DehydratedPorkMan
Jan 17th, 2007, 01:08 PM
I didn't think it was big enough to be in "Recommended Reading," although it may be redirected there:
So I had this dream. Me and my brother Alex were in Sesame Place except we were the only people, aside from a person that was a threat to our health, Condoleeza Rice. The thing was, Condoleeza Rice was pretending to be a falcon while at the same time another Condoleeza Rice was riding on top of her.
So me and Alex were being chased by Mega-Condi (her name from now on in this story) and as we're running I discover areas and doors I've never been to in Sesame Place before. Keep in mind that I haven't been to Seseme Place in a good 16 years. Anyway, I find myself running down a curvy kind of tunnel. The walls are bright yellow and there are twisty designs of orange. There's an endless number of doors so I enter one.
This is a giant room, think the size of a professional basketball court. It's about as dim as one of those dual pizza resteraunt/arcades they had back in the late 70's-early 90's. The room was like a gauntlet. It was a boxy snake. You go up one hallway, turn, then go down another. This room had a dreariness to it. It had a feeling of emptiness, fear and isolation. Kind of like Nazi Germany except this was Sesame Place.
So Ernie pops up at the first hall and tells me to jump over the water pits by leaping from one punching bag to the other. The rest of my memory of this room escapes me but somehow me and Alex manage to escape the room, but there's Mega-Condi and now she's got plasma cannons coming out of her claws. She's firing them at me and Alex so we run over to one of the abandoned gift shops and I pick up a photon gun (they sell them) and fire it at Mega-Condi. The falcon is destroyed and Condoleeza Rice drops to her knees and, after letting out a high shreik, disintigrates into the air.
I never knew why Sesame Place looked so gloomy that day. Maybe it was because of....Condoleeza Rice.
Of course, that last quote is my commentary on the dream. I could add to it as my memory regains itself. I have a very selective memory so I hope there was more to the story.
So I had this dream. Me and my brother Alex were in Sesame Place except we were the only people, aside from a person that was a threat to our health, Condoleeza Rice. The thing was, Condoleeza Rice was pretending to be a falcon while at the same time another Condoleeza Rice was riding on top of her.
So me and Alex were being chased by Mega-Condi (her name from now on in this story) and as we're running I discover areas and doors I've never been to in Sesame Place before. Keep in mind that I haven't been to Seseme Place in a good 16 years. Anyway, I find myself running down a curvy kind of tunnel. The walls are bright yellow and there are twisty designs of orange. There's an endless number of doors so I enter one.
This is a giant room, think the size of a professional basketball court. It's about as dim as one of those dual pizza resteraunt/arcades they had back in the late 70's-early 90's. The room was like a gauntlet. It was a boxy snake. You go up one hallway, turn, then go down another. This room had a dreariness to it. It had a feeling of emptiness, fear and isolation. Kind of like Nazi Germany except this was Sesame Place.
So Ernie pops up at the first hall and tells me to jump over the water pits by leaping from one punching bag to the other. The rest of my memory of this room escapes me but somehow me and Alex manage to escape the room, but there's Mega-Condi and now she's got plasma cannons coming out of her claws. She's firing them at me and Alex so we run over to one of the abandoned gift shops and I pick up a photon gun (they sell them) and fire it at Mega-Condi. The falcon is destroyed and Condoleeza Rice drops to her knees and, after letting out a high shreik, disintigrates into the air.
I never knew why Sesame Place looked so gloomy that day. Maybe it was because of....Condoleeza Rice.
Of course, that last quote is my commentary on the dream. I could add to it as my memory regains itself. I have a very selective memory so I hope there was more to the story.