Thunder only happens when it's raining?

How could i pass up the opportunity to write a blog from the Dean of my school's house as i was here house sitting for him? Clearly i couldn't. Thats right, i am house sitting for a professor from my school, and it's going alright and it's almost over. In fact, once i finish this blog, which i don't see being enormously long (like the blogs of a certain Vermilion Pastor I know) i will be packing up, putting the dog in it's kennel, and going home.
The plan was to have Matt, Troy, and Colin come over last night with two expressed purposes. To Play a game of rook, and to watch the new DVD concerning former Professional Wrestler, "The Ultimate Warrior". Seeing as nobody rents such DVD's we were stuck, and disappointed, but we managed to compensate by watching Wrestlemania 21 on DVD, which was ok, it had a couple great matches, that caused us to oooh and aaaah, but none the less, our dreams were unfulfilled. Speaking of Dreams being unfulfilled, last night we needed some grub as well, because, we were hungry, we hadn't had supper, so we went to VHQ to check for the DVD, and there was a subway right next door, so we were gonna go there, but we came out and it was closed, which was bizarre and annoying, because, it was not supposed to be closed for a whole other hour. Anyway, somehow we managed to survive.

Speaking of Surviving, Whats the deal with dreams? I could sure use a Joseph son of Jacob right about now! I don't know if i have mentioned this yet, but ever since coming back to Calgary from Vancouver, i have been having some exceptionally bizarre, and vivid dreams. The weird thing is, i have been able to remember them for the most part, for a couple days, and last night was no exception.

This isn't all the dream, cause i never remember that, but this is the last five minutes before i wake up.

"I'm walking up a hill, but i'm not alone, it seems as though, the whole student body is behind or in front of me, walking up this hill. A steep hill, but a hill i come to recognize as the hill that leads to my high school from the playing field. As i near the peak, and look over the crest of the hill, i have a vision of the mountains. And not just any mountains, but beautiful, snow capped, shimmering in the sunlight mountains. I remember thinking to myself, that is the most beautiful thing i have seen, and i wish i had a camera. But i didn't so, i kept walking. As i crested the hill i found myself at a modified version of my high school, and there was a breath of expectancy in the air among the people who were congregated around this one area as if waiting for something to happen, or perhaps waiting for someone to exhale.....Then it happened, the word flew through the crowd, that indeed, Andy Reimer was there (Andy Reimer, is a beloved former prof. from my school, who left us just this year), we were all so excited to see Andy, and both he and a guy named Tom, poked thier heads out seperate windows, and we cheered and clapped, and gave a standing ovation. I remember thinking, that the guy Tom seemed to really think this was for him, just by the way he was smiling, and waving and bowing, but i knew it was for Andy. Anyway, as the fanfare was winding down, i saw a guy from my sociology class "Lief" come around behind me with his wife, and began making his way towards the front, he seemed agitated, which was fine by me, cause i'm not a huge fan of the guy. Anyway, as soon as he was kinda in front of us all, a guy i haven't seen in like two years comes diving in, yelling "he's got a gun", He smashed Lief's face into the ground, and then decks him, Lief is lying there, but then gets up in a fit of rage, throws Jon to the ground, and punches him a couple times, but hard. By the end, Jon is crying, trying to ask forgiveness, saying he thought Lief had a gun. And then Jon walked out crying and feeling ashamed.

Then i woke up. The dream doesn't make any sense and neither have it's predecessors. So if any of you have the gift of interpreting dreams, let me know, cause i could probably whip up a batch of weird dreams in a week or two. Some people say they can control what goes on in thier dreams, i have a hard time believing that, mostly cause i can't.

"Have you any dreams you'd like to sell? Dreams of lonliness, like a heartbeat... drives you mad...in the stillness of remembering what you had....what you lost....what you had....ooooh, and what you lost"

Lyrics from the Fleetwood Mac song "Dreams". It's one of my favorite songs by the band, it is an amazing song, featuring the vocals of Stevie Nicks. I encourage you to listen to this song, if you have the means and or the desire, Jon Kramer, i know you have the means, so you better listen to it, and then talk about it on your next blog! Anyway, as i was thinking about my dream this morning, this aptly named song (not to be confused with an Apt Pupil, terrible movie) came to mind, though i think it has to do more with a broken or breaking relationship then anything else. Or perhaps living in the past, and trying to hold on to memories and dreams of the good times, while ignoring the life you have in front of you. Who knows, i could be wrong, ask Stevie, and Lindsay, and Mick, and John, and Christine, the people who made up "Rumors" era Fleetwood Mac.

Until next time, Stay Classy San Diego
The Shaolin