Wow, subconscious, what are you smoking!

Last night I had a dream that I was walking down the road to get some lunch and this girl comes up and asks me if I would be interested in giving her a life-saving transplant. My first response was… no. She went on to explain she had some sort of cancer, and she really needed a hair transplant.

I still resisted because this was creeping me out, but she implored me to go and meet her family and they could make it worth my while. I went to visit them for some reason and parked my car far up in their driveway. I went into their house, which looked somewhat like and ‘s living room. The dad looked like the slaveholder from Gladiator and he proceeded to yell at me for hours about how selfish I was not to do this.

Finally, I get fed up and leave only to find that the girl’s boyfriend (who looked like Cunningham-san) had parked behind my car to block me in. He was standing in the driveway swearing at me in a foreign language.

Eventually, I manuvered my car out of their driveway and Tasha appeared in the car. We drove around for awhile until we found a Martial Arts strip mall down by the Pekin mall. They had aikido, kendo, and I was astonished to find Sensei Kuras’s dojo in the final store. He stood up and greeted me as I drove by, so I stopped.

Tasha decided that she wanted to join into Ed’s school again. I asked him if Sensei Brewer knew that he was running a school in Pekin and he looked nervous and said no. Tasha casually mentioned “wait until the blog hears about this!” Ed immediately looked alarmed and gave Tasha a piece of paper and told her to write down anything she was going to say about the dojo so he could clear it first. This made me mad, so i stormed off. Then I woke up.

I didn’t eat or drink anything that would’ve caused such strange dreams… maybe I’m crazy.