So I've decided to start post this dream and letting you dream analyst types have at it.
I just woke up from having this dream-
My friends, Collen, Robert and myself are sitting in the attic of a cafe in some unknown dirty city. I had just arrived from another dream involving a neon orange and purple spider dancing on someone's face. Of course everyone was filming with their smartphones, so they could load it up to Youtube. After the dancing spider, I entered the cafe and talked to the owner about how his day was going so far.
"Pretty weird!!!", he said.
What he didn't realize, and neither did I till this point, but the whole dancing spiders routine had been orchestrated by a group that I was working with to increase the number of strange things taking place in cafes around the city. This particular cafe today also had been serving just very tall people after breakfast exclusively. We are talking at least two standard deviations beyond the norm tall.
Anyways, I decide to start cooking up some food for hungry customers because I also work there now. Just then another spider drops down and falls next to the stove I'm using. Upon closer inspection, Haha just kidding... not an actual spider but a shrimp the cook behind me threw carelessly off her stove. The cook comes running over to me and starts opening some sour cream and peanut butter containers.
"Why did you buy more? I have two more containers" she said sourly, as she removed two extra containers of peanut butter.
"I didn't buy more! I bought those at least a month ago because I eat here all the time!"
Suddenly a reaction from the crowd broke out...http://www.soundsnap.com/node/108700
After I had taken the moral high ground in our argument...I went up to the attic of this cafe/diner.
Taking a seat I began to notice all the intricate spiderwebs around. A particular large one descended on Collen, at which point a bullet shrimp carrying a bottle of pop in it's tiny claws drops down on his leg.
Collen, ever so casually, brushes the shrimp off as if to say "Oh jeez, not this shrimp again guys..."
The shrimp scurries over to Robert and hands the bottle to him. He takes a good swig and hands the bottle to me.
This music begins to play: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-FPimCmbX8
at which point Robert, Collen, myself and the shrimp begin to dance.
I woke up, brushed the spiders out of my eyes, coughed up a few spiders, shook the spiders off my hands and decided to write this down.
Have at it folks!
(I actually didn't have to deal with any spiders in the morning)
