Last night. No, it was not about Black people's rights. It was about something far more sinister.........
I was walking into a convention center, what I recognized as the Orlando Civic center. Inside, on the third floor, was something called the first annual TRF convention, where all the various posters of TRF that could make it came to meet and talk about shizit. First I came upon a bar, with a few patio style tables scattered about. Seated around them were men that I did not recognize from their physical appeareance, but that wore name tags identifying them as Gash, Kal, Kas, and Damalis, with the person working the bar identified as Jan. As I approached Damalis was talking, and waving her hands back and forth as she apparently described something. Then everyone burst into laughter, so I assumed she was telling a joke. As I entered the area, everybody noticed me and said hi, with me saying hi back. Kal said fuc* you, and I noticed that were a collection of beer bottles around him, and he appeared to be quite drunk, with Gash just about to get to that stage himself. Damalis, by comparison, was drinking coke, and Kas was drinking Ice water. Kal kept on muttering something about Kas being a @#%$ for drinking only ice water. Then, I don't know what lead to this part of the dream, but it was the most memorable part. Kal stood up, and began to fall over. I caught him, and asked him if he wanted to go lie down. He said sure, and I began to drag him off to a nearby bedroom (Which begs the question, since when did the Orlando Civic Center have bedrooms?). As I departed with him, we recieved cat calls and hollers first from Gash and Jan, followed by Gue looking up from eating his steak dinner while talking to Sully. Once in the bedroom, he and I agreed to make loud noises in an imitation of making out. He and I both groaned out loud for several minutes, and then I started bouncing up and down on the bed to further complete the noise. A few minutes later, when I emerged, Gue's, and Gash's chairs were tipped over, with both men laughing hysterically on the floor. Having joined her at the bar, both Dolash and Damalis looked at me with dumbfounded, slightly amused, expressions. I got a glass of ginger ale from Jan to quench the sore throat I had gotten from all the loud yelling, then went over to meet with Telan, Lupercus, S'Ilancy, and Charley who were huddled over in a corner, talking. I won't elaborate from there, mostly because nothing entertaining happened, just lots of friendly talk and an arm wrestling competion with Lup, and Telan, followed by a short walk/date with S'Il.
Comments on my weird dream, and the possibility of a TRF convention?
I was walking into a convention center, what I recognized as the Orlando Civic center. Inside, on the third floor, was something called the first annual TRF convention, where all the various posters of TRF that could make it came to meet and talk about shizit. First I came upon a bar, with a few patio style tables scattered about. Seated around them were men that I did not recognize from their physical appeareance, but that wore name tags identifying them as Gash, Kal, Kas, and Damalis, with the person working the bar identified as Jan. As I approached Damalis was talking, and waving her hands back and forth as she apparently described something. Then everyone burst into laughter, so I assumed she was telling a joke. As I entered the area, everybody noticed me and said hi, with me saying hi back. Kal said fuc* you, and I noticed that were a collection of beer bottles around him, and he appeared to be quite drunk, with Gash just about to get to that stage himself. Damalis, by comparison, was drinking coke, and Kas was drinking Ice water. Kal kept on muttering something about Kas being a @#%$ for drinking only ice water. Then, I don't know what lead to this part of the dream, but it was the most memorable part. Kal stood up, and began to fall over. I caught him, and asked him if he wanted to go lie down. He said sure, and I began to drag him off to a nearby bedroom (Which begs the question, since when did the Orlando Civic Center have bedrooms?). As I departed with him, we recieved cat calls and hollers first from Gash and Jan, followed by Gue looking up from eating his steak dinner while talking to Sully. Once in the bedroom, he and I agreed to make loud noises in an imitation of making out. He and I both groaned out loud for several minutes, and then I started bouncing up and down on the bed to further complete the noise. A few minutes later, when I emerged, Gue's, and Gash's chairs were tipped over, with both men laughing hysterically on the floor. Having joined her at the bar, both Dolash and Damalis looked at me with dumbfounded, slightly amused, expressions. I got a glass of ginger ale from Jan to quench the sore throat I had gotten from all the loud yelling, then went over to meet with Telan, Lupercus, S'Ilancy, and Charley who were huddled over in a corner, talking. I won't elaborate from there, mostly because nothing entertaining happened, just lots of friendly talk and an arm wrestling competion with Lup, and Telan, followed by a short walk/date with S'Il.
Comments on my weird dream, and the possibility of a TRF convention?
