Friday, June 10, 2011

Dream Weaver: Justin and the Furries

A few things I want to clarify before I describe my dream last night:
1. My dad passed away in November, 2001.
2. My dad was not an alcoholic.
3. My friend Kelley's wedding was last Saturday (and I wasn't able to attend).
4. I don't know Justin Timberlake personally.
5. The Osburn Club is a local tavern where I grew up.
6. Furries are people who have an interest in human-like (anthropomorphic) animals. Most of the time, this is a sexual interest...some attend parties where people are wearing costumes.

The first thing I remember was that we were at my friend Kelley's wedding, and they served the cake at the actual ceremony instead of the reception. Her cake was Red Velvet, shaped like presents stacked on top of one another. It disappeared in layers, and we all decided to walk to the reception. My dad was alive in the dream, and he was an alcoholic and wanted to stop by The Osburn Club on the way there. I kept saying no, we can't go to the bar, let's just go to Kelley's reception.

Almost to the reception, some dude in a suit tracks us down and explains to us that he's Justin Timberlake's attorney and he MUST talk to his client at once. However, Justin's in this Furry bar (a different bar) and the attorney can't go in because he has a Furry Phobia. WTF is a Furry Phobia, you ask? The dude was deathly afraid of Furries, so there was no way he was going in that bar. So he asks us to go into the bar and look for Justin and relay the message that he needed to speak with him. I woke up as I was arguing with the attorney about my father being an alcoholic and there was no way I was going to take him in ANY kind of bar, I don't care WHO I might meet in there. (Evidently there were tons of celebrities in this Furry bar in the middle of a 2000 population town in North Idaho).

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