| This one started out with me at AlCon. The actual convention had not started yet, so I was playing around in the computer lab. This lab looked like an IMAX theatre with computers sitting right in front of the chairs. Pretty darn spiffy! So there I was, chillin’ in the lab, listening to one of my Steve Jay CD’s (I’m thinking it was Tangled Strings) when a staff member ran in screaming for help. I glanced up, intrigued. “You gotta come help! The costumes for the play tonight were set up wrong!” Well, I had volunteered. “Okay, let’s go!” and we ran to the dressing rooms. The clothing there had been stacked by brand name instead of by actor name. And since all of the cast were wearing Levi’s…well, it wasn’t a fun time. When I finally got done, I ran back to the computer lab to retrieve my CD. I opened the disk drive…it wasn’t there! I started opening all the disk drives. The CDs in them were all the same-blank. No music on them whatsoever. AAAAAAAAH! That’s when I noticed that the computers had been floating in the air and switching places while I wasn’t looking. No WONDER I hadn’t found my CD-I’d been looking in only two computers! Well, this just would not do. I started taking CD’s out of the drives when I opened them, so I could tell which computers I’d checked. And I left the drive doors open, so they couldn’t float away. (Just don’t ask.) I started amassing quite a pile of CD’s by the time I had checked all the computers. My copy of Tangled Strings was nowhere to be found, but I did have someone else’s copy, along with a copy of Sea Never Dry, and Shark (as far as I know, that’s not a real Steve album…but it looked really cool. It was cut in the shape of a shark!) and a bunch of other CD’s. At this point, I woke up. But I wasn’t too awake, because I rolled over and continued the dream with this. Now I was back in the dorm, playing on my computer. I had all sorts of programs on my computer-photo editors, games, you NAME it! Talk about twenty-seventh heaven. :D I heard someone cough behind me. I turned around and there was Steve! He was sitting on the loveseat. (Our room is set up so that there’s a wall, then my desk, then me facing the wall while sitting at my desk, then the loveseat arm is right behind my desk chair and the loveseat goes on from there.) Anyway, I about had a heart attack when I saw him. He gave me a sly little smile. I immediately pointed to my stack of CD’s that I had rescued from AlCon and started babbling about how cool they all were. He smiled and nodded a lot as I babbled. Finally, I ran out of things to say and just sat there staring at him. “Steve? Do you…do you want to play a game or something?” “Sure!” We eventually decided to play Operation. We were halfway through-I had just successfully removed the breadbasket-when my secret crimefighting wrist alarm went off. Don’t you just HATE when that happens? I got up from the floor and dove into my closet, and seconds later appeared in my spandex evil-bustin’ outfit. I asked Steve if he’d watch the room-he agreed-and I dove out the window and flew away. I soared high in the sky, eventually spotting my goal-the evil lair of a supervillain. I sped down to the ground floor windows and crashed through. Breaking my fall with a roll on the ground, I leapt to my feet and untied the group of hostages that were conveniently located right in front of me. They all ran away as soon as they were freed. The last one called out “There’s more down there!” and pointed down the hall as she dashed for the door. I spun on my heel and strode in that direction. As I walked, the scenery gradually got more and more cartoonish. I looked down at my hands. I had become an anime character. Great. I continued walking until I finally saw a group of five people, hands tied together high above their heads. In the middle was a guy in long white robes and long brown hair…it was Jesus. I attempted to untie their ropes, but to no avail. They remained tied tighter than governmental red tape. I sat back, exhausted. As I stared at the group of people, I noticed a bunch of grapes in front of Jesus. “Um…maybe you could save these people by turning those grapes there into wine…” He looked at me, and down at the grapes. With a nod, the fruit was wine. And the ropes disappeared, leaving all of us free to exit the building. Don’t ask. It’s safer that way…for everyone. Incidentally, the next day I had a dream about breaking up a crime ring that consisted of the Mayor, the Claw from Inspector Gadget, and Spiderman. The trio were after a pregnant lady, who was escaping them by climbing down the side of a building. I don’t know why Ben’s and my anniversary brings on thoughts of fighting crime… My Take On It Next Dream |
| The Ace of Bass and Super-Me 10/08/01 |