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06.19.06 (6:00 pm)   [edit]
BACK GUESS WHO'S BACK!! Erm....yeah. We got back from Israel on Saturday, what a LONG DAY that was. But the trip was amazing!! I was skeptical at first, but once I was there, I felt completely safe and very, very happy. I absolutely loved it!! We went all over the entire country (except for the "hot spots", of course). I felt uneasy a few times, but I never felt unsafe. I took notes at the end of every day so I'd remember all the places we went and certain things that happened. I'll be blogging about the whole trip, one day of the trip at a time, soon. Once I can type the notes out and compose my thoughts! I also took over 600 pictures - I'll be uploading some of them also. It'll be a while though, because I have to edit and resize them all, then choose which ones I want to put online.....

I think I have minor food poisoning or a stomach bug because I've had a non-stop upset stomach ever since Saturday afternoon. Nat mentioned it might be because of coming into a different country with changes in water, food, and bacteria, etc, but I don't think it's that. I had no problem whatsoever when we went into Israel, and also, it came on very suddenly during the plane ride - it wasn't gradual. All I'd eaten since Saturday afternoon was Saltines and ginger ale, but then my stomach started to hurt from being empty, so I just had some cereal, even though I'm sure it'll be expelled within a few hours....

So anyway. I'll write about Israel in the following blogs. As for this blog, I shall talk about the dream I had last night. It involved Lynyrd Skynyrd and Jurassic Park - figures, right? Before you roll your eyes and leave, I promise it'll be very, VERY intriguing.

I'm not sure how it exactly started out, but myself and a group of people were going to THE Jurassic Park, as in, the actual, real place with real dinosaurs. Somewhere along the course of the trip though, it morphed into a ride. Things were no longer real. Even though the T-Rex was attacking us and killing people (I remember that it ate a redheaded girl), it was all okay because it was "only a ride"! I remember commenting to somebody else, when it was all over, that this ride was WAY BETTER than the JP Ride at Universal Studios, because in Universal's ride, the T-Rex doesn't attack you as realistically or something.

And now enter Skynyrd. I don't know how it came to be, but there was suddenly a concert that night. There was a stage down in the sidewalk of whatever city we were at, and most of the crowd were on the balconies of the huge, surrounding buildings, or behind barriers way out in the road. There were only a few fans in the area in front of the stage, and there was lots of room left. (The band was already performing, btw). I was up on a balcony with Dad, but I told him I wanted to get closer and go down in front of the stage, so he said I could, and I...flew down there. I flew from the balcony to the sidewalk. .........I guess I had wings or temporary gravity-defying power or something..... Anyhoo, I was now directly in front of the left side of the stage. Johnny Van Zant was kneeling on the edge of the stage, letting a couple girls in front of me touch his hair (LOLOL). So I pushed my way closer and started touching it also (it was very soft - I wonder if he uses conditioner?). I took a picture of him with my hand touching his hair, but I didn't have the flash on so it came out terribly blurred. About five minutes later, I yelled to him my crisis concerning the picture and asked if I could do it again, so he kneeled down and I started touching his hair again and I got another picture. (Which turned out lovely, might I add).

A while after the concert, I was talking to Johnny, Gary Rossington and Billy Powell and was telling them all about the incredibly realistic Jurassic Park ride (which killed people) and was explaining how much better it was than the one at Universal. Johnny was very interested by it, but he didn't think he'd like it at all because he wasn't fond of water rides (never mind the people getting eaten). After a while, I went on the ride once more with a friend and saw Johnny again when we got off. After exchanging a bit of small-talk with Johnny, we were walking away from the ride area (you know the areas you walk through when you get off a ride, where the metal poles and/or ropes usually guide you to the exit), and then I saw Rickey Medlocke standing there, with his arms crossed, looking as if he was waiting for somebody (probably Johnny). I walked up and leaned against him and looked from side to side then whispered, "Heh..... Hey. Goin' my way?", and he looked at me with total disinterest and said, "No.", then continued looking for Johnny. Omg. Rickey blew me off! Later on in the dream, I was walking with my friend (I have no idea who it was), and we saw Rickey and Ean Evans standing behind a counter...... making popcorn. I mean, they were all dressed up like the guys you'd see making popcorn at the old movie theaters or carnivals or something, with the chef-type hats on and the red-and-white-striped aprons. Then they started arguing, I think about whether they were making the popcorn correctly or putting enough butter in it, and I remarked to my friend something about it serving them right for Rickey ignoring me like that.

That's the last I remember of it. When I woke up, I was in....awe. It's quite normal for me to have strange dreams, but this one was....wow. I was thinking about it this afternoon and started grinning, and I said to Dad, "Heh...I um....had an interesting dream last night.", and he said, "Well, by the way you said that, let me guess that Medlocke was in it.", "Yeah but he blew me off!!", "..........HAA! HAHAHAA."

He laughed at me. Laughed at me! And when I told him the rest of it, he just stood there with the usual look of wonder that accompanies his face while he wonders how I remember so much detail from dreams...

One more thing I have to say: I'm sad to say that my grandfather passed away while we were in Israel. We knew it was coming, but we were hoping he'd hold out until we got home. They had his funeral three days before we got back. I'm sure he'd have wanted us to stay in Israel like we did. He had known we were there and was very excited for us - he'd been there a couple times himself and loved it! We'll visit his grave sometime soon. And on top of that, Gary, my Chia Pet also died. I knew he wouldn't last much longer either, but again, I was hoping he'd hold out until I got home! (I don't intend for this to sound like a joke on my grandpa). Poor Gary, I'll have to grow him again. My uncle was taking care of him and said he was just getting really long, then it became too much weight for him and just started falling off. Apparently there's a few "hairs" still left growing on his butt, but the rest is dead.

That is all. Next posts will be about the trip, day by day!
 


posted by: Darwyn (reply)
post date: 06.19.06 (2:14 pm)

Honey, good to have you back. Glad you had a good time. Of course Johnny uses conditioner. There's no other way to deal with the tangles. Sorry Medlocke blew you off but you know how it is in dreams, when you really want it, you either wake up as you're about to get it or it eludes you.



posted by: Kelly (reply)
post date: 06.19.06 (3:44 pm)

Hi Mal!

I'm glad you had a great time in Israel! I'm looking forward to seeing the pics! :D

I'm so sorry to hear about your Grandfather :(

Love,
~* Kelly



posted by: aesav23 (reply)
post date: 06.19.06 (5:42 pm)

No Rickey and you're sickEy. :o(

However, the bit about the JP ride being so realistic is really funny. It's totally acceptable that a T-rex eats people 'coz, hey... it's just a ride! LOL

Again, my condolences to Paddy.



posted by: dustyjumpwings (reply)
post date: 06.19.06 (6:17 pm)

Reply to: Darwyn

I've got to find out what conditioner he's got then.

Isn't that always the way? Well actually... it didn't end short in the Blue Museum dream... LOL.



posted by: dustyjumpwings (reply)
post date: 06.19.06 (6:18 pm)

Reply to: Kelly

Thank you Kelly! :o) And, it might be a while before the pics are up. I still don't know what I'm gonng do with them. There's too many to put on D&D, but I don't know which online photo album service would be best!



posted by: dustyjumpwings (reply)
post date: 06.19.06 (6:21 pm)

Reply to: aesav23

I'm sickEy :o/ We're pretty sure I have a stomach virus, arrrrrgh.

It's only a ride, therefore people may be killed and it's perfectly all right.

Thanks AE!! :D



posted by: PiccadillyCommando (reply)
post date: 06.20.06 (8:21 am)

BACK! GUESS WHO'S BACK indeed!
It's like you've never been away - RickEy dreams, JP, poop-stories with abit of travel thrown in!

PC.



posted by: dustyjumpwings (reply)
post date: 06.20.06 (9:06 am)

Reply to: PiccadillyCommando

"with a bit of travel thrown in" LOL!!

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