two separate dreams this morning:
i met with the guys from EYEHATEGOD for a book i was writing. it was supposed to be an official biography, i think. we were hanging out at various locations while i asked questions and wrote down notes and recorded them via audio. they gave more and more info. finally i started asking the tough questions and they didn't wanna talk so much anymore. then i woke up.
finally i got back to sleep. eventually i was told we were packing up and moving to a hotel in charleston, il. with a woman and her 3 kids. all the anipals were left behind or someone took them, i'm not sure. i kept protesting the move but was told over and over it was for the best. the hotel room had two queen sized beds and a small bathroom. there was a large backyard that all the hotel residents shared. at the bottom of some stairs, back in the far corner, were stacks of tiny rabbit cages. they were just laying on top of one another like someone put them down and ran off. our bunny wasn't even there. on one end of the hotel, there was a bar and pool area. i went down to the pool and tried to figure out how the hell i was going to get out of the situation.
the end?
a random collection of whatever from beyond the cosmic horizon; the psychic adventures of a rambling, gambling, heavy metal beatnik.
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Friday, August 22, 2014
Starting a band with steven tyler in the post-apocalyptic futurescape
Aug 22, 2014 10:57am
i had a dream this morning where, in a post-apocalyptic dystopia, aerosmith's steven tyler and i decided to start a band together while riding our horses through the wastelands. we rescued kate hudson and she joined the band.
Saturday, August 9, 2014
drunken snuggie vs the cops, tourin' via porches, wendys ban
dreams from this morning:
i was in a yard next to a white picket fence type house. it was night. i'm talking to, or trying to convince a cop not to arrest my wife. she has had a few drinks and she's really mad and yelling at them. there is at least 5 or 6 and they want to take her to jail. she's wearing a snuggie. she goes back in the house and sits on a recliner. we go into the kitchen. i keep talking to the cop, telling him she doesn't need jail, she needs a nap. then i hear them getting angry and i run around the other side from the kitchen into the living room. i'm only wearing boxers and a tshirt. all the cops have sawed-off shotguns and they all freak out and point them at me. i put my hands up and start yelling, "really? gonna shoot me in my underwear?" and they get embarrassed and lower the guns.
later, the band is on tour or something. we're playing a show on the porch of a tall house somewhere in the south. the porch overlooks a large field. kids are running around and we can't find any power cables or cables for the PA. this goes on forever and the show never seems to start.
then another dream where wendys was banned from serving food forever by the government. people are debating if it was right or wrong. i just thought it was funny
i was in a yard next to a white picket fence type house. it was night. i'm talking to, or trying to convince a cop not to arrest my wife. she has had a few drinks and she's really mad and yelling at them. there is at least 5 or 6 and they want to take her to jail. she's wearing a snuggie. she goes back in the house and sits on a recliner. we go into the kitchen. i keep talking to the cop, telling him she doesn't need jail, she needs a nap. then i hear them getting angry and i run around the other side from the kitchen into the living room. i'm only wearing boxers and a tshirt. all the cops have sawed-off shotguns and they all freak out and point them at me. i put my hands up and start yelling, "really? gonna shoot me in my underwear?" and they get embarrassed and lower the guns.
later, the band is on tour or something. we're playing a show on the porch of a tall house somewhere in the south. the porch overlooks a large field. kids are running around and we can't find any power cables or cables for the PA. this goes on forever and the show never seems to start.
then another dream where wendys was banned from serving food forever by the government. people are debating if it was right or wrong. i just thought it was funny
Monday, June 30, 2014
worst dream ever?
so i had this awful dream the other day. it was me but not me. i was working in a dirty warehouse factory type of place, with toxic metal chemicals. i was new to the job and all the other workers hated me. we had to wear gray jumpsuits. everyone was covered in soot and dirt from the metal. my hands were still dirty no matter how many times i washed them, the metal had gotten into the cracks of my skin.
after a few weeks of working there, getting picked on and pushed around, i got very tired of it. there were several incidents that i can't clearly remember but all of them involved me hating being there and wanting a way out, and someone causing me pain. finally something happened and it put me over the edge. the guy who was always taunting me and causing me problems shoved me into some of the metal but i caught myself before falling into it and shoved him to the floor. there was a split second where i had a decision to make: beat the living shit out of this person and stand up for myself, or let it go. time sort of stopped. then i decided to get my revenge. i told myself that it wasn't real, after all. that nothing was real. then i viciously beat this persons face into a pulp and enjoyed it. releasing a mass amount of emotional distress in the process. once i stopped, everyone stood and looked at me, frightened. then the scene started to fade, and a voice started talking. it was an older version of me. "that was 60 years ago. that's why i'm here." and the view cut back to this other me as a very old man, who was in prison for this beating. who had served 60 years and only had a year or two left to serve. now i was feeling a tangled mass of anxiety, trying to figure out how i would restart my life after being behind bars for so long. i kept telling myself that it wasn't real but i slowly couldn't hear that voice anymore because the reality seemed to be setting in. finally i woke up and was pretty disturbed by the whole thing.
the end?
after a few weeks of working there, getting picked on and pushed around, i got very tired of it. there were several incidents that i can't clearly remember but all of them involved me hating being there and wanting a way out, and someone causing me pain. finally something happened and it put me over the edge. the guy who was always taunting me and causing me problems shoved me into some of the metal but i caught myself before falling into it and shoved him to the floor. there was a split second where i had a decision to make: beat the living shit out of this person and stand up for myself, or let it go. time sort of stopped. then i decided to get my revenge. i told myself that it wasn't real, after all. that nothing was real. then i viciously beat this persons face into a pulp and enjoyed it. releasing a mass amount of emotional distress in the process. once i stopped, everyone stood and looked at me, frightened. then the scene started to fade, and a voice started talking. it was an older version of me. "that was 60 years ago. that's why i'm here." and the view cut back to this other me as a very old man, who was in prison for this beating. who had served 60 years and only had a year or two left to serve. now i was feeling a tangled mass of anxiety, trying to figure out how i would restart my life after being behind bars for so long. i kept telling myself that it wasn't real but i slowly couldn't hear that voice anymore because the reality seemed to be setting in. finally i woke up and was pretty disturbed by the whole thing.
the end?
Monday, June 9, 2014
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
big show for which band?
dream:
i was at some big venue that was totally packed. seemed like it might have been pepsi coliseum or something similar. i'm here to see the big show. eventually lazyhawk finds me wandering the halls. "are you ready to play? you start in five minutes!" this sets in a panic, as i don't know which band he's talking about. then i realize neither band has practiced for the show so it doesn't matter, it's going to sound sloppy. this goes on a for a long while, but i never get to the part where we start playing.
the end?
i was at some big venue that was totally packed. seemed like it might have been pepsi coliseum or something similar. i'm here to see the big show. eventually lazyhawk finds me wandering the halls. "are you ready to play? you start in five minutes!" this sets in a panic, as i don't know which band he's talking about. then i realize neither band has practiced for the show so it doesn't matter, it's going to sound sloppy. this goes on a for a long while, but i never get to the part where we start playing.
the end?
Monday, May 19, 2014
tiny brown piglet w/ wolf
dream:
we're in the backyard of a new house. it is surrounded by chain link fencing. we're playing with the cats. suddenly i see a tiny brown piglet, about the size of a potato. i point to it. despite standing very close to it she can't see it. i point again at the piglet as it starts to move. it's super cute. she still can't see it because of a small tree in the yard. eventually i realize there is a wolf attached to the piglet by a small string that runs into the wolf's mouth. i start to panic trying to figure out how to save the piglet. i can't remember beyond that point.
the end?
we're in the backyard of a new house. it is surrounded by chain link fencing. we're playing with the cats. suddenly i see a tiny brown piglet, about the size of a potato. i point to it. despite standing very close to it she can't see it. i point again at the piglet as it starts to move. it's super cute. she still can't see it because of a small tree in the yard. eventually i realize there is a wolf attached to the piglet by a small string that runs into the wolf's mouth. i start to panic trying to figure out how to save the piglet. i can't remember beyond that point.
the end?
Friday, May 16, 2014
on vacation, rental home renovations, underwear riding
dream:
my wife and i were on vacation somewhere, probably vegas. we rented some house instead of staying at a hotel. for some reason she gets mad at me and decided she would renovate the house. she ripped up some floor tiles and part of a wall. there would also be painting involved. i tried to argue that it wasn't our house, (and we were on vacation!) to no avail. eventually i had to leave so i grabbed a motorcycle and took off. i think it belonged to the homeowner. anyway, i am blocks away at a stop light when i realize i am wearing only tighty-whiteys. i have to get back to the house and get my pants. i make a u-turn and head into some neighborhood. i ride the motorcycle down an alley and up into someone's backyard. finally riding it into their open backdoor. there are people in the house, and i try to explain to them i just need to get home and put on some pants, "i'm on vacation," i say. turns out it is some girl i went to high school who lives there. and her husband i also know from somewhere. we start remembering the old times and head to a burger king. we're eating whoppers and talking and finally i remember i am not wearing pants. so i head outside to get the motorcycle and it's gone. someone took it. now i have to walk back and i'm not even sure where i am.
the end?
my wife and i were on vacation somewhere, probably vegas. we rented some house instead of staying at a hotel. for some reason she gets mad at me and decided she would renovate the house. she ripped up some floor tiles and part of a wall. there would also be painting involved. i tried to argue that it wasn't our house, (and we were on vacation!) to no avail. eventually i had to leave so i grabbed a motorcycle and took off. i think it belonged to the homeowner. anyway, i am blocks away at a stop light when i realize i am wearing only tighty-whiteys. i have to get back to the house and get my pants. i make a u-turn and head into some neighborhood. i ride the motorcycle down an alley and up into someone's backyard. finally riding it into their open backdoor. there are people in the house, and i try to explain to them i just need to get home and put on some pants, "i'm on vacation," i say. turns out it is some girl i went to high school who lives there. and her husband i also know from somewhere. we start remembering the old times and head to a burger king. we're eating whoppers and talking and finally i remember i am not wearing pants. so i head outside to get the motorcycle and it's gone. someone took it. now i have to walk back and i'm not even sure where i am.
the end?
Thursday, May 8, 2014
huge family dinner, sleeping = good, broken glasses
dreamz:
i'm sleeping in a cubbyhole adjacent to a big dining room. my mom is trying to wake me up because the entire family (and several other families, apparently) are over for some holiday dinner. i am in and out of a dream and getting irritated, so i curse and yell. allegedly everyone hears and is offended. finally i wake up and go into the dining area (or one of the dining areas) and knock over an entire bowl of peas and bacon. don't mess with me! finally i go up the stairs of this house (which looks like a mansion) and open a door. there are a bunch of little kids in there, all dressed up. i introduce myself and we become fast friends. waking up is yucky, they say.
later i'm walking down a street with a line of trees in the middle of it. my glasses suddenly fly off my head, i think because my head is getting too big. the glasses fly in two sections and land about 50 feet away. i run over to pick them up and they are broken in the center. i put them on even though they are broken and they fall off, over and over.
the end?
i'm sleeping in a cubbyhole adjacent to a big dining room. my mom is trying to wake me up because the entire family (and several other families, apparently) are over for some holiday dinner. i am in and out of a dream and getting irritated, so i curse and yell. allegedly everyone hears and is offended. finally i wake up and go into the dining area (or one of the dining areas) and knock over an entire bowl of peas and bacon. don't mess with me! finally i go up the stairs of this house (which looks like a mansion) and open a door. there are a bunch of little kids in there, all dressed up. i introduce myself and we become fast friends. waking up is yucky, they say.
later i'm walking down a street with a line of trees in the middle of it. my glasses suddenly fly off my head, i think because my head is getting too big. the glasses fly in two sections and land about 50 feet away. i run over to pick them up and they are broken in the center. i put them on even though they are broken and they fall off, over and over.
the end?
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
two giant arm gashes vs. foam healing worm
yesterday i had a dream i was hanging out with MSNBC's alex wagner. while sitting around with friends, i realized there was something gnawing on my right arm. i looked down to see two huge gashes on my forearm. they were an inch wide and a few inches long. on the left one was what looked to be a giant worm made of 'foam' that was part of my own cells. the worm had a head that was chewing the seams together to make it heal. we all watched in amazement. it was three times bigger than the biggest caterpillar. eventually it healed the cut all the way up and the worm disintegrated and fell off. the cut on the right became bigger though, and went all the way down to my thumb. it didn't hurt. i was showing it off like a battle wound. what?
the end?
the end?
Friday, May 2, 2014
jurassic park / alien mask / kiss nugent party
dreams:
today i dreamed that i was at a huge festival show. i ended up onstage with lamb of god and randy was trying to make me sing some part of some song. later i was on a bus riding to kid rock's house.
yesterday's dream:
we were flying in a ship with an open top, like a boat. we're high above some nature preserve / park that is full of large dinosaurs and other massive creatures. leaning over the edge in disbelief, i can see an epic battle going on below. as we go a little lower we fly over some water. a huge whale-sized black shark fish thing with lots of teeth comes out of the water and flies right up below us and grabs the corner of the ship. the pilot speeds up and the entire craft shakes for a second before the shark fish lets go and drops back into the water.
next we're at a party and someone there is looking for me. i put on my alien mask and pretend i'm someone else. this allows me to hear all the conversation about me. mostly about expectations of some sort.
eventually i am at someone's house for a different party. we're in the basement. allegedly KISS is playing. the equipment is all set up but the band hasn't shown up. suddenly ted nugent shows up and says he is filling in, by himself. he takes off his shirt and tries to look tough as he starts singing KISS songs. everyone starts filing out.
the end?
today i dreamed that i was at a huge festival show. i ended up onstage with lamb of god and randy was trying to make me sing some part of some song. later i was on a bus riding to kid rock's house.
yesterday's dream:
we were flying in a ship with an open top, like a boat. we're high above some nature preserve / park that is full of large dinosaurs and other massive creatures. leaning over the edge in disbelief, i can see an epic battle going on below. as we go a little lower we fly over some water. a huge whale-sized black shark fish thing with lots of teeth comes out of the water and flies right up below us and grabs the corner of the ship. the pilot speeds up and the entire craft shakes for a second before the shark fish lets go and drops back into the water.
next we're at a party and someone there is looking for me. i put on my alien mask and pretend i'm someone else. this allows me to hear all the conversation about me. mostly about expectations of some sort.
eventually i am at someone's house for a different party. we're in the basement. allegedly KISS is playing. the equipment is all set up but the band hasn't shown up. suddenly ted nugent shows up and says he is filling in, by himself. he takes off his shirt and tries to look tough as he starts singing KISS songs. everyone starts filing out.
the end?
Thursday, April 24, 2014
sucked into criminal hillbilly family
dreams:
two mornings ago, i dreamed that i ended up joining a hockey team. yesterday i dreamed i became an assistant for the band KISS.
this morning, i had a dream that i was working for some murderous hillbillies. we were in some garage made of corrugated metal. the garage was on a large property that was a commune for these criminals and their families. we were supposed to be fixing cars but in reality were doing sinister things. at first i tried to ignore the signs. but eventually i was being made an accessory. i can't remember specific details but it seemed like kidnapping, rape and murder were all involved.
at some point they were onto me and i had to feign ignorance. another time i went back to the garage to sabotage them, but was nearly caught. was chased in the dark into a field and hid behind some bushes.
another time i went into a dusty room in the back and it was filled with stolen televisions. a friend and i were going to watch something, sports maybe. i moved many dust covered tvs of all types to get to the flatscreen in the back. unfortunately didn't work and the boss came in and busted us.
eventually i burned the entire commune to the ground and felt vindicated. but the patriarch of the family was still free and he wanted to kill me.
the end?
two mornings ago, i dreamed that i ended up joining a hockey team. yesterday i dreamed i became an assistant for the band KISS.
this morning, i had a dream that i was working for some murderous hillbillies. we were in some garage made of corrugated metal. the garage was on a large property that was a commune for these criminals and their families. we were supposed to be fixing cars but in reality were doing sinister things. at first i tried to ignore the signs. but eventually i was being made an accessory. i can't remember specific details but it seemed like kidnapping, rape and murder were all involved.
at some point they were onto me and i had to feign ignorance. another time i went back to the garage to sabotage them, but was nearly caught. was chased in the dark into a field and hid behind some bushes.
another time i went into a dusty room in the back and it was filled with stolen televisions. a friend and i were going to watch something, sports maybe. i moved many dust covered tvs of all types to get to the flatscreen in the back. unfortunately didn't work and the boss came in and busted us.
eventually i burned the entire commune to the ground and felt vindicated. but the patriarch of the family was still free and he wanted to kill me.
the end?
Saturday, April 19, 2014
chuck's party, teal jeep test ride bump, hot sauces
dream:
was over at chuck brown's house for a party. everyone was sitting around on bean bags in a red room. there was a bright wood floor. i think we were watching tv. chuck had his head turned away from me. it seemed like he scowled at everything i said. finally i asked if he was mad. he told me he was sick of the fact that i had everything handed to me, where he had to work hard, even as a little baby.
later brian parker was test driving vehicles in this weird, sunny neighborhood. he pulled a teal colored, jeep looking thing to the edge of his driveway and ran back inside while it was still running. i ran across the street and jumped into it. i took a right and hit the gas. the pedals were really small and far away. i got up some speed and thought how funny my prank was. except a car in front of me was coming to a stoplight, much slower than i thought. i slammed on the breaks and the teal car slowed and slowed but right before it stopped, it bumped the car in front of me oh so gently. they looked like they were going to pull over. shit. i don't have my license and i'm just wearing a pair of shorts. they pulled forward instead because of the intersection. whew. then they pulled over next to a department store ahead. oh noes. i hit the gas and sped on by them, turning my head so they couldn't see my face as i passed.
i brought the car back to brian and we had a chuckle. he jumped in the car and took off. i walked over to a park area and under a picnic shelter looking structure was rob hough and a couple other dudes eating pizza. or maybe they were trying different hot sauces. i leaned over and told one of them that i bumped the car. he laughed. then i realized he would be the lone witness to testify against me. doh! dudes were getting mad that i didn't want any hot sauce, but i was strategizing.
the end?
was over at chuck brown's house for a party. everyone was sitting around on bean bags in a red room. there was a bright wood floor. i think we were watching tv. chuck had his head turned away from me. it seemed like he scowled at everything i said. finally i asked if he was mad. he told me he was sick of the fact that i had everything handed to me, where he had to work hard, even as a little baby.
later brian parker was test driving vehicles in this weird, sunny neighborhood. he pulled a teal colored, jeep looking thing to the edge of his driveway and ran back inside while it was still running. i ran across the street and jumped into it. i took a right and hit the gas. the pedals were really small and far away. i got up some speed and thought how funny my prank was. except a car in front of me was coming to a stoplight, much slower than i thought. i slammed on the breaks and the teal car slowed and slowed but right before it stopped, it bumped the car in front of me oh so gently. they looked like they were going to pull over. shit. i don't have my license and i'm just wearing a pair of shorts. they pulled forward instead because of the intersection. whew. then they pulled over next to a department store ahead. oh noes. i hit the gas and sped on by them, turning my head so they couldn't see my face as i passed.
i brought the car back to brian and we had a chuckle. he jumped in the car and took off. i walked over to a park area and under a picnic shelter looking structure was rob hough and a couple other dudes eating pizza. or maybe they were trying different hot sauces. i leaned over and told one of them that i bumped the car. he laughed. then i realized he would be the lone witness to testify against me. doh! dudes were getting mad that i didn't want any hot sauce, but i was strategizing.
the end?
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