Still Searching
So, I'm still searching for the right things to say (or would that be the write things to say?!? Ohhhhh!!!!!!!! Boo yah!!!!) But, in the meantime, I had a dream that I'd like to share.
I was on the run with B and someone else. Using a grappling hook, we managed to make it to the top of a bullet train, and so there we sat... on the roof of a bullet train. It was night time, and I was tired -- but I was very nervous about falling off the train -- because that would hurt a lot. So, then, my eyes got really tired and I couldn't stare at all the passing trees (that was my actual thought in the dream), and I lay down on my back next to my wife, who was staring at the beautiful night sky.
We sat there while I was giving her a lecture on the various constellations; constellations like "Mary Tyler Moore" -- the well known constellation that the Aztecs saw where a woman was throwing her hat in the air. Also "Jack Sprat" -- the lesser known pair of constellations of a very thin man next to a woman eating a turkey.
Suddenly, I fell asleep and thought that I was falling off the train but as I rolled, I realized that the bullet train was much wider than I though and that I could roll back and forth with no problem. Then there was a sudden, and inexplicable scene change.
The next thing that happened in my dream involved a giant invading French army led by president Nicolas Sarkozy who had employed ever weapon at his disposal to take over Canada. Apparently every weapon included the title character from the Playstation game God of War, Kratos. So, there I was, in my dream, watching the French try to take over Canada using the extra-fictional God of War from a video game (who has two swords attached to his arms connected by chains -- which, at this point, he was using more for locomotion rather than to attack) when I suddenly realized that I was watching all of this from a giant command center and that I was in charge of the joint US/Canuck forces fighting off Sarkozy.
The last thing I remember is watching Kratos on a monitor attacking a tank. Then all of a sudden everyone in the room was barking and whining like my dog. And, a couple minutes later I was watching my dog poop outside -- only in real life, not in the dream.
-Jon