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I've been listening to Skid Row's debut album (because I can), which includes the "classic" I rember you...

 

The album was made in 1989, which makes it 18 years old. And one of the other hits on it is called "18 and Life"...And eerily that track just started, just as I was writing about it!!

 

I remember head banging along to this album in high school...ooooo

 

And it happens that Sebastian Bach from Skid Row will be touring with Guns N Roses next month. Not that I would go.

This is the first time I've blogged about a dream (I think), probably because I can actually remember the details this time. I don't really believe they mean anything, but its fun to see what the internet has to say about it.

 

-walking around with 2 friends (male can't remember who, female friend from clubbing days who I haven't seen or thought about for many years)

-we were walking around late at night (possibly after midnight) and ended up at in the street where my female friend once lived.

-the houses weren't the real ones though.

-as we reached a house at the end of the street to visit someone the female friend with me turned into another female friend of mine (I don't recall if the male friend stayed the same or also changed)

-the street and the houses were slummy and run down.

-it was very dark and shadowy

-i started getting a bad feeling, but not sure what

 

-we walked through the property (there were no fences or gates), passing rubbish, old mattresses and things like that along the way.

-we turned back for some reason I can't remember (perhaps no one was home, or, we just thoguht that the street was majorly dodgy!)

-as we started walking back down the street a man appeared out of nowhere

-we ignored him and continued walking

-next thing I know he has a knife pressed against my back and demands, get this, our mobile phone batteries!!!! not the whole phone, not wallets or jewllery. Batteries...oh well, each to their own.

 

-not wanting to get stabbed, I did as he demanded (as I did so, he mumbled something about being able to get $100 for it. wow!!!)

-just now, my female friend bolted (in a really slow, unco sort of way, like her shoes were too big or something)

-my friend running away didn't please Mr thug. He sliced across my lower back and went after my friend.

-At the sight of the angry, knife weilding (and faster) thug running after her, or, I would hope, the sight of me curled over in pain, she stopped, knowing she was not going to get away

-luckily someone somewhere saw this and screamed and woke up the neighbourhood

-the thug decided not to risk being caught and ran away

 

-suddenly we were not in the same dark street anymore. we were now in a brightly light city (like new york or vegas) where its night but there were people and traffic everywhere

-I'm not sure why but I found myself running around looking for a cop car. I saw 2 drive pass on the main rd so I ran after them in traffic

-as I lost sight of them another cop car passed in the opposite direction, back towards the scene of the crime

-so I turned around and chased after that one.

-at this stage I don't know how I felt. I didn't feel pain and I wasn't exactly pissed off. maybe just puffed from running

-I ran along the main road and just as I was about to pass a side street I saw the thug running into the same intersection. We both stopped as we spotted each other. For a brief moment you could here a pin drop.

-but before you know it, he turned around and ran away.

 

Unfortunately, that's where the dream stops. I pay no attention to dreams (this wouldn't surprise those who know me), but I was curious about what things in dreams mean. The following interpretations are from http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamdictionary

 

 

Just testing trackbacks to a uni friend's live space.

I bought a bunch of bananas from the market for "cost price" of $6.95/kg. I don't care if its not really what the stall paid for them. It sure beats $12.00.kg.

 

It's been soooooooo long since I've a had a banana. Haha...

 

P.S. You wouldn't believe it. I made another pita bread pizza last night and AGAIN, I forgot to take a photo.

 

 

 

I've recently discovered the joy of making my own pizzas with pita bread. I swear I will never make pizzas with normal dough bases ever again. I just love how the edges are so crunchy. I made a simple one today with salami, cheese and red onion. I experimented with putting a little salad dressing on it and it turned out awesom!! It was olive oil, balsamic, chopped garlic, seeded mustard and french mustard.

 

It wasn't until I finished it until I remembered that I wanted to take a photo of it. This is the empty plate: