Sebbylite

I just remembered a bit of a dream I had last night, and I wanted to share it with y’all. Mostly because it was a pretty sweet dream, and I think it will make a good story to tell (and also because I’ve slightly been heckled into posting by someone who will remain nameless).

Basically the part I remember of the dream is that I was a member of a team of ninja assassin’s and we were trying to win a war against a bunch of Foot Clan-esque ninjas. You know, the kind that blunder around but call themselves ninjas because they wear a full purple pajama suit with mask and belt? Yeah, those guys. The problem for them is that me and my team were actual ninjas, and assassins, and were picking them off like ducks in Duck Hunt.

After going through this for a while (which was pretty sweet - usually my dreams are the “frustrating” kind, where I’m playing frisbee but wearing 25 pound shoes and everyone else has jet packs, that kind of thing. But in this dream it was the other way around, and I was kicking ass and taking names and they had no chance), the “Big Boss” showed up to try to take us out himself. It turns out that the Big Boss was Jimmy Chu, and he was actually taking out my teammates. I was still fighting ninja style so they hadn’t found me yet, and was making my way over to take Jimmy out, when all of a sudden his fiancee Kim walked in looking extremely pale. I left my cover and went over to grab her, because my mission was to get her away from Jimmy before they were married (kind of a like a Princess Bride-Man in Black-Prince Humperdink menage a trois, or maybe it was more of a Matthew Broderick-Rutger Hauer-Michelle Pfeiffer thing, I’m not sure). As I run up to grab her and get her out of there, she just looks blankly over at me and says “It’s too late.”

Of course I don’t believe her so I keep trying to convince her to come with me. She looks up at me, and then takes her hands away from her chest to show that they have been covering a bullethole in the center of her chest. When I see this I go into a blind rage and finish off the rest of the Duck Hunt/Foot Clan. And as is the way of dreams, just as I square off with Jimmy for an ultimate ninja style showdown, it’s wakey time.

Usually I don’t remember my dreams, so on the one hand it’s strange that actually did remember enough to write something down in a cohesive manner. On the second hand, it was a pretty sweet dream. Like I said before, I tend to have the frustrating type dreams, the ones where I seem to be running through sand or running uphill, where I can’t hit the broad side of a barn with a frisbee, etc, and the fact that in this dream I could do anything and everything I set my mind to, it was awesome.

Maybe tonight I’ll have more to share with y’all.