Had a dream where I was banging on a piano, and out came a nearly-flawless "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown." The spirit of Ray Charles approved.

Advocating Fewn

This morning the alarm sounded during after an awesome dream I was having about Fewn. Fortunately Dan was up and far more cohearant, so I asked him to write down the following quote:

"Fewn is a band that uses the internet as its medium. I don't think we've ever limited ourselves to song, speech, or even shouting random obscenities!"

This is something I was saying to Dan, Arthur, and Amy to get them hyped up. I THINK someone was going to give us a second chance at something, perhaps a business deal or something. I don't remember the details but thanks to Dan I DO remember that quote!

mundane movie and pizza saga

I was going to be visiting Bethany in Ithaca. I had seen her and her friend at a presentation a few days earlier, and she had invited me. I was pretty nervous about it - mainly, where would I sleep and should I bring my own food?

When I got to her house (a punk mansion), she wasn't there. I met a few of her house mates - they were all young college students who seemed interesting. I explored the house and realized it was right on Cayuga Lake and the waves were crashing into a cliff the house was up on. Bethany came home and we talked for a short while before I left to go to the movies by myself. It was a 72 minute film that was supposed to be worth every minute. Before leaving, I figured I better order a pizza so I'd have something to eat later. I called Pontillo's and then left for the movie. The theater was exactly like Webster Loews. After the movie, I looked up Pontillo's in the phone book in the lobby and then started driving. Ithaca had become a thriving metropolis within 72 minutes. I had no problem navigating though and wasn't even anxious at all.

Next thing I knew I was at my parent's house with mom and Caitlin. Mom had a brand new comics anthology, and as we flipped through, I saw that my mundane saga (see above) had been chosen and converted into a comic! I was very proud.

by KT

Disturbing demon dream

This dream is fading fast, so here's what I know:

I was heading to Europa, which is one of Jupiter's moons. There is a colony of people living there already, and it looks just like rural Mexico (in real life it is icy).

I go to see a doctor (for some reason) and he wants to do all these tests on me. His office looks like something maybe an Aztec peasant would live in, though the doctor and his equipment are modern. I'm dreading undergoing these tests, and as we're about start, a couple people walk into the office. It's a father with his young daughter. They've brought a fast food meal for the doctor, and they place it on the table and sit down with me. Now I feel really awkward because it seems that they're going to stay and watch as the doctor performs his tests.

So I get up to leave, and soon I'm flying around Europa, about to head back to REAL Mexico, on Earth.This is where things get weird.

I'm in a cave or underground cavern, and there's a demon there. I have to fight it. The demon is so bizarre. It's humanoid, but with smooth skin of a greenish-purplish hue, with a bronze dusting*. Its overall appearance is that of a baby, but its head is disproportionately small, and its limbs are as big as an adult's. It has no facial features except for little pseudo-eyes, which are squeezed shut. Seems to have been inspired by Pan's Labyrinth, photos of lampreys I saw in a National Geographic, and this episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer I saw a part of..

So I'm "fighting" this demon, but actually I'm just cradling it in my arms as it lays limp. It does not appear threatening, but I KNOW that I have to act fast or ...something... will happen. I'm not scared, just in a rush. April comes in to help, and I tell her to go look for some bombs. Meanwhile, I grab our new Ginsu knife and cut its head off. It takes next to no effort, and there is no blood. Instead of bones it has hollow cardboard tubes inside it. I proceed to cut off the rest of its limbs, but the act of doing so is so disturbing that I vomit a brick of sand (???).

That's when I woke up, thoroughly disturbed.

*I realize now that the skin may have been inspired by a Chinese eggplant April and I put on a pizza. I was basically fighting an eggplant.

Airplane to the moon

I'm traveling with my dad by plane, but I don't remember our final destination. We land in an airport and have something like a 24 hour layover before we have to get on another plane. It just so happens that this airport is offering plane rides to the moon for $10. We figure that this would be a good way to pass the time until our next flight.

The airplane to the moon is a quadruple-decker. In other words, it looks like four planes stacked on top of each other, but only the bottom plane has wings.

We board the moon plane and take off. However, heavy rains and threats of terrorism force us to land in Michigan. Our pilot misses the runway and we land on the airport's lawn. They are testing a space shuttle at the Michigan airport for some reason, close to where we landed.

So now we're stranded in Michigan with no way to get back to our original airport. The officials offer us tickets to Florida arriving at 9:00 am the following morning, but Florida was no where near where we were trying to go.

Sometime later my brain decides that I was with my mom this whole time, and there's a scene of us arriving home to my parents' house and explaining all of this to my dad, who rolls his eyes at us.