Saturday, November 26, 2011


I was having some again so I got up.

Nasty fucking ones, killing and cutting and shooting people trying to protect my family.

Snarling packs of dogs trying to trap me on the porch of some place on a hill.

Then some guys showed up on the porch who obviously owned the dogs but I have no idea why they were there except I knew they were some evil bastards with malintent
I cut the throat of one of their dogs right in front of them and bolted behind the front door.

Double dead bolt doors, one behind another.

Desperately looking for a shot gun.

Somehow I found one and at the same time one of the evil doers got through the doors and I blew a hole in him you could drive a truck through.
That's when I woke up.

I'm going to finish my smoke and try to go back to sleep here in a minute, hopefully that shit will stop.

Apparently that Steven King guy has nothing compared to my subconscience.


  1. I once dreamed that I was being fellated by a man. I woke up all disturbed and belived that I might be becoming a fruit. I thought about scourging myself like the flagellants of old but decided that would be going just a bit too far. Instead, I just thought of an attractive co worker of the female gender, wearing nothing but pumps. I did some flogging of the non painful variety and went back to sleep. All was right with the world.

  2. It's rough when you wake up, and reality kinda sucks too.

    -but hey, I haven't been in that dark place for some time now and I don't think you have either. We just don't want things to go to crap.

  3. I take those things as my subconscious trying to tell me something. The shit is going to get pretty dicey here in the not too distant future. Keep that shotgun handy...

  4. Your subconscious is telling you what my cosciousness is telling me.

    The situation in Europe will affect us all and we need to be aware of world events even more now.

    Love ya!