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Dream
What a crazy dream.
I was at Howard University (funny how I so rarely dream about Georgetown or American, schools I actually attended). It was a VERY nice day, sunny and warm. I was standing in front of the building to the immediate right of the Blackburn student center.
Then, for some reason, a truck pulled up and let a tiger out! A freakin circus tiger! So people are all like ummmmm....what the hell? But nobody seems to be especially scared.
The tiger comes near me, and I notice that one of my friends from high school (Krystal) is hanging out and she stops to pet the tiger. She has NO fear of this tiger. So I tell her something like "Looks like you finally found a man you can put on a leash."
I think I was at Howard for some sort of photography project, and all of a sudden, I had to leave. I couldn't stop and chat with a few of my Alpha Phi Omega brothers that I was cool with, and I remember one in particular, Edwina, was like "Uh Uh, I know you not gonna come to my campus without saying hi!" and I was all like "Sorry girl, I got to run!"
As I passed Douglass hall, I heard somebody making some flippant comments about "fake" Greek organizations, and I thought they were trying to be disparaging toward some Alpha Phi Omega brothers who were sitting on the steps of Douglass. Upon closer inspection, I saw that they were actually members of Kappa Kappa Psi, so I kept walking.
Now, at some point in the dream, I picked up a Howard newspaper and saw that the Deltas (Alpha Chapter) had had a fall line, which is unusual at Howard. Come to find out both Krystal and another high school friend Darlene were shown as being part of that line...I was like "er?" Krystal and Darlene had been out of undergrad for years, and as far as I knew (in real life) neither of them were interested in sororities. But in the dream I was like "awww ain't that sweet." Apparently they had their probate in the guise of a talent show in a gym.
Did I mention the zebra that was running around at the same time as the tiger?
So as the sun set, I left Howard by the School of Business and ran into three folks I knew from high school: Charles, Geoffrey, and Marquell. For some reason, we sang "Peanut Butter Jelly Time" like it was our theme song -- even had a little dance to go with it.
We decided to go to my house and wait for Claudine there, since I couldn't really hang out until I met up with her. For some reason, a big theme was the fact that I said to hell with continuing my photography for the evening.
But we got mugged! I had some money in my hand for some reason, and we got surrounded by some neighborhood toughs. So I just gave them the money and walked away with my boys, hoping the toughs would just run off. I still had my ATM card and I was scared that they would come back and try to jack me for it. For some reason, I thought it would be a bright idea to throw my wallet under a car and come back for it later.
The muggers came back anyway, and we ran into an Asian-owned boutique on Georgia Avenue. The woman tried to ask us to leave at first but we were like naw player, we are being chased by some thugs! So she was like oh okay, use the phone. So I called the police, and let me find out 911 really is a joke! They said there was nothing they could do! So me and Charles ran out the back door, and Marquelle and Geoffrey ran out the front and somehow (I hope) tried to avoid the thugs.
Me and Charles were bookin' through that alley and it started to rain. We found ourselves on one of those side streets between Georgia and SHerman avenues, probably Fairmont, and we were like shit, we need to go to ANYBODY'S house and call the cops again. We could HEAR the thugs behind us in the alleys talking about what they were about to do.
I ran up to some house with 2003 on the door. I banged on the door and the window while Charles tried to get us in a house two doors down. When the lady let me in I was like "Carles, come down to 2005....I mean, 2003!" So the lady let me in and somehow I knew I could trust her, even though she was this weird looking middle aged woman with thick glasses and a very traditional living room-- we're talking old school wallpaper, lampshades with tassles, and plastic on the furniture. But damn if that woman didn't have a computer with the internet right there by the door.
The end.
Posted by Rashid on December 29, 2004 4:32 AM
Comments
boy, your dreams get better by the day! lol i dont think i wanna try to analyze that one, sometimes you just gotta let it roll. i will say, that y'all picked a great theme song....IT'S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!.....ok let me stop before i get all into it. u gotta show me that dance one day. i think this is something we need to make happen forreal! lol take it easy :-)
Commented by Storme on December 29, 2004 10:40 PM
Haha me and all my friends love this song its awesome u guys rule
Commented by Tyler on August 24, 2005 11:48 PM