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Mercury · 10-01-2009, 02:17 PM

I haven't been around yahooka for the last few months and this place had all but vanished from my dreams. Then, last night, as I have so many nights before, I fell asleep reading yahooka posts (with my laptop in bed).

Lo and behold! Who walks right in my dreams that very night? Grieves of course! The details are ever fleeting but I'm sure it went something like this:

-Grives and me in random bathroom sitting indian style in front of a bathtub.

-Grieves appearance is nondescript, just a regular guy in a dark shirt and jeans. He never even addresses himself, I just somehow KNOW that this is grieves.

-In the bathtub we are buidling and discussing what looks like a model loading dock that is also somehow a map of a city.

-In the middle of this model shipping dock/city map are big letters that spell PORTLAND. Like the city from my home state, Portland, Oregon, I assume.

-Grieves admits he adores Portland and stares at the bathtub lovingly (I can dream, can't I?)

-Then we turn around and all of a sudden we're not in a bathroom anymore, we're sitting at a bar.

-Grieves is louder and more beligerant now and he is kind of giving me a bad feeling. There is still a bathtub in the bar and I get the feeling he has nefarious plans for me and that bathtub.

-Dream gets hazy for a moment

-Two girls join me and grieves at the bar. Both are very tall, like 6'6", very thin and blonde. Probably abstracts of my love for Paris Hilton.

-We've stayed very late now, I actually checked a dream clock and it was 3:36 if I remember and I'm very worried because that is far too late to be out at a bar. Grieves, however, is unsympathetic to my anxiety about the time and insists we stay at the bar with the girls and play games.

-The bar then turns into my kitchen/living room and I decide to spend the rest of my (or perhaps more importantly their) energy. So I suggest my and grieves do airplanes with the girls. They love the idea.

-However, I had the ecstasy style airplanes in mind, where you hold a persons legs and swing them around. The girls and grieves, however, started spining around with their arms out and calling it an airplane. "Whatever", I thought, and joined in.

-The dream ends with these airplanes getting wildly out of control and turning into a sort of moshpit of punching where grieves purposely blindsides me with blunt force, knocking me into blackness.

Then I wake up.

10-01-2009, 02:17 PM	#1 (permalink)
Mercury Special Delivery Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: The States Posts: 8,190 Thanks: 294 Thanked 799 Times in 537 Posts	My GREIVES dream! (weakness ensues) I haven't been around yahooka for the last few months and this place had all but vanished from my dreams. Then, last night, as I have so many nights before, I fell asleep reading yahooka posts (with my laptop in bed). Lo and behold! Who walks right in my dreams that very night? Grieves of course! The details are ever fleeting but I'm sure it went something like this: -Grives and me in random bathroom sitting indian style in front of a bathtub. -Grieves appearance is nondescript, just a regular guy in a dark shirt and jeans. He never even addresses himself, I just somehow KNOW that this is grieves. -In the bathtub we are buidling and discussing what looks like a model loading dock that is also somehow a map of a city. -In the middle of this model shipping dock/city map are big letters that spell PORTLAND. Like the city from my home state, Portland, Oregon, I assume. -Grieves admits he adores Portland and stares at the bathtub lovingly (I can dream, can't I?) -Then we turn around and all of a sudden we're not in a bathroom anymore, we're sitting at a bar. -Grieves is louder and more beligerant now and he is kind of giving me a bad feeling. There is still a bathtub in the bar and I get the feeling he has nefarious plans for me and that bathtub. -Dream gets hazy for a moment -Two girls join me and grieves at the bar. Both are very tall, like 6'6", very thin and blonde. Probably abstracts of my love for Paris Hilton. -We've stayed very late now, I actually checked a dream clock and it was 3:36 if I remember and I'm very worried because that is far too late to be out at a bar. Grieves, however, is unsympathetic to my anxiety about the time and insists we stay at the bar with the girls and play games. -The bar then turns into my kitchen/living room and I decide to spend the rest of my (or perhaps more importantly their) energy. So I suggest my and grieves do airplanes with the girls. They love the idea. -However, I had the ecstasy style airplanes in mind, where you hold a persons legs and swing them around. The girls and grieves, however, started spining around with their arms out and calling it an airplane. "Whatever", I thought, and joined in. -The dream ends with these airplanes getting wildly out of control and turning into a sort of moshpit of punching where grieves purposely blindsides me with blunt force, knocking me into blackness. Then I wake up.