I had a dream...
Note: No one, not even Jake, Kevin and/or Kim, who are mentioned in this rant, are going to find this funny and/or interesting so you might just skip this article.
I was having this dream, as I normally do while sleeping, that was weird but made sense. Well most of it made sense. There were some continuity errors but in general it had a beginning, middle and an end with a semi plot. It was interesting to me none the less.
It starts out with Kim, Kevin, Jake and I at a restaurant. It was a very dark steak house type restaurant and we were sitting at this long table that was made out of like rail road ties. It seemed like a fancy place meant to make you feel as though you were in medieval times. Kevin from the git go was pissed off and didn't want to go to this place. I have no idea why.
We had been sitting there for over an hour (of course my dream skipped over the pointless details of what we were doing during that hour) and we weren't getting our food. Jake and I are trying to find out what is going on while Kevin is just yelling obscenities at anyone within ear shot, seemingly for no reason. We finally get the waiter to come over and it's Travis Hilliard, someone that the four of us only knew in passing while at high school. A few minutes later our waiter sets down a single plate with my salad order directly in the middle of the table. We paused silently. I'm serious. Even in my dreams I add comedic pauses. Then we jumped up, we all screamed obscenities and left to go to another restaurant.
In the parking lot Kevin and Kim get in Kevin's car and Jake and I get into my car. Now here's the usual continuity error. Next thing I remember is all of us are in Jakes brand new, jet black, Porsche 911 Turbo. Jake is driving, Kevin and Kim are in the back and I'm in the passenger seat egging Jake on to punch it. He never does. He slightly over accelerates on a left turn but nothing more than that. Certainly not to the limit of a 911 Turbo. More like the limit of a '92 Toyota Corolla with 200k miles. Then we finally get to the next restaurant.
This place is in a large flat gravel parking lot. And I mean large. The large flat gravel area is twice the size of a football field and surrounded by forest. Nothing else is in site and it's dark outside. No other cars, nothing. No lights other than the lit restaurant sign. You can't even see the road. Of course since it's a dream I have no idea how we got there with out a road but we certainly still pulled up and parked in Jakes brand new 911 Turbo and a far assed distance from the restaurant I might add. I guess he didn't want someone to door ding his expensive new car. The restaurant is this huge medieval looking castle with a 12 foot tall and 10 foot wide main door and 15 foot tall ceilings. Just ginormous. As we enter and turn left towards the seating area, I notice something off to the right. It's the entrance to a Gap store with very attractive sales women. I turn into the store as Kevin, Kim and Jake continue into the restaurant completely forgetting about me. The rest of the dream is for a very mature audience and will save for a latter time.
This is probably the most coherent and plausible dream I have ever had. I mean, that is, if Jake ever gets that 911 Turbo like he should, then it would be plausible. It amazed me enough to write it down and post it anyway.