For the last week or so all of my dreams have somehow involved people from Queensbury.  Maybe it is because I’m heading home for a week (in a week!), but they’ve been interesting to say the least.

Last night’s dream involved a camping trip.  But it was more like “Going to Camp” than actually camping.  Cabins in the woods and such.  Shane, Reggie, Colin, Yousey (sorry dan, I just struggle to refer to you by your first name for some reason) and even Kevin.  It was bizarre.  We all were sitting around a round table in the main cabin talking about all the things we would do in the woods.  Hiking, boating, and general bullshitting about this and that.

I got up and went to the bathroom, which was on the second floor of the cabin.  It had a bathroom very reminiscent of a bar in Buffalo.  In other words it had trough as the urinals.  No ice though!

On the way back down the maintenance man had removed the bottom half of the stairs and I had to leap to the floor off the second floor.  By the time I got back to the table it had started to get dark outside and it had started raining.  When I sat back down there was about 5 more people sitting with us.  Colin had apparently made friends with some people sitting next to us and pushed the tables together.   There was a crack of lightning outside the cabin and the windows glowed bright for a second.  Shane immediately suggested we go wandering outside in the rainstorm.  No one objected and we got up to go.

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That’s where it ended.  Like I said, I’ve probably had five dreams involving people from Queensbury in the last week.

Just… strange.