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Reality [Aug. 22nd, 2009|09:33 am]
Ex Tin Panther
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Last night, I was eating dinner at an outdoor restaurant (with Jill and somebody else, I think) in downtown pseudo-Toronto. There was lightning in the sky, which began striking the CN tower sporadically, then constantly. I tried to point this out to Jill and somebody else, I think, but they seemed unwilling to turn around until the crazy purple lightning triggered an explosion around the base of the tower, which then fell down, the top landing about a block away.

We joined the throngs in evacuating the downtown area, which involved crossing a river for some reason. The bridge had also been knocked down, or made unsafe, so we had to pull ourselves along the foundations of the bridge, which were also set up quite thoughfully like a buffet table. I grabbed some hummus and olives and stuff, and made my/our way to a dance club/wooden shack above which I seemed to live. It was convenient for us to stay there (I'm pretty sure I had another house somewhere else, too - possibly the one in which I actually live) because people were planning to come the next day to do some role-playing.

Now, the funny thing about this dream is that is was wacky, but had just enough elements of reality to make sense to a lot of my brain. For example - crazy lightning on Thursday night (and at least one tornado, apparently). Also, today some people are planning to come to do some role-playing. Wha-hey.

Furthermore, I think I actually woke up in the dream, in my imaginary house/club, and tried to figure out if the whole CN tower thing was real or not. I think I was pretty sure that it was not, but wasn't totally convinced. This kind of dream-within-a-dream structure somehow just blurred the lines instead of creating an extra barrier between dream and reality.

In actual last-night-land, I played the drums a lot, and the weather was lovely, and people came to see us, and we got paid (I think) and it was a great success, and Robin and I ate at Apache Burger, and the tower was still standing when I got home, I'm pretty sure but you never know, do you?
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[User Picture]From: orchomonous
2009-08-23 02:41 pm (UTC)
That I liked.

I am staring at the Atlantic ocean, which is only vaguely stormy at the moment, and wondering about Norwegians seeking vengeance in Texas and, if a man was canny enough about it, could you could defeat win against a six-shooter using only a whaling harpoon given to you by your father?
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[User Picture]From: shin_kazama
2009-08-23 04:24 pm (UTC)
Wooden shack dance club? That could be cool.
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[User Picture]From: shoeless_wade
2009-08-27 04:58 pm (UTC)
How was the campaign kickoff, anyway?

Yeah, you gotta hate the "waking up within the dream" dream.
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[User Picture]From: nanogibbon
2009-08-31 01:11 am (UTC)
I think it went pretty well. Some awkward in getting the gang together, but I guess that's par for the course. posted a bit of recap on DDF.
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