Dream Journal: The Mercenaries

Last night, my dream was just like the one I’ve been having, with one notable exception: it played out like a video game. Specifically, Resident Evil’s Mercenaries mode. For those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about, this is The Mercenaries: The goal of my dream was still the same (find my old [...]

Dream Journal: Last two weeks

I’ve been having a recurring dream every night for the past two weeks. It’s been more or less the same series of events, with only slight alterations. It begins with me having to enter a large building. This building is either an office, a school, a store, an arcade, or sometimes more than one of [...]

Dream Journal: X XXth, 20XX

I’m stranded on an island with Ali Goosens that is roughly two hundred feet wide and two hundred feet long. The only thing on this island is a tiny, poorly lit bar that, for whatever reason, also includes the owner’s collection of Sega Genesis games behind a glass case. This place sucks and we hate [...]

Dream Journal: X XXth, 20XX

I am back at the apartment I grew up in. This is unusual, since this apartment is all the way in New Jersey, and for the last seventeen years, I’ve lived here in Colorado (I moved here when I was six). Anyways. I’m back here at this apartment with a former co-worker of mine: a [...]

Ancient History Now

How long has this town of ours been abandoned? All I ever see these days are rusted railroad tracks bent out of shape, curled back at me, almost taunting any misfortune I may have. When was the last time I saw the sky? The real sky, not this artificial stuff that’s so gray. It has [...]

Dream Journal: XXX XXth, 20XX (Again)

Had a dream last night where I was going to buy a copy of Dark Souls at the local Target. As I was on my way to the checkout line, I ran into the girls from Reviving Cecilia. Literally. They were carting around giant, cartoonish crates full of comically oversized furniture on massively oversized flatbeds [...]

Dream Journal: X XXth, 20XX

It is sometime in the future. Far enough along for space travel and colonization of other planets. I’m invited to a friends’ wedding on one of these planets. This planet is dedicated entirely to manual labor. Construction, mining, all that good stuff. While I wait, I decide to take a walk around the various sites, [...]

Dream Journal: August 9, 2012

I’m waiting in line at the movie theater, excited to see this new unnamed megahit. It was a horrible affair involving people subjected to experiments that left them completely mutated. Not mutated in the sense of something like the X-Men, but instead people who had freakishly deformed limbs and faces and at least one of [...]

Dream Journal: June 5, 2012

My friend Lindsay and I are on our way to an art exhibition. She’s an artist hoping to get her work put on display and I’m there as her moral support. We stop for drinks on our way there, during which I take the time to look at her drawings. They’re all plagiarized; each and [...]

Dream Journal: May 11, 2012

Dream One I’m hungry. I ask my mother what there is to eat around here, to which she replies in her finest ebonics, “well shit my [negro]! get yo’ self some motherfuckin’ corn dogs!” Dream Two I’m back in school. My assignment for the day is to take abstract philosophical concepts and to represent them [...]