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MickeyLumbo · 08-16-2006, 06:06 AM

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Originally Posted by Eliza Hodgkins 1812

when I took off my mask to reveal the face of Walt Disney himself. And the youngest of the girls, a pixie lass of about 18, told me I was very, very handsome.

Now, each time I exit Frontierland on my way to Tomorrowland, I shall think of you - and smile.

SacTown Chronic · 08-16-2006, 06:24 AM

I remember when MickeyLumbo would hang out at the Frontierland/Fantasyland border after the fireworks.

After all, he has a dream too. Believe it.

MickeyLumbo · 08-16-2006, 06:33 AM

keep the dream alive!

Kevy Baby · 08-16-2006, 07:36 AM

Tink Taco!

innerSpaceman · 08-16-2006, 08:26 AM

Would the restautant name be less objectionable if they changed that first "P" to a "T?"

alphabassettgrrl · 08-18-2006, 10:47 PM

I love dreams! Mine, yours, anybody's.

Bornieo: Fully Loaded · 08-18-2006, 11:05 PM

Now I have that Fleetwood Mac song playing in my head...

I'm eager to fall asleep so I can dream away. Usually a much better world...

alphabassettgrrl · 08-23-2006, 11:02 AM

I had a really cool dream this morning, very cinematic in its look. It ended with me standing on the ground, looking at a sky just after sunset, and a harvester spaceship flew across the sky. A man leans out into space and is filled with the love of speed, space, and the symphony of control and power that is his ship.

Scrooge McSam · 08-24-2006, 04:57 AM

Alrighty then, E... have a go at this one.

I am staying at the Shreveport LA Holiday Inn to do a wedding for the daughter of a pastor whose church I attended when I was a boy. I am amused to realize the I am the one chosen to conduct this wedding. The wedding is scheduled for 6PM and I'm getting dressed in what I consider to be one of the ugliest suits I've ever seen (a hideous olive and brown colored monstrosity), when a man opens the door to the room and walks in. He's moving around the room like I'm not even there as I yell at him "who are you, what are you doing in my room" Another man walks in, also seemingly oblivious to my presence, though the 2 men are interacting with each other, talking between themselves. Neither seems to pay me any attention. Then another man enters followed by another man, the 4th man being dressed in camouflage hunting coveralls. All four of them seem to belong there as far as they are concerned and are paying me no attention, even as I scream at them to get out. I am worked into quite an agitated state by this time and pick up the phone to call the desk to report these intruders when the fourth man to enter snatches the phone receiver from my hand and runs for the bathroom. He makes it almost to the bathroom before I jump him from behind. He spins and we tussle for a moment until I can see both of his hands and notice that he doesn't have the phone receiver. He wriggles out of my grasp when it occurs to me to look at the towel rack in the bathroom. Somehow I know that's where he's placed the phone receiver. I look up and just as I suspected there it is laying on the top of the towel rack. As I grab the receiver and turn, I see the 4 men leaving. I run out after them, but when I reach the door I can only hear them laughing to themselves around the far corner of the building. Just as I reach the corner of the building, they screech out of the parking lot in an large older sort of olive colored land yacht with camouflage panels running along the bottoms of the doors and quarterpanels.

As I'm thinking to myself how odd that was, I realize I better get back to the room and finish getting ready... I do have that wedding to conduct, after all. It seems to be a much longer walk to the room going back than it was when I was running after the intruders. Finally I reach Rm 154 (this is the first time I've noticed the room number), enter, check the bedside clock (it's 5:31) and notice I now hear a female's voice coming from the bathroom. As I walk to the bathroom, I begin to make out that she's giving a demonstration of a new urine analysis machine the hotel has installed for the benefit of its guests. ??? I decide to ignore her and finish getting ready so I can get out of this place when I notice there's now another man behind me mumbling to himself. I choose to ignore him as well because I just want to get ready and get out of this place, but his mumbling gets louder and louder until I can no longer ignore him. I turn and tell him how annoying his mumbling is, only to have him turn his attention to me and tell me that he should kick my ass for interrupting him. As he says this, I notice the room door opening and in come 2 bald legless midgets in bright red polo shirts walking on their hands, pulling their bodies along behind.

I awake with a start, heart racing, and covered with sweat.

Any ideas?

MickeyLumbo · 08-24-2006, 05:49 AM

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Originally Posted by Scrooge McSam

Alrighty then, E... have a go at this one.

"He makes it almost to the bathroom before I jump him from behind. He spins and we tussle for a moment until"

"in come 2 bald legless midgets in bright red polo shirts walking on their hands, pulling their bodies along behind."

Any ideas?

well, at first i had some ideas, but, now i'm stumped.

08-16-2006, 06:24 AM	#2
SacTown Chronic the myth of the dream Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 2,217	I remember when MickeyLumbo would hang out at the Frontierland/Fantasyland border after the fireworks. After all, he has a dream too. Believe it.
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Bornieo: Fully Loaded Lego Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Disneyland, USA Posts: 3,704	Now I have that Fleetwood Mac song playing in my head... I'm eager to fall asleep so I can dream away. Usually a much better world...
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08-23-2006, 11:02 AM	#8
alphabassettgrrl Senior Member Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 4,978	I had a really cool dream this morning, very cinematic in its look. It ended with me standing on the ground, looking at a sky just after sunset, and a harvester spaceship flew across the sky. A man leans out into space and is filled with the love of speed, space, and the symphony of control and power that is his ship. __________________ Why cycling? Anything [sport] that had to do with a ball, I wasn't very good at. -Lance Armstrong
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08-24-2006, 04:57 AM	#9
Scrooge McSam What? Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 1,635	Alrighty then, E... have a go at this one. I am staying at the Shreveport LA Holiday Inn to do a wedding for the daughter of a pastor whose church I attended when I was a boy. I am amused to realize the I am the one chosen to conduct this wedding. The wedding is scheduled for 6PM and I'm getting dressed in what I consider to be one of the ugliest suits I've ever seen (a hideous olive and brown colored monstrosity), when a man opens the door to the room and walks in. He's moving around the room like I'm not even there as I yell at him "who are you, what are you doing in my room" Another man walks in, also seemingly oblivious to my presence, though the 2 men are interacting with each other, talking between themselves. Neither seems to pay me any attention. Then another man enters followed by another man, the 4th man being dressed in camouflage hunting coveralls. All four of them seem to belong there as far as they are concerned and are paying me no attention, even as I scream at them to get out. I am worked into quite an agitated state by this time and pick up the phone to call the desk to report these intruders when the fourth man to enter snatches the phone receiver from my hand and runs for the bathroom. He makes it almost to the bathroom before I jump him from behind. He spins and we tussle for a moment until I can see both of his hands and notice that he doesn't have the phone receiver. He wriggles out of my grasp when it occurs to me to look at the towel rack in the bathroom. Somehow I know that's where he's placed the phone receiver. I look up and just as I suspected there it is laying on the top of the towel rack. As I grab the receiver and turn, I see the 4 men leaving. I run out after them, but when I reach the door I can only hear them laughing to themselves around the far corner of the building. Just as I reach the corner of the building, they screech out of the parking lot in an large older sort of olive colored land yacht with camouflage panels running along the bottoms of the doors and quarterpanels. As I'm thinking to myself how odd that was, I realize I better get back to the room and finish getting ready... I do have that wedding to conduct, after all. It seems to be a much longer walk to the room going back than it was when I was running after the intruders. Finally I reach Rm 154 (this is the first time I've noticed the room number), enter, check the bedside clock (it's 5:31) and notice I now hear a female's voice coming from the bathroom. As I walk to the bathroom, I begin to make out that she's giving a demonstration of a new urine analysis machine the hotel has installed for the benefit of its guests. ??? I decide to ignore her and finish getting ready so I can get out of this place when I notice there's now another man behind me mumbling to himself. I choose to ignore him as well because I just want to get ready and get out of this place, but his mumbling gets louder and louder until I can no longer ignore him. I turn and tell him how annoying his mumbling is, only to have him turn his attention to me and tell me that he should kick my ass for interrupting him. As he says this, I notice the room door opening and in come 2 bald legless midgets in bright red polo shirts walking on their hands, pulling their bodies along behind. I awake with a start, heart racing, and covered with sweat. Any ideas?
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