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2008.01.21
Fish or Shrimp? (ND)
I just had two dreams, but I can't remember the first one. The second one was about a boy who was an escaped convict who robbed a guy in Brazil. He was caught and sent to an all-black camp in Africa. (It was kind of like the ones that the late humans in "Time Machine" lived in, only they were in pyramids and didn't hang off the edges of cliffs like idiots ) The lady who gave him a "tour" had curly black hair and she only wore a short wool gray dress and had a bone chocker around her neck. In other words, typical cave mannish style. She showed him his room (which was basically a little indention under a trapezoidal pyramid). The guy quickly became one of the most popular at the camp, "the man". And somehow he got really BUFF. Ew. ANyway, everyone had one day off. They were sunbathing, the boys are wearing black shorts and the girls short black dresses. He decides he's so hot that he can take the shorts off. So he does.
This is where the scene changes. I am no longer "in" the dream as third person, more like watching it like a movie on a TV screen. Two large ships are on the screen. One is a large pirate ship with a jade green sail, the other is a British-like yacht, with glass encasings or something, and an empty deck. Grandpa is suddenly standing beside me, and I tell him something about the ships, but I can't remember.
Now I'm back in the dream, but I'm not "there", more of a bystander who can only watch and un/willingly participate. Two other people are on the boat now : David Krumholts () from NUMB3RS and some other guy I can't remember. They start arguing about which is better fish or shrimp, but in more detail, like using mathematical and scientifical terms and stuff. (I think Krumholtz is secretly talking about Nemo. I have no idea who the other guy's probably implying.)
Now I'm watching the TV again. The BRitish yacht is filled with some shrimp at the bottom and pushed to see how far it turns over. It only flips a little bit. They keep filling it until the whole thing is full, and it only flips to like where it's on it's side. My grandfather mentions something like "arsenal symmetry" .
Now I'm back "in" the dream (if you could even say that; i'm confusing myself ) but sort of floating above the water, watching. The British boat is empty now, the other guy, Krumholtz, and the guy who plays his father in NUMB3RS is there now, too. Krumholtz's "father" looks like he's about to be sick because apparently he just watched his boat get traumatized four times over (according to Krumholtz...I'm getting tired of typing his name )
Now we're all underwater (I think) in some type of cave-like place. There is a shrimp on my head. There's also a pile of goldfish and clownfish by the door and a bunch of shrimp in an aquarium by the opposite wall. (I finally have a body but can't use it because wtf you can't become lucid in someone else's movie!) Krumholtz (JEEZ WTF IS WITH UR NAEM) and the other guy are still arguing fish and shrimp statistics. Then, making everyone turn and stare at me, a shrimp bites my ear, electrocuting me. I whimper a little 'ow' and wake up.
I'm only half-awake though, and think the shrimp and the other fish is still by my head. I get kind of freaked and have a short-lived panic attack, swatting my hand at my right ear. Still dazed, I realize that they're not there and I sort of calm down a bit and sink back into a half-sleep.
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