I had a weird dream this morning. We had the front half of this house turned into a cellular sales floor. Inviting people in and going through all the displays of phones and whatnot. I was trying to convince people that it wasn't just a second rate cellular store, even though the room we were in was clearly a living room, couches and tv and all.
I remember the carpet was new and very soft. I was laying on it.
Somehow we were then outside and there were planes all over the place, flyin through the air and shooting - it looked like poor video game graphics to be honest with you. But I panicked and jumped into the car with my dad, aunt linda and lauren. I was very excited to see that lauren was in the car with me because I needed to be there with her. But where the hell was my mother?
She is meeting us in ***#*#*#*#*# (the name escapes me) it was somewhere up in the middle of canada. So We start flying up towards the bridge, and these little oozie pellets started hitting the car from. It was as if they were hard at first but when they hit the car they started melting. Dad was freakin out because my window was open.
SO next thing i know we are flying down this road at 500 gazillion mph and passing all these people who are trying to get out too. A black man with a child, who yelled out something like 'oh can't stop for a black man!' and i was thinking... noo you don't understand!
Then we passed a man clutching a bong. He was in his own cloud of smoke. Every dream needs a comic releif right?
Then a couple of street racers in those zippy souped up street cars flew past the other way....
Somehow I believe that a song was going on in my head this whole time. Some sort of amusing song wherein the people I passed were singing along in succession, each explaining what they could bring to the table if I stopped to pick them up. All I can remember of it is something about the bong guy bringing weed and the street racers bringing speed.
So moral of the story is that I can apparently rhythm in my sleep.
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05/10/2008 07:26 #44293
Go speed racer GO!Category: randomo dream
05/06/2008 09:19 #44249
Florida 2008Category: good times
Thurs, May 1. Avenue Q was amazing, though the tallest man in the world sat directly in front of me for the first half of the show. As much as I have heard the music on the cd, it was amazing to see how much I thought I knew about it was wrong. So hilarious! and the set was amazing!
Fri, May 2. After approximately 3 hours of nap time, we lept from bed and began the mad struggle to get ready and leave the house for several days. We arrive at the airport at 4 am, as we are told that if I come any later than 2 hours before my flight that I am absolutely screwed.
Thus we sat for an hour and a half in an empty terminal waiting, because everyone else knew better. My first plane experience was interesting. Excitement with a tinge of 'please don't let me vomit right now'. The excitement wore off and I fell asleep later on my JFK to Tampa leg of the excursion.
oh, and as for the layover? HA! We booked ass off the plane from buffalo and finally showed up panting at the gate for tampa and they weren't even boarding yet. Bitches! And several people on the buffalo plane managed to saunter over lazily as well to make it on time.
We arrived in tampa EARLY. By the time mel and her current plaything came to pick us up, I had already managed to rip the duffel bag that I purchased for air travel along the seams. Bitches!
The greatest omelettes ever at a small diner were followed by checkin to our awesome hotel.
"the most awesome in tampa!" We quickly made our way down to the pool and started ordering up the margaritas.
Dinner that night was in Ybor - a cute little village full of tattoo parlors, cigar shops and bars. I loved it. After walking around a bit we had dinner (and more margaritas) at this awesome restaurant. They had a little old black lady in a wheelchair in the restroom who liked to chat as well. I gave her a quarter.
Back to the hotel for a nap before going out (hellooo 3 hours of sleep?) and then out to an interesting lesbian bar back in Ybor. Lauren refused to wake up so she didn't go. We watched the "mel show" wherein all of Mel's people just kept floating by and talking.
Hotel. SLEEP! yes!
The next day begins the pain. I say that because we took Jess's rented convertible out to Clearwater beach wherein we learned that the spreading of sunblock needs to be a very thorough thing indeed.
Patches of red allover the body, like a camoflauge sunburn, followed. The back of my knees were apparently missed and lauren somehow got sunpoisoning (rash all over her legs).
Back at the Hotel, Jess and I go Jetskiing for an hour. THe guy who ran the place was a total burnout and sorta explained 'don't go over there, make sure you follow the no wake rules, if you run it aground, just get out and push.' What? what are the no wake zones? what do you mean don't go 'over there?' i think he went and took a nap when we left.
Jess left at 3 am the next mornin and we spent the day with mel, drivin around to her friends house. we saw an air show, and then went to chilis for the greatest margaritas that we had the whole weekend. I even stole a margarita shaker. SHHHH
All in all i believe we spent over $200 on the margaritas alone. Sweet ass trip people!
And now we are home. Woot!
Fri, May 2. After approximately 3 hours of nap time, we lept from bed and began the mad struggle to get ready and leave the house for several days. We arrive at the airport at 4 am, as we are told that if I come any later than 2 hours before my flight that I am absolutely screwed.
Thus we sat for an hour and a half in an empty terminal waiting, because everyone else knew better. My first plane experience was interesting. Excitement with a tinge of 'please don't let me vomit right now'. The excitement wore off and I fell asleep later on my JFK to Tampa leg of the excursion.
oh, and as for the layover? HA! We booked ass off the plane from buffalo and finally showed up panting at the gate for tampa and they weren't even boarding yet. Bitches! And several people on the buffalo plane managed to saunter over lazily as well to make it on time.
We arrived in tampa EARLY. By the time mel and her current plaything came to pick us up, I had already managed to rip the duffel bag that I purchased for air travel along the seams. Bitches!
The greatest omelettes ever at a small diner were followed by checkin to our awesome hotel.
"the most awesome in tampa!" We quickly made our way down to the pool and started ordering up the margaritas.
Dinner that night was in Ybor - a cute little village full of tattoo parlors, cigar shops and bars. I loved it. After walking around a bit we had dinner (and more margaritas) at this awesome restaurant. They had a little old black lady in a wheelchair in the restroom who liked to chat as well. I gave her a quarter.
Back to the hotel for a nap before going out (hellooo 3 hours of sleep?) and then out to an interesting lesbian bar back in Ybor. Lauren refused to wake up so she didn't go. We watched the "mel show" wherein all of Mel's people just kept floating by and talking.
Hotel. SLEEP! yes!
The next day begins the pain. I say that because we took Jess's rented convertible out to Clearwater beach wherein we learned that the spreading of sunblock needs to be a very thorough thing indeed.
Patches of red allover the body, like a camoflauge sunburn, followed. The back of my knees were apparently missed and lauren somehow got sunpoisoning (rash all over her legs).
Back at the Hotel, Jess and I go Jetskiing for an hour. THe guy who ran the place was a total burnout and sorta explained 'don't go over there, make sure you follow the no wake rules, if you run it aground, just get out and push.' What? what are the no wake zones? what do you mean don't go 'over there?' i think he went and took a nap when we left.
Jess left at 3 am the next mornin and we spent the day with mel, drivin around to her friends house. we saw an air show, and then went to chilis for the greatest margaritas that we had the whole weekend. I even stole a margarita shaker. SHHHH
All in all i believe we spent over $200 on the margaritas alone. Sweet ass trip people!
And now we are home. Woot!
metalpeter - 05/07/08 18:06
Glad you liked Avenue Q but what happened to the guy in your way did people change seats around I assume?
Trip wise I have to be a total guy here and say the (I assume here) black girl and the girl with the black hair and tattoo in the car are both pretty cute. All the pictures are pretty good that pool looks pretty nice and so does the beach. As you mentioned but I will expand on Sun Sickness and Sun Burn are not the same thing they are both bad and not sure what one is worse. And yes heat stroke in something completely different also. Sorry about the sickness and the burn but it still sounds like it was a great time. Thanks for sharing the pictures that sunset one is really nice.
Glad you liked Avenue Q but what happened to the guy in your way did people change seats around I assume?
Trip wise I have to be a total guy here and say the (I assume here) black girl and the girl with the black hair and tattoo in the car are both pretty cute. All the pictures are pretty good that pool looks pretty nice and so does the beach. As you mentioned but I will expand on Sun Sickness and Sun Burn are not the same thing they are both bad and not sure what one is worse. And yes heat stroke in something completely different also. Sorry about the sickness and the burn but it still sounds like it was a great time. Thanks for sharing the pictures that sunset one is really nice.
tinypliny - 05/06/08 23:27
Might I say how UTTERLY gorgeous you two look??? Because you do. I can see that the swimsuit search turned out extremely successful. Those are HOT!
BTW, you look like that actress in a leather suit (at this point I have no idea what her name is and I am too scared of (e:chico)'s cage shaking to look up on wikipedia) from the matrix movie in the third picture from the end of the post.
Beautiful pics! Thanks for sharing. You are one pretty couple!
Might I say how UTTERLY gorgeous you two look??? Because you do. I can see that the swimsuit search turned out extremely successful. Those are HOT!
BTW, you look like that actress in a leather suit (at this point I have no idea what her name is and I am too scared of (e:chico)'s cage shaking to look up on wikipedia) from the matrix movie in the third picture from the end of the post.
Beautiful pics! Thanks for sharing. You are one pretty couple!
zobar - 05/06/08 11:41
Oh ya, that would be me. My bad.
- Z
Thurs, May 1. Avenue Q was amazing, though the tallest man in the world sat directly in front of me for the first half of the show.
Oh ya, that would be me. My bad.
- Z
05/01/2008 07:41 #44201
the calm at the end of the tunnel?Yes (e:Chico), please wait till tomorrow to post about bedbugs! Though we were pretty damn thorough in our cleanings. Thanks to (e:lauren) who picked up the slack and did all the laundry while i was work.
last night i was in bed by 10:15. know when that happened last? i don't. How exahusting this whole thing has been.
anyway - today i finally get to check into my gate numbers for everything and I am extremely nervouse. You see i have a 35 minute layover in JFK. And from what everyone is telling me, i am going to miss the connecting flight. Why? because 35 minutes isn't enough time! I have to book ass and run like hell if i have a shot. Well now i have my gate numbers.
My flight from buffalo comes into gate 17 and then i get to run like hell down that narrow walkway between ternimals 2 and 3 to get to gate number 20. oh my god am i going to make it? i am sweating right now. I can't believe this crap. this is why i shouldn't be in charge of selecting the flights.
last night i was in bed by 10:15. know when that happened last? i don't. How exahusting this whole thing has been.
anyway - today i finally get to check into my gate numbers for everything and I am extremely nervouse. You see i have a 35 minute layover in JFK. And from what everyone is telling me, i am going to miss the connecting flight. Why? because 35 minutes isn't enough time! I have to book ass and run like hell if i have a shot. Well now i have my gate numbers.
My flight from buffalo comes into gate 17 and then i get to run like hell down that narrow walkway between ternimals 2 and 3 to get to gate number 20. oh my god am i going to make it? i am sweating right now. I can't believe this crap. this is why i shouldn't be in charge of selecting the flights.
jenks - 05/01/08 08:31
30 min *is* tight for a layover..... but don't sweat it. Nothing you can do. If you don't make it, they'll put you on the next flight. Annoying, not the end of the world. And that doesn't look *too* far on your map. You'll be fine. :)
Don't worry about it.
HAVE FUN!
30 min *is* tight for a layover..... but don't sweat it. Nothing you can do. If you don't make it, they'll put you on the next flight. Annoying, not the end of the world. And that doesn't look *too* far on your map. You'll be fine. :)
Don't worry about it.
HAVE FUN!
04/30/2008 05:49 #44189
don't let the bedbugs biteso YESTERDAY we get a notice that they have to do some preventative spraying for bed bugs. Reason? last saturday or so the neighbors downstairs found a rash and suspected bedbugs. Orkin came and found one discarded casing of a bug that COULD be bedbugs.
So what does this mean? (e:lauren) and I both get home at 10 last night to find ourselves in a shit load of work.
Bag all clothes/linens/bedclothes and wash everything.
All furnature away from walls.
remove all wall hangings, and wall socket coverings.
flip up corners of carpet.
unfold sofa bed and dismantle practically completely.
vaccum carpet, all corners of carpet, wall crevaces, mattresses, cushions, etc.
basically MOVE OUT OF THE DAMN HOUSE BY NOON TODAY!
It is now 5:45 am and I have to work an 11 hour shift in Springville. Which means after all we did last night (including breaking my f#^*!^& bookshelf) Lauren still has to bust ass all morning to vaccum and whatever. all of this while she is supposed to be working on her final paper.
AND she has to somehow round up the pissed off kitties and stick them in the car and sit there for an hour and a half while the guy sprays.
then afterwards we have to somehow put our house back together and actually do our packing, which is what we were SUPPOSED to be doing in small amount of time we have in between my work schedule and us leaving at the ass crack of dawn friday.
So what does this mean? (e:lauren) and I both get home at 10 last night to find ourselves in a shit load of work.
Bag all clothes/linens/bedclothes and wash everything.
All furnature away from walls.
remove all wall hangings, and wall socket coverings.
flip up corners of carpet.
unfold sofa bed and dismantle practically completely.
vaccum carpet, all corners of carpet, wall crevaces, mattresses, cushions, etc.
basically MOVE OUT OF THE DAMN HOUSE BY NOON TODAY!
It is now 5:45 am and I have to work an 11 hour shift in Springville. Which means after all we did last night (including breaking my f#^*!^& bookshelf) Lauren still has to bust ass all morning to vaccum and whatever. all of this while she is supposed to be working on her final paper.
AND she has to somehow round up the pissed off kitties and stick them in the car and sit there for an hour and a half while the guy sprays.
then afterwards we have to somehow put our house back together and actually do our packing, which is what we were SUPPOSED to be doing in small amount of time we have in between my work schedule and us leaving at the ass crack of dawn friday.
fellyconnelly - 05/01/08 07:36
well guys, much sleeplessness and hard work later we made it through. Damn those umbrella drinks are going to be so tasty.
well guys, much sleeplessness and hard work later we made it through. Damn those umbrella drinks are going to be so tasty.
chico - 04/30/08 20:35
Everything you had to do is worth it if your apartment does not become infested with bedbugs. Trust me on this one. The precautions seem like a major pain in the ass, and they are, but once your place gets infested it is exceptionally difficult to eradicate the damn things. It usually takes at least four treatments and often upholstered items (beds, but also sofas, etc.) become trash. When I lived in the great Garden State, chica and I had to deal with an infestation that spread from the apartment below us and it was hellish. I'll spare you the details (unless you really really want to know) but the super failed to recognize the problem and actually made it worse. We ended up throwing away an expensive box spring and mattress, breaking our lease, and moving unexpectedly in the dead of winter.
Please comply with the seemingly ridiculous precautions to the best of your ability, despite the major inconvenience. Good luck, and contact me with questions if you have them.
Everything you had to do is worth it if your apartment does not become infested with bedbugs. Trust me on this one. The precautions seem like a major pain in the ass, and they are, but once your place gets infested it is exceptionally difficult to eradicate the damn things. It usually takes at least four treatments and often upholstered items (beds, but also sofas, etc.) become trash. When I lived in the great Garden State, chica and I had to deal with an infestation that spread from the apartment below us and it was hellish. I'll spare you the details (unless you really really want to know) but the super failed to recognize the problem and actually made it worse. We ended up throwing away an expensive box spring and mattress, breaking our lease, and moving unexpectedly in the dead of winter.
Please comply with the seemingly ridiculous precautions to the best of your ability, despite the major inconvenience. Good luck, and contact me with questions if you have them.
libertad - 04/30/08 13:57
Horrible. That sounds like it came at the worst possible moment. Sure you took all the proper measures- but how do you know everyone else did? Bed bugs are not very common I didn't think.
Horrible. That sounds like it came at the worst possible moment. Sure you took all the proper measures- but how do you know everyone else did? Bed bugs are not very common I didn't think.
tinypliny - 04/30/08 13:49
That is terrible. :/ I am so sorry! I hope things get back on track soon and you are able to pack and go on your trip peacefully! I hate it when you need to do last minute damage-control when you need to be doing so many other things! Ugh. :/
All the best!!!!
That is terrible. :/ I am so sorry! I hope things get back on track soon and you are able to pack and go on your trip peacefully! I hate it when you need to do last minute damage-control when you need to be doing so many other things! Ugh. :/
All the best!!!!
04/29/2008 09:00 #44180
trepidationIn three days I will be in the air on my first plane trip ever. I know I keep blatherin on about it, but the excitement is unbeleiveable.
what IS unfortunate, however, is the lack of free time i am about to have between now and then. Today I am working till 830 in lockport. and I have agreed to be in springville at 730 to do the monthly inventory. Why? because I feel as though if I agree to tackle the unpleasant administrative tasks I will be looked upon as a leader in the company and thus aquire a)better job security and b) OVERTIME!
Tomorrow night is all about packing. Laundry. Packing. preparation. Because i work all day on thurs and as SOON as we get home we have to hit Sheas. Which I have never been to. Where do I park? how early before a show should I be there?
Come home and try to sleep? because we have to be at the airport at 430 am. Where do i park? ahhh its all new to me. Trepidation! trepidation! And how much is airport parking? booooooo expensivo!
what IS unfortunate, however, is the lack of free time i am about to have between now and then. Today I am working till 830 in lockport. and I have agreed to be in springville at 730 to do the monthly inventory. Why? because I feel as though if I agree to tackle the unpleasant administrative tasks I will be looked upon as a leader in the company and thus aquire a)better job security and b) OVERTIME!
Tomorrow night is all about packing. Laundry. Packing. preparation. Because i work all day on thurs and as SOON as we get home we have to hit Sheas. Which I have never been to. Where do I park? how early before a show should I be there?
Come home and try to sleep? because we have to be at the airport at 430 am. Where do i park? ahhh its all new to me. Trepidation! trepidation! And how much is airport parking? booooooo expensivo!
tinypliny - 04/30/08 14:06
But then I never flew till I came here at 25. That was a long gap and things had changed so much by then. The flights were packed, and I didn't really get that much candy. I think I got more cheese and yoghurt than candy. It was Air-France. What else could you expect?
But then I never flew till I came here at 25. That was a long gap and things had changed so much by then. The flights were packed, and I didn't really get that much candy. I think I got more cheese and yoghurt than candy. It was Air-France. What else could you expect?
tinypliny - 04/30/08 14:01
I think I flew first when I was 9 years old. My grandpa had died and my mum was crying all the way. Her eyes were so swollen she couldn't see us anymore, I think. The plane was half-empty and my brother and I ran up and down the plane till the stewardess got pissed and did everything but tie us to our seats. She wasn't very successful in controlling us and hit upon the classic tactic of cookie-toffee-bribes. By the end of the 3 hour flight my bro and I had a fabulous booty to split. I thick the inventory ran thus: 7 cookies, 12 chocolate bars, 5 hard-toffees and one bag of chips each. We never told mom or things might have turned confiscation/scolding-ugly heheheh. Ah. Good times. :)
I think I flew first when I was 9 years old. My grandpa had died and my mum was crying all the way. Her eyes were so swollen she couldn't see us anymore, I think. The plane was half-empty and my brother and I ran up and down the plane till the stewardess got pissed and did everything but tie us to our seats. She wasn't very successful in controlling us and hit upon the classic tactic of cookie-toffee-bribes. By the end of the 3 hour flight my bro and I had a fabulous booty to split. I thick the inventory ran thus: 7 cookies, 12 chocolate bars, 5 hard-toffees and one bag of chips each. We never told mom or things might have turned confiscation/scolding-ugly heheheh. Ah. Good times. :)
jenks - 04/30/08 12:06
cabs to the airport are about $25 each way. From my house, for one person, at least... Parking at the airport is $10/day in "long term preferred" (no shuttle required) or like $8/day in the "long term" lot, that is a shuttle-ride away from the terminal. So I always figure it depends on how long I'm going for. If it's more than 5 days, a cab is cheaper. Or, if you can get a ride on the way back, take a cab for the early morning?
Either way, have a great trip. Flying is no big deal. :)
cabs to the airport are about $25 each way. From my house, for one person, at least... Parking at the airport is $10/day in "long term preferred" (no shuttle required) or like $8/day in the "long term" lot, that is a shuttle-ride away from the terminal. So I always figure it depends on how long I'm going for. If it's more than 5 days, a cab is cheaper. Or, if you can get a ride on the way back, take a cab for the early morning?
Either way, have a great trip. Flying is no big deal. :)
fellyconnelly - 04/30/08 05:39
thanks for the info guys! and (e:drew) - thanks for the offer, we have gotten several and I just cant bring myself to allow anybody to get up that early!
this plane trip will somehow be amazing. even if (e:lauren) dreads the flight.
thanks for the info guys! and (e:drew) - thanks for the offer, we have gotten several and I just cant bring myself to allow anybody to get up that early!
this plane trip will somehow be amazing. even if (e:lauren) dreads the flight.
paul - 04/29/08 10:17
My first plane trip sucked. I was 18 and we were flying to South Carolina. Somehow I got pressure behind my eye and I thought it was going to pop out of my head. I remember holding it in, hoping I didn't lose it before we landed. Never happened after that - so it must have just been a freak thing.
My first plane trip sucked. I was 18 and we were flying to South Carolina. Somehow I got pressure behind my eye and I thought it was going to pop out of my head. I remember holding it in, hoping I didn't lose it before we landed. Never happened after that - so it must have just been a freak thing.
mrmike - 04/29/08 09:45
You can park at the Market Arcade parking lot for two bucks and just cut through the movie theater to get to Sheas
You can park at the Market Arcade parking lot for two bucks and just cut through the movie theater to get to Sheas
drew - 04/29/08 09:34
If you don't want to park at the airport, I think I can do a drop off and/or pick-up.
If you don't want to park at the airport, I think I can do a drop off and/or pick-up.
james - 04/29/08 09:07
Enjoy your trip.
Parking at Sheas is right where you parked to go to Marchella's. Parking at the airport is clearly labeled and is about $8 a day I believe.
Enjoy your trip.
Parking at Sheas is right where you parked to go to Marchella's. Parking at the airport is clearly labeled and is about $8 a day I believe.
I don't know as the catepillar in Alice in Wonderland had as much of an effect on me as years of smoking did... but yes, it is so amazing what the psyche does to your imagination!
"'oh can't stop for a black man!' and i was thinking... noo you don't understand!"
Hehehe, political correctness is so deep in our psyche nowadays that even our crazy dreams don't escape!
Hahahaha... this has got to be the dream of the month. So cool!!!
I love crazy dreams like that. Is this a childhood flashback to the catepillar in Alice in Wonderland?
"Then we passed a man clutching a bong. He was in his own cloud of smoke. Every dream needs a comic releif right?"