Double dreams, triple annoyance

I had two strange dreams last night and I actually remembered some of them.  The first one involved me having to do a number two really bad.   I was outside somewhere, it kind of seemed like a campground in the woods.  The only bathrooms were in an outside stand alone building so I quickly headed towards it.  However as I walked quickly towards the building there were many others also filing in the same direction, evidently all needing to lighten the load as well.

  As I got close I saw an odd sight.  There was what equated to a bathroom traffic cop in front of the building directing people to stand in line and then he would direct you to an open stall as they came available.  I remember standing in line and hearing the sounds and smelling the smells of a bunch of men relieving themselves, it was disgusting.  However my disgust soon turned to anger as I realized that this bathroom guard was skipping people in line and I was one of those skipped.  I was very angry but had to go to the bathroom so badly that it eventually blocked out the anger.  Finally I got to enter a stall.  As I passed the toilet cop I gave him a seriously dirty stare.  No, I didn’t shit the bed.

The second dream was equally odd.  I was in a mall, walking around.  As I walked by a chubby kid, maybe 14 or so, I felt some water hit me in the face.  I figured it was some sort of fluke.  Well I passed the kid again and again I got wet but this time I saw him flick water at me.  My cork popped and I spin around, grab the kid’s shirt with both of my fists and start pushing him backwards while I verbally lashed him for doing something so stupid.  Then all of a sudden a woman grabs me by my arm and starts yelling at me about grabbing her kid.  I yell at the woman, screaming about her idiotic kid flicking water at me.  Then I get even angrier as the woman continues to hold onto my arm.

I tell her angrily to get her hand off of me.  She doesn’t comply, I say it again, this time yelling it and at the same time I rip my arm out of her grasp. Then her husband, the fat kid’s father, starts attacking me.  His attacks take me by surprise and I just cover up to shield myself from the non-stop barrage of punches coming at me.  Eventually he tires of beating on me and starts to walk away.  As he does, the girlfriend/wife of one of my friends comes running up to the scene.  As she approaches, the guy makes a comment about her being a “dog”.  Well once he said that, it turned me into a madman.  I instantly start sprinting after the guy threatening his life.  He sees the rage on my face and starts running away.  During the chase, somehow my buddy magically appeared and was helping me chase down this ass.  We lost him in the mall crowd but kept going into various stores trying to find him so I could relieve my anger on his face.  We looked and looked but had no luck.  But then I spotted him behind the counter of a large store, working as a clerk, name tag and everything.  I remember thinking it would be tough to engage him in that environment.  End of dream.

The ride home last night was very annoying, case number 1.  I stop for gas at a BP station to fill up the truck.  It is a new station, only open for maybe 6 months or so.  As I get out my ears are blasted with loud mexican music, really loud.  I figure one of the several cars/trucks around has a mexican in it that thinks nothing of blaring his music.  As I start filling the truck I look around to try to figure out which moron is doing this.  I soon realize the sound is coming from above me slightly, it is being piped out through the stores PA system!  This really annoyed me.  I mean WTF, this isn’t Mexico, why are they piping a Mexican radio station out there???  It really irked me.    

Ok case number two.  As I am driving home, I am behind a late model Mercury.  I see the driver side window go down and some sort of plastic wrapper go out the window.  Then seconds later another, bigger piece comes out and actually wraps itself around the antenna of my truck.   I am livid.  I am running the possibility through my head of getting out when we hit a stoplight, walking up with the discarded wrapper and knocking on the window and throwing it back at them.  However I realized by the casual observer, this could make me look like the crazy one.  As I drove behind this asshole I realized it was a young girl, ear planted on her cellphone and what she threw out was the wrapper to her cigarette pack.  I had to settle with shooting her a dirty look that she never received because she was too buried in her cell phone conversation.  I should have yelled something at least.

The final episode in the triple header of annoyance was the flyer that was tucked under the flag on our mailbox.  As I unfolded it and read it, I felt my blood pressure rise again.  It was a notice about a meeting that was happening last night at 5:30.  The meeting was about a proposed expansion of the mining operation that is right by us.  Evidently some motivated neighbor put these on people’s mailboxes to get bodies at the meeting to oppose it.  The neighbor added some footnotes, outlining the proposed expansion.  The mining company wants greatly expand the area they mine and in conjunction increase the number of dynamite blasts they do from 6 to 8 per month to 18 per month.  This also will bring an even larger fleet of dump trucks into the area as well as further adversely affecting aquifer that we pull water from and the environment around it.

The first bullshit part of this is the time of the meeting itself.  Scheduling a meeting at 5:30 is a sure way to make it lowly attended since NOBODY that works a normal job and lives out there is home by 5:30.   It was 5:50 when I was angrily reviewing the bulletin.  The concept that the county commissioners would even consider allowing the mining company to expand operations when it is next door to around 250 homes seems ludicrous. 

So now I have a new crusade.  The county commissioners, the newspaper and the mining company itself will be receiving letters outlining my thoughts on this issue.  Instead of designating another remote area of the county, not next to residential housing for mining, the band-aid approach is to allow the existing mine to dig deeper and bigger, in the process rocking houses with mini-earth quakes several times a month.  My house is already riddled with numerous hairline cracks, 18 blasts a month will only throw gas on the fire. 

F’in jerks.

While I am on an annoying rant, Amber from Big Brother 8 is the most annoying person on the cast bar none.  She may be the most annoying person I have ever seen on BB.  Her constant crying and constant one on one talks with God are driving me crazy.  Last night she said God told her that she would win the power of veto.  When she didn’t win it she just was floored and bawling uncontrollably.  How could this be? God told her she would win!  I have news for Amber.  I don’t think God give two shits about her performance in veto competitions.  Just look at this loon….

She almost seems as crazy as this guy.