Work, Delays, Christmas and Hallucinations

I am sorry for the delays but I got a seasonal job at a toy store for the Christmas Season. It was so chaotic that mt sleep schedules were thrown off balance and the few times I remembered my dreams in the morning I wouldn't be able to get to a computer until much later. I forgot most of what happened by then. Christmas is over, I am unemployed again and I am back to blogging. Here are the few events I remember.

Hallucination in Palm Harbor: From a lack of sleep I was passing in and out of consciousness in church. Somewhere in between the two I envisioned veteran character actor Simon Callow's (not Simon Cowell) entire career before my eyes. From Amadeus to Phantom of the Opera to that terrible made for TV movie with Malcolm McDowell- I saw it all. I was about to make some opions out loud about that last one until I was jolted awake and realized I was about to make a scene in front a very pious crowd. That would have been interesting.

10 Hour catch up sleep in Coral Springs
I had another dream that I was working at Pixar. I want one of these to come true.

Nightmare in Tampa:
I had a dream that I was unemployed, that all the Star Wars Episode IV toys had been discontinued and that my dad had died. I don't feel like going more into it but thankfully only one of those are true.

One Last Halloween Party

Night of November 6th, 2009
Palm Harbor, FL
Non-Lucid

I was going up to visit George in Orlando and when I arrived at his new apartment complex I overheard two friends in an adjacent apartment. The conversation started out friendly but started to get violent. I started trying to figure out which apartment was George's and ended up opening doors to many empty rooms after I hid my stuff. George then showed up dressed up as Solid Snake from Metal Gear Solid 4, with the exception of several Gears of War 2 icons on his jumpsuit. He told me he had been invited to a Halloween party back in Tampa. Turns out it's one being held by my USF friends. I go back to John's room to get my Run Lola Run costume on. Brynn is there and before I head back out to the party I show her my recent DVD acquisitions. I just got The 5th Element and Angel-A on Blu-ray in preparation for Luc Besson Fest '09

I head to the main room and it has turned into a huge theatrical auditorium with a lavish set and Mozart music is playing. I hear that it's a musical interpretation of Amadeus and the opening number is 20 minutes. I say that is great because a masterpiece like Amadeus can have numbers as long as they want.
Take note USF friends, we need to have a badass party like this.

Old Dream: Flight of the Rolex

Another old classic dream of mine, this time from circa March 2004.

I am at a hotel in Tampa where one of my chess tournaments once took place. I have tracked down a kid from my high school Bio II class here. He has stolen my Rolex. I ask the receptionist where he is staying and then pay for the room above his. I wait until night falls and then open the air vent in my room. I crawl through the ducts until I find his room. I sneak in but he wakes up and calls the cops. I quickly crawl back through the ducts and return to my room. Once I am back the cops arrive soon after and bust in the door. I think I am trapped but when I turn around a door magically appears on the wall behind me. I open it and it's the Loony Toon effect: a mile high drop off. It's either the cops or I fall to my death. I am rational and jump. The result...

...The Matrix effect of course! I land gracefully just on the other side of a barbwire fence and in front of high speed traffic. I look to my right and there is absolutely nothing. On my left is an old man with a shotgun to my face. I raise my arms showing I am unarmed. He lowers his gun and says "Oh, it's you!" in a surprised tone. I have no idea who this old man is but he apparently thinks he knows who I am. He hands me a bike and tells me to hurry. I get on the bike and start pedaling away and to my surprise the bike begins to go all E.T. on me.

I fly over the highway for a along time. I follow the path the highway takes me for miles and eventually veer off and land in a basketball court. The court is unique however as it has a BMW insignia on the center of the court and has a gymnast safety net connecting the two rims. A orange pickup truck pull up and the old man gets out with the kid who took my watch. He hands over my Rolex and apologizes. Then the old man comes up and pats my shoulder as he explains that he has paid off my debt to BMW.

I don't own a Rolex and have never had any business with BMW...