Technically I had had absinthe last night… A new legal absinthe in America that is actually made in the proper way.  However, it was hours before I went to sleep so I doubt I can give it credit for the lucid dream.

In the dream I was taken to a place that was underground somewhere.  There was a forest outside and I could smell the sap.  There was a city very close to the forest however I could not identify it, except to say that the buildings were tall, and it was fairly run down.

There were many people who were there with me and I was there willingly and happily.  My understanding was that I was in a place where they were going to unlock the hidden potential of my mind.  After what seemed to be a quick check-up to see if I was healthy they took me to a crowded room with long tables and somebody walked with me to a table.

The person who was standing next to me quickly stepped back and said “whoa” and then told me that my aura was amazing.  I smiled and then he gave me instructions on what I was supposed to do and then he gave me a pill which I perceive to be a hallucinogen.  I sit down and am then given some kind of über-healthy food (which tasted really good).  I ate the food up fast though I had to pause for a couple seconds while the colors changed in front of me.

I was talking to one person at the table I was eating at.  I cannot recall all the details of what was said, but I know that when I finished my food and conversation I was supposed to take my tray back and then wait for my next step.  However I decided to walk outside of this room. 

Upon exiting the room I was above ground and was watching people who were on one of the next steps where they were being tested.  The instructors were wearing army style camouflage and giving strange tests.  The main test I saw involved a washing machine somehow and people pouring some blue liquid into a container that was on a scale and they had to pour an exact amount of liquid into it very fast without going over. 

I then heard some of the questions they were asking and I memorized the answers and went back inside.

I was immediately told that they were ready for me and I was sent into another underground room where I saw a woman and there was some spinning mirrors and I was supposed to spin them and in doing so I would choose my instructor.  I asked if I could just have her be my instructor and she smiled and said only if that’s where the mirrors stopped.  I told her that I clearly wanted her to be my instructor so I would make the mirrors stop spinning there.

That’s exactly what happened then.  So we are then somehow sitting in the back of a convertible car, on top of the back of the car like you would see in a parade, and driving down the ruined streets talking. 

Well mostly I think I was just flirting with her, though I can’t recall what was said now. 

Now I can’t remember the tests, or if I actually took the tests or if the woman just lied and said I did, but somehow I got a perfect score.  Well the woman makes a point to tell me to leave where I am ASAP and tells me no more and disappears. 

I then walk back to the area where people had been testing and eating and nobody is there.  Not a single person that I can see is there after a little bit of looking I decided to heed the woman’s advice and I took to leaving, which turned into escaping. 

More military people appeared in my mind though not in my visual perspective.  They were talking about me and reading a piece of paper that just had my social security number and the fact that I had gotten 6 out of 6 on the tests.  The people started to freak out that I got a perfect score and that the woman (they said her name but I don’t know if I ever caught it) had let me escape.

They all grabbed guns and various weapons and started frantically searching for me using ground troops, satellites and other various means.  I had seen these things in my mind so I knew I was being hunted and I was running really hard and trying to get lost in various run down buildings, outside of the satellite coverage. 

The military men started referring to me as some kind of rebel leader who must be killed, though they might have just been saying that to the grunts to try to get those people to kill me.  It was not clear exactly what they wanted me dead for.

I had just rounded a corner or some building that smelled like a gym locker when my phone rang with a text message and woke me up saying “Happy Halloween“.  

Grr, go to the bathroom, have some water then back to sleep, try to resume my dream. 

Not sure if my dream actually resumed but I managed to fall asleep again and I found myself in a solid black room talking to some decorated military man.  He appeared to be trying to help me in some way and just when I was about to figure that out…. my phone rang and said “Happy Halloween!“. 

So I got up, used the bathroom, drank some water, grumbled a bit and then tried to go back to sleep.  This time it wasn’t going to happen so I just got up hoping that I was not going to get caught, but not knowing what I who or what I was hiding from.

Now, this was a lucid dream.  VERY vivid, and even stranger is it all seemed to go in a specific order with events happening and me going through the events like normal life.  There was not much time where I was teleporting from place to place, which is what normally happens in my dreams, so I am very curious as to what this dream was trying to tell me. 

It will be AMAZING and all the visitors will be able to add information about the videos and submit new content, report broken links etc.. When everything is working how I want it to I will also adapt the games page to use the same format.

Anyway, I REALLY wanted to launch the theater page today. However (skip next part of paragraph if you don’t want to hear a bunch of excuses) foresee an internet explorer bug that would set me back 3 hours, then 3 phone calls from family members to set me back another hour and a half. Lastly I got through those issues and decided I could launch it tonight, however I just happen to notice that my filter menu seems to have broken today.

Looks right but doesn’t work and well, that is a rather important feature and I do not want to be dickin’ with the database and php code very much when the theater is launched.

I have to go to court later today(very confusing writing a blog post just after midnight. Is it today, or tomorrow.), but when I get back I will work on fixing the issues and launching the theater.

Then I will start adding a massive amount of data to it.

It’s worth it folks. When I am done adding all the features I plan to add this will be the best movie site on the net!

Anywho, gotta go, will try to fix more links and add back features soon.

Oh, and I also have pictures of my house on the site. Don’t have time to link to them now, but you can browse them at http://www.thesmartass.info/img/mini/

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WTF am I talking about you say? Thought that was obvious… Well, the other day Ken bought some Dried Strawberries. I have taken quite a liking to them and had to go buy more today.

Well, I am content to call them dried strawberries, but he was not. Seems that it isn’t what-so-ever a turn-off for him to eat them when he named them Turd Nuggets.

Basically this subject only comes up because I lack anything else interesting to talk about. I still don’t have a computer, and am not refusing to do any serious work on the new website design until I get my computer back together (someday… lets hope this week, but outlook is kind of shady looking), so the only other thing I could talk about is my either food or my roommate.

Food: I tried to get a legendary Fish Taco today, but failed. I got so far as to order them, pay for them AND wait for them, but was soon informed that they were out of fish and I would have to switch to Chicken. Damn it, now I still can not confirm the legend true or false.

Roommate: He goes against one of my pet peeves and that is that he can’t just sit and watch a movie. He has to be doing something else. Either talking to people online and ignoring all the wonderful visual content that makes a movie, a movie… or worse yet…. sleeping. I mean if you have never seen a bloody movie before, you should watch it, especially the stuff I recommend since it tends to force you to pay attention and think…

Other than that and a few other interesting personality quirks… I get along quite well with him since he frequently takes time out of his day to try to amuse me by dancing like a monkey and other such antics.

Now, I am not exactly loaded for money as of late, so there is not too much I can do outside of home. So I have started reading again. So I know, I can hear the sinkers from you now…. “well, he should be without his computer more often…”. Well that’s BS. I should not be without a computer again for a long time.

Well in my quest for something to do, low ‘n’ behold it warmed up! So the other day I started running again. Well that’s not true… I mean I intended to run, but it was more like me sauntering vaguely downward. Nevermore, it gets better with time.

So instead of another attempt at running today I figured it was Devil’s Lake day. So I pawned some goods so that I would have enough money for gas and a state park pass for another year, and I left. Of course nobody was there to sell the pass today so I didn’t have to pay anyways, but no matter….

Being that this was my first climb of the year, it seemed kind of like my first run of the year…. So I kicked it into gear to huff it up the mountain. Of course I can’t make take an easy path. NOOOOOOOO WAY…. So instead once I got to the cliffs, I found the most difficult path that I had never done and I went up that way. The way I choose didn’t have almost any footholds on the left side and it was a ways up. Taking the difficult paths is way more fun though because you can feel the near-death experience coursing through every vein in your body.

After I made it up that cliff I kind of back tracked a bit so that I could do another cliff. This one also seemed to have lots of wasps hovering around it. So that helped to pump even more adrenaline in me and I made it up that one quick.

Upon getting to the top, and being completely ass out of breath, I actually felt good having done it. I mean I knew that if a group of friends had gone with me, none of them would of attempted to go up the cliffs that I did and that made me proud. Of course by this time I had all sorts of muscle spasms in every place in my body that didn’t feel like jello. Which made the walk down really tough. Of course it didn’t help that I was wearing shoes that though good for climbing, are terrible for descending, since I kept sliding forward on all the smooth rocks.

After I got home the neighbor’s were out so I took my chair (and a 6 pack of Yokel… a beer that I should spite because it replaced my favorite beer Native, but since it tastes pretty good I am letting it slide for now…), and hung out with them for most of the night.

All in all, I have been ways to use my time. Fortunately for me I sent my computer parts back to newegg in a hurry and the important package has already arrived, AND has already been reshipped to me using the upgraded fedex shipping that I convinced the lady in the newegg call center to give me for being such a good customer…. So I will have a working computer again soon (of course the weekend will muck that up a bit as well).

I suppose I could kill off some more time by finding somebody to spend Easter with, but I don’t know if I will yet. I figure perhaps Paul will have something to do for it and there4 I will have the house to myself… Well only time will tell..

I know, nobody wants to hear lousy news. So here’s instead last night’s dream’s. This time I seemed to be some sort of millitary leader. I am fairly sure I was in Munich. I think I was actually a floating head.

There was a lady that was nice enough to wipe out my mouth (I had cotton mouth) so that I could speak. Then I was talking to somebody who introduced me to some hot blonde woman. Who the only detail I could get about her is that she was some sort of religious chick.

Well it seems she wanted my painting. I am not quite sure what this painting was or why she would want it, but though I enjoyed flirting with her (as I am sure most floating heads would), I would not give it to her.

This dream was a lot more dream like than the last dream. The last dream was so clear was to what was going on. This one just didn’t make much sense.