Montage
October 2nd, 2006 by Joel Bombardier; no comments
I have had a slew of dreams recently. Including multiple dreams per night.
Last night I had this crazy dream about being with somewone who had some sort of terrable cancer, and the cander kept spreading, but it shifted to a cartoon point of view when I dreampt about the cancer itself. And as the cancer got worse they were able to eat less and less things (like becoming lactose intolerant, then vegetarian, then vegan, then vegan-microbiotic etc). Some how (me and mystery cancer patient) were by the water, either in a powerboat on a lake or swimming in a lake, or both. Additionally, I definatly was either having sex, or about to have sex with someone (a woman) in the dream, vauge though (too bad).
dirty dream #2
November 25th, 2005 by Joel Bombardier; no comments
I was living in Emma’s apartment and I was building a low japanese table. But this was an apartment adn Ihad just moved in and there were no tools or anything to build tables out of. I went to a junk yard and stole a piece of plywood and more wood for the legs and went back to the apartment. A hand-saw and hammer had appeared since I had left and they were hung on the wall outlined, much like the tools in the photo room. I cut the wood into an apporopiate size, but I had to keep vacuming up the sawdust with this rediculously old vacum cleaner. eventually the table was built, Ivacumed again, and spent the rest of the dream wondering where the garage was.
haze at best
October 27th, 2005 by Joel Bombardier; no comments
There was new shampoo and conditioner on the table when I got home. Though I don’t remember running out, it was the spency stuff too.
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Someone kept pinching my rump and commenting on how hard it was.
mostly jumbled consistancy
October 2nd, 2005 by Joel Bombardier; no comments
I was in my house, but it wasnt my house. The setting was more like evening in Verona. There were quite some people over. (Earlier we were at some supermaket).
Matt and I went in my parents master bathroom to deomstrate how perseption is reality. I began to explain to him that since we left the company of the other people out there (which included Tina and Sydney) they had forgotten about us, and thus to them, we had seased to exist. I Furthur explained this theory by making an analogy with my self and the bathroom as forms of expression. The middle of the rooms was the consious mind. Then I climbed into the bathtub to explain some other part of consciousness and there was a third part to it as well. (that I dont remember).
After climbing out of the bathtub, the room had expanded and everyone else was in it now. I f fact it no longer looked anything like a bathroom. The lighting was soft as though lit by candels. We all were hanging around on the floor, and moving and such. Tina was hitting on me and I realy had to go to the bathroom.
I still want to be a dentist
September 21st, 2005 by Joel Bombardier; no comments
I am outside in the darkness hanging out with Ariana. I seems like we are on a dock, or something.
We are talking and in the conversation I begin running my tounge around the inside of my mouth. I have had lots of dental work recently, the kind where they coat that fake enamal over your teeth to prevent cavities. I have had it done many times over, such that my lower left hand set of molars are all one congealed tooth thing.
As I am feeling around with my tounge I realize that the enamal-teeth are coming off. This is causing me great distress and pain. It is being held on by a single nerve. Lots of pain.
I didnt want to tell Ariana in fear it would offend her, so I made some excuse to leave without opening my mouth much, and left. I went and found my dad to tell him about my mouth. He was on our computer downloading this cartoon video about blue meanies. He wouldnt pay attention to me so I had to turn off the speakers and the moniter.
When he paid attention he told me that it wasnt so bad and I shouldnt worry about it, but I was still really concerned. I woke up running my tounge over my teeth.
At least everything will be alright
August 25th, 2005 by Joel Bombardier; no comments
I am with many people mostly my peers and we are in some outdoor setting. David Kroman, Emma, Tim etc were all there.
It was a nice summer afternoon in some shady (not suspicious) place, and I went to use the privy, except it was an outdoor pit tiolet but there wasnt any enclosure around it so everyone could see you, this didnt bother me based on my previous backpacking experience. I then used the privy. Upon leaving David and some other people were coming down to use the loo, but were talking about how exposed it was and how akward it would be to use it. I think that they took turns using it and making a circle around it so nobody could see in.
we had to leave. So Ariana, Tim, and I got in this taxi and started driving. For some reason I has lots and lots of money. The taxi driver seemed to be confused and started taking us to some obscure place that was not where we wanted to be. So Ikept paying him money and trying to get him to take us to wherever our destination was. Other people had money to but I insisted on paying. Eventually we arrivec.
At some point we all gathered on some field and played this complicated game simmilar to dogeball. There was this expansive field and a white line divinding it into two partitions, along the line there were these coils of green ribbon that we were supposed to throw at each other. However, there were also dozens of balls being hurled around and everyone was trying not to get hit by eitehr of the projectiles. Emma was standing against the dividing line holding a green ribbon spool behind her back (pretending not to have it) and she kept trying to communicate that she was saving it for the right time. Eventually I awoke and tried really hard to fall back asleep and re-enter the dream. Nope.
All Dressed Up
August 18th, 2005 by Joel Bombardier; no comments
This happened a few days ago when I was out backpacking.
I was at the highschool at night except it didnt look like the highschool, it looked like the main lodge at N-SID-SEN. Iwas out on the porch with Peter Lucier and we were hanging out.
There was a dance going on in the lodge/school I was going with Peter, though I dont think that we were dating. However, we played the part, and I had my arm around his waist a lot.
Peter was wearing this white suit that looked just like the one that George Harrison wore during the Concert for Bangladesh (a real event). George Harrison’s suit has an OM embroidered in the lapel of the suit and so did Peter’s suit, except that the OM looked kinda like a unhapy face. I kept trying to tell Peter that his suit looked like George Harrison’s and that something was wrong with his OM, Peter kept telling me that he already knew this. We didn’t really get anywhere.
The strangest part is yet to come
July 24th, 2005 by Joel Bombardier; no comments
My brother (Evan) and I were hanging out at some houe, in a brown room. I was very tired and feeling fairly apethetic. Evan had some plans to go to Seattle, and he needed me to drive there, but we had to call home first. We took out my mom’s cell phone and called home (which I had not done for hours) Idont really remember what she said but we drove onto the boat.
We had a very strange boat ride to Seattle, but when we arrived to the city it was not Seattle but as we got off the boat we were at a huge old castle. This castle was reminicent of the magical castle of Hogwarts. It was bohemoth and very old, lots of moss and such, all made out of stone.
I befriended some people and lost my brother somehow, though it wasnt important at the time. During the duration of my time there there was some girl who was very evil and she was poisioning people, not killing them, but brainwashing them. With injections.
My Mystery Friend (MMF) and I found this all out by creeping around and spying on what was going on (the brainwashing). We were peeking around a corner when we saw a group of adults, and the girl walking around, and we intuitivly knew they were on the prowl to brainwash people. As we came to that realization they looked in our direction and began to run at us. MMF and I turned and sprinted off in the opposite direction. We ran harder than humanly possible, but the creeps behind us kept a constant distance behind us, our legs were pumping and swelling in a very rediculos fasion. We tore off into a nearby bathroom, I dove behind a wall but MMF was hunched over in the middle of the floor, he had broken both his legs with effort. The people began to rush past, and almost missed us but saw MMF in the middle of the floor, and come into the bathroom. We began to freak out in fear, kicking and yelling. One of the adults grabed MMF and held him up as another adult prepared a needle for injection (to brainwash him) he bagan screaming and crying, another adult had grabbed me. The evil girl was watching. I was thinking about how Dumbledore was letting such terrible things happen in this castle (Hogwarts, remember). As MMF was being injected, I kicked out and broke free from my captor, and bolted for the door. I fell outside, it had begun to rain and I crawled across the warm stones crying.
(oddly enough I have had the second part of this dream before (the castle/brainwashing part), however I didnt remember until I drempt it again last night)
Coordinating capacity
June 28th, 2005 by Joel Bombardier; no comments
Emma and I were inside Eagle Harbour Congrigational Church (EHCC) and I was standing around in the middle of the ‘Fellowship Hall’ just standing. Emma was in the corner sitting crosslegged behind a paistry cart that was filled, stacked really, with electrical equipment, VCR’s etc. Very complicated.
[note:] Emma and I are scientists, additionally we are racing to discover, something, first. This also takes place about 20 years ago, however I retained knowlage from the present.
I walked over to Emma and sat down next to her. She looked puzzled as she stared at the backs of the equipment. Dozens of wires and connecting plugs ran from each different piece of equipment to others, additionally there were wires too that were spliced into some of the connecting plugs that ran to different plugs of connected to pieced of metal on the outside of some of the equipment. After a moment of waiting Emma picked up a electrical plug (male) and inserted it onto the back of a VCR looking device. Suddenly LED lights on the back of the equipment flickered on, there was a mechanical buzzing, some beeps, and there was a feel of intence electricity in the air.
Immediently I stood up. Emma had also stood up and looked very pleased and excited. She took out a peice of paper that looked like a lab sheet from any science class. She began to briskly fill it in. Durring this time we moved out from behind the cart of equipment and walked into the kitchen area of EHCC.
There was two people, a mother and a daughter, the daughter being about 17-18 ish. They were also scientists and working over a large pot of simmering tomato sauce in the corner of the kitchen.
We came over and tried to share our scientific findings with them (for the intrist of science) even though there was competitin between us. However, they refused to share their information with us. This greatly frustrated us, we bagan pointing at our data and pleading/demanding that they share their information. They gave us the cold shoulder.
All of a sudden their experiment was compleated and the mother shouted in glee and they hovered around the pot blocking out view of the contence. then the mother got out this redicuously antiquiated camera and brought it very close to the contence of the pot and took a picture. Intuitivly I knew that she was taking come sort of extreme macro shot. “That didnt turn out, hold still” the mother said as she took a second shot (I was thinking about how there was too little light in the kitchen for the shot to turn out). then the mother removed the slide, looked at it and exclaimed in joy.
Mayhem insued. Emma and I tried desperatly to look at their data (that they wrote down on their lab sheet) while the mother and daughter tried to hide their data from us. We bagan to mock and pester them in our frustrastion of loosing the race (for the prize) and their incapacity of looking beyond self-intrist.
Eventually the mother offers to give us a hint to what they discovered, we accept and she screams “We discovered a new element!” We respond with disbelief and I race to the counter to find my periodic table (from the present) and figure out what element they discovered. I only had six peiced of paper but a I couldnt find it.
We began mocking them and kicking them and making them miserable. It got very juvinile “Hey smarty, what are you going to do? Think me to death. Yeah. Thats right college girl.” etcetera.
(fuzzy)
Later durring the mocking part there was a flash-back to when the mother was younger. She wanted to jum n her husband’s shoulders so she climbed a electricl pole and sat on the cable. Then the cable broke and she fell down there was lots of police and fire fighters there and all the neighbouts came out to see.
We return from the flash-back and We are in some ones yard, and the daughter is all dressed up in a formal suit (old fasioned) and smoking a pipe, the mother is standing on a balcony taking pictures and directing her to stand in different poses. It is shady and there was recently lots of sapplings planted around the yeard, in preperation for the awards celebration for the pair winning the race for the prize. I am hiding in the bushed and I jump out and kick her. Then I wake up.