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cordjostlerI don't know what's up with all the remember-able dreams lately. Two theories are that I'm sleeping well, and that I'm waking up during REM sleep.
Either way, I had a dream last night.. there was a beginning that I don't remember, but I was with a group of people and as I start remembering, we were walking back from somewhere, through a gym equipment store owned by Jean Claude VanDamme. As we pass through and he's standing there in a retail dude kind of way, I notice that one of his machines has kind of fallen apart. I don't know what the machine was, but the broken part looked like some kind of bike handlebar and all the bolts had fallen out of it, and there was a hack-job metal strap loosely holding it on.
I said something about it, and started fixing it. We were having some kind of conversation while I worked on it, and then he pointed out some other bad assembly, so we were both kneeling on the floor trying to put this thing back together. it was a round sheet of plastic with some kind of plastic ring/gasket around the outer edge, and thick white grease all over one side. The plastic ring kept separating from the sheet, and we were trying to get it back on so the whole thing could be put back onto the machine.
That's about all I remember.
I'm pretty sure this one came from a few things.. I think the forgotten beginning came from watching Goosebumps. The gym equipment was from trying to find an affordable but not junk incline bench yesterday. (no joy) And the Jean Claude thing was from my childhood friend _________ who I don't talk to much, but occasionally sends me completely random things on instagram - last night he sent an old conan clip where Jean Claude was demonstrating kicking a mug of water out of andy's hand.
Either way, I had a dream last night.. there was a beginning that I don't remember, but I was with a group of people and as I start remembering, we were walking back from somewhere, through a gym equipment store owned by Jean Claude VanDamme. As we pass through and he's standing there in a retail dude kind of way, I notice that one of his machines has kind of fallen apart. I don't know what the machine was, but the broken part looked like some kind of bike handlebar and all the bolts had fallen out of it, and there was a hack-job metal strap loosely holding it on.
I said something about it, and started fixing it. We were having some kind of conversation while I worked on it, and then he pointed out some other bad assembly, so we were both kneeling on the floor trying to put this thing back together. it was a round sheet of plastic with some kind of plastic ring/gasket around the outer edge, and thick white grease all over one side. The plastic ring kept separating from the sheet, and we were trying to get it back on so the whole thing could be put back onto the machine.
That's about all I remember.
I'm pretty sure this one came from a few things.. I think the forgotten beginning came from watching Goosebumps. The gym equipment was from trying to find an affordable but not junk incline bench yesterday. (no joy) And the Jean Claude thing was from my childhood friend _________ who I don't talk to much, but occasionally sends me completely random things on instagram - last night he sent an old conan clip where Jean Claude was demonstrating kicking a mug of water out of andy's hand.