Doom Dreams

[Drunk Monk]

I'm headed to a concert with S&T and a friend of T's. It's in a city, probably SF but the hall is huge and unrecognizable. It's some sort of pop symphony and it's free but we have tickets. They jaywalk across the street to get to a side entrance and I lose them. I head towards the front but then realize on my way in that I'm packing my everyday folder blade. I find a place to tuck it outside in a series of cubbies that appear for no reason as things do in dreams. As I approach the search at the door, I realize I have another knife in my pocket, my second everyday carry (I really only carry one). As I'm frisked, I carefully obscure it with strategic placement of my hand. It takes forever, but I finally get through. The lobby is huge and confusing and in my rush, I resort to asking directions from an usher (actually I usually do this now to make them feel useful). As I'm entering the hall, some performers are leaving the stage in Star Trek TNG uniforms because they just did some kind of tribute and I'm saddened I missed that. I finally reunite with my family and they look at me like 'What took you so long?'

[I have no idea what this means but I woke up right after at 4:19AM http://www.brotherhoodofdoom.com/doomFor...0#pid44910]