Ok, so I had a really strange dream last night, but figured I would detail it here, just for shits and giggles.
I was working at the bar, and had my drawer of money to turn in. For some reason, the place I was turning it in at, the safe, was located in what looked like some desert town, like in Arizona somewhere, with train tracks. It was located in a valley, surrounded by old, run down old-West looking buildings and dirt roads. In the NE or SW corner of the town, there was my safe. I place my drawer in there.
Then, for some reason, as I place my drawer in there, the money gets knocked out of the drawer. So, I decide to investigate.
It turns out, as usual in dreams, there is a racoon in the safe. He somehow got in there and lives in there and was creating the mischief, knocking loose my the money in my drawer as I put it in the safe. So, we decided to get him out of there.
Now, the cast in this scene is me, my brother Jimmy, my brother Joey and our friend Ryan, who is like another brother. Somehow, we get the racoon to come on out, and we chase it away from the safe, and around the corner back into an area against a part of the hill where there is a corner cut out of the rock. Ryan was continuing to chase the racoon back into the corner and the racoon was getting noticeably perturbed – like they say, don’t corner an animal. I told him to stop and let it go.
Then as I turned, an Asian-looking man, kind of like Odd Job from the James Bond movies, came around asking for directions. We were in the middle of a desolated, abandoned old West town, so how he got there is beyond me. Then again, its a dream.
I suspected he was only trying to get close to us to distract us and take the money out of the safe, as it was still opened and we were only just now getting down with the racoon chase. So, I approached him, and kept him far enough away from the safe, and told him to follow the train tracks back to where he needed to go. (The roads were shaped like a v, coming together at the area of our safe, with another road coming across the apex of the v and some train tracks running parallel to this road.)
For some reason, this Odd Job looking fella got close to the safe and was approaching it as if to take the money. Me, Jimmy and Ryan went to prevent this, with me in the middle and telling Jimmy (on my right) and Ryan (left) to spread out in order to cover the ground in case he tries to nab it and run.
As we approach, for some reason, Odd Job turns and becomes Burt Lancaster – the younger version, from back in the day. He starts mouthing off about taking the money, and grabs a part of a broken handle from an axe. Jimmy approaches him to stop him, and as he does, I grab the other part, near me, that has the axe on it. The handle is yellow – both the piece that Lancaster has and the part I have, with the axe attached, of course.
So, as Jimmy makes his move, Lancaster swings at him and pops him in the head, and somehow this doesn’t affect Jimmy too much, as he grabs on to Lancaster’s left side and wraps him up on his follow through. And as he does this, I take my axe and plop it right into Lancaster’s chest. It is almost like landing it in a tub of butter, it just kind of sits in there, and then I pull out the axe quickly. There is a long, deep slice down the center of Lancaster’s chest (who wasn’t wearing a shirt for some reason, by the way).
After this, we all back up. Lancaster keeps mouthing off, as if he is going to do something and take the money. What a tough guy, huh? So I say, “Burt, you’re already dead. That is, unless we get you to a doctor to patch you up.”
And Burt Lancaster, in self-conscious actor mode, says something about how he is going to split down the middle like in other movies and explode. As he says that, the camera (in my head) converges on his chest wound, and follows the split as it occurs down the middle of his body. Then, Lancaster all of a sudden splits into two and blood falls out of him all over the place – and we avert our eyes at the horror.
Burt Lancaster, thus, was smote.
So, we get the drawer back together, and find a little beaver that also lives inside the safe, which we draw out before putting the money into the safe and locking it up. The beaver was kind of cartoony looking, and attached to Ryan’s leg.
So, what the hell does all that mean? I have no idea. Also, my dreams continued as I started a marketing campaign for TV audio called AAAAAHHHHHH!!!! AH – Audio High Def. The TV, in the ads, was animated and would yell AAAHHHHH!!! I think that is kind of funny…strange, but funny.