A few nights ago, I had a dream that I was at a marina somewhere on my family's boat that we used to have. The dream skipped to like a camera view of a group of yound fishermen in a small fiberglass motorboat going out to fish in the ocean. It was overcast. They had big lures and after a whole day of fishing, only one of them caught a fish. They returned to the marina and decided to try fishing off the dock that wsa attached to the bulkhead. They used 2 rods and whole hot dogs as bait. All of a sudden you could see small swarms of skates grabbing onto the bait and even onto those surrounding the bait. They pulled the rods up and shook the skates off of the bait onto the dock and collected them into buckets. The next cast, my dream zoomed out into a birds eye view and i could see the hundreds of skates swarming around the bait. this time there were about 3x as many skates that formed a mass about 2x the size of an exercise ball. they pulled them up onto the dock and the skates fell off the bait. Then, the fishing authorities came over and started measuring the size of the skates to make sure they were legals. the fishin authority had blue shirts, dark blue pants, a dark blue cap and they were all overweight black women.
My next dream, from last night, I was in a large white tiled shower with multiple shower heads, like one at a gym. I was naked and people started coming in to watch thismovie that was being projected into the opposite corner of the shower. It was a realistic apocolyptic movie and I had a box of ammo for my 0.38 pistol and i was washing the bullets in the shower head as i showered. Then some girls (clothed) came in and music started playing and my friend mike was organizing an ameature strip thing for these girls. they were supposed to dance to the music while in the middle fo the shower and strip, although none of them actually stripped, they just made an attempt at dancing provocatively, which they failed at. The excitement of stripping and being provocative wore off and they finally left. That's it.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
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