Catches tigers in red weather.

Oh hey Turkey episode of Bizarre Worlds with Andrew Zimmern, thanks for influencing my dream in the weirdest of ways last night. :\

Not only were those whistling, Turkish old ladies featured in it, they were also bodybuilders in disguise. Like, they looked all normal at first with their head scarves and long dresses, but then--Whoosh!--off came the dresses and out came the big guns. Their muscles were soooo freakishly big, bigger than any female bodybuilder I've ever seen.

They were also out to kill me for some reason, and only Law & Order: Criminal Intent's Detective Wheeler could help me. Except she wasn't much help once one of the old ladies snuck into her home (which was also my home, coincidentally) at night and football spiked a pig on her. WTF. After that I went into hiding. . . underneath my own home. -_- There was a sea turtle there and I took it upon myself to keep it hydrated with a water hose. It didn't appreciate my actions.

And then, in a scene that has become pretty typical for my dreams, I tried to post about it my livejournal. (Yeah, I'm obsessed with lj.) Although the words that I typed out were not the same as what appeared on my laptop screen. Pretty much just a bunch of 'BUSTAH WOLF!' and 'FAIYA-KEEK!' and 'AHH YOU OKAY?' and whatever other phrases Terry Bogard and company shout out in the Fatal Fury/Mark of the Wolves games strung out together.

The dream would have continued on, but then a couple of Jehovah's Witnesses rang our doorbell.

Shit, talking about my dreams makes me sound so crazy.

Re: Eyeshield 21 250th Down
( The origin of the threat notebook is revealed. And, WHOA, do I love Hiruma in this chapter. )

------

Either I've been watching Scrubs way too much lately, or I subconsciously long for Dr. Cox--yes, the actual character, not just the guy who plays him, John C. McGinley--since this is the second time in the past two weeks that I've had a dream where I'm involved with him in a somewhat romantic way. I say "somewhat" since the man is sarcastic and gruff and keeps me at an arm's length emotionally. Why do I always have dreams about (fictional) guys like this?! First I kept on dreaming about Asami from Viewfinder (WTF, Yakuza love) and now Dr. Cox.

Anyway, the dream sort of played out like a video game. I was in an office building that was part underground bunker (complete with awful fluorescent lighting) and vines creeping up everywhere. There were random stone blocks everywhere that reminded me of the very first Tomb Raider game. The architecture in my dreams is always way too elaborate for me to describe in a manner that does them justice. So everything I say is simplified! Whenever I'd go up to Dr. Cox (or anyone, really) a menu box would pop up and I'd be given a choice of what to ask. Funny thing is, he could see exactly what my choices were. XD I don't remember much of anything else, but I do know he sent me off on some quest to find something down in the bunker.

------

I've had nothing better to do all day than look at a bunch of video game crafts. XD Here's a few of my favorites:

• Wind Waker Link papercraft
  
• Qbert quilt ♥
  
• KH!Cerberus papercraft (What an insane amount of teeth this one has!)
  
• Katamari Queen of All Cosmos earmuffs
  
  

And lastly, oh how I wish this game would be released here. The concept makes me laugh like you wouldn't believe.