Skip to main content

Guitar Dreams

    Hey, everyone. I had the most wonderful dream last night and I thought I'd share it with you. The dream was this: I was playing a guitar and singing along with some old song from my youth. It was true to life in that I didn't sing that great, nor was I ready for the stage as far as the guitar went, but I played quite acceptably.
    As you folks know, I have always wanted to play the guitar. I have an acoustic and an electric, both covered with dust. I can barely make a few chords and it's a rare occasion when I make them sound right. My aged hands are stiff and years of using power tools have not really helped my aspirations.
    When I awoke from this dream, I had such a feeling of accomplishment, a feeling of peace. I truly enjoyed it. The funny thing is that when I awoke and I looked in the mirror, I had a scratch across my nose, over an inch long. It was bleeding a bit and I couldn't help but wonder if I had broken a string during the dream and it had wounded me. Or perhaps I was using my nose to make chords on during my sleep and hadn't trimmed my nails. It's more likely that I was visited by a bug which bit my nose and I scratched the itch caused by this nocturnal attack.
    I can say that I enjoyed this dream more than any dream I've had lately that did not involve Angelina Jolie. Has it inspired me to renew my assault on the bastion of guitar skills? Nah. Has it encouraged me that dreams can indeed come true? Nah. Was it a sign that good things are coming for me? Was it in the nature of a parable, my sub-conscious trying to reveal some deep truth? Probably not, but the scratch looks quite dashing.
    From the land of dreams, I'm CE Wills.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Shadowgun: Crushing The Driller On Level 4

      Hey, everyone. Let's talk about the game called Shadowgun, the I-Pad game with which I have a love-hate relationship. Most of you who made it past the evil Cyber Lobster are doubtless locked in a death struggle with the Driller at the end of level 4. At this point you have been in the cave for a long time. The Driller breaks through the rock wall and chases you through the tunnel as you try to shoot out the green lights which slows the Driller down. If you are slick enough to shoot out all the lights and emerge from the cave, a rolling door crashes on the Driller and crushes his aggravating carcass. I have tried and failed to beat the Driller at least 250 times. I hate the Driller to the heights and depths my soul can reach. I hate it like a plague. I hate it with intensity of feeling. I hate it like a rich man hates taxes. Excuse me, I got carried away.       We had a big dinner here at the green retreat and my friend Trevor was ...
3 comments
Read more

You're Aiming the Missile Where?

    Hey, everyone, out there in game-land. The number 1 game on the friendly neighborhood app store is Call of Duty: Strike Team . No wonder, because it is a terrific game. The farther I play, the cooler it gets. But before I get to that, what are all these numbers indicating on my gun? Has to be some sort of ammo indicator for the clips, I guess. either that or some of my compadres has trouble doing his math homework. Whatever.     Hey. Check out the picture of me hitching a ride on an enemy truck so that my team can infiltrate a missile silo. Do you like the face mask? I bought it at a store called Fashions by Bane. Ha, ha. (Batman Reference) On this mission, my team was assisted by a Russian Spetsnaz squad. How's that for detente, comrade? These Spetsnaz guys make everything fun. What I mean is this. We shoot bunches of enemies and get into the bowels of the silo. We get to the gantry where the missile is (Pictured above) and we see that the rad...
Post a Comment
Read more

Shadowgun: Killing The Windbreaker

    Hey, everyone. I thought it might be a good time for a bit of an update on the riveting game called Shadowgun. Consider this your spoiler alert and tune out if you want to.     Once you get past the dreaded Driller, things get better but you are certainly not out of the woods. You will want to make sure you keep a full clip in your gun as you stroll through the realm of the evil and crazy Dr. Simon. But hey, you're John Slade, the Shadowgun, and wherever you set your foot is the place to which your authority extends.      I love the way that some of the barriers disintegrate under the impact of bullets. I didn't learn this at my mother's knee but I darn sure know it now. I have learned that there are certain places it is good to plan on using the rocket launcher. Keep your stock of those filled. There are these transporter guys who are aggressive punks. The only way they respect you is if you kill them, so that's the way I roll. As...
3 comments
Read more