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posted March 16, 2008 11:27 PM PDT

Riding in cars with IFHY.

I had a dream that I was riding in an old, beat up, blue and silver truck with myself, Swatrob and MrZakk in the back, Zid in the front passenger seat and Osyris was driving.  We were going through a city that was comprised of equal parts: nice residential areas and areas of nothing but burnt out rubble.  We drove past a house that resembled the one from Psycho and commented on how crazy it is that "that girl" (presumably a member) lived in that haunted ass place.  Then we continued on into one of the crappier areas of town.

At this point I should explain that O_G couldn't drive.  He was swerving all over the place.  He didn't know how to use the brakes.  He was taking every turn way too wide.  It was bad

While in one of the shitty areas, Osyris lost control of the truck while turning, went way too wide, had to swerve back out of the way of oncoming traffic and sideswiped a police truck.  He stops and, as a very irate policeman walks over to us, the dream jumps forward.  We're now in a police station and they're going to let everyone go except me.  Some number on my ID doesn't match my identity, so I'm stuck until they figure out if I really am who I say I am.

Before I can get to see how this all plays out, my cats start fighting and wake me up.

BUT...!

After I go back to sleep I start dreaming that I'm in a little corner store and I'm buying a huge bottle of this watermelon liquor that somehow, magically manages to place an entire wedge of watermelon into a cool looking bottle, some White Chocolate with Pringles Reese's Peanutbutter Crunch Cups (that's all one thing) and a Milky Way Caramel Milkshake Ice Cream Bar.  I'm pretty sure none of those products exist, which is one of the reasons why dreams are better than reality.  Anyway...  As I'm waiting at the counter for a problem with some shoplifters to be resolved so I can check out, Osyris walks in.  We talk and goof off a bit and I mention that I just live 6 houses away.  That's where I'm heading when I leave.  He informs me that I'm not going home when I leave and leads me outside to a truck.

This is a different truck than the last one.  It's a nice, new-looking, black SUV. 

O_G tells me that he isn't able to go with them so I have to take his place.  He opens the back door for me and I climb in to find Rah in the seat next to me, some new girl in the front passenger seat (apparently she hasn't joined yet, since I didn't recognize her, but she's cool and very cute) and Cecil McDude is driving.

Cecil is a madman.  He's going 70 down side streets.  He never slows down, he just slams on the brakes and skids to a stop.  He's nicking other cars with his side mirrors at retarded speeds.  At one point I get out to check and see if there's an damage to the rear of the truck after he narrowly missed someone and something hit the back.  While outside of the truck, I notice a kid with a strong resemblance to Timothy Oliphant pretending he's Todd Gaines, the drug dealer from Go.  I joke with the kid for a few and then go back to the truck to be informed that, since I didn't have the proper vaccinations, I couldn't go with them.  Rah, apparently, was worried about me catching something.  None of them would tell me where it was we were driving that I'd need to be immunized before going there.

There was a little more after that, mostly with me riding my bike and getting lost somewhere, but none of that is important.

It seems as if the bad driving and being left behind are significant somehow.  Perhaps they give some insight into my psyche or something, but I'll be damned if I can figure it out.

last updated March 17, 2008 12:18 AM PDT