Man, it was terrible. As I was in that still dreaming, but starting to wake up phase I had to ground myself to reality by verbally saying out loud "Sasquatch is camping this year for sure". I was so freakin' happy to find out I was just dreaming!
It's that feeling that almost makes me like bad dreams more than good dreams. When I wake up in a panic thinking I forgot my Sasquatch ticket at home and forgot a tent and got separated from all my friends and then realize it was all a dream I am so relaxed. When I wake up from an amazing dream thinking I am at Sasquatch and everything is going fantastic I get a little sad when I realize that it is still over 4 months away.
I was just talking about Sasquatch today and I remembered all of the nightmares I had before Sasquatch about forgetting scissors. I don't know if I told you guys, but the first thing my camping neighbors said to me was 'Hey do you happen to have any scissors?' I had 3 pairs.
Also, why is it a pair of scissors? And pants for that matter.
Also also, I laughed really hard in public reading about your dream FD
Another Sasquatch dream down and they have not even announced the lineup yet. I think I am more excited this year than ever before for some reason; perhaps because of the EXTREME SECRECY behind this years lineup.
He was insisting I was too drunk to drive after 1 beer and I said that I was honestly fine. And then he said, "What about my mom?" and burst out into tears and Pea went to coddle him while you side noted, "HGs mother died in a tragic drunk driving incident". I was just watching in shock.
Also, we were at a Bavarian themed family restaurant in a mall. That was awesome.
Post by Br. Frasier Crane on Jan 25, 2012 14:27:48 GMT -8
Our headliners have presented themselves to me via dream. They are:
Friday: Snoop Dogg Saturday: Some 20 something word description of a special Born Ruffians performance (along the lines of Caribou Vibration Ensemble featuring Marshall Allen, but even more words) Sunday: Secret Chiefs 3 Monday: Warren G
Then I had to choose to sell my Coachella or Sasquatch tickets, and sold Coachella because I HAD to see what this Born Ruffians headlining show was all about.
I had a nap dream today which in my experience are usually more fucked up then sleep dreams. It took place at Coachella (which was held at the pool/arena I work at) but all of you were there so it's still relevant. I think mostly everyone was there before me, so the dream started with me finding you guys sitting on the bleachers watching a weird male singer. We all hugged and then had a big group hug, but sitting down, and we all fell asleep just hugging. I woke up what felt like hours later and everyone was gone. I got up and started looking for people, and found myself in a merch shop. I fell asleep again in the store watching a video for snowboarding. When I woke up my dad was there, but all of the staff knew him so they let him in to the back room. He came out later with a huge vial of powered pop rocks. He started snorting them and then offered me some. While my brain was popping, I continued my search for the board members. I walked out through the Zamboni door to main stage area where I found a sword on the ground. When I picked it up someone with an inflatable sword attacked me so I popped their sword. When security realized it was a real sword they tackled me and put me in the penalty box at one of the arenas. I had to watch At The Drive-In. Then I woke up.