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Happy Ducks Walking by Danny Behrens
Thank you Sam C, Scott, and Nick for whistles, noises, and back ups.
06/23/11
Had a dream that went like this…
So it’s Summerday at my house and I step outside in the front yard to smoke a cigarette. I see what looks to be a very metallic looking sun in the sky. I notice that it is getting bigger. Sure enough it’s actually coming straight towards earth. So I flip shit a little bit, and then run. Quickly I realize that there’s no use in running and stopped to watch the impact. At this point the meteor is a giant golf ball. It hits earth and blue smoke and lightning come billowing out.
First thing that comes to mind is “riots”. So I quickly try to get everyone in my house so to avoid the crazy people looting and pillaging. Luckily I managed to get all the doors locked in time before the chanting of the angry mob came too close. Then me and Scott Wolz decide that we should probably try and find a Wal-Mart or Sam’s Club as a fortress to survive from the people who lost their shit. Well, outside of a McDonald’s we ran into a couple bike-riding hoodlums. In a panic, I tried to steal one of the guys bike to get away from them. Trying to pedal the thing was completely useless because I had absolutely no strength.
This is the best I can do.
Alas!
In one half hour’s time I will start what will be the last final I have to take this semester. It’s been a long year and I’m happy to end it. I would like to thank your welcomes for always following up thankyous.
Heres a picture of Lydia and Tony, sorry I haven’t written you yet. I plan on typing up a long, funny, and charming letter tomorrow now that I’ll be on summer vaca ;)
Quit that smoking dammit.
Jazz Swing
Every time I hear someone say ‘doing cocaine’ as “doing THE cocaine” I can’t help but think that it’s some sort of dance.
And check it out, this is a new comic I started titled Tony vs. Terrorist. It’s not done yet but it’s gonna be shweet!
Can you guess who’s who?
I’m am thankful for people who join the marines so I wont ever have to. Good luck tmuff!
And thats about as sexiest a marine can get.
Slippage
Everyday recently, as I go throughout my day, I remember small fragments of my dreams that I’ve had the night before. This is fine and all, but it’s becoming a tease. Some of these dreams seem like they were very creative and cool; I want to remember more of them.
For example, today I was walking to class when this girl slipped in front of me in the snow. This made me start thinking about physics and I started getting ideas of a movie where organisms learn how to manipulate the physics around them. Basically I was just thinking of silly thoughts and then BAM, I remember part of a dream. I was falling really far and really fast down through a framework of a huge building. The frame consisted solely of metal poles throughout. While falling, I had the idea that all I need to do is slow down time so I can focus more clearly on the metal bars passing through my vision as I fall. Then, I grab one so my body’s momentum would swing me around the pole leaving me virtually unharmed (as long as I hung on). I was swinging around that pole for awhile, but it worked. And that was it. I remember nothing else. Maybe that was the whole dream.
I plan to keep recording my dreams as much as I can to the point where remembering them is a breeze. Eventually, I would like to achieve the skill of lucid dreaming, which I hear can be accomplished after recording your dreams for awhile.
