Dinos and time travel
So last night I had this trippy multi part dream.
In the first part I was just a kid about 10. We were on this tour of a research facility; a genetics research facility. They were actually building new creatures. We had seen a bunch of various diferent labs with computers and ideas.
One lab had a guy working on a gecko that could more than just regrow its tail. It could actually reproduce by splitting in two (like an amoeba), but the geckos were poisonous. Some how I accidently let one go. The guy immediately hit it with this little pointed device, but it had already started multiplying. He desperately tried to gather up all of the geckos and shove them in a jar, but he missed one. I watched as they melted in the jar. He explained that the pointer had an enzyme on it that the did that to the geckos for safety reasons.
It was at this point that I found out that apparently the lab was doing some "Jurassic Park" style stuff cause a T-rex walked by outside.The scientist freaked out and ran away leaving me alone. I jumped the counter in his lab and hid under the desk. This desk was weirdly shaped. It was a corner desk that was a quarter circle with the back to the wall. It was a secured to the wall so and the underneath only opened towards the wall's corner so it was some what secure but I just knew that hiding would only last so long.
At some point I stuck my head out. I kept thinking I could be safe somewhere, maybe if I could get to a car that could get away from this place. At this point a lady scientist ran by and saw me. She grabbed me and helped me out of the desk. We started running. As we were running I saw many scientists and my classmates get eaten by T-rex's and raptors.
At some point, I "switched characters" I was now my adult self running with this lady scientist and the kid I was moments earlier. We found this huge SUT (You know the SUV's that can convert to a Truck) and somehow it was either her's or mine or we just found the keys. We ran in and I threw the kid in the truck. We then spent awhile driving away. Apparently with one of the T-rex's on our trail.
She said she knew where an armored tank thing was and we should use it to kill the T-rex's and help save the other survivors. But when we got to it we found out that it had apparently been designed to hold a midget with his head popping out the top. Oh yeah, that would be real smart in a fight with a T-rex!
So we then decided to keep driving. At some point in this drive, I suddenly was alone in the truck and a teenager!
I stopped at my school which was possibly a college...but not sure it had the feel of a High School, too. Anyway I stopped to talk to the school councilor. I was kinda distraught about this whole thing.
Next thing I know, I'm an adult again and I am walking towards the councilor's office. I realize that I am her husband. I open the door and find the teenager and her behind the door and he is desperately trying to get his clothes back on! I am, of course, the jealous husband and chase him out the office, yelling! I go back into her office and start yelling at her, when, Poof!
I'm the teen again, driving the truck...then it gets blurry.
Next thing I know, I am actually my self! Woohoo.
I am on a laptop computer, apparently researching comedians of the 50's and 60's. Many of them have video clips. One of them is a black guy whose "big joke" apparently is a 3 foot long 6 inch radius balloon that he fills with random items. And then proceeds to do "black men have huge penuses" type jokes. The video clip showed one time that the items he put in made it actually look just like a real penus! I had to show this to someone it was freaky real looking! So I called my wife, it was at this point I realized I was looking at this in the bathroom?!? She looked at it and said it was gross. I then finished going to the bathroom and walked into the living room to show my bestfriend, who was also at my house.
Next thing he and I knew, we were teleported into the 50's, just outside the theater this guy was doing his show. We went in to catch the last part. From the website, we knew that a guy was about to kill this comedian. We tried to warn the comedian, but, well we all know about race relations in the 50's, we couldn't even get near the guy. Realizing that we had seen a picture of the assasin on the website, we went out side to look for him.
When we found him, there was a mild confrontation which lead to the guy starting to draw his guns on me, but a cop walked by and he hid them back behind his back and Darin (my best friend) grabbed his hands. At this point we took his guns. He ran into the studio anyway. We chased him to the door, but didn't go in cause the theater was full of cops! The guy whipped out a third gun and started shooting at the comedian, who apparently was just leaving. I looked closer and realized he was shooting a staple gun! The cops jumped up and started laughing. The would be assasin ran out of the theater and we just walked away.
We then had a big talk about messing up the time line. I gave my theories on time travel and paradoxes. (Maybe I will blog that later...) We basically decided that we were gonna be stuck here and that we had to best make the best of it. And realize that if we did make it back we could have messed somethings up. My best friend didn't totally agree but we both acknowledged that it wasn't going to be a "Back to the Future" type thing.
At this point somehow the comedian was walking with us and he somehow found out we stopped the guy. We talked a little and I realized that we were here after the assasination of King. This would put as in the 60's not the 50's (apparently my assumptions were wrong...but I still felt like it was the 50's, darn dream logic). This brought the comedian to tears, cause apparently it was still very recent.
Apparently, we both somehow got motorcycles and were going to down a long stretch of highway when he got pulled over. I told him that he better say that he had his dad's license. (lol. Even our dad's wouldn't have been driving age in the 60's, certainly not old enough to be our dad's and the license would have a Birtdate in the future...talk about lame ideas...) The cop was a lady cop and she was being pretty cool about the whole thing (Darin is pretty smooth in real life...), when for some reason the cop asks him his mom's name. He uses one of his much older relation's name (not sure if it was a great aunt or just a made up name with same last name as his mom's maiden name...), but the cop asks if he is any relation to Heidi (his mom). He says yes, that he is her brother. (doh, you gave wrong last name for that dude.) The cop's eyes get kinda watery and she says we should come with her.
We drive for a long time to this place that kinda looks like a tent city. Tons of huge tents all over. It's all just women. The cop explains that its a kinda rehab place. (Apparently in my dream world his mom got hooked on prescription drugs to get ahead in college, not true in real life, not to mention she wasn't in college in the 50's!) Darin went over to his mom and talked to her. Not sure what he said the details are fuzzy, but I remember the cop saying that he must really care for his sister. I looked around and realized that the place was a dump and the ladies there were in pretty bad shape.
End of File...wakey wakey time...oy. Odd dream.
In the first part I was just a kid about 10. We were on this tour of a research facility; a genetics research facility. They were actually building new creatures. We had seen a bunch of various diferent labs with computers and ideas.
One lab had a guy working on a gecko that could more than just regrow its tail. It could actually reproduce by splitting in two (like an amoeba), but the geckos were poisonous. Some how I accidently let one go. The guy immediately hit it with this little pointed device, but it had already started multiplying. He desperately tried to gather up all of the geckos and shove them in a jar, but he missed one. I watched as they melted in the jar. He explained that the pointer had an enzyme on it that the did that to the geckos for safety reasons.
It was at this point that I found out that apparently the lab was doing some "Jurassic Park" style stuff cause a T-rex walked by outside.The scientist freaked out and ran away leaving me alone. I jumped the counter in his lab and hid under the desk. This desk was weirdly shaped. It was a corner desk that was a quarter circle with the back to the wall. It was a secured to the wall so and the underneath only opened towards the wall's corner so it was some what secure but I just knew that hiding would only last so long.
At some point I stuck my head out. I kept thinking I could be safe somewhere, maybe if I could get to a car that could get away from this place. At this point a lady scientist ran by and saw me. She grabbed me and helped me out of the desk. We started running. As we were running I saw many scientists and my classmates get eaten by T-rex's and raptors.
At some point, I "switched characters" I was now my adult self running with this lady scientist and the kid I was moments earlier. We found this huge SUT (You know the SUV's that can convert to a Truck) and somehow it was either her's or mine or we just found the keys. We ran in and I threw the kid in the truck. We then spent awhile driving away. Apparently with one of the T-rex's on our trail.
She said she knew where an armored tank thing was and we should use it to kill the T-rex's and help save the other survivors. But when we got to it we found out that it had apparently been designed to hold a midget with his head popping out the top. Oh yeah, that would be real smart in a fight with a T-rex!
So we then decided to keep driving. At some point in this drive, I suddenly was alone in the truck and a teenager!
I stopped at my school which was possibly a college...but not sure it had the feel of a High School, too. Anyway I stopped to talk to the school councilor. I was kinda distraught about this whole thing.
Next thing I know, I'm an adult again and I am walking towards the councilor's office. I realize that I am her husband. I open the door and find the teenager and her behind the door and he is desperately trying to get his clothes back on! I am, of course, the jealous husband and chase him out the office, yelling! I go back into her office and start yelling at her, when, Poof!
I'm the teen again, driving the truck...then it gets blurry.
Next thing I know, I am actually my self! Woohoo.
I am on a laptop computer, apparently researching comedians of the 50's and 60's. Many of them have video clips. One of them is a black guy whose "big joke" apparently is a 3 foot long 6 inch radius balloon that he fills with random items. And then proceeds to do "black men have huge penuses" type jokes. The video clip showed one time that the items he put in made it actually look just like a real penus! I had to show this to someone it was freaky real looking! So I called my wife, it was at this point I realized I was looking at this in the bathroom?!? She looked at it and said it was gross. I then finished going to the bathroom and walked into the living room to show my bestfriend, who was also at my house.
Next thing he and I knew, we were teleported into the 50's, just outside the theater this guy was doing his show. We went in to catch the last part. From the website, we knew that a guy was about to kill this comedian. We tried to warn the comedian, but, well we all know about race relations in the 50's, we couldn't even get near the guy. Realizing that we had seen a picture of the assasin on the website, we went out side to look for him.
When we found him, there was a mild confrontation which lead to the guy starting to draw his guns on me, but a cop walked by and he hid them back behind his back and Darin (my best friend) grabbed his hands. At this point we took his guns. He ran into the studio anyway. We chased him to the door, but didn't go in cause the theater was full of cops! The guy whipped out a third gun and started shooting at the comedian, who apparently was just leaving. I looked closer and realized he was shooting a staple gun! The cops jumped up and started laughing. The would be assasin ran out of the theater and we just walked away.
We then had a big talk about messing up the time line. I gave my theories on time travel and paradoxes. (Maybe I will blog that later...) We basically decided that we were gonna be stuck here and that we had to best make the best of it. And realize that if we did make it back we could have messed somethings up. My best friend didn't totally agree but we both acknowledged that it wasn't going to be a "Back to the Future" type thing.
At this point somehow the comedian was walking with us and he somehow found out we stopped the guy. We talked a little and I realized that we were here after the assasination of King. This would put as in the 60's not the 50's (apparently my assumptions were wrong...but I still felt like it was the 50's, darn dream logic). This brought the comedian to tears, cause apparently it was still very recent.
Apparently, we both somehow got motorcycles and were going to down a long stretch of highway when he got pulled over. I told him that he better say that he had his dad's license. (lol. Even our dad's wouldn't have been driving age in the 60's, certainly not old enough to be our dad's and the license would have a Birtdate in the future...talk about lame ideas...) The cop was a lady cop and she was being pretty cool about the whole thing (Darin is pretty smooth in real life...), when for some reason the cop asks him his mom's name. He uses one of his much older relation's name (not sure if it was a great aunt or just a made up name with same last name as his mom's maiden name...), but the cop asks if he is any relation to Heidi (his mom). He says yes, that he is her brother. (doh, you gave wrong last name for that dude.) The cop's eyes get kinda watery and she says we should come with her.
We drive for a long time to this place that kinda looks like a tent city. Tons of huge tents all over. It's all just women. The cop explains that its a kinda rehab place. (Apparently in my dream world his mom got hooked on prescription drugs to get ahead in college, not true in real life, not to mention she wasn't in college in the 50's!) Darin went over to his mom and talked to her. Not sure what he said the details are fuzzy, but I remember the cop saying that he must really care for his sister. I looked around and realized that the place was a dump and the ladies there were in pretty bad shape.
End of File...wakey wakey time...oy. Odd dream.
posted by Laje Kahr at 8:52 AM
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