe. Show all posts
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Sunday, September 16, 2018

Dizzy

Dream 9.16.2018




I find myself inside a supermarket, shopping for clothes. I fill a cart and head for the registers. The line is long, and I don't have the patience to wait. I quickly return the clothing items to where I found them. When exiting the store, I notice that the line of shoppers is no longer there. I run back and grab all the items from before. At this time, the store is closing. I hide under a bush so the employees won't see me. Before long, I am spotted and made to leave.

Next door is Israel, the country. Although I cannot see him, Ben Shapiro is nearby. His voice can be heard. I jump the fence to what I think is Israel, but it is really America. I travel state to state in this one-acre lot. Later, a woman asks me where I've been. I name the list of states in which I've traveled.

I am in a new place. Joe, Q, Murr, and Sal from Impractical Jokers are here with me. Sal is a bird, so I place him into a birdhouse. Somehow, the house catches on fire. I pull him out, and he is burnt to a crisp. Dead. The other Jokers find out. I recommend that we grow another Sal. Dream ends.

I wake up

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Pillow Fight

Dream 2/4/17



     After a high school basketball game, I decide to follow the team to a fast food restaurant. When we finish eating, the coaches stand up and announce that it's time to load up the buses. "Only the sports team members stand up and head toward the bus," they say. 97% of the restaurant stands up. Only two others and I am left alone. Once again I am left out of the action of the moment. Story of my life. Anyway, eventually I walk out to the parking lot. On the way to my Jeep, I see a pillow that I own lying on the ground. I walk over and pick it up. Right then, my neighbor Joe walks over to me and confronts me about taking his pillow. "uh.. no, this is my pillow," I say back to him. "no man, I had that pillow like ten years ago," Joe responds. I tell him that I had it most recently, I use it for dialysis every other day. Eventually we go our separate ways, me taking my pillow with me. Dream ends.

I wake up

Sunday, January 1, 2017

The Colosseum

Dream 1/1/17




My class is taking a field trip to Nashville, Tennessee to a building called "the Colosseum."

My cousin DJ is coming along. We take double Decker buses all the way there. When we arrive, the teachers tell us to bring all of our stuff because we may not get the same bus going back. Everyone exits the bus. I stay back along with a few guys for no good reason. I notice that DJ left his stuff. I try to grab it but have trouble holding his stuff and mine at the same time. He comes back and helps me.

We walk to the Colosseum. It's a giant building with roman pillars made of marble in the front. When we get there, we find that the class has divided into two groups and started killing each other. Very similar to "Lord of the Flies." We escape before we get hurt.

Later on inside a haunted house, the old man who lives there says that he's going to take a hot bath. We watch him walk to the top of the stairs. When he gets there, he stops and looks into a bedroom. He mentions that he always hears noises coming from there. We intend to investigate the noises later.

At my house, I look out the window and find that all the cars in the neighborhood are turned over due to a wind storm the night before. I walk out to my driveway and find that my Jeep is not turned over but the soft top has been blown off. I try to put it back on. A lady in my neighborhood walks over to my yard. I'm only wearing underwear. I run into my house and tell her I'll be right back. Her husband, Joe, comes and takes my Jeep. I walk over to his house. He tells me that both of my batteries are damaged and he's going to fix them. Dream ends.

I wake up