last night i had a really weird dream… it had these in it (a * means it was a recurring element)
escaping from old rusty sinking ships / submarines* + lupin the 3rd* + russian mafia* + going back to japan + red dwarf (meeting danny john-jules aka “the cat” and he selling me a bunch of red dwarf books and a “girls of red dwarf calendar” so i had to carry these things around for the rest of the dream) + kentucky fried chicken (col. sanders, at least) + the 1969 baltimore orioles winning the AL championship and returning to baltimore in front of a giant poster advertising orange crush soda + running around old museums + my store + russian acrobats (i think they were the russian mafia in disguise) + columbo (the acrobats killed / knocked out my store manager so columbo had to investigate).
really weird dream. guess that’s what happens when i fall asleep right after eating chicken, stove top stuffing, and green beans for dinner. i was disappointed when i woke up and found out i didn’t really have any red dwarf stuff from danny john-jules. *sniff*
what’s up with everyone being interested in aviation after i said i wanted to get a license? one of my fraternity brothers wants to fly too, and now i read that staedtler wants to get a pilot’s license too (he doesn’t have me on his friends list, so i guess he used PSYCHIC ABILITIES to learn that i wanted to fly)… i guess i’m just that influential… XD
goddamn what’d they do to the interface for