I had a little to drink last night at the bowling alley and I had one dream I can remember from my coma. :-)

So smokin5 and I are driving to a bowling tournament in his beat up silver/blue Toyota Tercel hatchback (not really his car but in the dream it was). We get to the tourney and there are people riding lawnmowers down the lane to smash into these four foot tall bright red Pez dispenser pins. We leave.

We then drive to a party with a bunch of smokin5's friends who are faceless. We get there and Jerry Seinfeld is there with a rancor beast from Return of the Jedi. It then comes about that the rancor has to be sacrificed so it's bound to a giant gold slab which is vertically oriented. Then Jerry starts crying. We stab it with our steely knives but we just can't kill the beast. One of the faceless female party goers utters a spell and we kill that sum*****. Jerry cries more.

Yeah...
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I don't quite know what to say. I love Pez though!
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LSD... it's not your friend.
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Wow, thats just as crazy as my dream the other night.

some nutjob in AZ was sending massive bombs to all the Massholes, devistating everything in his path.

I woke up in a cold sweat!

Glad that could never happen in real life
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Kill the beast, spill his blood!

Man, that's one wacky dream; I dig it.
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Hotel California. bay-bee!!!!!!!
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The dream has Eagles and Star Wars... Can't be all that bad!!!:-)
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Entertaining dream. You weren't by chance drinking this were you?
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Nay and that would just get me drunk anyway. Good absinthe is almost clear. I had to wait for them to dig up a bottle of Knob Creek for my drinking pleasure. The bar keep was generous and poured a fiver instead of a double. I downed that in about 30 minutes and had a good time.
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We were just outside of Barstow when the drugs began to take hold.....

:-)
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uh... no problem... Lebowski....
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Here's what the dream means.

You and smokin5 are in the Tercel because you're both going to be drinking at the bowling alley. You won't care about wrapping it around a tree or ditching it.

The giant PEZ dispensers at the bowling alley are actually cryogenic pods holding smokin5's buddies. They had to be broken out so they could go party with you.

At the party, Jerry Seinfeld and the rancor beast are actually one in the same being, and that being is me. You see, my name is Jerry, and so that is the association you all made. The beast is myself with a cold, unable to smoke any cigars in this beastly condition. Jerry is weeping because he can't smoke any cigars with all of you, he has his beastly cold with him. The knives are actually GOFs, Tats, La Riquezas and Hemmingways that you are taunting Jerry's beastly cold with, stabbing at it. But he can't take them because he's a beastly cold plaguing Jerry. Jerry continues to weep at the pitiful situation, because he's never smoked one of those stogies.

Yeah...it's a really sad dream.
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I actually just got over a cold myself. I feel a lot better today and I think today will be my first smoke in... 5 days.
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Yeah, today is day 5 for me. I've even gone home early from work a couple of times, and not smoked a stogie? That's just sick.

:-)
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damnit someone beat me to this. Take one shot and your good for about 6 hours or passing out.
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Huh... KidRock man I drank a 12oz glass 1/2 absinthe and half water about two years ago and all I got was some trails. The third Matrix movie still sucked.
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