UGly Bank, Gross Dinner, and the Beached Whale
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Dream:
I found myself inside an old bank. It's not very old; maybe just from the seventies or sixties. The light fixtures were awful looking, the ceiling was too low, the carpet avocado green, and the walls were covered in a fake wooden paneling.
I was trying to make change with a $50 bill, but I noticed that it was printed in the 1950 series.
"Oh no," I said to the Banker, "this is no good any more," but the banker told me the money was still good. Turns out I was still back in the day, and the money was still worth $50.
Then I felt as if I had the urge to use the restroom, but I did not want to use the one at the bank because the employees themselves would not use their own restrooms. There was a plant in the corner which seemed like it would serve my purpose just fine, but at the last moment, I changed my mind and decided to brave the unappealing restroom.
The ceiling in the restroom was barely over my head, not even six feet high, but at the urinals the ceiling tapered down even lower: so low that no amount of ducking would make it possible for me to stand in front of the urinals. The ceiling was rotten in places and full of mold and cobwebs, so I gave up and left.
Then I drove some friends of our family, my sister and brother-in-law to dinner. Since I was driving, it was my music that was playing. I became self conscious of my music, and wondered if my passengers would be able to appreciate it at all. I skipped ahead to a song that I thought everyone would enjoy, but as soon as I did, I heard scoffs and unpleasant words spoken from the back seat.
At last we had arrived at the restaurant, and we went in. We sat down at the table and set out the food that we had brought in our Tupperware containers. The food looked absolutely horrendous, and on top of that, the helpings were meager, so I left it there and walked to the back of the restaurant and out the other door.
As I was walking towards the goth club just at the end of the block, I met up with another goth on his way to the same place. We just got in when my sister came running up and announced that we were all going somewhere else and that it was time to go.
I left with them but I did not want to go into the other place with them. I wandered around outside for a bit, and came across a beached whale.
There was no beach in the area whatsoever. I approached the whale which was only about 30 feet long. It was still fresh, and might have been still alive. I climbed up from his tail and onto its back... that is when it began to stir; it was alive!
It craned its head over at me and tried to snap at me. It had a row of razor sharp teeth lining the edges of his monstrous mouth. He had a duck-billed mouth of a platypus, but it was big enough to eat a coffee table in one bite! I jumped off his back and stumbled away from the reach of his deadly mouth. He then slithered towards an open manhole and disappeared into the depths.
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Dream:
I found myself inside an old bank. It's not very old; maybe just from the seventies or sixties. The light fixtures were awful looking, the ceiling was too low, the carpet avocado green, and the walls were covered in a fake wooden paneling.
I was trying to make change with a $50 bill, but I noticed that it was printed in the 1950 series.
"Oh no," I said to the Banker, "this is no good any more," but the banker told me the money was still good. Turns out I was still back in the day, and the money was still worth $50.
Then I felt as if I had the urge to use the restroom, but I did not want to use the one at the bank because the employees themselves would not use their own restrooms. There was a plant in the corner which seemed like it would serve my purpose just fine, but at the last moment, I changed my mind and decided to brave the unappealing restroom.
The ceiling in the restroom was barely over my head, not even six feet high, but at the urinals the ceiling tapered down even lower: so low that no amount of ducking would make it possible for me to stand in front of the urinals. The ceiling was rotten in places and full of mold and cobwebs, so I gave up and left.
Then I drove some friends of our family, my sister and brother-in-law to dinner. Since I was driving, it was my music that was playing. I became self conscious of my music, and wondered if my passengers would be able to appreciate it at all. I skipped ahead to a song that I thought everyone would enjoy, but as soon as I did, I heard scoffs and unpleasant words spoken from the back seat.
At last we had arrived at the restaurant, and we went in. We sat down at the table and set out the food that we had brought in our Tupperware containers. The food looked absolutely horrendous, and on top of that, the helpings were meager, so I left it there and walked to the back of the restaurant and out the other door.
As I was walking towards the goth club just at the end of the block, I met up with another goth on his way to the same place. We just got in when my sister came running up and announced that we were all going somewhere else and that it was time to go.
I left with them but I did not want to go into the other place with them. I wandered around outside for a bit, and came across a beached whale.
There was no beach in the area whatsoever. I approached the whale which was only about 30 feet long. It was still fresh, and might have been still alive. I climbed up from his tail and onto its back... that is when it began to stir; it was alive!
It craned its head over at me and tried to snap at me. It had a row of razor sharp teeth lining the edges of his monstrous mouth. He had a duck-billed mouth of a platypus, but it was big enough to eat a coffee table in one bite! I jumped off his back and stumbled away from the reach of his deadly mouth. He then slithered towards an open manhole and disappeared into the depths.
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posted by John Martens at 9:57 PM
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