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This morning I had a weird dream with a couple kids lost in this big wooded estate with a bunch of 'black riders' chasing them all over. There was one 'white rider' around that saved them and kind of turned the tide but it was all kind of Susan Cooper-esque or something. I'll try to write up a better description on the dream journal because Shad says it sounds like wonderful inspiration for a story.
Not much else to say except that I was searching for my WTF of the day last time and completely forgot a good one I had waiting. Life is so much more interesting when you can categorize these weird little occurrences into a WTF of the day.

WTF of the day: We had lunch with Matt last week to give him his Xmas gift last week. I'm sitting there about to cut into my food when this voice from around waist height on my left side shouts, "Who are you??" I look over and there's this kid about three years old beside me, staring right at me very insistently. His mom was trying to pull him along and a minute later he did the same thing to someone a couple booths down, which was kind of reassuring. My initial reaction was kind of '...' but when I heard him demand it of someone else I said 'At least it's not just me...' and that apparently cracked other people up that I would even think I was selected out for it. G-Bridgie said it was very existential of the kid, actually. :P

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 04:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] revyrie.livejournal.com
Or maybe you resemble somebody famous? :)

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 05:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reymonkey.livejournal.com
To a three year old?
Scary.

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 05:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] revyrie.livejournal.com
Well, if it's any consolation, I don't think you look like Barney or a Teletubbie.

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 06:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reymonkey.livejournal.com
I do not have a purple purse...

But I could tell you some stories about a guy who was overexposed to Teletubbies and started comparing them to soylent green and other dystopian realities.

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 05:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] justdbear.livejournal.com
Kids come up to me all the time. Mom's version is: "Kids like Donna. She doesn't even try to do anything to impress them or have fun with them, they just are drawn to her." I think it's because I slightly look like a cartoon with my huge smile, but kids come up to me ALLLL the time and try to talk to me, or bring me toys, etc....pretty weird. I am used to it anymore and my reaction is usually to look around and find their parent and gently lead the kids back to their own folds.

Maybe I am the pied piper in disguise!

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 05:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] justdbear.livejournal.com
Oh. And. I want to hear your dream, I am in need of cool dreams to add to my....collection muwahahaha.

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 05:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reymonkey.livejournal.com
Kids come after me too, but I figure that's because they can smell fear, like animals. Kids scare me.
I'll post it to the dream journal, which I think we have you friended on. Or if you want I can just eml it.

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 05:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] justdbear.livejournal.com
Dogs smell fear, kids smell candy...do you carry candy on your person often?

haha. Yeah, I think I am on the dream journal. I like fantasty-like dreams, they beat reality-ish ones any day.

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 05:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reymonkey.livejournal.com
Not really... I think I was wearing the guinness shirt Bridgie's dad got me? Maybe he wanted a beer?

I have to agree. There's a nightmare up there from yesterday that left me unsettled all day.

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 06:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] justdbear.livejournal.com
Yeah the nightmare sucked. I'm sorry to hear about your uncle too. Death is such a hard thing and each person experiences it their own way, close or not, feelings are feelings.

And um, next time someone points a gun at you, use those great sword swinging skills I know you have and go all kill bill on them. ;) Kidding. *HUGS*

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reymonkey.livejournal.com
He's technically my great uncle, and... yeah. It's not like I know any of my relatives well, but...

... Heh. It was my grandfather.

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 06:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] justdbear.livejournal.com
Heh. He was pointing a gun at YOU. ;) You point a gun at me and I don't care who you are, I am gonna do everything in my power to take you down (or quietly do everything you say one or the other).

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 05:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] janewt.livejournal.com
I had a dream last night that I was a fungus guy. I had mushrooms on my head. I lived in a zoo with my father and we were trying to escape.

....It was not as exciting as black riders.

Date: Jan. 3rd, 2007 06:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reymonkey.livejournal.com
You should totally tell that to Ursula Vernon because you said 'fungus guy' and I immediately thought of her artwork.
I like it. I like it a lot. I swear I had a picture of some weird little fungus people out of an old D&D manual. I'd spam you with it if I could find it on the HD.

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