Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Brain Arteries and the Casino Getaway

Hello reader! Welcome to my Dream Journal. This is the place were I will be collecting my recollections of my dreams as best I can. That's it. Pretty simple. So come along and see what's inside my crazy brain. Last night I crashed super hard. I worked a half-day substituting then I went and did an intense workout with some friends at Johnson Field and then last night I photographed back-to-back performances of The Show. Needless to say I was pretty wiped and crashed out hard. I was engaged in an epic space battle. Huge fleets of spaceships lay scattered across the sky. Some of the spaceships were large cubes much like the Borg ship while others looked more like an imperial class star destroyer. The fight wasn't going well for my side. My friend Matya and I tried to come up with some sort of strategy to defeat our enemies but neither of us is really equipped for that (a comedian and a web-comic artist??) so we sorta just ended up wandering around the ship for awhile. Well it turned out that the lead general and his 2nd in command were on the same ship as us. I guess we were both conducting the battle form the same base? Anyways, running into them around the cantina area of the battleship was awkward to say the least. At one point I was passing the 2nd in command on the stairs and he pulled a knife on me and tried to stab me. I deflected his first attack but then he managed to stab me in the head. He didn't kill me but rather he somehow pulled this thick artery that went from my brain down my neck out and then severed it. He then smugly walked away. So here I am with this thick bleeding artery hanging outside my body and I'm freaking out trying to reconnect the two ends. Blood is going everywhere and I'm freaking out trying to not die here. Eventually I get the bright idea to pinch off the two ends, which is great because it stops the bleeding, but it's bad because now I'm worried about adequate blood getting to my brain and also, what happens if the end clots up? Will that blood clot run up to my brain? I'm running around holding onto these two bloody cords freaking out because I know I can't afford to go to a hospital on a spaceship (THANKS OBAMA!) and also because I'm supposed to be fighting a war. Next dream.

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