MrJuicy
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Another quick summary.

It was Anthony's birthday. He has had so many birthdays in my dreams that he'd be in his early thirties by now. Anyway, for some reason, my mom bought me gifts even though it was Anthony's birthday. I think Vinny came up to me at Anthony's party, where a bunch of people from my school were, and he told me about that my gift cost a lot. Other people didn't want him there because he wasn't invited, but I told them, "It's alright, he just needs to tell me something." I got two teddy bears that I wanted because they reminded me my childhood. Vinny told me that they cost around $200 each (I think it was actually $186 or something). I went to my mom and told her that she was crazy to spend that much on a teddy bear. I felt really bad because I felt responsible for making her spend so much money. I explained to her that they only made me nostalgic, and I didn't really need them. I also felt bad because she spent around $400 on something that would just sit around. Anyway, back at the party, Anthony's mom had to show me my room. Apparently I was staying there for a while.

I was at my house, which was a combination of my old house, and a dream house I've never seen before. It was VERY haunted. I didn't want to go anywhere in this house alone because I was afraid. There were a lot of stairs in this house, as if the house would be 5 or 6 stories tall, with most of them being underground. I started out in the 3rd story or something, and I was running through the house, trying to get to the living room where everyone was. I finally made it to my kitchen, where I could see the key hook with my keys on them. This part of the house was haunted too, but a little less. I ran through the kitchen, to another set of stairs and ran up them to find a small room where Ashley and Matt were sitting on the couch, and my Grandmom was on the internet. My mom was outside of the room, and I told her I needed to go to Anthony's. She said I should take my key, but I asked her if I could just go without it, because I didn't want to go back through the haunted house. I was also without my shoes, and I didn't know where they were, and I wasn't about to go looking for them. I was getting frustrated because my mom wouldn't give in, and every second I was in the house felt life threatening because of the haunting. I took out my phone (which was an i-phone) and attempted to make a text message. I couldn't make a sentence, or a complete word for that matter. Upon waking, I realised that this was because full, written sentence and dreams don't mix, but while in the dream, I attributed this to the ghost. I was getting frustrated because I just wanted to leave. Suddenly I was in a different part of the house, and I felt a sense of dread (sleep paralysis) and I thought to myself, "This is the same way I feel in dreams." I hate my brain.

Just a quick summary this time.

First, Anthony turned into a hipster, and his mom had another baby. I had to feed the baby. So I went to the bathroom to get food. There was a little gnome in the bathroom, and, being an asshole gnome, decided to pee on me. I stood there for a little bit confused, then I decided to kick the shit out of this gnome. He was about the size of my foot, so it was very satisfying.

Then I was in this waiting room for something. When it was finally my turn to go to wherever I was waiting for, this guy came up to me and led me through the building's hallways. He looked like Jeff Mangum of Neutral Milk Hotel (I don't even like that band). Anyway, he leads me on this grand adventure. Before I know it, I'm with three other people (one boy, two girls) and we are on this journey to somewhere. The whole thing had a very magical vibe to it, like I was inside a story book or a children's movie. Eventually we were all standing at this man-made cliff, and down below I could see a melancholy view of the ocean, where the wild wind blew the water away from the rocks to reveal fish flopping below them, and dead birds (huh?) spread about. One of the girls had transformed into an alligator with two propellers on its back. We all had umbrellas. Mine was really short, so I had to use a pole extension. Our umbrellas were inside out, and the plan was that we were going to use them to fly to our next destination. I asked, "Fly? Like in a movie?" The guy turned to me and said, "Like in-" I don't remember what he said. We all flipped our umbrellas so that they weren't inside out anymore. Now there was only me, the guy, and two other people. We were suddenly on this grassy path in an urban city, like in London or something. There was a metal fence to our left. To fly, we had to use the umbrella as if it was a wing, and we had to flap. It wasn't working so well, and we couldn't get the hang of it. Now, I had two umbrellas, and I had to flipped them around to fly. I started to get off the ground, and I was floating above the fence, but slowly. There was a storage/mail truck about 100 feet away, and it was DE that we needed to make it to this truck and stow away to our next destination. Everyone else got to the truck before me. I finally got there just in time. In the truck, there were a bunch of foam packages that a machine pushed into the truck and then packed them against the wall. I got in just in time before one went through, and it shoved me against the wall, where I was hidden behind the package. I woke up here. The machine and truck were making this weird noise like a turkey mixed with a squeaky hydraulic.

First, was a short dream in which I was in a small room with a computer. The room was very dark and messy with books and things strewn about. It looked as if it was a room belonging to an absent-minded mad genius. On the computer I was live chatting with Ashley and Kayla. The picture on the computer was very strange. I'm sure there's a word for what it looked like, but I don't know it. Ashley's face looked very shiny, but like if you were looking at your reflection in a steamy mirror. For some reason, the topic of clear skin came up, and because of the picture, we all looked like we had perfect skin. I said that if you just don't touch your face, you are less likely to get zits, but I don't think she heard me. Then, Kayla started talking. She was in the room with Ashley, but off-screen. She didn't really say anything, but it was DE that she did. Then, I think I went through the computer screen to get to the room where Ashley was, and I think I had a huge bucket of water that I brought with me. I remember seeing Kayla.

Next, I was in math class, but it was only math class as far as the title went. What we were doing the whole time was this mystery lesson, where hints were given in the textbook about what the culprit looked like, and someone in the class would fit the description. The classroom looked normal, except for an extra room in the back. The teacher, who kept morphing between Mrs. Enders, Mrs. Bell, and Mrs. Murphy, went first. After each description, she got closer to who the "culprit" was. The first person was Kyle. Then he would read the description. The next person was Dasha. When she was reading the description, I didn't want the culprit to be me. I remember that almost everyone in class was wearing a green shirt, and that was one of the biggest things in the descriptions. Unfortunately, I was chosen next. I don't remember what happened immediately next, but I remember after that, everyone was on this giant stage of some sort, and we were cutting logs with dynamite. They would place one stick of dynamite next to the top of the log (it was laying down), one next to the middle, and one next to the other end. Then, they would place another stick on the other side of the log wherever they already placed one. When the sticks exploded, they would create 3 smaller logs (although it should have been 4). I suggested cutting two logs at once. So we would be using 9 sticks of dynamite for two logs, instead of 12 for two. I had to explain to them (I don't know who) that the sticks of dynamite would be in the same spots they are going now, but with the addition of 3 sticks placed in the crease that two logs made when they were next to each other. We tried this out, and we got 8 smaller logs when they exploded.

The last dream was pretty long, and it branched off from the log/math class dream because the room was the same. It started out in the extra room from the math class dream. There was nothing in this room except walls, and a door leading outside. But anyway, we were under attack by aliens, and I was with Ephraim, Kyle, Stan, and Kenny (from South Park). I headed outside, and I realised that I wasn't wearing any shoes, and neither was anyone else. The place we were at looked like a futuristic alien society. There were tons of skyscraper-like structure built out of pink stone, and there were cobblestones everywhere. The path we emerged on led forward for as far as we could see, but there were right turns and left turns we could take if we wanted to. Since I wasn't wearing any shoes, the ground was rough on my feet. Even though this was an urgent situation, I turned to Stan and said, "Let me go inside and get my shoes real quick." For the longest time, I couldn't find my shoes. When I finally did find them, there were spike traps inside them, set by the aliens. It was DE that we did something similar to them, and they were returning the favor. The spike traps in question looked like half a sphere with spiky needles emerging all around it, except for on the flat bottom. That's what they looked like when they weren't set. When the traps were set, they were just folded inside out (the flat bottom was folded up), so that they looked like spherical bowls with needles inside them. These traps were placed in my shoes so that my heels would get messed up.The first shoe I tried to put on stuck my foot in the very center. I was worried that maybe the aliens poisoned the tips or something. But anyway, I took the trap out, and took the trap out of the other shoe. I tried to put them on, but I was having trouble. For some reason, I couldn't figure out which way they went on, and I finally realised that they were backwards, with the tip of the shoe being the entrance, and the back housing my toes. I fixed them, and I put them on properly. Then I suddenly had a third leg, and I had to put on another shoe. This particular shoe looked...medical. It looked like it was on a crutch or something, and it was very old and brown and ragged, and also looked almost like an old rugby shoe. When I put it on, I headed back outside, and my third leg disappeared. When I got back I said, "Sorry I took so long, I couldn't-" Stan interrupted me, "Where were you? Kenny is dead and Ephraim has a disease!" I remember that when he told me that Kenny was dead, I thought to myself that he always dies, so it wasn't a big deal, but I didn't say this to Stan. We headed back inside. Now, the room had a very jungle/rainforest-like atmosphere, with cracked stone walls and overgrown vines everywhere. I went over to Ephraim, who looked very sick, but was still in high spirits, and he pulled up his shirt, and on his back were all of the symptoms of what he had, listed in blue ink (because of the disease). Apparently he had the "triple worm virus", or the "sudden awareness virus". Out of the LONG list of symptoms, I remember: Extra pain sense (every sense comes with a little pain, like touching a soft surface, or hearing something), sudden awareness (suddenly coming to. exhibited later), extra, or misplaced consciousness (because of the worm becoming part of you), and one just said "organ" (because of the worm becoming part of you). Ephraim and I thought the organ one was pretty funny because it was so vague. Suddenly the four of us were walking along a path in a Wal-Mart/jungle-like place. It was DE that Ephraim's condition was getting really bad, and he was pretty much a walking zombie. But for a little while, he was exhibiting no symptoms. We walked along this path, and there were crates of water and bananas all along the side. Since Ephraim was fine, he picked up some crates for us to bring along on the adventure we were on. He took a big drink from one of the crates, emphasizing that he was feeling great now. As we walked further, the path slowly morphed into a Wal-Mart isle. We all knew that Ephraim, if he was really better, would want to eat as well. We passed a bunch of food and cereal to our right, with Ephraim not even saying anything, much less getting something to eat. We passed Life cereal, and it was supposed to be this big thing that he passed up Life cereal. Anyway, Ephraim was walking in front of us, and when he didn't get any Life cereal, we realised something was wrong. Since he was in front of us, we couldn't see his face. I walked around him to look at him, and he looked like a zombie. His eyes were white, his skin was ragged with sores, and his expression was lifeless. We realised that he just exhibited the "sudden awareness" symptom. The symptom was that he would have points where he would suddenly feel better, as if nothing was wrong. Next thing I know, we are walking through Wal-Mart looking for a doctor. We all kept our distance from Ephraim, who I kept looking back at. Every two seconds, he would give a "UUUUUuhhhhGGgghhu," and it was very eerie. Eventually, after a long search, we found doctor, who had to walk with us, who we explained our situation to. As we discussed Ephraim's condition, the doctor asked us when he usually becomes aware. Ephraim, being suddenly aware, answered, "it usually happens right after a Zelda game comes out." The doctor then asked, "Did you perform any rituals when you found out about his condition?" It was then DE that we did, even though we originally didn't. The doctor's suggestion was to go back and undo the ritual. I thought that this wasn't going to be enough to save Ephraim, but then the doctor mentioned something about the letter "G". It was DE that part of the ritual had something to do with a word that ended in a "G". We didn't find the last "G", so we had to go undo the ritual, then find the letter, and then that would supposedly do that trick.

I woke up at 11:30. I would have went back to sleep, but I got to bed late this night, and this was only my first round of detailed dreams (I usually have 2-3). If I went back to sleep, I would have gotten out of bed at like 2 or 3 PM.

I had some apple cinnamon oatmeal before bed this night, and I think it helped because while I only had three dreams, really, they were pretty long and vivid.

The first dream started out with me at school, trying to buy Yu-Gi-Oh cards, of all things. I had to take them to Mrs. Gunther-Brown to pay for them. For some reason though, I needed an ID to make my purchase. "No problem,' I thought, "I have my driver's license right here." I pulled out my wallet, and opened it up and showed her. (Also at this point, it was now DE that she was just checking to make sure I had everything. I had to go pay for these somewhere else). She took one look at it, and told me my license wasn't there. I looked for myself and, disappointed, I remember I left it at home because I didn't want to lose it or something. She told me, "I guess you could still TRY to buy them," implying that they might forget to check for ID. Suddenly I was sitting in my desk. I guess you could call this a separate dream, but I don't think it was. It was DE that I had dated Kate, and we broke up, and she was in my class. It was the end of the day, and we were all just waiting for the bell that signaled our leave. Many of the kids in class were up and walking in an orderly fashion around the whole room. There were some kids, like myself, Kate, and some others, that didn't join in. My desk was positioned by the back wall, with just enough space between my back and the wall for people to pass through. As the kids walked behind me, Amanda (I think that was her name) tousled my hair as she passed, which was really out of character for her, because she was really shy in school. For some reason this was a big deal to everyone in class, and the students were all like, "Ooooo, guess who has a crush on Chris." Amanda and I knew that she didn't mean anything by it. Rachel was one of the students that was walking around the room, and to take attention off of Amanda and I, she tousled my hair as well when she walked by, as if to show that it wasn't a big deal. I didn't get a chance to thank her. But anyway everyone forgot about the incident when the bell rang and we started home. Somehow I ended up walking with Kate. I think we were just headed the same way, and I didn't want to walk 5 feet behind her the whole time, so I ended up walking with her. It was pretty awkward, since we already broke up and everything, but I tried to make the best of it. I tried to lighten things with some jokes, but she didn't get them, and that just made things more awkward. There was snow on the ground, and we couldn't see the pavement. There were no houses or trees around, either, but eventually we made it to her house. Her mother wasn't there, but her dad was, and this was the first time I was meeting him, even though I already dated his daughter. I knew that he knew I already hurt her by breaking up with her, and I felt pretty bad about it. When I went to shake his hand (my hands were wet for some reason) and properly introduce myself, I knew his thoughts were, "Oh, so THIS is Chris." Her house was pretty small. We were gathered in her kitchen, which had pale and brown tiles on the floor, and cartoonishly red walls. There were three doorways to the room; the way we came in, one leading to a living room, and one leading to the backyard. The one leading to the backyard was at the end of the room opposite where we came in, and by that door on its right, there was the stove on the wall coming towards us. To the left of the door was a wall with various knick-knacks. Next to the stove was the sink, and then the fridge. To our immediate left was the door leading to the living room. Kate's dad was opposite the side of the stove, where there was a small cafe table and a single bar stool in the corner which her dad sat on. Her dad was a pretty big guy. He was wearing a white tee shirt, which I probably could have fit my entire body in. Sitting down, he was taller than me. He had dark, curly hair, and an Italian mustache. After I introduced myself, which made things more awkward than they already were, their weiner dog ran into the room. Kate's dad took out a pack of twizzlers and fed one to the dog. Suddenly Kate and I were in her bathroom. We were flossing, and since I was still being awkward and nervous, I couldn't get a string of floss out of the container. When I finally did, it was all messed up and tangled. At this point, I think we were back together, and I told Kate, "I'm awkward right now, but once we get to know each other better, I won't be as awkward." Out of nowhere, we were suddenly on a cruise ship, and Kate was replaced with Chrissy, although she was supposed to be the same person. At this point in our relationship, we realised that we were soul mates or some shit like that, like it was destiny that we ended up together. Anyway, the whole time we were walking around the cruise ship, the view in my dream was very zoomed out, and I could see the whole cruise ship, surrounded by dark, night waters. Chrissy and I were about half the size of the ship, since my perception was skewed since my view was zoomed out so much. In little time, the cruise ship was ready to "take off". Without notifying us, the middle of the ship was covered in a giant cap in preparation to zoom beneath the seas. We had to hurry beneath it before the ship dove down. Before we could get under the cap, the ship turned around. Chrissy and I held on tight as the ship spun with force. It turned around so fast that at some points, one whole side of the ship would be underwater. Even though it was turning fast, it took a long while to make a full 180. When it was finally done, Chrissy and I hurried to the cap in the middle of the ship. We unclipped the lock and hinged the cap open. We got underneath and closed it up. Since we were big, we took up the whole space underneath the cap, as if we were sitting underneath a giant, overturned bowl. There was very little light under the cap, and we could only make out each other's silhouettes through the yellowish conversion of light through the top of the cap. Strangely enough, there was a sense of danger in the air, and we embraced each other for the duration of the ride. When we arrived at our destination, we entered a room that seemed to be an inside dock. We were normal-sized now, and as everyone was leaving the ship, some people were being separated, with some being sent to the left, and some to the right. Everyone was wearing jumpsuits, the color of which being between red and orange. There was a conveyor belt that we stood on as we exited the ship, not unlike those found in airports, that brought us to the wall on the other side of the room. The conveyor belt split in two when it reached the wall, and that was how people were separated. The room wasn't as big as you would imagine for an inside dock. The walkway leading to the far wall was only about 25 feet long, and the total length of the wall was about 50 feet. There were two doors (one on the far right and one on the far left) and it seemed that girls were sent to the left and boys to the right. The room had large, orange, metal support beams on the left and right where the dock wasn't. But anyway, Chrissy and I were separated. The last part of this dream that I remember was that I was with a large group of boys (since we were grouped together), and we were gathered around a doorway watching live anime (although I don't understand how that's possible). Adam was there. We knew that we weren't supposed to be goofing off and having fun, but this was all we had.

The next dream I had sort of comes from the last one, in that we were trapped against our will, but it has nothing else to do with the previous dream. In this dream, Brian was evil (why is he evil in my dreams?) and he was keeping Sean and I, and some other people I think, in this house that looked kind of like my cousin's old house in Philly. I wrote down "slave" in my dream journal. I don't know this is really an accurate word to describe the situation Sean and I were in, but it's the first to come to mind. After we were already being held there for a while, one day, while Brian was out, I found out that Sean had been selling weed this whole time. He told me he makes about "$130.00 per box" and I asked him how many box he sells a day. He told me that on a good day, he'll sell up to 5 boxes. I went over to where Sean does his business. In his room, out the window, you could see a single telephone pole with a box on a small platform attached to it. Outside looked post-apocalyptic. The sky was red, the ground was black, and the telephone pole was broken and slanted. On the box, a white dove had made a nest. This dove was Sean's and he trained it to carry the weed and the money back and forth. My dream showed me a shot of what it would look like when the bird carried weed back over to the window. There was just a green orb around the dove. The orb looked like it had been scribbled with crayon by a five-year-old. The closer the bird got to the window, the smaller the orb became. Just then, I heard the door open. I panicked (since we weren't supposed to be doing this) and told Sean that someone was coming home, and we need to hide stuff. There wasn't enough time, and we both were really worried. Luckily, it wasn't Brian. It was Butch, who headed upstairs. Relieved, I went to my room, which was my old room. It was DE that we weren't allowed to listen to music, or shower, but we found ways around those things. For instance, I had this device that I needed to press my bare foot against, and it would play Beatles music.

Before I woke up, I dreamed that I was writing all of this down in my dream journal. I woke up at 8:30, and went back to sleep.

The last dream I had was pretty cool. For starters, I was Batman. I could just end this entry right here, and I'd be satisfied, but I'll keep going. I was lying in a hospital bed because my back and my leg had been broken for the past few months. This was the day I was finally leaving the place. Since I was gone for so long, a new Batman had taken my place. My muscles were also very weak. I tried to stand, and I could barely stay up. There was a kid in the room near me, and it was his birthday. Anyway, there was evil afoot, and I had to spring into action, which was very hard given my weak condition. The kid with the birthday and his mom ran out of the hospital through a long tunnel (like in Star Fox 64) and I had to struggle to keep up with them. We ended outside a school-looking place with a large field of grass. There was a giant pseudobot that was powering up in the field. I finally caught up with the boy and his mom. They were climbing onto the pseudobot and I was inches behind them. We were really high up. There was a riddle we had to solve in order for the thing to not power up all the way. For the riddle, we had a controller with a single button on it. Around us, in the field, there were several parking-meter-shaped poles circling around us. We had to point to controller at the right one and press the button to save ourselves.We were given a hint. The hint was, "Aim for the evening." It was morning at the time, and I noticed that the sun was coming up. Just then I realised; the sun rises in the east and sets in the west. If we could find which pole was furthest west, we could defeat this pseudobot. I had little time, and I had to jump down to the ground so I could aim for the right pole. The kid's mother was worried about me and said that I could be injured all over again. I told her not to worry. "I'll land on my back," I told her to keep her mind at ease. I told her this as if it wasn't my back that was broken, and as if it would provide a soft landing. Either way, we ended up on the ground, and I faced away from the sun. I narrowed my decision down to three of the poles. If I chose the wrong one, the pseudobot would spring to action and kill us all. I faced the sun directly, and turned around to reassure my decision. Now it was between two poles. While the boy and his mom were trying to help by deciding between the two, I decided that it had to be the pole in the middle of the initial three I suspected to be possible choices. I told them, "I am positive that the correct answer is this pole here," and I pointed to the pole. I told them, "I won't press the button unless we all agree on this. We are all in this together." The button on the controller was a lot more sensitive than I thought it was, and I accidentally pressed it. Luckily, I was pointing to the right pole as it was pressed. A spray of green light was emitted from the controller and it surrounded the pole. For some reason, our efforts failed, and I had to fight the pseudobot, although it was in a weakened state. Its head was a giant tube-like structure that was surrounded by rocket launchers, with a space in the middle (inside the tube) where there was orange, organic matter. There was a pattern to its cycle of attacks, and I took advantage of this.

This is where I woke up =(

I'd go into detail on what the pseudobot looked like, but I'm pressed for time right now.

Involuntary WBTB around 5:30, which was too soon, and I stayed awake for about an hour, which is too long.

No LD.

First, I was in this hotel-looking place. I was with a bunch of people, none of whom I recognised, but I knew that I didn't fit in with their crowd. The room was very well-lit, thanks to the large window that occupied the entire wall we all faced. There were various blandly-colored chairs and plastic plants placed around the grey room. The group of people and I were all gathered around the window, and looking at a person floating next to the building we were in. It seemed we were pretty high up, like if we were in a skyscraper. The person flying next to the building was pretty far away, but I could make out his flamboyant, super hero-ish outfit. What he was doing was creating these energy discs that he chucked at us vertically. When they came whizzing towards us, they would instantly and very cleanly cut through anything they touched, but then the object that was cut would automatically reassemble, as if nothing had happened. The rest of the group I was with were anticipating these discs, like it was fun when they cut through them, but I was understandably cautious, and did not want those things chopping me up. I was in the middle of the crowd, and I noticed that the floating guy was throwing these discs, and from my right to my left, so he could get everyone. I took advantage of this pattern, and tried to time them so I could hop between them safely to the right, and away from the room. I almost jumped too soon the first time, and I had to quickly jump back before one disc caught my head. There was little time between this disc and the next one, and I had to shift my momentum forward to be able to escape this one as well. I got out just in time, with only a rip in the back of my shirt.

Next, the cast of Everybody Loves Raymond was standing on top of a square platform with sewer water below them. There was another similar platform adjacent to the one they were on. The background to this part of the dream had dirty orange and green colors, and the cast didn't pay attention to this, and just went about their business. I don't remember what they were talking about, but eventually, Raymond turned into a pig, and fell down a sewer grate on the second square platform. Frank then morphed into a pig as well (although he had an apple in his mouth), and went after him. The sewer grate led to a series of see-through tubes that the two were just zipping through, like some sort of carnival ride, with the occasional build up of dirty garbage water, where everyone held their breath through. Soon, my dream forgot all about Raymond, and it was just watching Frank, the pig, sliding through the tubes. There were a lot of parts of the tubes that went through strange places. One part was a supermarket, in the frozen food section. Right where one of the glass doors would be was the tube that came through the floor, around one of the doors, and then back into the ground. The dream only showed a glimpse of this part, with Frank flying through the tube. There was also a dream with the best train conductor in the world, but I don't remember it.

There was one dream I vaguely remember where I had to get ready to go somewhere, and I shaved off all of my body hair. The hair on my head was blue, and I was procrastinating something. Meg from Family Guy was there. Coffee had something to do with this dream too. In the end, I was embarrassed or something because I did all of this for nothing. I forget.

Lastly, I was at some sort of newspaper stand, and there was a giant stack of video game pamphlets or something. They were red and black on the front, and were reserved for people who work for IGN. I was talking to some guy with a coffee and a soft pretzel I think. He made an exception for me, and I took a pamphlet and did a "game of the year" review. There were also meatball sandwiches that were "not for guests." Suddenly, I was in Anthony's kitchen, and his house looked kind of like his grandparent's house, but the table was on the wrong side of the room, and the doorways leading to the living room were too...unrealistic? But anyway, we were eating meatball sandwiches, which were delicious because of the sauce, and we were talking. There was some other third person there, but I don't remember who it was. It may have been Matt. The subject of a Sony Super Smash Bros came up and I asked if Sonic was still going to be in it, since he's not a Nintendo character. I got a yes, and I said, "Who is going to replace the rest of the characters?" I'm sure I got a list of characters, but I don't remember who they were. I asked if Mega Man was going to be in it, and the other guy who was there said yes, but I knew he was talking about some other Mega Man. I thought to myself, "Oh, wait. THAT guy is Mega Man, too." I clarified and asked if Protoman (huh?) was going to be in it. I turned to Matt and said I should have said Mega Man Volnutt, because then they would know who I was talking about. Anthony and I went to sit down at the table. His brother and his sister were there, and we were all listening to the radio. The radio was on the table with a big plate of roast beef, and I was flipping through the channels. I wasn't hearing anything I particularly liked, but I knew the Jazz station was coming up. Just as I thought, it was the next one that came on. I knew that his brother would probably complain about it, so I kept flipping through the channels after i gave a look of "cool, jazz. Too bad we can't listen to it right now" to Anthony, and he returned to look. We settled on this one channel, and Anthony was sitting across from me. As if he was answering a question, Anthony said, "Yeah, this is Bob Cole." I called him an idiot and said, "No, this is Bob Dylan, you idiot." I changed the channel again, and American Idol came on and the radio started flashing red and blue, like a police car, because I guess those are the show's colors in my subconscious. Suddenly I was in the mall with Matt and the other kid. We were all sitting at a table chatting. I got up to walk around and put a coat on. I went back to the table we were at and I picked a piece of bread, and held it in my mouth while I continued to put my coat on.