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I was on a 747(-400?) on the way back from Europe. I’d been having a conversation with someone about survival times in the cold North Atlantic winter water.
At some point, the plane descended close to the water and suddenly we were flying next to an impossibly huge wall of water. I suddenly had the ability to see in any direction around the plane I wanted to and the pilot gunned the engines and we screamed up the side of the massive wave, barely missing brushing it and soared high into the air. Just as I thought we were in the clear the plane hit a massive wave that came up out of the water, although the plane survived, we were badly shaken up. We then came up over another wall of water and over an island and then…
…I was standing on the balcony outside the living room at the Kirkway house looking at the lake and thinking how tame and boring it was with respect to the Atlantic. Although the waves on the lake were a fair sight bigger than they would normally be. And then I woke up, glad to be neither in an plane barely missing titanic waves nor in Michigan.
-Mike
Certified Mad Doctor and HoP High Priest of Nutella
A buckuht n a hooze! -Valura
if i could be a busy busy bee...
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I had moved back to San Francisco, but I was somewhere in South America with my parents (which is curious because my dad has been dead over 4 years now) and decided to come back early. The only way back was to fly through Detroit and then connect to a flight to the West Coast.
While at the Detroit Airport, I somehow got lost and wandered off the airport and was having trouble finding my way back. And then I found myself wandering through a rather beautiful 1960's-architecture modern church that was near the airport, and I didn't want to ask for directions in a church. But suddenly some girl that I knew from high school (although I have no idea who it was) recognized me and greeted me. I explained to her that I had to get back to the airport, so she grabbed my hand and started leading me back.
On the way we went past the church's duck pond. Now, having grown up on a lake, I have some connection to waterfowl. I once befriended a family of swans and I feel a particular connection to swans. She wanted to see swans, and I discovered them surfacing from their underwater foray.
So I whistled at them and was shocked when they both came out of the water at me and then walked right up to me on the bank of the pond. And then the male said "Hello!" and of course I was absolutely shocked. I mean, who ever heard of a talking swan?
And so he and his mate and I talked. She was from somewhere far, but she had met him and fallen in love. They had two kids this summer. They spoke very halting English, like they were just learning to talk. And then I felt this rather bizarre blow to my entire body and the swans and the pond faded and I woke up.
-Mike
Certified Mad Doctor and HoP High Priest of Nutella
A buckuht n a hooze! -Valura
-Mike
Certified Mad Doctor and HoP High Priest of Nutella
A buckuht n a hooze! -Valura
I was always scared with my mother's obsession with the good scissors. It made me wonder if there were evil scissors lurking in the house somewhere.
Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons for you are crunchy and good with ketchup.
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-Mike
Certified Mad Doctor and HoP High Priest of Nutella
A buckuht n a hooze! -Valura
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