#1
I'm sleeping in front of a computer. My coworker Meredith keeps IMing me celebrity names, trying to influence my dream.
#2
My parents want to sneak over to my Uncle Howard and Aunt Carol's house to scare them for Halloween (it's the night before). We go outside and the entire neighborhood has been decorated for Halloween and people are roaming around trying to scare me.
#3
I show up to work and am unlocking the door when children in costumes show up to trick-or-treat. I scramble around the office trying to find candy for them since we usually don't get trick-or-treaters, let alone first thing in the morning.
#4
Wil and Anne Wheaton are in my house. Anne has cancer and we're trying to make her laugh to cure it. Wil gets upset about something and they leave.
Wow. Halloween is apparently already on my brain, or at least in my subconscious. Probably because I spent a lot of time yesterday thinking about a belly dance routine I'm going to be doing for an upcoming Halloween show. Not sure about the Wil Wheaton thing. I follow him on Twitter. I also read Boing Boing and Xeni has cancer. That's the only connection I can think of.
Showing posts with label halloween. Show all posts
Showing posts with label halloween. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Halloween Stores, Nascar Tattoos, and Tacos
#1
I'm walking through the brewery district in Tacoma and see a couple people opening a warehouse. I walk up to them and they tell me they're putting in a Spirit Halloween store. I mention that I worked at a couple Spirits in the past and the next thing i know I'm the manager of this one. I call Aron to tell her.
#2
At the Federal Way Home Depot with Joe. He's looking for conduit and couplings for some work project. I walk up to two employees cleaning up some thing that spilled on the concrete. One of them is my former coworker Susan. She has a giant tattoo of a NASCAR car surrounded by a cloud of smoke on her calf. I give her a big hug because I haven't seen her in over 4 years.
#3
I'm in the parking lot looking for Joe and he pulls up with Katie, Felicia and my dad in the car. I'm pissed because it looks like they went and got fast food without me.
#4
At some kind of gathering with my girlfriends. Julie's baby Kinley crawls over to me and I pick her up. She starts to fuss/cry and Suze takes her away from me. I say something to the effect of, "At least let me try to calm her down."
#5
I'm back at the house I grew up in and people are moving in across the street. Except there's like 30 of them and they're all hanging out the front yard and their kids are drawing on cars. I try to call the cops but Craig asks me not to. One of the girls from across the street comes over and tells me (in sign language) that she's hungry. I ask my mom to feed her tacos.
I'm walking through the brewery district in Tacoma and see a couple people opening a warehouse. I walk up to them and they tell me they're putting in a Spirit Halloween store. I mention that I worked at a couple Spirits in the past and the next thing i know I'm the manager of this one. I call Aron to tell her.
#2
At the Federal Way Home Depot with Joe. He's looking for conduit and couplings for some work project. I walk up to two employees cleaning up some thing that spilled on the concrete. One of them is my former coworker Susan. She has a giant tattoo of a NASCAR car surrounded by a cloud of smoke on her calf. I give her a big hug because I haven't seen her in over 4 years.
#3
I'm in the parking lot looking for Joe and he pulls up with Katie, Felicia and my dad in the car. I'm pissed because it looks like they went and got fast food without me.
#4
At some kind of gathering with my girlfriends. Julie's baby Kinley crawls over to me and I pick her up. She starts to fuss/cry and Suze takes her away from me. I say something to the effect of, "At least let me try to calm her down."
#5
I'm back at the house I grew up in and people are moving in across the street. Except there's like 30 of them and they're all hanging out the front yard and their kids are drawing on cars. I try to call the cops but Craig asks me not to. One of the girls from across the street comes over and tells me (in sign language) that she's hungry. I ask my mom to feed her tacos.
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