rockingtheaccordion wrote:Alright what do you get when you cross my love for Al and reading the walking dead comics before bed? That's right a freaky dream involving me saving my idol from zombies.
Scary, but also kind of cool and badass
I know right? Its scary when at the same time it's pretty awesome considering Al was in it and he makes everything bad ass.
I am a dreamer who took the first step and I haven't looked back ever since.
rockingtheaccordion wrote:Al was in it and he makes everything bad ass.
"Badass" wouldn't be in my top 10 of the words that come in mind talking about Al, but he definitely doesn't make things less badass and most certainly makes everything cool
rockingtheaccordion wrote:Al was in it and he makes everything bad ass.
"Badass" wouldn't be in my top 10 of the words that come in mind talking about Al, but he definitely doesn't make things less badass and most certainly makes everything cool
I am with you on that one. I just didn't know what to call it, because how can I put in the greatness that is Al in words? Sorry look at me rambling Al gets me so scattered brained sometimes. Heck Al even makes listening to rap enjoyable. I know I had one dream where he was in a rap battle with Coolio.
I am a dreamer who took the first step and I haven't looked back ever since.
rockingtheaccordion -- ROFL I wonder how Coolio took the loss! Al's rapping IS something to behold, though, his words just flow and he doesn't miss a beat. <333
And yes, Al DOES owe us apologies for being way too cuuuute, mellow weasel!!
Ai to warai no! SAILOR POLKA ☆ MOON!
Tsuki ni kawatte-- tanoshi mazettangeru!
8*11*15 - first concert ever ~ ♡ mandatory world tour 2015 ♡
6*9*16 - second time around ~ ♡ ♡ mandatory world tour 2016 ♡ ♡
Ok, I forgot most of what happened in this dream, but here's my recollection of it.
One day I was in my car driving with Al, and then he randomly disappears. I start freaking out and start to cry. So I drive to a parking lot to think about what happened. Suddenly, I get pulled out of my body. Then, I see Al floating in the air. He told me that we were ghosts now and the only way to be resurrected was to write a new Weird Al song. And we wrote either "Fat" or "Amish Paradise".
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Weird is my middle name.
Al concerts I've been to:
Brady Theater Tulsa, OK May 19th, 2015
Last night before I went to bed, my Dad and I were talking about being roadies for Al, the ups and downs and such. (We usually have stupid conversations like this).
My brain morphed that into a dream. I don't remember much of what happened, but I do remember being in my Middle School auditorium with him, setting up mic stands or something (??) and we were talking about the setlist (which, from what I remember, consisted of Skipper Dan and Tacky).
That's about all I remember XD
Shows:
10-21-12 Rutland VT
06-02-13 Port Chester NY
10-08-13 Verona NY
07-14-15 Verona NY
07-30-15 Port Chester NY
I had a dream that "Word Crimes" was featured in social advertisement about depression on TV. It showed a bunch of teenagers doing normal teenage stuff like playing basketball while being all sad - it was ridiculous and felt more like making fun of depressed people than rising social awareness. Anyway, at one point the kids are shown to be watching "Word Crimes" and arguing about the importance of grammar and one of them says "great, I've just lost all my friends..."
Then I had a dream that my aunt managed to get Ben Folds to play on her birthday party, but then uninvited my family just a day before it . It got me real pissed of .
I had an unusual plenty of dreams tonight.
mellow weasel wrote:Then I had a dream that my aunt managed to get Ben Folds to play on her birthday party, but then uninvited my family just a day before it . It got me real pissed of .
Did it make you wanna say "Fuuuuu**!"?
I had a dream that I was talking to Steve about my fife that I had to glue back together after it somehow got broken in half. I really do own a fife, and I did glue it back together ages ago. He asked it if was still playable, and I said "Yes." Then he started playing it, and the dream veered off into me telling him I've always wanted to be in a fife and drum corps; which then lead to me actually being in a fife and drum corps. Well, in the dream...but, yeah. I guess Steve was the one I talked to about this because he plays several wind instruments.