May 10, 2005
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Some of the more random things that have occurred in DoctorEvil1′s life as of late:
The other day, I dreamt that woke up from a lazy sunday morning, and started to get ready to go eat, only to realize that I was only dreaming about waking up, and was in fact still sleeping. And so I woke up, to find my fiance awake too, and we started to talk about where we wanted to go eat. But here’s the kicker. After a while, I realized that I was STILL dreaming!! It’s was like the matrix, inside the matrix!!!! *cue music* Dun dun dun~~~ Wait, … am I awake now??!!
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Last week, while I was walking down the street in Harlem, I found myself playing chicken with a real live chicken. I kid you not. I’m walking down the street and out of the corner of my eyes, I see a fucking chicken! Now, I’m no chicken (HAHA, … get it??!! Get it??!!), as I usually don’t get startled by things, but how surprisingly strange is it to encounter a chicken? No, … not an overgrown pigeon, … and definitely not a particularly feathery squirrel. It was definitely a chicken.
So I stopped for a second, only to find the chicken staring back at me. And so, my initial reaction was to walk around in a big circle to avoid the KFC fugitive, … but that would entail me actually walking into the friggin street, just to avoid a freaken chicken! Fuck that, … that’s just silly. I’m so much bigger. And maybe I was in a fowl mood (GET IT??!! GET IT??!! FOWL MOOD??!!), … but I decided to confront the chicken. I will not be intimidated by poultry! And so I started walking straight ahead, only to have the chicken cower in my dominance and walk around me. Heh.
Comments (23)
he was prob scared cause you look like frank purdue.
interesting dream! I’ve dreamed of waking up before, but not of waking up and realizing it’s a dream and then realizing again that that was a dream. complex.
love the chicken puns.
thanks… ill keep that in mind next time.
only in harlem
a chicken on the street? my friend saw a crowd of rabbits on the streets but never a chicken…
hahahaha – omg… you sound so hyper in this entry… especially when you talked about the chicken story. i think it’s funnier cause i can picture you telling this story in such an animated way… oh wait.. you did tell this story once before! haha.
and dude, lay off the drugs… jk. I actually had a similar dream like that a while back… I kept on waking up to only realize that I was still sleeping / dreaming… down the rabbit hole we go!
Hahahaha…
so that brings us to the age old question..
who comes first…the chicken or…?
what were you doing walking down harlem?
haha ur so corny!
why were you dreaming that you were in Harlem?! weird dream…
man…you are C-O-R-N-Y…corrrrrnny~!!!! but in the good way, so HAHAHA!!!
*nudge*wink*poke*
follow the white rabbit!
dude.. you should really take down this entry…. im not kidding…,,, OMFG……..
that’s the spirit!
maybe the chick thought you were hensome…. get it?! GET IT?!
dream within a dream within a dream, trippy
um your comment was surlung… hehehe =)
you had the opportunity for a free chicken dinner and you just passed it by?
I’m loathe to admit it, but your life is so much more interesting than mine.
your courageous brush with the chicken has helped me beat my fear of poultry! I always thought KFC fugitives would come back to haunt me, now I will not shy or be scared of them! Thanks
Jette
Fowl humor? Since when did you turn into Bob Saget?
you found a chicken in harlem? that’s just bizarre~
surprising some black dude didn’t highjack it for dinner. har har har