Demonic Whores & Fedora Wearing F***

This is a two week blog. I didn’t have enough to really write about. It was hot. The weekend of the 14-15 I went out on my third date with mystery woman #4. We laugh a lot and have good fun. We satisfied our nacho craving. Sunday was date with mom. That was my weekend.

Like I said, the week was hot. 110 degree hot. Zap the life out of you. Nothing fun by about that. We did have a nice full moon.

The following weekend I went out with the Slovak for some fun. It was entertaining. As usual, lunch with mom.

Rain and finally cool temps!! It was so nice. Too bad I drank way too much coffee. Monday I got home from work and vomited. I wasn’t about to eat that night. I was sick and restless. I took Tuesday off. I slept. Around 1 I finally nausea went away. I was still to afraid to eat. Comfort food later.

The rest of the week was very busy. I was all over the place. I had a bucket list tour that I almost didn’t make on time. Bad because I was the guide. When I signed up for it I assumed we would be taking the elevator. No, we walked up 10 flights of stairs. Someone is afraid of elevators. Ridiculous. Either way, the girls were all smiles and it touched my heart. It was a bigger tour than expected. What was supposed to be 3 people turned into 6. Friday rolled around and because it’s Memorial Day weekend they gave us a half day. Thought maybe I’d have a lunch date but nooooooooo. I was left to my own devices. Hope everyone has a great weekend. I might do a weekend blog. It’s been a while.

Oh yeah, the title of this blog. I must be watching too many horror films again and my dreams have become B-level horror. I’ve been known for bizarre dreams.

First dream. I was having a party. BBQ cooking outside. All of us drinking. I go inside to grab another beer and start visiting with the people in the kitchen. Lots of laughter. Suddenly we hear some commotion coming from the back. I go to look and these lingerie wearing demons are crawling out of the earth. Straight up Evil Dead if you know what I mean. They begin to butcher my friends. It’s too late so I try and slam the door before they come inside. Dream logic failure, they are in the house. The remaining of us flee. They are everywhere outside. We run for our lives with the demon women wearing very little bouncing down the street behind us . Why not get in our cars? Dream logic. Well, the demon women must have been track stars(or we were drunk) because they gain on us. One by one my friends are picked off. Finally they catch me and go for the neck. I awake. The first words from my mouth that morning were “demonic whores”.

Second dream. I was being stalked by this guy I always see walking on campus. Yes, he is a real dude in a fedora. I wake up in the morning and go to make some eggs. This fedora f*** is standing at the street motionless staring at my house. I duck away from the window, startled. Look back. He is gone. Get ready for work and off I go. Dream logic, time bounce. I’m still at work but it’s later in the day. I’m in a building that actually doesn’t exist on campus visiting with a friend. I feel eyes on me. I turn around and the guy is looking through the window. I ask my friend if they see that guy. They don’t see anything. Again with the time bounce. I have less detail but he is at HEB at the opposite side of the store staring. I get home and cook/watch the weather & go to bed. I don’t seem to have dogs. In the middle of the night I wake in a panic and fedora f*** is at the end of the bed staring me down. I than woke in a real panic. I’ve seen that guy walking since and he wigs me out. I try to go another route on the golf cart. I actually saw him on Thursday.