Bizarre Dream
Monday, January 26, 2008
I had the most odd, fucked up dream in the history of dreams last night. I always know when my dream is fucked up when I wake up arguing with myself about a trivial detail within the dream, as if that were the only part fucked up about it. Here's the dream.
I was driving down Niagara Falls Blvd, and I saw that the haunted attraction Fright World (where I worked in October) opened a new location for the season. However, it wasn't the Halloween season, it was April, and we were amidst easter. I decided to go into Fright World to see if any of my friends were working, and it was run by different people. Instead of Danny, who I am currently in a band called Another Perfect Day with, being the general manager like he was when I was there, it was a big baptist black lady. The set wasn't being designed or worked on by anyone I know. It was actually designed and completely built by John5 from Marylin Manson. Black Sean from Fright World (he doesn't mind being called it) was there, and he was suddenly a homeless artist. I went outside with Meg, and we ran into some other Fright World people like Libby, Anna, Cory, and Heather who were hanging out with my old high school friends Leslie, Ian, and Beth. They were all talking to Lewis Black. I got in my car and drove down the Blvd, but I ended up in front of a parade in Fright World's honor. The parade was lead by a red sleigh being pulled by 20 Rhinos and a GIANT elephant with a bell tied tot he end of a stick strapped to his forehead. I guess it was like a carrot on a stick, but an elephant. In the sleigh was a silverback gorilla and Maralyn Manson, obviousely there to support John5. My car, due to the earth shaking under the rhinos' and elephant's weight, started to slide on the April ice backwards into the elephant. I tripped him. He rolled off the car (not dealing any damage). The rhinos got pissed, and knocked us off the edge of a cliff that was somehow in Amherst. As we were falling, a bunch of yetis got on the rhinos' backs, and started throwing tickbirds at us. We looked below us, and a bunch of purple gorillas with tinfoil hats were climbing the snow-covered cliff throwing snowballs at the yetis. I woke up.
The only thing I could think, the FIRST thing out of my mind when I woke was "Why wouldn't the elephant just pull the bell off his forehead with his trunk?" THAT is how I know it was a fucked up dream.
[Please Interpret This Dream!!!]
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