Dinner with Eminem

At the beginning of the dream, I was at my Aunt's house in Mendon, MA, attending a large outdoor funeral. Tina was with me and while we were there, we encountered Eminem, apparently a friend of the departed (I don't know who died). Eminem was very friendly and invited us back to his home nearby.

When we got to his house, we sat down to a nice dinner with Eminem's mom and some of his posse. Em told us that Relapse 2 was coming soon and he promised it was gonna be dope beyond belief, channeling "Forever" where he killed everyone with his verse. After that, he told us we could invite some people over to hang out. I told my friend Deon, a big Eminem fan, and he promptly came over. We started smoking and more of Em's friends showed up. Eventually we had a bunch of joints and a bowl being passed around the living room. I embarrassed myself by taking a joint and having it fall apart in my hands. I felt like a novice smoker and apologized to everyone. I then noticed that Em had a really weird version of Mario Kart 64, which he claimed was the 4th sequel to the original on N64 but was never officially released (there were no other Karts released on 64). It looked pretty futuristic for a console from the 90s but unfortunately I didn't get to play because Em and most of his posse sauntered off and I figured the party was over so Deon, Tina, and I left.

what the fuck

HUGE, AMAZINGLY-DETAILED, CINEMATIC sci-fi dream that eventually turns into some sort of pokemon thing. time travel, underground passageways, post-apocalypse, giant empty cities, etc., etc. it's some weird collision of i am legend, the road, lost, and the pokemon universe. don't remember any details except that, in the end, time is reset (a la the alternate timeline in lost) and ash ketchum has two starting pokemon: pickachu and a giant talking doritos chip who wears sunglasses. really.

JACKASS 4D

I dreamed I was in a filming of Jackass, and my "challenge" or whatever was to pogo-stick in a room full of killer bees. It took me until about halfway into it to realize that getting stung repeatedly by killer bees would probably hurt a whole lot. Somehow I survived, but then the next challenge was Steve-O chasing me around with a magnifying glass trying to burn me with refracted sunlight. He lit a cigarette about the size of a toilet paper tube with the magnifying glass and smoked it.

THE END

Real American Dildos

I had a dream last night that Corey G. and I went to the video store and they were playing the new GI Joe movie. While in "real life", that movie looked like a steaming shit pile, the version they were showing in the video store ruled. First of all, in the first scene the good guys kill cops simply because they pulled them over. Then it turns into this huge chase with tons of slow motion explosions and people doing crazy shit in mid-air, and more cops get killed. It looked really awesome, that's all I'm sayin'.

Then we went to a lame party where half of the attendees were junior-high girls, but this song was playing at the party right before i woke up:

White Power Ballads

In my dream I was standing by a highway near my childhood home, waiting for a parade to come by. It was summer, and there were a few yard sales along the road that i decided to check out. I was going through this one guy's stuff and I found a couple cool records. I wound up chatting with the guy and he seemed like a cool dude. I figured anything he recommended would be pretty interesting. He wound up suggesting that I buy this one record that had an awesome cover (although I don't remember what it looked like), and he told me it was an amazing psych band from the sixties, kind of like the Monks. I said I was a fan of the Monks, and he said, no not "the Monks", rather this band was made up of all ordained monks. I looked through it and discovered that the album title was "I'm a White Supremacist." I thought maybe it was ironic or something. Then I looked at the lyrics on the inside of the gatefold, and the only ones listed were for the title track. The chorus went "I'm a white supremacist/ the implications are rele" (i don't know why real was spelled rele, but it was). The guy said it was kind of polka-influenced. I began to question his judgement.

Then my dad came over and said that his two kids would be there soon. Yeah, turns out my dad had two kids from a previous marriage. Then somebody called me and I woke up.

First Lady of Comedy

I was with a few Japanese people and a couple Sudanese basketball players. We were in Concord, NH driving to a dinner at a fictional Chinese restaurant on Main St. in Concord for a post-game meal. On the drive, we stopped at a red light, and Tina, Debby, and Kelley Jewell were walking down the street in the distance. I yelled out the window to them, but they didn't hear me. That was their only role in the dream.

I was starving when we got to the restaurant. We had a party of about 20 people, and there were sandwiches waiting at everyone's seat. I was starving from the game, so I ate my sandwich right away. I realized that nobody else was eating theirs, but I didn't care. I finished half the sandwich, and drank some coke which made me burp. I then looked to my right and realized that I was sitting next to Michelle Obama. I was so embarrassed that I burped in front of the first lady.

Anyway, I apologized, and we began talking. I told her how I've met her brother a few times, and whatnot. Then, we started talking about how one of the Sudanese guys plays the saxophone all night, but he is really terrible at it. Michelle Obama then referred to him as a "Sax Offender." I thought it was really funny. I remember her saying in a really ghetto fabulous style, "What? The First Lady ain't allowed to make jokes?"

I then reached into a giant bag of fun sized candy bars that was on the table, and dropped a couple on the ground. When I went to pick them up, I noticed that Michelle Obama had about 100 fun sized Milky Ways stashed under her seat. She had gone through the candy and taken out all of the Milky Ways. She said that Milky Ways were her favorite. She was hot.

hornbeck snap

I had a dream last week regarding a dream journal poster so I ought to record it.

In the dream I was traveling in order to complete a task that seemed very pressing and urgent. This task was to exactly re-create photos Alex H had taken in various places. It reminded my dream-self of Pokemon Snap.

Fred Astaire

I was at basketball practice, and our coach told everyone how I have a really good itunes library. He then requested that I put together a "pump up" playlist that would be blaring throughout practice. He noted that many of my teammates would be impressed with some of my hip hop knowledge. I had my playlist prepared and hooked it up. The music started, but for some reason it was "Cheek to Cheek" by Fred Asatire. I paniced and switched to the next track, and it was "Cheek to Cheek" again. For some reason the whole playlist consisted of this song, and everyone thought I was super lame.

DREAM CLIPS(E)

So last night I had one very long, somewhat self-referential dream, of which I will only be recording the interesting parts, because like i said it was really long, but nothing incredibly amazing really happened. However here are some amusing excerpts:

1. It started out as a field trip to a marine biology museum/aquarium. We wound up helping out with an "experiment" that really just involved a person getting towed around by a motorboat while a giant, jagged-toothed shark chased them and tried to eat them.

2. I "jump-cutted" into a class with dave lenson (i guess he's like my dream totem or something, b/c he's in tons of my dreams), and it was the first day of classes. The syllabus was all awesome films, books and records that I know and love. I was so excited that I kept blurting out how much i love these things and why, until I realized that I must seem like a huge brown-noser. One of the required listenings was a collaboration between Sun Ra & The Clipse, on limited edition 10" vinyl that was put out as an addition to a magazine. I remember thinking it was so awesome, but also wondering how on earth i would be able to obtain it. Finally, he had us watch a video of the shark experiment that I had been involved in earlier, and I remember wanting to yell something like "I WAS THERE!", but again, I thought everybody would think I was just trying to be the teacher's pet, so I just sat and stewed.

3. One of my Comp-Lit teachers (hint: think Lit. Crit.) brought her girlfriend over to my house and we had tea in my room, but then they got in my bed together, so I was like "peace out!" Then my mom came over and wanted to go shopping for Under Armor with me, and I didn't want to go, but I also wanted to get out of my house so that my mom didn't see the aged-lesbo action that was going on in my room.

That's all I can remember right now. Stay tuned for Alex's LOST premiere dream!