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Post by Pea on Apr 26, 2012 7:20:03 GMT -8
I like the part where I gave you my Andrew Bird tickets. Silly unrealistic dreams, how do they work??
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Post by davers on Apr 30, 2012 8:21:24 GMT -8
Last night I had a dream that I had to miss the Thursday night of Sasquatch for work, so I showed up Friday afternoon. I didn't have time to get my wristband so I just went anyway and there was no one checking. To get to the venue everyone floated down a cannal.
There was a little side stage beside the Sasquatch stage and there was a band called Angel of Death, and they were playing the Slayer song of the same name. Everyone was seated in perfect rows and when I spotted my friends I felt like an ass going to sit by them and fucking up the perfect rows. Pretty Lights was late so we went to see the end of EITS. I realized I forgot to get my glowsticks from my friend. I triend looking for her but I woke up shortly after that. I remember Pretty Lights was set up on a folding table.
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Post by Pea on Apr 30, 2012 10:05:28 GMT -8
I had a dream last night that I was responsible for weighing all of the cocaine and heroin (REALLY??) that was confiscated from people by security. There were two giant cookie jars full of both of the drugs, and it was all portioned into individual baggies. HG kept trying to get me to pocket a few bags of the coke haha.
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Post by StormyPinkness on May 3, 2012 13:03:25 GMT -8
Last night I dreamt that I was at the grocery store on the phone with Chud and I was supposed to be helping pick up Sasquatch groceries for him. He wanted to make Spame ceviche (yeah, that is weird) but he kept calling it "capiche" and I was really confused. Most of the rest is a blur, but he was really intent on the Spam ceviche and wanted to serve it to people at Sasquatch.
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Post by chud on May 3, 2012 13:11:03 GMT -8
One down 7,000,100,099 to go. Soon all will dream of canned meats.
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Post by weenie on May 3, 2012 13:19:27 GMT -8
Haha, I'm totally picturing Chud as an old Italian gangster now. "Spam, capiche?"
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Post by Friendly Destroyer on May 3, 2012 13:22:28 GMT -8
Haha, I'm totally picturing Chud as an old Italian gangster now. "Spam, capiche?" Ha!
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Post by nater on May 9, 2012 8:38:01 GMT -8
I had a dream that everything possible went wrong... I left on the Friday instead of Thursday, but spent the morning at a beach and didn't leave until 2:30 and was going to miss Yellow Ostrich. Then when I got there, my sister managed to get a wristband for $1 and it made me mad. Then I had to drive all the way home and back for some reason... Then my hair was wet and silly and i looked goofy...
But I still ran around the grounds from stage to stage happy as a pig in shit.
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Post by Pea on May 9, 2012 8:44:40 GMT -8
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Post by nater on May 9, 2012 8:46:38 GMT -8
Typing is difficult with this much caffeine in me.
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Post by Pea on May 9, 2012 8:47:08 GMT -8
Haha!
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Post by Fig on May 9, 2012 10:31:32 GMT -8
Every dream I had through the entirety of the other night was about Sasquatch. I remember none of them now, but this is how I know it is almost time....
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Post by weenie on May 18, 2012 10:05:12 GMT -8
I had the most vivid dream of partying at the Bang Bus last night. But I had forgotten to buy beer and so was flying straight-edge. Shitty times.
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Post by StormyPinkness on May 18, 2012 10:29:26 GMT -8
Sober on the Bang Bus is no way to be.
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Post by J-Dawg on May 18, 2012 21:03:51 GMT -8
on the Bang Bus is no way to be.
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Post by imnotveryclever on May 18, 2012 21:55:17 GMT -8
Last night I dreamt that I was waiting for my friend Quincy (not a real person) to come meet up with me so we could drive to Sasquatch, but then I hadn't even packed yet and I kept having to leave my house to do things instead of pack. And then my mom and younger sister showed up to drive me somewhere so I could be closer to where ever Quincy was and we could leave sooner. But about 30 minutes into the drive I realized I still hadn't packed and my car was back at my apartment and now Quincy and I had no way to even get there.
I woke up at 4 am and had to resist the urge to start packing for Sasquatch right then.
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Post by Pea on May 18, 2012 22:18:55 GMT -8
Dude I freak out throughout the day about forgetting stuff. I'm constantly updating my notepad on my iphone with things I remember. Latest entry: Tortilla shells
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Post by Switch on May 19, 2012 6:31:03 GMT -8
Burritos?
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Post by Pea on May 19, 2012 7:22:49 GMT -8
Frisbees. KEEP UP SWITCH
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Post by doobies42 on May 19, 2012 19:24:06 GMT -8
i'd like to see moby do a dj set on the main stage. nin, or just trent and atticus would be fine; or even htda. robert earl keen, citizen cope, and chemical brothers. someone mentioned fleetwood mac...how bout jackson browne and/or steve winwood? i'll throw jamey johnson out there again too. pretty lights! my dream's coming true on Saturday
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