Dream Log :: 004

• So I've got a special treat this time. I have actually had several funny / weird dreams lately but haven't really put the time into putting them up here. So today's edition is going to feature 3 dream logs starting with the most recent one from tonight:

Rehab
So last night I dreamed I was in some sort of Rehab Center. A cross between that an an Asylum. I was not alone though, a lot of the people that i work with were there too. I remember logging into the rehab computer system and getting past their "impenetrable" security, which we had actually programmed ourselves at work before being sent to this rehab clinic.

But that day was no ordinary day, we were going on a field trip. Canada vs. Russia (i think) hockey game, and for some reason I was convinced that we were going to be the ones playing representing Canada. When we got to the arena though the game was already going and there was a real Canadian hockey team on the ice. I was really disappointed :(

I remember watching one of the players take a slapshot and his stick bending into an super exaggerated sideways U shape, and everyone was like "Ouuuuuu look at that". I also remember Canada scoring, take that mystery team!

So suddenly the game got boring and now we were on the rink (the rehab people) only now it wasn't an ice rink, in fact the ice was gone. So how could this possibly get better? We were ordering sandwiches (which I've recently learned to spell) and i couldn't wait to get mine. I ordered something really delicious, but i don't remember what it was exactly. What i DO remember is that they totally lost my order!! and i didn't get my sandwich!! I was super mad, so I called over the waiter and was like "Where's my sandwich!?" and he was like oh so sorry sir, I'll go get it... and then he brings me a grilled cheese, NOT WHAT I ORDERED!


I ate it anyways.

So then after that I remember suddenly escaping... or at least running away from the Stadium... bit it doesn't make much sense cause i ran to the Rehab Clinic... but thats ok, cause when i got there they were releasing us anyways. So we all got on a big yellow school bus and left. The End.

Plane Hi-Jacking
So like a few nights ago i had probably one of the more awesome/crazy dreams. I woke up and felt super cool, and entirely confused.

It starts off with me in a plane with an old friend or mine (not sure who) but we've been buddies for a long time. We're currently on a mission saving the world. We've just finished stealing a World War II bomber and we're flying it at low altitudes over a hilly city.

For some reason there are only two ways to control the plane and its in the feature of 2 Dials. They're about the same shape and size as like the old TV dials for channels, except they're smooth and don't click. The first dial controls thrust, and the second one does absolutely nothing... it's clearly broken from being super old.

Now as you imagine, flying a WWII bomber is pretty hard, especially when u can only control it by turning 1 dial. BUT THIS IS A MISSION TO SAVE THE WORLD!! who said it would be easy.

So we turn the dial higher if we wanna gain altitude... not super effective but the added speed makes us rise higher, and vice versa. Apart from the plane controls theres also gauge on the left side of the plane cockpit. Its there to tell you how much girls like you. Seeing as to how we're pulling off this dangerously awesome stunt its gradually climbing.

In the cargo we're carrying some sort of round bomb object... which i can only describe as a "Magnusson Device" sorry if you don't get the reference.

So all of a sudden the landscape is rising and thers a hill, so we crank the thrust and SLLOooooowly climb up and we're like super nervous cuase we're gonna hit the ground but we just make it, and then theres a building so we crank it even higher and we like climb really steep and just up and over the building.... But now we're way too vertical for a WWII bomber and we start to stall, so im like turning the dial with like super expertise... and we just barely pull out of the stall in time. At one point in time the secondary dial adjusts our roll, but only for a little bit.

So suddenly we're coming down really fast and we're going to like smash into this road we're flying over, and I'm like "OH NO!! PULL UPP!!" and i start turning the dial but my friend dives out and yells "NOO" and stops me, and then i realize we're flying under a series of powerlines!!

The girls meter is like going off the scale. (every dream needs one of these things)

And im like "We're gonna crash" and my friend sais "Thats the plan..." and suddenly i realize that the road turning into a pier. And has like poles down the sides of it, so they clip our wings and tear them off and the body of the plane crashes down onto the pier and skids to a stop right in the middle of it near the end.

And then we get out and for some reason... doing this has basically saved the world and all of humanity. So people come cheering and running in our direction. The End.

The Sock
In the third dream that i can remember, i'm putting on this sock... but it keeps getting bigger, so I'm like fine then... and i my foot gets bigger. So the sock gets bigger again, so i expand my foot again! The End.