Ever dream about TTers?

“Oh Bearmagnet, I've already tried lesbian sex. Nice try though. ;)”

“"tried" and failed? See, that's where I come in.........as your guide. I have references.”

“WHAT, Sass has tried lesbian sex!! did everyone hear that? :-D”

“ohhhhh look, Lyra's excited now. Y'all need to have a slumber party at my place.”

“sometimes I dream about matt the backpacker.”

“Yes, the other night I dreamed that I was in Hollywood movie. And I was the star of that movie. And there were girls. All kinds of beautiful TT girls. But, that only lasted seconds. Maple came in and beat them all like Sauron slaying armies on the battlefield! Then, I was alone. Yes, all alone. But, there. There in one corner, huddled up like the man off the cover of the Aqualung album, was Bearmagnet. He was propositioning every female that walked by. Actually, they floated by and were transparent. None took any notice of him. It was probably because they were transparent. Or maybe because he was waving a giant, smelly fish at them. I could not believe my eyes.

I looked to my left. There was Pedxing, somehow explaining all of this and somehow making sense of it! But, I could no longer hear him. He was drowned out by the sound of Gemini, stomping around with a coffee mug in her hand, yelling at everyone to get out of bed. "It's 4:30 in the freakin' morning! What the hell is wrong with all of you? Do you want to waste the whole day?" She vanished. All except for the mug. I figured there was some significance to that, but couldn't figure out what.

Behind me, I heard the voice of the Bitpusher. "Crap!" "Anybody want some crap?" "We are pushing crap today." I am the foremost purveyor of crap in this dream, people!" Just as I looked his way, he reached out to me and then, the giant Monty Python foot came down and crushed him like a grape. To the right of me was Stovestomper and Nigal, blaming all that happened on the liberals. "Damned libs! They can even f_ck up a dream!" But, Violin typed something into his computer and "whoosh", they vanished faster than booze at a TT campfire!

I screamed at the top of my lungs! "What's it all mean", I said. Lyra told me to eat it!

And then I woke up...


(Part II coming to a theater near you)
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“HaHaHaHa@Treebeard!”

“Hey, Gem! Maybe we can fit the egg carton incident in Part II!”

“Is that you under the big toe? :)”

“What's left of me, anyway...”

“hahahaha the egg carton with the eggs that wasn't. oh pleaze...continue...I need a good laugh.”

“"To the right of me was Stovestomper and Nigal, blaming all that happened on the liberals."

Waaaaayyyy to the right of you. LOL!”

“There I was, under a waterfall in Ithaca. Except I wasn't getting wet. Everyone around me was getting wet somehow and they were out of the water. Bearmagnet said that I needed some loving and tried to sell me some smelly oils. But, before I could tell him that I didn't want his loving, he was whisked away by Matt, the Webmaster, wearing a Keystone Kops outfit and beating him on the head with a bendable, rubber club.

I watched them run away, taking awkward Charlie Chaplin like steps as they sped away. Shaking my head, I turned towards the vista that lay out to my right and realized I was on the edge of a cliff. Stopping short, I saw CMB, Spirit Coyote and Stikmon there, yelling at me. "Kar Kamper! Whatsamatter? Can't take a little 3,000 foot cliff, ya wuss?" I looked at them with eyes wider than a 13 year old at a nudist camp. Just then, SC pushed me off the cliff. "Whoooooooooaaaaaaaaa, Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!" I screamed!

But, I made a soft landing in a sea of egg shells. Gem was back yelling at me. "Can't make an omelet out of that? Moohaahaahaa!" And she hopped in her VW and screamed away down the Autobahn...

I found myself out on this road. Nearby was Manuka, firing his pistol in the air and singing, Hare Krishna, POW! hare Krishna, POW! The only thing was, each time he shot his gun, it unleashed a flag that said, BANG!

Well, I was flabergasted. How was I going to get out of this one?

Stay tuned for another installment of Treebeard's 115th Dream!”

“You know, this is the kind of thread Buddha Bear used to have so much fun with.”

“Buddha Bear dreams about me too.”

“Now you're worrying me, HPM.”

“I hope he doesn't mistake me for you too.”

“With nowhere to turn, I wandered through the forest, following a sign that said, "Pine Barrens Shelter, if you lived here, you'd be home by now." I entered the shelter, which was nothing more than a huge orange tent, big enough to hold about 20. It sported a sign on the front that said, "Mark-O's Joint. Beware of conservatives." Off in one corner was Ruby, dressed in Chinese garb, and taking all these varieties of tea and putting them into the giant paper that came with the Cheech and Chong album and rolling it up.

Birch was off in another corner berating a man who looked like Dr. Atkins. "You're a fraud! You're whole schtick is a fad, ya quack! Besides, you're dead! What kind of an example are you for your followers?" Sass just sat nearby shaking her head and rolling her eyes.

Scorchfire was there, too. Except her knees were literally expanding as I observed her. They swelled to the size of round watermelons. "I'm not bailing on this one", she said. "Besides there's someone else who has knobbier knees than I do", she said as Batman Luke picked her up like a sack of laundry and carried her out of the tent. Who could she be talking about, I thought?

Then, I found out! I looked over and saw the most sickening sight of all. Wounded Knee was unrolling a bandage from each leg. Once it was gone, he revealed what was under. He had no knees! They were replaced with sliced pot roast, mashed potatoes and knee gravy. I had to leave...

So, where will my next installment take me? Stay tuned and find out!
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“LMAO!!!!


I came here to report the dream I had last night where I visited Isle Royale.

But Tree's is much much better.



Anyone seen my Cheech and Chong album?”

“"Ear ache my eye!"”

“treebeard's on crack!”

“who's”

“Whoo Hoo! I made it into the dream.”

“Just when I thought I had had enough of ugly body parts...

...I look up and all I hear is, "Hey Tree!" Capn Bobo just mooned me! I shake my clenched fist at the heavens and swore I would find a way out of here. I start walking and pass a familiar face. It's Crash Bang! He's saying, "Bzzzz, look at me! I'm a firefly" over and over again. I tell him that all the other fireflies just took off in that direction (pointing my finger east) and he flaps his arms like he wants to take off and prances away down the trail. "Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz. I'm a firefly," as his voice trails off.

As I start walking, my foot gets snared in a noose-like rope hidden in the leaves and my whole body gets lifted upside down over a tree branch. "Gotcha"! The voice belonged to bbw, who's disappointment showed when he said he wasn't expecting me, but was looking to snag some "alternative lifestyle" males, so he turned me loose. I suggested a truckstop and he ran off faster than a teenager going out with his buds after dinner at home. "Hey, you forgot to cut me down", I said. But, he was gone. Oh, well. This is going to hurt, but I took out my pocket knife and cut the rope, landing on my head.

When I came to, I wasn't in the forest anymore. I was in Madison Square Garden, on the ice during a hockey game. There were all these big guys skating all around me. I shouted, "I thought you were all on strike! What are you doing here?" I didn't get an answer, but Geobeet was in the stands and yelled at me to get the hell off the ice. I looked at him with a surprised glare when, out of nowhere, Tango came along on skates and checked me into the boards. She then started punching me and everyone's gloves fell on the ice and a brawl erupted. I slithered away while the fracas was going on.

Be sure to check in and see what happens outside the Garden in our next installment of Tree's 115th Dream!”

“Sometimes I dream of TT's while catching ZZ's.”

“Last night I dreamt that I went on a bp trip with some people and there were three hikers I haven't met yet. I can't remember now who two of them were. (But they were pretty cool and from TT).

But the third guy...He and I had a little conversation. He was very nice, kind of quiet. We chatted a bit, and then I mentioned TT and had he ever heard of it?

He just smiled and said, "Yep. I've posted a time or two."

I introduced myself and asked him his name.

He said it was Matt.


LOL”

“I was the cool one ;~)”

“too funny, rubes!”

“Too funny. I forgot Sass started this thread.


God knows what the heck is going on in my head at night.


It was a simple going from point A to point B dream.


But then it turned into a trip to an Adventure race.


Somehow Birch Sass and I were loading mtn bikes into the back of my Subaru wagon (we had to take the front tires off, but otherwise 3 or 4 bikes fit just fine (in my dream).

My kids were along . .. I think my wife was in the passenger seat.


When I turned around both kids and Birch and Sass . .and maybe someone else were in the back seat.


I pulled their images right from pictures that have been posted.

I think Sass was wearing a bike helmet. I was calling her Joy . ..and was making some pun about Joy because there was someone else named Joy there .. .or something.


I couldn't remember Birch's real name for the life of me . .. so called him Birch (sorry Joe).


Then I woke up . . .remembered his name. Laughed. And went back to sleep.





I think I spend too much time on here.”

“In the interest of full disclosure.


I, of course, have never met anyone on this website .. . let alone folks several states away.


Kooky kooky.”

“Hey I had the same dream, except you looked just like Bitpusher and kept telling me you were lee! Lol, just kidding.”

“I found out this weekend that not all dreams about Tters are funny or good. I had one of the absolute worst nightmares Saturday night. It was kind of one of those dreams where you’re in a movie.

I dreamed that I was riding in a car with one of Birch’s friends. I had never met him and didn’t know what he looked like so he looked like a friend of mine from high school but he was Birch’s friend. He was telling me about how he and birch built a car from the ground up, piece by piece. We were driving to meet Birch and his wife. I assumed the wife was Sass but she looked like an actress I’ve seen. We meet up with them and Birch and friend drive off to do something or other. Birch’s wife says, “Oh those dumbasses forgot the keys.”. So we jump in her car and took off to catch up to them. In an instant the car is going like 200 MPH and we hit a tree that is beside a barn head on. Everything goes black.

Suddenly I am standing in the dark barn with Birch’s wife. She is standing by the window and blue moonlight is shining on her. I said, “What’s going on? This barn was trashed in the crash.”. She tells me it is in the future and the barn has been fixed. I start thinking, “Future? Uh oh…we’re dead.”.

Suddenly I am standing in the corner of Birch’s back yard. He is standing in the middle of the yard and is inconsolably stricken with grief. I ask what’s going on and a voice tells me I lived but she died. I can’t believe it! I start screaming, “Why did she die? Why didn’t I die and she live!!??”. And there are all these artists sitting around Birch in a circle making these dark, depressing paintings. They are capturing Birch’s sorry and grief on canvas. Oddly one of the artists is Vin Diesel. ???

This is when I wake up feeling a sadness I have rarely felt in my life. It was so real and sad that even after I realized it was a dream all I wanted to do was lay there and sob. Even now it’s still kind of upsetting and creepy.”

“Nigal - report to the W never did drugs thread!”

“Wow, Nigal, that dream is pretty spooky...”

“Nigal, has something you care about very deeply (like a job, a home, some situation, not necessarily a person) "died" lately? Maybe your unconscious is mourning the loss of something important to you. The people in your dream may simply represent things that are close to you and/or greatly respect. Like Sass, I know you like her and all, so maybe that means something that is important in your life can no longer happen.


Does that make sense?”

“No Smiley. Nothing like that. Most times I have a strange dream I can nail down why I had it. Like a trigger or something. This was right out of the blue.”

“Nigal you freak! lol, just kidding. Dreams are weird stuff. Sometimes I wonder if there's actually no meaning to them at all but maybe they are simply an oppertunity for your mind and emotions to relax and wander where they please.”

“Well, sometimes the main crux of a dream can be the simplest things. Like maybe it was an unconscious observation about your driving? LOL!”

“shad up!
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“I am still not Bitpusher and Bitpusher is still not me.

Treebait is much relieved at this news.”

“I haven't remembered a dream since that one.”

“My wife is pretty happy about that too, HPM.

Well, I assume she is, anyway...”

“I dunno.
I'm a pretty good catch.


Well, I think so anyway.....maybe ....sorta....kinda...ummmm


nevermind.”

“My wife is pretty happy about that too, HPM.

Well, I assume she is, anyway...”
bitpusher
11:38:52 AM
2/21/05

hummmmmm - Bitpusher's wife reading Trailtalk - now that would be a hoot - BP you should get her setup here - I think she would really enjoy it - I know we would !!!”

“your dream means you should come to TN and go hiking.”

“Um...no. lol...

She is terrified of the computer and spends as little time as possible on it.”

“Were you ill?

I contracted a nasty virus that kept me in bed --alone--on Sunday morning. I slept on-again-off-again. I had this horrible dream about my least appreciated holiday.”

“I read somewere that if you dream of a person dying, it's good luck for that person. Who knows, weird dream though, and nice account Nigil.”

““Were you ill?"

No but I was very tired and I did take a Tylonal PM to help me sleep and help my sinuses. I do find the deeper I sleep (REM stage) the more I dream and the longer they are. When I take valarian root I have some wicked dreams because I sleep so deep. I was equally tired last night and slept real deep and had freaky dreams.”