UH-OH!
Spaghetti O's and curry!
That combo always gives me weird dreams. As such last night did not disappoint. I bring you the short horror movie "Ragtowne".
I started the dream in my house in Clifton Springs. For some reason I was sitting in a 70's looking arcade that was below my stairs. There was a large plasma tv showing a Lions football game, they had their new uniforms on. A lions jersey-clad gnome that was sitting next to me and screamed! "What the Hell is wrong with you!" in the most ridiculous gnome voice I have ever heard and as such I started laughing hysterically. The gnome continued, "This is part of the new season, 3 games in June then a long break till the rest of the season games, duuuh!".
I was perplexed but enjoyed watching as the Lions were having their way with the Seahawks. It got towards the third quarter and the Lions were up 78-0 and I was like, I should be getting back to Spencerport. So I flipped myself up and landed on my feet because the arcade had sunk a bit into the ground and headed for the door.
Outside my door a silver bullet greyhound bus, yes it had coors light in it, was waiting along with Larry Foote of the Steelers. He said, "don't look now but they are giving up the game." As i strolled toward the bus a swirling newspaper feed became apparent right in front of my face and it said, "Lions up by 8 with 2 minutes left in 4th, remarkeable comeback in progress."
I shook my head and said "ohhh great" as the bus sped away with me banging my head against one of the interior windows.
As the bus pulled away I could see that it was heading for main street Clifton Springs and I passed by the post office.
(a recuring dream note: In previous reccuring dreams, the post office in clifton springs was replaced by giant victorian mansion, encompassing the same spot. That was billed as a new, "super realistic horror house!". Where real ghosts and demons were held and there were two options, the extreme and the regular, the regular gave you a 100% chance of living where the extreme was somewhere south of 45%.)
The shiny bus stopped as the sun started to sink to the west. Outside I saw Matty cleaning a knife after he just exited the "extreme" entrance. He had claw marks on his face and you could see his clothes were ripped and he was covered in blood. He said, "I CAN'T GET ENOUGH EXTREME MAN!"
I then got back on the bus as it went up to a non-exsistant bar on main street. There were a bunch of indians dressed as ghost riders sitting at the tables and they just sat there looking at me as I went through the swinging oak doors. At the bar, Stamp was sitting there holding a chalice that said, "blood" on it and was wearing a top hat with a manicle. I sat down next to him and said, "Aren't you living in Brooklyn now?"
"I flew in today" Stamp said and gave a wink. I could see that behind the bar the Lions had just lost on tv and the bartender was an old west style bartender clad-Alex. What was weird was that instead of liquor behind the bar there were tiny cages with little demons trying to gnaw their way out of them and on the bar counter were salamanders sitting in a brine. To make a drink Alex would take a demon out of a cage and use an old school razor to sever its head and would put the blood in a blender with a salamander and then put it into one of the chalices. Stamp continued, "What are you doing heerrrree? Aren't you missing out on Fantasy football!" He said as he chugged and burped. The burp exposed a pair of black wings coming from his back.
I said, "ooook, don't stop believin man!" and jetted out the door.
I saw the bus was gone so I cut through the woods behind Flacra where I saw Andy carrying a net. Andy was like "shhh they got out!" and he was wearing some old school explorer's outfit from the 19th century. I shrugged this off and continued on. As I approached the small stream at the bottom of the forest I saw that it had been turned into a river and across the river was a large landfill where the park used to be. I swam across the river, dodging a nessy like creature who smelled like rotten tea.
As I got across I saw that in the middle of this tiny landfill was an old woman feather dusting some trash. She had a babushka shall and a teal jacket over her flowery dress. I could see she looked content. She turned around and charged at me shouting, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY GARRRDEEN!". I could see as she got closer that she had nettle like teeth and demonic eyes that glowed red in the approaching dusk. Her gnarled hands housed some seriously rotten long nails. As I went to escape, I stepped over some broken glass and broke a globe that was next to me. She bellowed in pain and hollered, "NOW YOU'VE DONE IT!"
So I ran as fast as I could it appeared that she had fallen behind as I headed back towards my house. I could see that the buildings around looked very different as night fell. The street lamps were a dark shade of red and the buildings all looked like bars and brothels. As I neard my house I could see my neighbor Jesse flipping a coin outside his house saying, "Clifton done changes when the lights go down. You best be careful."
As I walked into my house I saw Dave, Tim, and Jeff sitting at a table smoking cigarettes and nervously flipping knives in their hands. Dave got up from the table and stuck a wad of cash in his vest he was wearing. He took the cigarette out of hi smouth and screamed, "WHAT THE FUCK, YA COMMIN BACK HERE FOR!? DON'T YOU KNOW, SHE WON'T REST UNTIL YOUR SIX FEET UNDER! Now you put uuus in danger!"
I looked at him and shrugged as I could see that this building was clearly not my house anymore but a brothel run by Dave and myself. I said, "What?"
Dave continued, "Listen, we got your back, but you're going to have to come up with some magic or something cause this whole situation is fuuuucked!" As he said that, Lunchbox came through the door covered in cuts saying,
"JESUS DUDE! YOU BETTER DO SOMETHING ABOUT HER!" As he slamed the door in the hag's face. SHe circled around the outside of the house hollering for what seemed for an eternity hurling insults and saying how she was going to eat my whole family. I started to conjur some sort of spell with my hands as I could here the hag trip outside and then she laughed. Lunchie chimed in, "You know, you could borrow some of Steve's powers, he is a full demon now."
I said, "What do you mean Demon?"
Lunchie came back, "He totally tricked a demon into giving him his powers in a game of Risk".
As he said that the sun came up I looked out the window and Stevo was standing there with giant black wings behind him as an 8 ft tall demon version of himself leaning on a honda fit. He said, "Looks like you got yourself a hag problem my man as he crossed his arms. The hag stopped circling the house and flicked Stevo off.
I yelled out, "Well can I borrow some?"
He said, "Ah why the hell not, come on over!"
So I sprinted outside of the house as Dave yelled, "Be careful dude, these things never turn out right"
So Stevo waved his hands and I felt this flaming sensation in my forehead as my hands got bigger and clawed. The hag started to rip into my chest with her nasty nails as I engulfed her in flames. She ran screaming until she disappeared into thin air.
I then saw a card on the sidewalk that said, "Angelis, imperfectus, heoleh" I was surprised that I was able to read as I started to realize that this was a dream. When I picked up the card I could see the hag start charging at me and then instead run into the house. I felt the flaming feeling leave me as I saw my hands return to normal and a sword start to form right in my hand. It was flaming and I felt that I had wings on my back. I saw that the hag had opened a portal to hell and she threw Tim, and Dave in there and was chasing after Jeff. I found the hag and turned myself into an astral dragon of holy power and completely eeked her out of exsistance. I then flew into the portal to save Tim and Dave.
Inside the portal I flew through a vat of pain to get to what looked like a lecture hall. There i was sitting next to Tim and Dave and a bunch of other people. A large woman with devil horns walked in and so did the entire Washington redskins team. Clinton Portis, dressed as beaker from the muppets said, "Fantasy draft I'm taking me!" He then looked at me and said, 'TIME TO GET UP!"
And that is where I woke up
Spaghetti O's are a helluva drug!
That combo always gives me weird dreams. As such last night did not disappoint. I bring you the short horror movie "Ragtowne".
I started the dream in my house in Clifton Springs. For some reason I was sitting in a 70's looking arcade that was below my stairs. There was a large plasma tv showing a Lions football game, they had their new uniforms on. A lions jersey-clad gnome that was sitting next to me and screamed! "What the Hell is wrong with you!" in the most ridiculous gnome voice I have ever heard and as such I started laughing hysterically. The gnome continued, "This is part of the new season, 3 games in June then a long break till the rest of the season games, duuuh!".
I was perplexed but enjoyed watching as the Lions were having their way with the Seahawks. It got towards the third quarter and the Lions were up 78-0 and I was like, I should be getting back to Spencerport. So I flipped myself up and landed on my feet because the arcade had sunk a bit into the ground and headed for the door.
Outside my door a silver bullet greyhound bus, yes it had coors light in it, was waiting along with Larry Foote of the Steelers. He said, "don't look now but they are giving up the game." As i strolled toward the bus a swirling newspaper feed became apparent right in front of my face and it said, "Lions up by 8 with 2 minutes left in 4th, remarkeable comeback in progress."
I shook my head and said "ohhh great" as the bus sped away with me banging my head against one of the interior windows.
As the bus pulled away I could see that it was heading for main street Clifton Springs and I passed by the post office.
(a recuring dream note: In previous reccuring dreams, the post office in clifton springs was replaced by giant victorian mansion, encompassing the same spot. That was billed as a new, "super realistic horror house!". Where real ghosts and demons were held and there were two options, the extreme and the regular, the regular gave you a 100% chance of living where the extreme was somewhere south of 45%.)
The shiny bus stopped as the sun started to sink to the west. Outside I saw Matty cleaning a knife after he just exited the "extreme" entrance. He had claw marks on his face and you could see his clothes were ripped and he was covered in blood. He said, "I CAN'T GET ENOUGH EXTREME MAN!"
I then got back on the bus as it went up to a non-exsistant bar on main street. There were a bunch of indians dressed as ghost riders sitting at the tables and they just sat there looking at me as I went through the swinging oak doors. At the bar, Stamp was sitting there holding a chalice that said, "blood" on it and was wearing a top hat with a manicle. I sat down next to him and said, "Aren't you living in Brooklyn now?"
"I flew in today" Stamp said and gave a wink. I could see that behind the bar the Lions had just lost on tv and the bartender was an old west style bartender clad-Alex. What was weird was that instead of liquor behind the bar there were tiny cages with little demons trying to gnaw their way out of them and on the bar counter were salamanders sitting in a brine. To make a drink Alex would take a demon out of a cage and use an old school razor to sever its head and would put the blood in a blender with a salamander and then put it into one of the chalices. Stamp continued, "What are you doing heerrrree? Aren't you missing out on Fantasy football!" He said as he chugged and burped. The burp exposed a pair of black wings coming from his back.
I said, "ooook, don't stop believin man!" and jetted out the door.
I saw the bus was gone so I cut through the woods behind Flacra where I saw Andy carrying a net. Andy was like "shhh they got out!" and he was wearing some old school explorer's outfit from the 19th century. I shrugged this off and continued on. As I approached the small stream at the bottom of the forest I saw that it had been turned into a river and across the river was a large landfill where the park used to be. I swam across the river, dodging a nessy like creature who smelled like rotten tea.
As I got across I saw that in the middle of this tiny landfill was an old woman feather dusting some trash. She had a babushka shall and a teal jacket over her flowery dress. I could see she looked content. She turned around and charged at me shouting, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY GARRRDEEN!". I could see as she got closer that she had nettle like teeth and demonic eyes that glowed red in the approaching dusk. Her gnarled hands housed some seriously rotten long nails. As I went to escape, I stepped over some broken glass and broke a globe that was next to me. She bellowed in pain and hollered, "NOW YOU'VE DONE IT!"
So I ran as fast as I could it appeared that she had fallen behind as I headed back towards my house. I could see that the buildings around looked very different as night fell. The street lamps were a dark shade of red and the buildings all looked like bars and brothels. As I neard my house I could see my neighbor Jesse flipping a coin outside his house saying, "Clifton done changes when the lights go down. You best be careful."
As I walked into my house I saw Dave, Tim, and Jeff sitting at a table smoking cigarettes and nervously flipping knives in their hands. Dave got up from the table and stuck a wad of cash in his vest he was wearing. He took the cigarette out of hi smouth and screamed, "WHAT THE FUCK, YA COMMIN BACK HERE FOR!? DON'T YOU KNOW, SHE WON'T REST UNTIL YOUR SIX FEET UNDER! Now you put uuus in danger!"
I looked at him and shrugged as I could see that this building was clearly not my house anymore but a brothel run by Dave and myself. I said, "What?"
Dave continued, "Listen, we got your back, but you're going to have to come up with some magic or something cause this whole situation is fuuuucked!" As he said that, Lunchbox came through the door covered in cuts saying,
"JESUS DUDE! YOU BETTER DO SOMETHING ABOUT HER!" As he slamed the door in the hag's face. SHe circled around the outside of the house hollering for what seemed for an eternity hurling insults and saying how she was going to eat my whole family. I started to conjur some sort of spell with my hands as I could here the hag trip outside and then she laughed. Lunchie chimed in, "You know, you could borrow some of Steve's powers, he is a full demon now."
I said, "What do you mean Demon?"
Lunchie came back, "He totally tricked a demon into giving him his powers in a game of Risk".
As he said that the sun came up I looked out the window and Stevo was standing there with giant black wings behind him as an 8 ft tall demon version of himself leaning on a honda fit. He said, "Looks like you got yourself a hag problem my man as he crossed his arms. The hag stopped circling the house and flicked Stevo off.
I yelled out, "Well can I borrow some?"
He said, "Ah why the hell not, come on over!"
So I sprinted outside of the house as Dave yelled, "Be careful dude, these things never turn out right"
So Stevo waved his hands and I felt this flaming sensation in my forehead as my hands got bigger and clawed. The hag started to rip into my chest with her nasty nails as I engulfed her in flames. She ran screaming until she disappeared into thin air.
I then saw a card on the sidewalk that said, "Angelis, imperfectus, heoleh" I was surprised that I was able to read as I started to realize that this was a dream. When I picked up the card I could see the hag start charging at me and then instead run into the house. I felt the flaming feeling leave me as I saw my hands return to normal and a sword start to form right in my hand. It was flaming and I felt that I had wings on my back. I saw that the hag had opened a portal to hell and she threw Tim, and Dave in there and was chasing after Jeff. I found the hag and turned myself into an astral dragon of holy power and completely eeked her out of exsistance. I then flew into the portal to save Tim and Dave.
Inside the portal I flew through a vat of pain to get to what looked like a lecture hall. There i was sitting next to Tim and Dave and a bunch of other people. A large woman with devil horns walked in and so did the entire Washington redskins team. Clinton Portis, dressed as beaker from the muppets said, "Fantasy draft I'm taking me!" He then looked at me and said, 'TIME TO GET UP!"
And that is where I woke up
Spaghetti O's are a helluva drug!