Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
Have any of you ever had ALFA-related dreams? I have...last night, and I am here to tell you about my ALFA dream. Yay for you!
It all began at the airport. There I was, along with my mother, picking up a group of ALFA's Swedes. The Swedes were arriving to come to the metal festival that was to take place in my home town.
I am not much of a metal fan, but I was excited for this festival, and so were the Swedes. Into my mother's minivan we all piled. The minivan was a Ford Aerostar, tan and beige, just like the minivan of my childhood. The Swedes, three of them, and myself all sat in the rear of the minivan as my mother drove us to the metal festival.
On the way to the festival, I realized that I was late for my martial arts class. Upon arriving at the school, the instructor was que angery at me for missing the entire class by 15 minutes. The little kiddies in the following class were already beginning to line up for warmup exercise as the master screamed at me. Luckily, the Swedes were able to somehow settle him down by explaining that there was a 6 hour time difference in Sweden. So on we continued, in the minivan, to the metal festival.
Upon arriving at the spot of the festival - a field across the road from the shopping center with the Chuck-E-Cheese - we were disappointed to find out that the festival did not begin until 8:15 (I remember 8:15 vividly). I am uncertain of what time it was, but it was sometime mid-day as the sun was high in the sky. Much to our surprise, we found that there was entertainment in the meantime while the metal festival was set up. A band was playing, and that band was Boom's.
The Swedes were all really into boom's band, but I thought it was horrible. It was some sort of hipster-esque mariachi band (no idea). Boom was the front man of the band, and he was wearing a suit and tie much like the self photo he posted in chat the other day (I think the image haunts me, ha ha). As I said, I was not at all into the band, but it was about this point when I realized the bassist of his band was checking me out. I couldnt help but notice she wouldnt take her eyes off me. I am not certain who this woman was, but her face was, and is, familiar to me; I can still picture it in my head as I am typing this.
The next thing I remember is boom's band, the swedes, and myself sitting on a patchwork blanket similar to the one my friends and I used to set up as wed picnic and go swimming in the river during the summertime in high school. I came to the realization that this bassist in boom's band was now stalking me. As we sat on the blanket, she was constantly touching and rubbing against me, along with putting her face close to mine in an attempt to have me lean in for a kiss. I did not want to kiss this chick because I knew at this point that she was stalking me. She kept prodding me with questions about where I lived and why I left the area; I got the feeling that she knew me. To further complicate matters, the band that was now playing had a cute little blonde I used to know singing, and it was her attention I wanted.
At this point, the cute blonde and her band had ended its playing and were now sitting on the patchwork blanket. As I tried to have a conversation with her, my stalker kept interfering with the constant touching and rubbing. Que frustrated at this point, the three of us - myself, the blonde, and the stalker - got up to walk to concessions. As we were walking, the stalker kept trying to lock her arm in mine, but I repeatedly rebuffed her advances. It was at this point I realized that I was married, and I was wearing a wedding ring. I told the stalker that I was married, but it did not seem to phase her. I remember we all bought soft pretzels, but then the dream sorta changed.
All of a sudden, I found myself in the old Jeep that my father and had completely rebuilt and restored (I loved that thing!). Sitting next to me was the blonde, and crammed in the back seat were the three Swedes (but not boom) I had originally picked up from the airport. We were navigating a series of one way streets as the stalker chick was trying to find us in her car. We managed to elude my stalker, and found ourselves on the beltway around the city. At this point, I was feeling guilty as I had this blonde in my passenger seat and I was married. I remember telling her that I was married, and she responded that she knew. Then I apologized to the Swedes for missing the concert.
This is when the dream sort of gets fuzzy. I know some other things happened, but I cannot remember what.
Anyway, have any of you people had any nice dreams about ALFA? I think this is a sign that I spend way too much time here. ha ha.
And boom, your band is terrible. If you decide to tour over here, Ill come and see ya, but please dont bring that stalker bassist with you!
Fin.
It all began at the airport. There I was, along with my mother, picking up a group of ALFA's Swedes. The Swedes were arriving to come to the metal festival that was to take place in my home town.
I am not much of a metal fan, but I was excited for this festival, and so were the Swedes. Into my mother's minivan we all piled. The minivan was a Ford Aerostar, tan and beige, just like the minivan of my childhood. The Swedes, three of them, and myself all sat in the rear of the minivan as my mother drove us to the metal festival.
On the way to the festival, I realized that I was late for my martial arts class. Upon arriving at the school, the instructor was que angery at me for missing the entire class by 15 minutes. The little kiddies in the following class were already beginning to line up for warmup exercise as the master screamed at me. Luckily, the Swedes were able to somehow settle him down by explaining that there was a 6 hour time difference in Sweden. So on we continued, in the minivan, to the metal festival.
Upon arriving at the spot of the festival - a field across the road from the shopping center with the Chuck-E-Cheese - we were disappointed to find out that the festival did not begin until 8:15 (I remember 8:15 vividly). I am uncertain of what time it was, but it was sometime mid-day as the sun was high in the sky. Much to our surprise, we found that there was entertainment in the meantime while the metal festival was set up. A band was playing, and that band was Boom's.
The Swedes were all really into boom's band, but I thought it was horrible. It was some sort of hipster-esque mariachi band (no idea). Boom was the front man of the band, and he was wearing a suit and tie much like the self photo he posted in chat the other day (I think the image haunts me, ha ha). As I said, I was not at all into the band, but it was about this point when I realized the bassist of his band was checking me out. I couldnt help but notice she wouldnt take her eyes off me. I am not certain who this woman was, but her face was, and is, familiar to me; I can still picture it in my head as I am typing this.
The next thing I remember is boom's band, the swedes, and myself sitting on a patchwork blanket similar to the one my friends and I used to set up as wed picnic and go swimming in the river during the summertime in high school. I came to the realization that this bassist in boom's band was now stalking me. As we sat on the blanket, she was constantly touching and rubbing against me, along with putting her face close to mine in an attempt to have me lean in for a kiss. I did not want to kiss this chick because I knew at this point that she was stalking me. She kept prodding me with questions about where I lived and why I left the area; I got the feeling that she knew me. To further complicate matters, the band that was now playing had a cute little blonde I used to know singing, and it was her attention I wanted.
At this point, the cute blonde and her band had ended its playing and were now sitting on the patchwork blanket. As I tried to have a conversation with her, my stalker kept interfering with the constant touching and rubbing. Que frustrated at this point, the three of us - myself, the blonde, and the stalker - got up to walk to concessions. As we were walking, the stalker kept trying to lock her arm in mine, but I repeatedly rebuffed her advances. It was at this point I realized that I was married, and I was wearing a wedding ring. I told the stalker that I was married, but it did not seem to phase her. I remember we all bought soft pretzels, but then the dream sorta changed.
All of a sudden, I found myself in the old Jeep that my father and had completely rebuilt and restored (I loved that thing!). Sitting next to me was the blonde, and crammed in the back seat were the three Swedes (but not boom) I had originally picked up from the airport. We were navigating a series of one way streets as the stalker chick was trying to find us in her car. We managed to elude my stalker, and found ourselves on the beltway around the city. At this point, I was feeling guilty as I had this blonde in my passenger seat and I was married. I remember telling her that I was married, and she responded that she knew. Then I apologized to the Swedes for missing the concert.
This is when the dream sort of gets fuzzy. I know some other things happened, but I cannot remember what.
Anyway, have any of you people had any nice dreams about ALFA? I think this is a sign that I spend way too much time here. ha ha.
And boom, your band is terrible. If you decide to tour over here, Ill come and see ya, but please dont bring that stalker bassist with you!
Fin.
Heero just pawn in game of life.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
Re: Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
I am glad I have documented this. I always feel like I should document my dreams more often.
Heero just pawn in game of life.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
Re: Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
FU, my hipster matriarch band rocks!
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The opposite of idealistic is pragmatic, a word that describes a philosophy of "doing what works best."
From Greek pragma "deed," the word has historically described philosophers and politicians who were
concerned more with real-world application of ideas than with abstract notions. A pragmatic person
is sensible, grounded, and practical.
The opposite of idealistic is pragmatic, a word that describes a philosophy of "doing what works best."
From Greek pragma "deed," the word has historically described philosophers and politicians who were
concerned more with real-world application of ideas than with abstract notions. A pragmatic person
is sensible, grounded, and practical.
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Re: Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
I've had alfa dreams. One included Burt. A couple included affairs with Ava or Wynna and once even Mikayla. Or maybe the affair was with Burt. Hard to keep these things straight during waking hours.
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Re: Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
These is why you should document them for future reference. ha hafluffmonster wrote:I've had alfa dreams. One included Burt. A couple included affairs with Ava or Wynna and once even Mikayla. Or maybe the affair was with Burt. Hard to keep these things straight during waking hours.
Heero just pawn in game of life.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
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Re: Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
Actually he did not document it specifically because Burt was involved.Heero wrote:These is why you should document them for future reference. ha hafluffmonster wrote:I've had alfa dreams. One included Burt. A couple included affairs with Ava or Wynna and once even Mikayla. Or maybe the affair was with Burt. Hard to keep these things straight during waking hours.

Re: Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
Do you mean that because of your dream about Burt it's now hard to stay straight during waking hours?fluffmonster wrote:I've had alfa dreams. One included Burt. A couple included affairs with Ava or Wynna and once even Mikayla. Or maybe the affair was with Burt. Hard to keep these things straight during waking hours.
Jagoff.
Re: Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
The problem is that he had such thoughts, and now some "things" can't get "straight" anymore.Burt wrote:Do you mean that because of your dream about Burt it's now hard to stay straight during waking hours?
Burt is the ultimate anaphrodisiac.
Re: Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
I think you missed an 'l' in that word somewhere.Zelknolf wrote:Burt is the ultimate anaphrodisiac.
Jagoff.
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Re: Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
Your surrogate is leaking, dad.Burt wrote:I think you missed an 'l' in that word somewhere.Zelknolf wrote:Burt is the ultimate anaphrodisiac.
Re: Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
Don't come in here.Grand Fromage wrote:Your surrogate is leaking, dad.Burt wrote:I think you missed an 'l' in that word somewhere.Zelknolf wrote:Burt is the ultimate anaphrodisiac.
Jagoff.
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Re: Boom's band sucks, and his bassist is stalking me.
I'm coming in, dad.Burt wrote:Don't come in here.Grand Fromage wrote:Your surrogate is leaking, dad.Burt wrote:I think you missed an 'l' in that word somewhere.Zelknolf wrote:Burt is the ultimate anaphrodisiac.