Feeling morbid.....

Sweet Dreams

A Funeral Poem..... from Memories of Me, Billy Crystal 1988

Now's the time to go to sleep.
Time to slip away.
Time to say Sweet Dreams,
To the things that I love today.

Sweet dreams to the stars.
Sweet dreams to the breeze.
Sweet dreams to belly buttons that go in.
Sweet dreams to belly buttons that go out.

Sweet dreams to all the tushies in the world.
Little ones and the big fat ones.
Like the waitress at the bowling alley.
Sweet Dreams.

Friends, relationships.....

You touched my life... and were gone again.

joe
earl
kevin
ben
chris
scott
albie
mike
jeff
scott
ej
brian
danny
brian x3
scott
johnny
nick
tommy
johnny
brad
dave
eric
patrick
ken
josh
jim
tim
jeff
larry
kenny
kaycie
krispin
doug 
daniel
greg
art
mark
peter
patrick
ali
sam
larry
giovanni
joey
david
billy
anthony 
richard 
dominic
peter 
david
marco
edgar
steve x4
shawn
rebecca 
nina
brian 
stacy
dave

Dream Theatre

You'll need a cast of characters for this one... Dave is my boyfriend, Matt, his brother. I apologize -for the surreal quality to this, but I wrote it out as I woke, and remembered it. It was very stream-of-consciousness.

So I had this dream......


For some reason, I had to stay at a hotel. Dave & Matt dropped me off, I collected my things, checked in, grabbed a pillow from the room, and went to the movies. I didn't want to sit alone all night; I needed some entertainment.

The hotel had an outdoor theater. It was supposed to be a showing of Clan of the Cave Bear - a new version to coincide with the release of the video game. Tickets were only $5. The seating were stone benches, in the manner of a coliseum.

The speakers near me kept going out, and I complained several times within the theater. I finally went and complained up at the customer service counter.

The ticket agent at the counter was so extremely rude. His response to my complaint was that if I wanted a better experience at the theater, then I should pay more for my tickets and go downtown. I very calmly stated that he was arrogant and rude, and to have a nice night by himself - as he'd need to get used to it. I then left the theater.

For some reason, the lobby of the theater had an alcove that led into the unused, under construction, a portion of the hotel I was staying at.

There was decor on the walls, almost ready for commercial use. They had swords for sale - to be a part of the video game pre-release of Clan of The Cave Bear, as well. I had wandered into a hallway where all of the hotel room doors were open. All of the rooms were either unused or unfurnished. Or where they were "furnished," it was not the hotel's standard furnishings, but the construction worker's personal effects.

At some point, I had picked up a short sword to purchase, I remember it was a $65 sword. A female attendant saw me with it and gestured toward a larger conference room saying that in order to be a part of the beta-testing of the new video game, that in addition to the $65 sword, I would need to also purchase the 'Trafalgar Sword' - a sword meant for clan leaders in the video game. I thanked her for the info and walked on. I entered the conference room and removed the long sword from its mounting, and walked out with it.

As I was walking through the hallway with the sword, I started thinking about the rude treatment that I received from the customer service clerk; every step I took, I was becoming increasingly agitated.

I found an exit to the hotel floors, walked through and found my room, and...

.....stole both of the swords. Then I woke up.