Sunday, May 2, 2010

My dream last night... plane crash, killer snowballs, Phil Keoghan...

My friend and I were in a small plane and she was flying. I remember asking her how we were going to find the airport, so she flew the plane within a few feet of the ground right over the treetops. We ended up crashing, but were ok.

We started walking and shortly saw some cars and civilization in the form of a small rural town. We found this one restaurant/bar and went it. Then the next thing I know, I’m a server in the bar area. Some of the customers were giving me crap for not getting the new customers water quickly enough. I explained that I hadn’t even been shown how yet. So I went to one of the cute male worker bees and asked him where everything was. He took me to the back behind the bar and showed me a shelf with clear white and clear brown plastic cups. He explained that the brown were for the water and the other for regular drinks, then showed me the water dispenser and the ice machine. I started to get the hang of things after that and seemed to fit in.

I then somehow was hanging out with a few girls, guys and Phil Keoghan (cutie pie). And I was flirting with Phil big time and trying to get him to hang out with us. He was flirting back with a few of us, and teasing us by making up grab coins out of his front jeans pockets. (OK, guess my mind was in the gutter in my dream last night :-))

After we were hanging out with him, the weather turned bad. We were in the mountains and it was snowing, but then small avalanches started. Then what looked like meteors flying through the sky, but were really massive snow balls flying by us and crashing into the ground. Everyone started running like mad. I was flying down snowy and rocky mountain sides until I got to a safe place. I found this half broken tunnel and say 3 cars trapped in the snow in there. I looked closely and saw people alive inside. When they saw me, they came out and said they were staying in the cars to try to keep warmer.

And that’s the last thing I remember.

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