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#2121
Posted 01 December 2005 - 3:55 AM
I had funny dream last night (don't you love it when a conversation starts out like that??)
It seems whenever I have a Chemical related dream, it happens at a gig. And of course everyone I associate with the gigs - meaning you people here - manage to infiltrate my subconscious.
As per usual in any dream I have involving concerts, I was frantic because getting to the actual gig is such a trial. First of all it was a sort of rock festival and there were no bands coming on before the Chems that I had any interest in seeing. Except for the Magic Numbers. They were on before the Chems. So in my dream it was decided that we'd arrive later on in time to catch the Magic Numbers and then the Chems.
The venue was sort of a semi-enclosed space out in the middle of this grassy field. For some reason I was trying to get ahold of my mother because she was meeting us there. But she was running late and getting frustrated because she couldn't find parking. I couldn't find parking, and there were plenty of empty places to park but every turn I made I got re-routed by parking lot security. I was so pissed off! My mom started screaming at me on the phone saying she was going home - that she couldn't leave my dad for any length of time because he needs someone to wait on him hand and foot (which is actually true in real life).
Finally we found a place and it seemed like forever and a day's walk to the actual venue. On the way there we walked through some art festival that had all these lousy southwest paintings of wolves and eagles and stuff. It seemed like forever wading through everything, the throngs of people and mediocre artwork, and the venue was so close it was like I could reach out and touch it.
So stash, our son and I made our way inside. We had good seats up at the front. I looked over and for some odd reason Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie were there. Not a lot of people amassed yet and the Magic Numbers were getting all their gear together onstage, doing it themselves. My old friend Sarah was there, as was Jeanie and Darkstarexodus and iggy. They kept saying mippio and chemicalfan were on their way but they never showed up in my dream. Anyway. We sort of chit chatted for a bit and the Magic Numbers began to play and Jeanie just started screaming and jumping up and down. Just about everyone else was standing up but for the most part Jeanie was making a complete racket. Around mid point of the show, the Numbers took a break and we could see Tom and Ed milling about. They walked over to us and Tom stood right by me. I was getting a really weird vibe off of him, like he was sort of loaded or something. X-D I said, "Hi, I'm Mia... uh..." and stash said, "that's whirlygirl from the board" and Tom just stood there staring at me saying, "Yes... yes, that's a nice outfit you're wearing... I like your boots" and I was thinking wtf? I introduced Tom to stash and my son, and Tom paid no mind. Finally Ed, the more lucid reality man in the dream, came over and asked us how we were digging the Magic Numbers and my friend Sarah said, "Oooooh we LOVE them, Jeanie loooooooooves them look at her going crazy!" We introduced Ed to our son as the Magic Numbers came back on, and they shook hands. Both Tom and Ed stood there watching the Magic Numbers and I was thinking, "Good lord, why can't I think of anything to say? Why must I be at a loss for words right now??" Then after a bit Ed thanks us for coming all that way and smiles, grabs Tom by the shoulders and pushes him away toward the front right of the stage.
The Magic Numbers continued onward with their set, and they started singing a bit of "I like to teach the world to sing... in perfect harmony" which was a bit cheesy and Jeanie tried getting everyone in our little group to sway back and forth, which was even more cheesy.
Then I woke up wondering what the hell Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie were doing in my dream. Once the air cleared a little bit, I realized that once again, I couldn't even stay asleep long enough to experience the Chems in concert.
I hate it when that happens.
The end.
It seems whenever I have a Chemical related dream, it happens at a gig. And of course everyone I associate with the gigs - meaning you people here - manage to infiltrate my subconscious.
As per usual in any dream I have involving concerts, I was frantic because getting to the actual gig is such a trial. First of all it was a sort of rock festival and there were no bands coming on before the Chems that I had any interest in seeing. Except for the Magic Numbers. They were on before the Chems. So in my dream it was decided that we'd arrive later on in time to catch the Magic Numbers and then the Chems.
The venue was sort of a semi-enclosed space out in the middle of this grassy field. For some reason I was trying to get ahold of my mother because she was meeting us there. But she was running late and getting frustrated because she couldn't find parking. I couldn't find parking, and there were plenty of empty places to park but every turn I made I got re-routed by parking lot security. I was so pissed off! My mom started screaming at me on the phone saying she was going home - that she couldn't leave my dad for any length of time because he needs someone to wait on him hand and foot (which is actually true in real life).
Finally we found a place and it seemed like forever and a day's walk to the actual venue. On the way there we walked through some art festival that had all these lousy southwest paintings of wolves and eagles and stuff. It seemed like forever wading through everything, the throngs of people and mediocre artwork, and the venue was so close it was like I could reach out and touch it.
So stash, our son and I made our way inside. We had good seats up at the front. I looked over and for some odd reason Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie were there. Not a lot of people amassed yet and the Magic Numbers were getting all their gear together onstage, doing it themselves. My old friend Sarah was there, as was Jeanie and Darkstarexodus and iggy. They kept saying mippio and chemicalfan were on their way but they never showed up in my dream. Anyway. We sort of chit chatted for a bit and the Magic Numbers began to play and Jeanie just started screaming and jumping up and down. Just about everyone else was standing up but for the most part Jeanie was making a complete racket. Around mid point of the show, the Numbers took a break and we could see Tom and Ed milling about. They walked over to us and Tom stood right by me. I was getting a really weird vibe off of him, like he was sort of loaded or something. X-D I said, "Hi, I'm Mia... uh..." and stash said, "that's whirlygirl from the board" and Tom just stood there staring at me saying, "Yes... yes, that's a nice outfit you're wearing... I like your boots" and I was thinking wtf? I introduced Tom to stash and my son, and Tom paid no mind. Finally Ed, the more lucid reality man in the dream, came over and asked us how we were digging the Magic Numbers and my friend Sarah said, "Oooooh we LOVE them, Jeanie loooooooooves them look at her going crazy!" We introduced Ed to our son as the Magic Numbers came back on, and they shook hands. Both Tom and Ed stood there watching the Magic Numbers and I was thinking, "Good lord, why can't I think of anything to say? Why must I be at a loss for words right now??" Then after a bit Ed thanks us for coming all that way and smiles, grabs Tom by the shoulders and pushes him away toward the front right of the stage.
The Magic Numbers continued onward with their set, and they started singing a bit of "I like to teach the world to sing... in perfect harmony" which was a bit cheesy and Jeanie tried getting everyone in our little group to sway back and forth, which was even more cheesy.
Then I woke up wondering what the hell Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie were doing in my dream. Once the air cleared a little bit, I realized that once again, I couldn't even stay asleep long enough to experience the Chems in concert.
I hate it when that happens.
The end.
be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle
#2122
Posted 01 December 2005 - 10:57 AM
Darkstarexodus Escribi�:
Bosco Escribi�:
Foxboy Escribi�:
is it not better cold anyway ?
red wine is suppost to be served at room temperature, white whine should be chilled
As my wine-snob friend Kevin would say, white wine is for children and small animals. (I disagree, but that's me.)
for all those interested I got in up to room temp. It was very nice :D
#2124
Posted 01 December 2005 - 11:15 AM
WHirly WHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAAHAHAA X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D I am laughing so loud now hahahaahahhaa hahahaahaha tears in my eyes. Girl , in your subconscious you must think i sm completely mental , how else can i be so crazy in your dream ?! Hahahaha
#2130
Posted 01 December 2005 - 3:22 PM
Jeanie Escribi�:
WHirly WHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAAHAHAA X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D X-D I am laughing so loud now hahahaahahhaa hahahaahaha tears in my eyes. Girl , in your subconscious you must think i sm completely mental , how else can i be so crazy in your dream ?! Hahahaha
Jeanie, I don't *think* you're mental... I *know* you're mental! ;)
That's the second dream I've had where you were jumping up and down.
be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle