Dreams of CUF

[Bo Diddley]

Given the ability of said camera, I'm happy with which side of it I was on.

There's got to be deeper meaning in all of that...

It's too bad the important question went unanswered, who won?

BYU winning was implied, but sadly I think I woke up before the game was actually played.

[falafel]

I had a pretty strange dream last night. BYU was playing Miami. It was a rematch from the drubbing they got in 1990, and was being played in Paris. Somehow I was able to arrange a military troop transport plane from the Air Force to move us all over there so we could make it a CS event. Moliere made all the travel plans, and acted as our tour guide.

Before flying, we had to stack all our baggage on an aluminum air force pallet, which was then held in place by a cargo net. PAC had a ton of baggage, and took up half the pallet by himself. I was giving him crap about it because i had a single back-pack. I felt really stupid later, because he had packed gifts for the displaced orphans that lived in the attic of Notre Dame.

Niku was late, and made it to the plane in the nick of time. He was riding a bike and was able to catch up to the slow moving C130 easily, and rode right up the back ramp just before it took off.

OG was ticked when he found out there was no first class, and even more ticked-off when he said he had to pee and I pointed to a bucket and a curtain. He gave me some sort of Pro tip, but I can't remember what it was now.

We were hanging out on the lawn in front of the Eiffel Tower, and Swamp Frog was taking pictures of everyone. His camera had such high definition that the portrait captured the essence of your soul. It wasn't explicitly stated, but I think this had to do with our final judgement in whether we were able to get into Heaven. I think everyone was pretty happy with their pictures, except me. I asked Swamp Frog if he could do some of that voodoo magic he does in photoshop and fix my portrait. He promised to do what he could. But Triplet said, beauty is skin deep, but ugly goes strait to the bone. Speaking of Triplet, he was making fun of everyone's picture, but in a light-hearted way.

That's all I can recall about the dream.

Niku came? Must have been a dream.

Love the part about PAC.

[PaloAltoCougar]

I had a pretty strange dream last night. BYU was playing Miami. It was a rematch from the drubbing they got in 1990, and was being played in Paris. Somehow I was able to arrange a military troop transport plane from the Air Force to move us all over there so we could make it a CS event. Moliere made all the travel plans, and acted as our tour guide.

Before flying, we had to stack all our baggage on an aluminum air force pallet, which was then held in place by a cargo net. PAC had a ton of baggage, and took up half the pallet by himself. I was giving him crap about it because i had a single back-pack. I felt really stupid later, because he had packed gifts for the displaced orphans that lived in the attic of Notre Dame.

Niku was late, and made it to the plane in the nick of time. He was riding a bike and was able to catch up to the slow moving C130 easily, and rode right up the back ramp just before it took off.

OG was ticked when he found out there was no first class, and even more ticked-off when he said he had to pee and I pointed to a bucket and a curtain. He gave me some sort of Pro tip, but I can't remember what it was now.

We were hanging out on the lawn in front of the Eiffel Tower, and Swamp Frog was taking pictures of everyone. His camera had such high definition that the portrait captured the essence of your soul. It wasn't explicitly stated, but I think this had to do with our final judgement in whether we were able to get into Heaven. I think everyone was pretty happy with their pictures, except me. I asked Swamp Frog if he could do some of that voodoo magic he does in photoshop and fix my portrait. He promised to do what he could. But Triplet said, beauty is skin deep, but ugly goes strait to the bone. Speaking of Triplet, he was making fun of everyone's picture, but in a light-hearted way.

That's all I can recall about the dream.

Loved this, although I hate bin hogs and, in your shoes, I would have kicked me off the plane, irrespective of motives. But at least now we know who started the fire underneath the roof of Notre Dame. Lousy orphans.

[clackamascoug]

Loved this, although I hate bin hogs and, in your shoes, I would have kicked me off the plane, irrespective of motives. But at least now we know who started the fire underneath the roof of Notre Dame. Lousy orphans.

I'm sure in another dimension I was in the dream - and won the golf outing - while DH was complaining about sweaty palms and needing new grips.

[Bo Diddley]

I'm sure in another dimension I was in the dream - and won the golf outing - while DH was complaining about sweaty palms and needing new grips.

You were there too, but I forget my dreams quickly. In fact, I don't remember much of what I already wrote.