Sweet Jesus! My dogs rhea has come and gone. This was a quick one! A great nights sleep and a veritable mini-series of wild dreams last night. I only recall one in detail. Quickly approaching my final quit date - trying to get excited for it. Trying.
6/24 -
I'm in New Orleans (my home town) and I'm extremely late to get to a dinner with my family at a restaurant way on the other side of Esplanade and I'm on Canal. We were all down there to see my brother in-law, Taylor Carson, perform at the Super Dome. So I'm running down Royal Street as fast as I can and it's of course jammed with tourists. I slowed down to get through some people and two women flag me down, very interested to hear where I'm going. One is absolutely gorgeous and the other... meh. For whatever reason, I'm speaking in a New England accent which they found irresistible. I explained I had to go to whatever restaurant - they begged me to stay, but I left. I finally made it to the restaurant and it was a debacle. My parents were in charge of this large dinner and my dad had accidentally ordered everything to go. 12 of us ready to eat and all of our food was packed in boxes. I marched everyone across town to my house where I berated my father the entire time. Everyone left. Later that night, Taylor returned from his show (which I missed) to store all of the band equipment in my place.
The next morning I'm doing dishes in the kitchen and I see the less attractive of the two girls from yesterday walking up to my door. I waive her in and we start chatting in the kitchen. Not two seconds later, I see the exact same girl walking out of my front door with Taylors guitar case and a huge amp. There are two of them and they're robbing me. I start freaking out and grab the girl in the kitchen by the wrists and start muscling her out the front door. She's fighting back. I somehow managed to lock the door on my way out, so I knew the house was now safe. That move really pissed her off. Out on the street, she's putting up a fight and I let her know that I will not hesitate to pummel her face in if that stuff isn't returned immediately. Right as I said that, a group of men came up behind me and pull my arms behind my back - screaming at me to STFU, etc, you don't treat ladies like this. There are normal people walking around everywhere and I'm screaming at them to call 911. They all ignore me because they thought I was hurting an innocent woman. I took a savage beating, all the while my hands are held behind my back. I recall ribs cracking and my eyes swelling shut before I finally hit the ground.
No more talking to strange girls in my dreams.
Later,
G
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