i had a dream last night that i went out for a walk in a city... for some reason i knew it was in the states but i didn't know where exactly i was.
at one point i walked through a small park/playground, and after hopping a low shrub/fence kind of deal i realized that underneath the brown winter grass (it must have been early spring) there was a snake.
odd, i thought, and also pretty creepy. before i could get the hell away and do a little grossed out dance i realized that underneath the dead grass were several other snakes... all harmless - if much too large - garden snakes. then i heard a rattle.
so it turned out that i was standing on top of three rattlesnakes. familial significance aside (cowboys from montana... many stories about killing rattlers) i was even more freaked out at this point, and while i was trying to decide whether to stand still and fake them out or just break out and run they bit me.
so then i ran. insert flock of seagulls joke. i had bites on my left hand and both my ankles... i figured i was fucked, except someone said it was a slow poison. as is usually the case in dreams this person popped out of nowhere at a totally convenient time for the sole purpose of saying one particular thing that i wanted to hear at that moment.
the part where it gets kind of strange is when i decide that no one's going to help and i have to get myself to a hospital. i end up in a subway station asking for help and directions, but no one will listen because they all think i'm just drunk or high - in dreams, i suppose, being poisoned makes you stumble and slur. hey, snakes are cheaper than weed right? totally.
posh was mumbling and trying to cuddle, but she kind of hit me in the head and i woke up, so i never did get to see if i died from the poisonous park snakes or not. either way, i think i'd rather not have any more dreams like that for a while.
at one point i walked through a small park/playground, and after hopping a low shrub/fence kind of deal i realized that underneath the brown winter grass (it must have been early spring) there was a snake.
odd, i thought, and also pretty creepy. before i could get the hell away and do a little grossed out dance i realized that underneath the dead grass were several other snakes... all harmless - if much too large - garden snakes. then i heard a rattle.
so it turned out that i was standing on top of three rattlesnakes. familial significance aside (cowboys from montana... many stories about killing rattlers) i was even more freaked out at this point, and while i was trying to decide whether to stand still and fake them out or just break out and run they bit me.
so then i ran. insert flock of seagulls joke. i had bites on my left hand and both my ankles... i figured i was fucked, except someone said it was a slow poison. as is usually the case in dreams this person popped out of nowhere at a totally convenient time for the sole purpose of saying one particular thing that i wanted to hear at that moment.
the part where it gets kind of strange is when i decide that no one's going to help and i have to get myself to a hospital. i end up in a subway station asking for help and directions, but no one will listen because they all think i'm just drunk or high - in dreams, i suppose, being poisoned makes you stumble and slur. hey, snakes are cheaper than weed right? totally.
posh was mumbling and trying to cuddle, but she kind of hit me in the head and i woke up, so i never did get to see if i died from the poisonous park snakes or not. either way, i think i'd rather not have any more dreams like that for a while.
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scopitone6248:
Haha! You had to IMDB him didn't you? DIDN'T YOU?!!
scopitone6248:
Yes, but do you have a mini-keg of it in the fridge?