The Road to Tim Tebow's Halloween Night

Bear with me as this is a very, very odd dream that takes many twists and turns.

Night of October 29th, 2009
Palm Harbor, FL
Non Lucid

It all starts on a film set that looks very much like the Halloween Night set: cabins in the woods on a mountain. I am staying with the twins in one of the cabins. All of the cabins come housed with an underwater passageway to the local Wal-Mart Supercenter, another one of our locations for the film. I take it to get to work and almost drown in the process. I complain but no one is listening, someone has been murdered on set. Lisa comes up to me and tells me I need to get out, I am a suspect. She gets me the supplies I need, makes sure I am cross-dressed to avoid detection and hurries me out the front while Gina distracts the cops.
Yes I am in this movie, but I don't recommend it.

Once I am in the car and on my way, I get back in my own clothes and drive down to Gainesville but I am stuck in major traffic. They are doing a major overhaul of the main road. It needs widening and traffic is at a standstill. I look to my left and there is Tim Tebow in full football gear leading the way. He is making sure everyone is doing what they need to do. I take a nap and when I wake up the parking lot of a road is beginning to move. I look to my left again and the road is near completion. The machines are moving out too. Tebow is on one of them and he gives me a salute as he heads out.
Tim Tebow: Running plays AND tractors?

I continue driving until I get to a small cut-in. I pull in to check my route. A cop on a motorcycle pulls up and tells me I should have my emergency flashers on. I thought he had heard about the murder but he didn't seem to know. It is such a relief I agree to pay the $55 dollar ticket he gives me. He tells me the ticket is also good for a discount at the Tampa Digger auto store. He leaves but when I check my phone I find out there is no such place as Tampa Digger. I go to hunt him down and reveal this scam. This guy wasn't a cop at all. That's why nothing came up when he checked my license. As I near his hideout I see someone else tracking him down. We team up and confront him as he is leaving. He jumped in his golf cart to escape but I grab on to the roof and do a swinging kick and knock him out.
Then I woke up.
A Google Image Search of Tampa Digger revealed this gem.

Axis, Allies, Jelly Beans and Trolls

Night of Monday October 26, 2009
Palm Harbor, FL
Non-Lucid

I was looking through some cards that looked like they were a cross between Pokemon and Magic the Gathering cards when Tony busted in and said he wanted to show me a real game. So Corey and Tony began playing a twisted version of Axis and Allies... in my sister's room... with jelly beans. Corey's Nazi baby blue beans started marching toward Russia and took a crucial bridge. He left the room and while he was gone Tony played a big card resulting in his red jelly beans taking over half the territory Corey just took. Tony ate all the jelly beans from Corey's vanquished troops. Corey was upset when he came back and fought to reclaim the bridge. Odd thing in doing so, history be damned, a few turns later Russia was being run by the Nazis and Europe was covered by the Russians. Corey still had the bridge though and as hard as Tony tried he couldn't get more than a third of the way across. By now all the beans had been eaten and they were playing with green and red tiles.
Someone should make a "Someone has eaten all of Hitler's jellybeans" Youtube video.

After this came to a standstill they turned there eyes toward northern Africa, which was being run by an invisible third player who was using those odd Halloween orange circus peanut marshmallow things nobody ever eats. Corey quickly took high command here leaving Tony with just a small camp of troops left in Morocco. I asked my sister "Why doesn't Tony use the troll units he has in Paris?" My sister responded by saying the trolls suck. Apparently either the troll is the worst unit in the game or the Nazi's have troll rockets or something. I prefer to think of the latter as the truth.
THE KEYS TO VICTORY: Jelly Beans and Troll Rockets

The Flash vs. Baby Flash

Night of Saturday October 24, 2009
Palm Harbor, FL
Non Lucid

I was in a movie studio and I was The Flash. This sounds like the nerdiest thing ever, I know. I don't know why all of this was, it just was. I don't even like The Flash that much (that's right Ryan I said it). DC's greatest hero will always be Batman. Problem was I wasn't Batman- I was The Flash and I had a kid. Does The Flash even have a kid? I am going to have to ask one of my friends on that one.

Wow getting sidetracked.

So I was The Flash and I was racing a miniature version of me through the studio paths between the sound stages. Only thing was I had to carry a large HMI light to make the race fair. I was running and jumping with this light like it was nothing. Up and down stairwells, dodging people- everything. This went on for a long time and in the end I kicked my kid's ass!

Also: I would like to notify my readers that my dream with RED may very well be a prophetic one. I have landed an interview with them.

Old Dream: Portman vs. Candy

Couldn't recall my dream from last night so here is a golden oldie from around 2004-2005.

I am on a subway, dressed up for a wedding. It turns out I have been invited to Natalie Portman's wedding, except I am already at it. It is taking place in the last car of a New York subway. In the middle of the ceremony a swarm of M&M minis attack. Huey from "The Boondocks" appears and helps me fight the candy bits from hell off to save the wedding ceremony and we are the heroes of the reception.

RED

Night of October 16th, 2009
Palm Harbor, FL
(Non-lucid)

In case you didn't know I am a huge supporter of RED Cinema and eagerly anticipate the release of their new Scarlet camera. Last night I found myself in their factory and was let into all their top secret rooms. (They must have contact with aliens to have technology so far advanced of all their competitors. I don't know how they do it!) After a while a few people started asking who I was and what I was doing there but I wasn't kicked out once they figured out who I was. I didn't know why until I realized that ALL my friends were working there. Will and Yvonne were just two that I ran into. (Yvonne's name tag read "Cherry Darling" for some reason.) Yvonne didn't remember me at first but Will greeted me with enthusiasm and showed me around. I also asked him if he could try and get me a job with the company. We discussed the possibility as we headed down to the nearest beach that RED was near. Turns out the company has a secret tunnel to the beach because they are just that amazing.

Long Live Peter Finch

Night of October 16th, 2009
Palm Harbor, FL
(Non-lucid)

I was at the apartment of the Gomez twins (although it looked just like Corey's house) and was talking with Lisa about something, (probably Adam Lambert) and after that when she got up to go somewhere Gina came and sat next to me and we begun discussing how good Where The Wild Thing Are was going to be. Some of their friends showed up and for some reason a giant Nerf fight broke out. I was getting more ammo in the pantry (?) and then when I came out of the pantry I decided to re-enact the famous "I am as mad as hell" speech from Network.

This was probably due to the fact that I was mad as hell. I didn't get an interview with Blizzard. If you haven't seen this film or this scene, please watch the scene HERE. It's more relevant today than ever before.

Getting Things Rolling

It all started when I discovered lucid dreaming. Its the phenomenon where you are still asleep yet you are aware that you are dreaming. It's a delicate balance of the states of consciousness and the waves going through your dreams. In this unique state you can control what goes on in your dreams. Very much like Neo in the Matrix there rules you can break and those you can bend. Many people have had an experience like this at some point but to have it on a common occurrence you need to practice. One exercise to aid in your journey is keeping a dream journal. So I did. This was back in high school and I started remembering my drams more often and in higher detail. Besides raising my attention span and other benefits from this exercise it led to a lot of insight and hilarity. Some of these dreams were so off the wall and bizarre they just had to be shared. I got out of the habit over time and that's a shame because I believe some great stories have been lost somewhere in that gap. During my trip in Maryland last week I didn't get as much sleep as usual and when you are sleep deprived it often leads to more vivid dreams and when you wake up if you go over it in your head as soon as you wake you will usually retain a lot of detail. The last 3 nights have been vivid and hilarious. This led to my idea to create this blog where I will share the bizarre stuff I see at night. Unfortunately I do not remember too much because I came up with the idea after that vivid dream so this story will be short but I promise greater things in the future (along with some of the greatest ones from high school). I will mark the lucid dreams for those of you who are curious. I will also explain any outside influences that may have impacted what happens in the dream.

Night of October 12th 2009
Germantown, Maryland
(Non-lucid)
I was in a street looking for something. I don't remember what but it was important. As I ran down the street I ran into my friend Zac. I asked him to join me in my search. He said he couldn't because he was with this group. As he said that a group of doctors in lilac robes marched by as if they were in a parade. Among them was Dr. Chase from House. Zac said they were close to a medical breakthrough and was busy. So I ran down the next street where I ran into Ryan Reynolds. He said he would help me and then proceeded to take of his shirt. To prevent this dream from getting really homoerotic I promptly woke up.
I want to look like him, not sleep with him.


Night of October 14th 2009
Palm Harbor, Florida
(Minor temporary lucidity)
I was at a Taco Bell with my friends Shauna and Zac and some other people. Zac attempted to make a "Seymour Butts" joke which I immediately countered with a better one and criticized his delivery. I then tried to explain how to better deliver such jokes. This is ridiculous as he is naturally the better comedian and "Seymour Butts" jokes are not funny. We then somehow got onto the subject of Pixar and I began to praise the new trailer for Toy Story 3. This is significant as I had watched that trailer right before I went to sleep. Shauna criticized the upcoming film prompting me to go out my wild speech (lucid moment) on how the film will be a heartbreaking masterpiece.