strange dream

[sys49152]

Not sure if it was yesterday night or the night before, by anyhow, here goes :

I had this dream that I met Cerenunos.  He was riding a cruiser.  Something happened and I needed a lift.  He offered me a ride to the local garage.  I asked him how he was doing, and he said pretty good.  Everything else is kind of fuzzy, but I remember feeling pretty good about the conversation and waking up feeling good.  That's it.

I haven't met Cerenunous and I've never pm'd him, but I thought he was a really great guy from everything I read here.  I don't visit the forum nearly as often as I use to, but I do miss seeing his posts, along with a few others.  I think that's the reason I had the really wierd dream.

Anyhow, where ever he is, I hope he's alright.

[SV Devon]

...and Elton John chimes in....."Can you feel the love tonight...."




















....j/k.. ...but that is really funkin weird.....

[sys49152]

Yeah, tell me about it.. wierd.  I usually don't remember my dreams.  The odd few I do remember are usually pretty dark and depressing.  I remember reading something about him not doing too well.. not sure how serious his illness was, but it didn't sound good.

[Jake D]

I never saw a picture of Cernunos but I imagine that he was an native american dude, real skinny, mid-50's, with mohawk.

Is that what he looks like?

Also, do you remember what state you were in?  My guess was that Cernunos lived in Idaho, but I only have partial confirmation of that based upon his dislike of Napoleon Dynamite.

[Destro]

He's from Tennessee. close to another member on here, yamahonkawazuki.  But his bike was for sale in the for sale section... can't find the post right now, but it was end of summer early fall.

[ashman]

I had a dream the other night and Jim Morrison was there w/ a naked Indian.   
-ash

[Alphamazing]

I had a dream today (taking a nap) that I was shooting a .22 in my back yard at nothing when I wound up shooting a squirrel. I didn't kill it though, and it ended up stumbling up to my deck and lying there wounded. I felt bad, so I wanted to fix the squirrel up, but I was too poor to take it to the vet. I figured I'd try and do it myself. I googled "squirrel surgery" and nothing came up. I was scared at that point, because I would be flying blind while attempting to save this squirrel.

Then my dad called and woke me up.

wtf is with my dream?