I can dream, can’t I?

One of the best gifts I got this last Christmas was super random, totally unexpected, and from a good buddy of mine. It is a dream journal my buddy kept for the last few years.
Let me just say- these dreams are wild, and completely foreign from my dreams. My dreams tend to fall into one of two categories: bizarre and funny, or very obviously my brain working out some sort of insecurities. But these dreams, every one reads like the script of an action movie where my buddy is the hero. They’re amazing. He gave it to me because I said I’d like to try and make a comic out of some of them, so you dear reader have that to look forward too!

driving sleepy



so we drove Diana’s dad to the vancouver airport this morning at 5 AM!  THAT is an early drive, let me tell you. we managed to miss most of the morning commuter traffic. i was quite sleepy for the duration, 100% of my mental capacity was dedicated to not crashing.  it didn’t get quite this bad, but if i hadn’t of been driving with Diana and her dad chatting, i wouldn’t put it outside of the realm of possibility.

I have star trek settlers of catan, and it has inspired many of my recent star trek dreams.