I'm trying to see if I can piece this together but I'm saying it here anyway... I know there's a dream forum. Anywho... In the past week I've had many strange dreams... One was Shelly dressed like a swedish person or something... portraying a lemonade vendor in the 1900s and I was buying a cup while holding a briefcase and a newspaper... while wearing this wool hat and a wool coat (I guess I wasn't vegan back then)... It was in new york... I guess I was a businessman or something... Afterwards I dreampt that I was in Clearwater Beach and I had my guitars with me... except... only one of them were my guitars... it was my cherry sunburst Gibson Les Paul and the rest were like... well, one was one of Edward Van Halen's Strats... then there was Lucille - BB King's Gibson... and I think there was Neil Young's D-28 that was the main guitar that Hank Williams owned and used... anyway... I was at the hotel we stayed at when we were down there and the guitars were tied to the bannister on the balcony with shoelaces... and they were hanging over the bannister... Our bathing suits were hung over and tied like that when we stayed there... the strange thing is... at one point I like... tried to touch Van Halen's guitar and it fell... and it knocked over my guitar and took it with it. At this point Hank Williams' guitar dissapeared and I was like "Oh well, at least I still have B.B. King's guitar"... then van halen's guitar dissapeared and my guitar reappeared on the balcony and it was really messed up... It still worked after falling seven stories but it was messed up... Then I dreampt... I was still down there though... but I'm not sure where I was... I was asleep in like... this driveway and this orange cat comes up and licks my face and says "'Tis the last time you'll see her like this" (then something cuts him off in mid sentence) and I'm just looking up at the sky and the grass around me in this driveway... and all of a sudden I see someone... I'm not sure who it was... I just saw them looking down at me but it was so quick and their hair was blocking their face... and my entire world starting to spin and I was transported to space with no sound... really slowly... well, there was like this odd suction sound or like it was some kind of video tape being fast-forwarded... and I was floating around looking down to the earth and this satellite was beeping... then I started falling.... all the way right back to where I was. In another short dream... I remember being at this wedding and it took place in this yard... I can't remember if it was my house or not... anyway... there's people in chairs and everything and on one side there's people and their faces are blank... and to the other side are people in my family... a lot of them are in their 60s/70s now and live in the appalachian mountains... but they were all at a wedding... and I'm standing there near the front of the aisle and my family is there and the people on the other side... there's only a few though... there's hardly anyone on the other side... and then I was like "Am I getting married? WTF?" but my family looked larger (and I have a small family) anyway... the person or whatever marrying me (not sure what religion they were) she kind of looked like Whoopi Goldberg... and she goes... anywho... there's like... music but I can't understand anything the music says and the bride walks down and I notice she's considerably shorter than I and her face is blurred too and then there's silence and then the Whoopi Goldberg person is speaking and her lips are moving but I can't hear her... then I say "I do" because they're waiting for me and the lady is just staying... and then I have a wedding band in my pocket and I put it on her finger... and then.... I don't know... I guess it got to the point where they said that if anyone objected speak now or forever hold your peace... then this person stood up and pointed and his face was blurred as well... then I woke up to the telephone ringing.... the blurred wedding one and the cat one were last night... the guitar one was the night before... and the lemonade one was the night before that... and I have no clue...
Yep. It's caffeine, the silent killer! .__. (see! it comes in yer sleep!) but really, if you've been doing a lot, or have been busy with different stuff then that might be it too.
I know it's really off-topic... But, vegans don't wear woolen clothes? Ha. Interesting. *thus, I can never ever become a vegan - nor have I ever understood them* Oh, you hippies...
I don't get why they don't either. I mean... as far as I understand... they don't actually hurt sheep getting wool, right? and what about honey? I can understand leather an all, but... eh
