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Showing posts with label playstation. Show all posts
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Saturday, May 7, 2016

Rotton

Dream 5/7/2016




My friend Garrek comes over to play some video games.

We settle in to play some virtual reality games, the kind where you can't tell the difference between reality and the game world. Before we play, I run to the kitchen to get us some food. I look in the trash can and see a bag of tortillas, lettuce, tomatoes, sour cream etc. I pull it out of the trash and make us some plates. I eat all of my food but Garrek tells me that his tortilla doesn't taste right.

We continue with out gaming. We play a game where we fight zombies in a park at night. The game feels so realistic that Garrek has to quit.

My mom and Garrek's wife come into the room. I ask my mom why the tortillas were in the trash. She tells me they've been in the refrigerator for a long time and they've gone bad. Dream ends.

I wake up

Thursday, April 21, 2016

Father of The Year

Dream 4/21/2016




I'm visiting my cousin in Illinois.

     I don't leave my room the entire time I am here. On top of the dresser in my room is a sink. I take a bath in it. One day, my dad comes to visit. That same day, my cousin gets the new PS4.5 aka Playstation NEO. It's really small. I have no idea how to fit a CD in it. My dad and I play wrestling. He gets really into it, like he is a kid again. We finish with our gaming and sit back up at the table where everyone else is.

     Out of the blue, my dad says something demeaning to my sisters kid. Everyone around the table is frozen in shock and doesn't know what to say. Somebody asks him why he said what he said. He replies with, "I don't give a damn!" Just like a rotten child would say it.  I look at him and say, "Well, if you ever talk to one of my kids that way, I'm gonna give you a knuckle sandwich right to your jaw." He becomes angry, "what did you say?" he screams across the table. "You better get out of my sight right now or I'm gonna come unglued," he says, not quite making eye contact with me anymore. So I walk out of the house.

     I walk down the path to DJ's house, but he isn't there, he's back at the table with everyone else. I walk to the barn where we did karaoke as kids. I stare down the field, where I learned how to drive a truck. I see mobile home upon mobile home all the way down the field. I think of all the memories I've had with this place. Dream ends.

I wake up

Thursday, November 12, 2015

American Sniper

Dream 11/11/2015


I'm in a town called Macy's. An area where people are scarcely seen.

I sit in the second story of a small building. Why am I here? I don't know. What is the name of the person that is with me? I don't know. Why is there a rotting human carcass on the floor? I don't know.

I pick up a handgun lying on the floor. I go to the window and fire it into the air. I don't know why. I think it was an accident. Something is wrong. People are coming down the street. They are hostile. I look at a pile of empty shells on the floor and rummage through them trying to find one that is unused. I cannot.

I grab the sniper rifle and escape the building with the stranger I am with but he/she is immediately shot and killed. I see someone coming over the hill. I drop to the ground. I see him standing there. I aim my weapon. He comes into my sight. Pull. The. Trigger. BANG!!! The lifeless body drops to the ground. I get up and run.

I see a jeep. I run to it. "Press circle to enter vehicle," comes up onto the screen. I press square. After that doesn't work, I press circle and enter the vehicle. I drive like a maniac down the road toward the part of town where people can be found. I come to a stop near a creek. I step out and grab the rifle. I aim down stream where I see mermaids. I shoot several times trying to kill them but they just won't die. Dream ends

I wake up