So I just woke up and I have a very short memory of the dream I had.
There’s a part of the dream where I am talking with someone who I think I identify as Blizshouter. Even though I’ve never met him and I have no idea how he looks, for some reason I think its him. Blizshouter is a Starcraft 2 webcaster who does commentary on Starcraft 2 video games.
So I’m with Blizshouter and we are interviewing in person, George Lucas. I want to say its George Lucas but he kinda looks like Kevin Smith when I think back to him. Or it could have been Bill Gates. Actually now that I’m thinking back its possible that it wasn’t any of them because something makes me think that the celebrity was already dead. As we are talking to this celebrity we start discussing a poster we have of him. And I think its a charity poster for the Children’s Hospital of Chicago. And we get onto the subject of “hey why don’t you sign it? and we can sell it to raise money for the charity!”. And for some reason this person, didn’t understand why his signature would make a poster more valuable. I remember us saying “yeah normally this poster may not be worth anything, but with your signature on it we could probably sell it for $10,000!”. That’s why I kinda have this feeling like the celebrity is dead. Like someone who died before they achieved fame. Like an artist or something. But then again I kinda want to say it was Bill Gates because on the poster, there were these charity goals that the hospital was trying to meet. The very first level was written on the corner and as the celebrity is signing he is having an assistant or someone write out a check. And bam wouldn’t you know it, he writes out a check for $1,381,100. It was like, I don’t care if you are about to reach the first level or no where near the first level, but here, now you are at the first level.
Anyways, I don’t remember how I got from this part of the dream to the next part.
In the second part of the dream that I remember, I am part of what I can only describe as the A TEAM. I’m not sure who I am, but I kinda feel like I could be FACE. But in this dream, Hannibal, is kind of a jerk. I remember that we have arrived at some wedding that we’re suppose to be at and I’m rolling a pretty big roller luggage down this brick walk way. And we are about to get set up. In this piece of luggage I’m suppose to have all my clothing and gear. There might be weapons and stuff involved. Anyways as we are walking I’m talking to the Hannibal character about the money he owes me. Cause for whatever reason I never got paid for the last job and I still haven’t got paid for this job. When we finally get to where we’re going to set up someone asks the question “where is Murdock?”. And then this is where I get this bad feeling about my suitcase. Somehow I just know. So I put down my suitcase and open it up. And of course what do i see, no clothes, no weapons, but Murdock. He had stowaway-ed in my luggage to avoid having to pay for an airplane ticket or something. So I’m pissed cause now I don’t have my clothes, and I’m suppose to be wearing a tuxedo. And I don’t have my weapons or gear. Hannibal though hands me a backpack and says here, just use this. So I think there is a Tux in the backpack. But I bring up the money situation again. And Hannibal says something like “oh I guess you don’t want this money then” and then he reaches into the backpack that he just gave me and takes out a few bands of $100 bills that were stuffed in there. I don’t remember what I say next but I eventually go into a nearby bathroom to change into the Tux.
As I’m in the bathroom, somehow I feel like we are now running late. And all the sudden I know that the event we are at is a Wedding for my friends Judy and Steve. (Whom in real life are already married, but I’m pretty sure its their wedding) Anyways, while I’m changing I can hear my friend Ethan’s voice outside asking “where is don?”. And they all tell him I’m changing in the bathroom. So I hear Ethan call out to me and he is talking to me about this guy named Tyreeq. or Tyriq. Not sure how to spell it but it sounds like TY-REEEK. (I dont know a Tyreek in real life) Anyways this name strikes up a memory as if Ethan and I have discussed an issue with Tyreek before and the discussion is an old one that was stupid and unimportant, but for some reason still concerns Ethan. I should say that Tyreek is not a friend of the wedded couple, in fact I want to say he is the invited male guest of one of our female friends. And he is a bit of an asshole. I want to say that the girl that invited him got into a fight and they are not talking to each other at this point. Anyways, Ethan’s issue is that Tyreek is a vegetarian and the food for the wedding doesn’t have a vegetarian option. So Ethan says “Tyreek just said if there’s no vegetarian food he’s just going to leave”. And so I open the door and I yell at Ethan “DUDE no one fucking cares about Tyreek, Judy and Steve don’t give a shit about him and neither does his date! IF he wants to leave cause theres no vegetarian food then fuck him. There’s a fucking salad bar! If he can’t make do with that then tell him to go already!”.
I’m not sure if the dream lasts much longer than that because I’m awake now and that’s the last thing I remember happening in the dream.