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I had the wierdest dream when I was taking a nap.
I dreamed we was at a big powwow somewhere (like in a baseball stadium) and the host drum didn't get there yet. The Emcee made an announcement that whoever had hand drums should get up and get ready to sing for grand entry.
We were given the word, and for some reason, everyone knew Ted M's. one song with words (that only our drum group and Ted knows) and we sang it for grand entry. More and more singers were gathering on this one walkway and joining in the grand entry song and it went very well. That was really wierd.
But not the wierdest part.
Then, some white guy in a Chicago Cubs uniform sitting in the stands near where I had been singing, starts just cussing around "You F*&#*$ers oughtta sit down and shut the F*$& up!!!"
I said, "Hey man, this is OUR thing, you really oughtta just be quiet and respectful."
Well, he went on and on, just cussing and even some grandmas were looking back and scowling at this obnoxious guy (He was drinking beer too, like at a baseball game).
Well, I got fed up with him, and after warning him a couple of times, I took the lil' knife I have on my key ring and saw that his hand was resting on a wooden plank. I jammed the knife in his hand and pushed real hard so it sunk all the way down to the hilt into the wood, pinning his hand to the wood. He got blood all over my hand and was screaming around and stuff.
I told someone, "Well, I better get outta here". They said, "Yeah, that'd be a good idea."
For some reason, I went home and my wife was there (instead of at the powwow!?!!?!) and I told her what happened. She was pretty freaked out, cause I had blood all over my clothes and in my hair. She said, "You know, the cops are going to come here for you and you're going back to prison." (I've been out for almost 20 years after serving 8).
I said, "Well the hell with them, At least I'm gonna get a shower before they get here."
I got a quick shower, and sure enough, when I got out, this one African-American Police Sgt. came to get me and said to come outside. He told me "Now, normally we'd have to lock you up, but that dude you stabbed is a sexual predator wanted for a long time now. We finally got him, so we'll just overlook it this time."
I said "Well, right on."
Kinda wierd hunh?
I dreamed we was at a big powwow somewhere (like in a baseball stadium) and the host drum didn't get there yet. The Emcee made an announcement that whoever had hand drums should get up and get ready to sing for grand entry.
We were given the word, and for some reason, everyone knew Ted M's. one song with words (that only our drum group and Ted knows) and we sang it for grand entry. More and more singers were gathering on this one walkway and joining in the grand entry song and it went very well. That was really wierd.
But not the wierdest part.
Then, some white guy in a Chicago Cubs uniform sitting in the stands near where I had been singing, starts just cussing around "You F*&#*$ers oughtta sit down and shut the F*$& up!!!"
I said, "Hey man, this is OUR thing, you really oughtta just be quiet and respectful."
Well, he went on and on, just cussing and even some grandmas were looking back and scowling at this obnoxious guy (He was drinking beer too, like at a baseball game).
Well, I got fed up with him, and after warning him a couple of times, I took the lil' knife I have on my key ring and saw that his hand was resting on a wooden plank. I jammed the knife in his hand and pushed real hard so it sunk all the way down to the hilt into the wood, pinning his hand to the wood. He got blood all over my hand and was screaming around and stuff.
I told someone, "Well, I better get outta here". They said, "Yeah, that'd be a good idea."
For some reason, I went home and my wife was there (instead of at the powwow!?!!?!) and I told her what happened. She was pretty freaked out, cause I had blood all over my clothes and in my hair. She said, "You know, the cops are going to come here for you and you're going back to prison." (I've been out for almost 20 years after serving 8).
I said, "Well the hell with them, At least I'm gonna get a shower before they get here."
I got a quick shower, and sure enough, when I got out, this one African-American Police Sgt. came to get me and said to come outside. He told me "Now, normally we'd have to lock you up, but that dude you stabbed is a sexual predator wanted for a long time now. We finally got him, so we'll just overlook it this time."
I said "Well, right on."
Kinda wierd hunh?
Yeah weird.... but kinda cool....
I am 18 years old. I was born November 14, 1990. I use to love to go for walks, bead, draw, fish, ride horses, babysit, cook, and adventure the great outdoors. I loved to play hand games. When I was
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