Alien invasion

So last night I had a really weird dream. Some of the details are kind of sketchy. I do remember though, that I was with a bunch of people I had met through World of Warcraft. Of course, in real life I have never met any of these people. The weird part is we were going to some kind of convention, where they were showcasing the release of a new MMO. I'm not sure what kind of MMO it was. I do remember that we all went up a stairwell, which was divided into two sections. It wasn't until later that we realized we had gone up the out. So we had to go back and get back in line to actually get into this thing. I remember us generally talking about the other MMO's and their weaknesses and strengths.

At this point I'm not really sure what happened. I remember something about mattresses (which, I think, means I've been reading too much Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, cause that doesn't make any sense.) But anyway, some where around this point, one of us chose to look up. Of course, after some screaming, we all actually noticed the UFO's in the sky. This, of course, started mass panic and general hysteria.

Somehow at some point, I went from viewing this from first person to viewing it from way above in the sky. It was kind of like watching those old B black-and-white UFO movies. Each UFO would slightly tilt forward and shoot down this ray, which apparently was a radiation ray. Any people that were hit with it ended up looking like those old movies, where a person melted away from radiation contact. When it hit the buildings, they also kind of melted.

After watching it from above for awhile, I zoomed back into my own head. I was desperately trying to find a place to hide. I remember finding a house that somehow I knew had been built by a company that I had worked for, which meant that it had a secure radiation proof basement area. I have no idea why I knew that or why a company would have such a place. But I closed off the secure door and started exploring the place. At the end of the house, I found a little triangular shaped room, which had a window in the angular wall, which was made out of that corrugated steel stuff you see on the roofs of cheap sheds. At first it appeared to me that the window had no glass, and yet somehow I knew that it was still radiation proof. After close examination, I realized that it did actually have glass or some other radiation proof material. I cautiously looked out the window cause I didn't want the aliens to see me.

When I looked out the window I saw the Terminator. Apparently he was still a good guy Terminator, because he was shooting at the aliens with a giant Gatling gun. Of course, this made me a little bit nervous because if he hit the room I could get killed or the radiation to get in. So I went further back into the house to look for a new hiding place. I found a little mini closet, which had an ironing board drop-down thing in it and squeezed into it. I remember, at this point, hearing the Gatling gun bullets rip through the room I had been in.

The details between that point and the next point are really sketchy, and I really don't remember what happened.

The next part that I do remember, is that I was with my family, including my kids, and we're looking at some kind of weird museum thing in a person's house. I think also couple of my real life friends were with me. I remember it being almost like a bizarre costume party instead of an actual museum. Unfortunately my memories are really sketchy at this point, and all I remember is one of my kids being scared of something, something about a restaurant (more Hitchhiker's Guid influence, I think) and seeing there were some other kids asleep.

I have been rereading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy and I think some of it carried over into my dreams, heh.

Slow going...

It's not so much that I haven't dreamed lately, it's that I have a tendency of only remembering what I dream in those moments before I hit the shower...argh. I have heard that some people keep a note pad by their beds so the can write everything down while it's still fresh, maybe I should try that. Although, I don't usually feel up to much of anything other than shower/shove food in mouth on mornings that I have work...heh.

To write or not to write

So I decided to put my writings online...I must be nuts. But hey if it gets me a book deal, I won't feel so nuts anymore!
My Writings

Luke

The Wedding

   Last night's dream actually had 3 people from real life in it: a friend of my wife's (I will call her Paula), my wife and a friend of mine named Eric. Everyone else mentioned was made up in this dream.
   So last night I am dreaming that I am attending someone's wedding. I get to where the wedding is and it looks like some kind of conference center or something. I run into Paula and a friend of mine. Paula is smoking. I knock the cigarette out of her mouth and say that the bride would have a fit if she saw her smoking. She gives me a look and says I didn't have to waste her cigarette. My friend says something about smoking being bad for you anyway. And then I start preaching about why smoking is so terrible and I don’t know why, cause I wouldn't normally do that. I even tell her that she wouldn't want to end up looking like one of those nappy redneck women with the gravely voices. I tell her to trust me on that one cause I have some in my family (which I don't in real life...) She blows both of us off.
   My friend and I head towards the Blockbuster next door to the conference center and Paula tells us not to be late as she leaves to the wedding. I have no idea why we stopped at there and the place looks like a badly run mom & pop store even though it's a Blockbuster. I quickly assess that there are no movies I want to see. My friend, however, stops at a little side bin. I walk over to him to tell him we must get going. I notice that in the bin are porn movies. I look at him and say, "Dude, let's go." I then turn around and start heading out the door. I am half way out the door when I look out and I see him actually going to buy one of the porn movies! I walk back in grab his arm and start to pull him out of the store but he resists. I look at him and say something to the effect of: "Trust me that's not good. Don't feed the temptation. Every step into it, makes it much harder to stop." He brushes me off and goes back to buying the movie. At this point I just leave him behind.
   The door I leave out of leads to the back entrance of the conference center. I walk into one of the back doors and run into some of the wedding party. They are cleaning up the back room to the reception hall cause the reception and wedding are over. So I start helping and find out that one of the bridesmaid's had made a huge mess after getting totally plastered and apparently she had embarrassed the bride. Everyone is a little tense.
   After cleaning up the mess, I decide to go check out this interesting looking building by the conference center. As I approach it I realize it looks familiar. I then realize that it is where the friend of mine from earlier in the dream lives with another buddy. I just hadn't realized before how close to the conference center that they lived. I figure since I didn't see them at the cleanup that they would probably be home. There are 2 very small elevators that go up. I get in with 2 other people. The door never closes. As it goes up I realize that each floor is someone's place. This elevator faces the east side and the other must face the west side with one apartment on each side. The strange thing is that the door never closes so you can look into each person's kitchen as you go up. In fact, I remember looking in as we went by the floors and having a lady give me a dirty look from her kitchen. At this point I realize that everyone else is decidedly looking away. So I do so too. Pretty soon everyone else gets off and I am wondering when this tiny elevator, which is starting to make me feel claustrophobic with its low ceiling and white walls, is going to stop and go back down so I can get off. Finally it hits the top floor and I happen to glance in the apartment and I see my buddy Eric in his kitchen. He looks up and sees me and says "Hey! Come on in! Wasn't expecting you."
   He then gives me a tour of his rather small apartment. He says that it is kinda small, but the rent is really low at only $600 a month and the fact that it is on top is kinda nice. He then shows me that he can get directly on to the roof. As we look down I realize that this a 10th floor apartment. I got slightly dizzy and decide to go back inside. (Sidebar: If you don't know this: I used to be afraid of heights and I would get bouts of claustrophobia if I was in a small space and there was the possibility of getting stuck. I spent years subjecting my self to rooftops, high places and small areas to get over it, but on rare occasions I still get a touch nervous. And both the elevator and the roof made me nervous in my dream.)
   I don't remember how, but suddenly I was back at the conference center and the wedding was at the point where the bride and groom were exchanging vows. Then next thing I knew I was in a back room with my wife and she was in her wedding dress. Then we walked down the isle and it became a double hitter wedding. We walked up to a very well built black minister and renewed our vows and apparently we had only been married a year in this dream (6 years in reality). After that it was a party with all our friends and the other couple. They joked about a photograph of me standing next to my wife and the other bride, because I had a t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up on and they were wearing their dresses.

At this point it ended...

Another dream

I had this dream last night. It is strange but something that makes it stranger is that I have had the dream before...


In my dream I was working a minimum wage job with a bunch of teenagers. I think it was a Chinese fast food place. After work one of the guys was waiting for his mom to pick him up so I was waiting with him, but I don't remember what we were talking about. I remember it was important though, like girl stuff or something. When his mom got it turned out that she was my mom too. But it wasn't my real life mom. Then all of a sudden I was at home and the other guy was gone. And I found out some else was living at my home too. I was talking to her and her name was Ipanea. She seemed nice and we became friends. She then showed me her shrine to Patrick Stewart. She totally had a crush on him and she felt that he was really nice and would treat her well even though she was overweight. She had posters and action figures, the works.
Anyway, after meeting her and talking to her, I told her I had to go. I then headed out to a college to investigate a some problem with someone getting killed.


When I got there it became apparent that somehow someone died during some kind of stunt. Our guess was an initiation stunt. So we(I had somehow 'spawned' a partner that I never saw the whole dream, but who somehow helped me...) began investigating the various fraternities. One fraternity had the 'circle of doom', which was a giant balloon that sat in their pool. It had a slick slide encircling it. Basically a bunch of the frat boys would jump onto it and grab an attached rope, this would put that slide that was attached to it, completely under water at an angle. Somehow then another person would jump onto the slide and would slide around the balloon really fast underwater. The goal was to manly enuf to stay underwater longer than anyone else. The also had found out that if the ones holding it all bobbed up and pushed it down real hard at the same time that it would fling the person on the slide out of the pool so hard that they would end up on the frat house roof. The person to demonstrate being flinged was an overweight pledge dressed as a Sumo wrestler. I decided that this very well could be the device that caused the death.


My next stop was a sorority. I went to there back yard cause no one answered out front and found a bunch of them at the pool. They seemed cooperative but the pool seemed really odd to me. I dove in with an oar cause one the girls stepped on something under the water and she thought it was dangerous. It turned out to just be a slug. I killed it with the oar, but the girls all got grossed out by it. At this point someone tried to drown me but between whacking them with the oar and my partner showing up (I still didn't see him/her) I was able to survive and we decided that they were the culprit. (Now that's some seriously circumstantial evidence, geez. I think there is a little more but it's getting fuzzy.)


So I returned home, to find my mom had made arrangements to go to a resort for a vacation. But we had to leave that minute, she had already packed our bags. Next thing I know we are at the resort and the guy from the Chinese food place is my brother(but he isn't my brother from reality) and we both are complaining cause we have nothing to wear and that the sharks might get us. Suddenly, like I was having one of those thought bubbles people get in cartoons, I was imagining myself laying on a sofa underwater completely unprotected from the dozens of great white sharks swimming around me! My brother and I both freaked out we ended the vacation early.
When we got home Ipanea greeted us warmly. My brother took off and my mom went to the backyard. I talked to Ipanea and then joined my mom in the backyard. It turned out she had Patrick Stewart over for tea!!! I told my mom that it would only be fair to bring him in the house and introduce him to Ipanea. She agreed. We told him that we had a friend who lived here and would love to meet him and that she was a fan. He agreed. When we got in the house though, he coughed and pointed at his empty glass and treated her like a Maid!!! She had a fit. She yelled at him and shut herself in her room. I told him that that was totally messed up. He just left. When I went into her room I told her not to think about it. I looked around and all the stuff was in a big trash bag. I then told her that I thought she was nice even if Patrick Stewart was a total ass to her. I think she even asked if it was cause she was fat. I kept telling her that she was a nice person and that, yes, she was attractive. I gave her a big hug as she cried.


And then the usual happened...I woke up.