the timboucher experience

So, lets see, I had this one really amazing dream last night/this morning. I came close to waking up and writing about it in great detail after it happened, but instead I made myself some shorthand mental notes about it, from which I’ll try to reconstruct the whole thing.

Basically, it involved me playing guitar in Alice Cooper’s band. Honestly, I don’t know much of anything about Alice Cooper, beyond his small role in Wayne’s World.

Anyway, so everything in this dream was black: we were dressed in black, our guitars were black, the stage was black, it was great. I remember this one part in between sets where Alice was talking about how he was pissed because the crowd didn’t know who he was, and they thought he was Ozzy. I suggested that we do an Ozzy cover, just to play to that, but he didn’t like that idea.

There was this one part when we were all playing on stage, and it was like the hardest rocking sound I had ever heard in my life, and we were all just going crazy, and playing and dancing and shit, and then I busted out this fucking incredible earth-shattering guitar solo. It was great.

Hmm, I also wrote down the world “moto” for motorcycle on my quick dream crib sheet from earlier. I don’t quite remember how it fits in. I do remember Alice driving this huge black motorcycle, and I feel like there’s a good chance that he drove it off-stage, jumping it right into the crowd at the height of our hard rock ecstasy. That seems to make the most sense.

The other dream I remember was really long and involved. There was this one part where I was babysitting on this big boat, and my whole family was there and then we had all these sandwiches and stuff, and then later it somehow turned into a sort of take-off on a Smallville episode, where I (as a young Clark Kent) started kicking all these guys ass with this broken off broom handle. I mean, I wasn’t just kicking ass either, I was like destroying these guys. Fortunately they deserved it. After that, it somehow morphed into this weird Charlie Brown Christmas special type thing, and I kept looking at this cartoon moon in the sky, and underneath it was this log with a couple branches on it that the Charlie Brown gang was decorating, and I was trying not to cry, cause it seemed really emotional.

• Oops! I did it again!
• Folded Dreams
• To Bret re: romans knocking down statues
• Dreaming you’re somebody else
• The mind of which we are unaware