bengraven
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Last night I dreamed my uptight home town had become a giant, interactive haunted house.
Some local teens were allowed to create an interactive haunted house "game" out of several businesses. The entire town was painted like the "Spooky Scary Skeletons" video.
Some kids were dressed up like monsters; I remember having to "fight" a minotaur in the middle of a maze painted on the floor of an abandoned gym.
Also, my wife (who smokes pot IRL and I do not), had me go buy some weed from a Jamaiican drug lord who operated out of a sweet roll delivery truck. He delivered the weed in the middle of sweet rolls that you had to crack open. Apparently I was also buying for some of my wife's cousins and their friends and when I cracked open the sweet rolls for them, there was actual filling in them, not weed.
The drug lord also said that my wife owed him money and if she didn't pay up, I was going to be a widower.
This was all in the middle of my Halloween dream. The local teens had also created an iPhone app with a Halloweened version of our town on it and guides to the local participating businesses as well as the ability to keep track of other people using the app.
Weird, but cool in a way.
I spent the rest of the dream trying to:
a) fuck my wife
b) find a friend of mine I met online but never actually talked to IRL; her and her ex-husband were in town to see my kid and I never got a chance to meet up with them...I was trying to follow them using the iPhone app.
Some local teens were allowed to create an interactive haunted house "game" out of several businesses. The entire town was painted like the "Spooky Scary Skeletons" video.
Some kids were dressed up like monsters; I remember having to "fight" a minotaur in the middle of a maze painted on the floor of an abandoned gym.
Also, my wife (who smokes pot IRL and I do not), had me go buy some weed from a Jamaiican drug lord who operated out of a sweet roll delivery truck. He delivered the weed in the middle of sweet rolls that you had to crack open. Apparently I was also buying for some of my wife's cousins and their friends and when I cracked open the sweet rolls for them, there was actual filling in them, not weed.
The drug lord also said that my wife owed him money and if she didn't pay up, I was going to be a widower.
This was all in the middle of my Halloween dream. The local teens had also created an iPhone app with a Halloweened version of our town on it and guides to the local participating businesses as well as the ability to keep track of other people using the app.
Weird, but cool in a way.
I spent the rest of the dream trying to:
a) fuck my wife
b) find a friend of mine I met online but never actually talked to IRL; her and her ex-husband were in town to see my kid and I never got a chance to meet up with them...I was trying to follow them using the iPhone app.