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Dreams and Weekend Stuff

So. Ove the weekend I had a dream--one involving zensidhe, datan0de, femetal, redheadlass, and zombies. Any of you who know one or all of those people will probably know that adding zombies to the mix really isn't that much of a stretch.

Anyway, in this dream, the six of us--the Smoosh, Shelly, and I--were all living in a big rambling country house together, a couple miles from town. During the dream, there was an enormous storm over the town, with weird glowing clouds and lightning and tornados and all kinds of chaos, and datan0de and I were standing outside the house watching the storm. A huge cone of light blasted out of the weird glowing clouds and hit right in the center of town, and somehow (through that weird dream logic that lets you know this sort of thing) we knew that it had turned all the dogs in town into zombies, and that soon the dogs would be biting people and turning them into zombies too.

So. datan0de and I were talking about this, in a casual offhand way--"Should be at least a Class 2 zombie outbreak in just a few minutes." "Yep, seems about right. We probably have a couple hours before zombies are swarming all over the house." "Yeah, I'd say that's probably true. Hey, we should get the camera and take some pictures of the storm. Check out all the lightning!"

We were all relaxed and casual about the whole thing, because zensidhe was there, and if anyone knows how to handle a zombie outbreak, it's him. So all of us were greeting the prospect of being overrun with a swarm of hungry zombies with about as much panic as you might expect from a weather report of a chance of scattered afternoon showers--"Yep, maybe we should take the lawn furniture inside and load the shotguns."

Shelly feels that this dream is an expression of a great deal of confidence on my part in zensidhe's abilities. I think it's just a subconscious desire to live with femetal and redheadlass because they're cute and all.




Sunday, Shelly and S's other boyfriend S and I drove up to Gainesville to meet indywind and her partner. I have no idea of her partner is on LJ or not.

We lounged in a park--or rather, I lounged in a park while indywind and her partner taught Shelly and S various Renaissance-era dances that are appropriate for poly folk. I have a new respect for how bawdy the Renaissance-era peasants were, but that's a whole 'nother post altogether.


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nekidsteve
Mar. 15th, 2006 12:21 am (UTC)
oh please, im a much better zombie killer than he is.
datan0de
Mar. 15th, 2006 01:18 pm (UTC)
Killing ain't the same as surviving, lad, and an internet quiz doesn't make you an expert!

However, I will admit that the zombies are more likely to think that you're one of them. I know Trogdor does.
nekidsteve
Mar. 15th, 2006 10:06 pm (UTC)
please son, i know more about survival than you might think. im not from the city originally
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datan0de
Mar. 15th, 2006 01:39 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad I married you!

The only part of that scenario that I find unlikely is tacit and I choosing to live away from the urban sprawl. Unless, of course, it was to dodge an impending nuclear holocaust. That would certainly complicate the scenario...
tacit
Mar. 15th, 2006 03:52 pm (UTC)
You know, I was kind of wondering about the "living outside a small town" part, too. It does seem rather unlikely, even by the standards of a dream involving zombies...
indywind
Mar. 21st, 2006 03:38 pm (UTC)
Indywind's partner is tlh_in_tlh.


We didn't really kill the speaker in your laptop, did we?
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