Thursday, January 21, 2010

Stars and the Disco Biscuits

I had a really interesting dream last night. I was an astronaut, who' next mission would be to fly to the nearest star system. For some reason it was about a 5 year mission(star trek?), and I was sad to be leaving my girlfriend. The star system consisted of 3 or four stars kind of making a revolution around nothing. It was like either three stars following each other, or three stars positioned in a near perfect triangle, with a third revolving around them. When I arrived to the launch site, there was a fairly large concert/fest going on there. (I wonder if I was abducted.)
I was surprised, and when I asked my boss, he said they were using the space to make extra money. The dream was divided into quadrants of time, but I'm not sure why, how or what for.
I walked around, and low and behold the disco biscuits were the event headliners. But I had work to do and I could only listen to them on the peripheal. They kept moving position too. It didn't make any sense, but they'd be playing in one place and a moment later they'd be playing in another.
Around getting close to the end of the concert, as I was preparing to leave planet earth for a while, my buddy Dave Toner arrived. He was for another mission. We said hello and talked briefly. Then we caught the end of the biscuit show we were walking down a path, and when the hill to our left leveled out, we could see them and the stage. They were playing a great jam. When they saw me, they brought it to an end and thanked the crowd for coming.
I met up with the band afterwards in a mess hall, and politley and sincerely asked them how they were, and how their significant others were. It was like I never know what to say to people. We all had something to eat, with the biscuits and groupies at a table behind me. Again, tho, when I turned around to glance at them at one point, browning made to leave. Its always him who runs from my energy.

Whatevers. It was a fun dream, and all in all I still like the disco biscuits, though my fascination isn't nearly as severe.

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