It started with me on the upper deck of a huge sports bar and the employees were just starting to put a large plastic tarp over the enormous television screen, which indicated that it was probably going to rain soon. The TV must have been at least 10'x10' and with a screen that large I wondered if they had hired someone on JUST to monitor the weather.


I went inside and met a guy sitting on the couch. He was one of these shady, unattractive, unkempt bar slugs who had nothing of value to offer the world and still thought way too highly of himself which is a lethal combination.


Next I found myself in the upstairs room of a large house in the midst of a party but as I sat a the desk it occurred to me that I was at work. A woman came over to the desk and asked if I could print off something from her flash drive (which is quite common) and I explained that we could not do this as per hotel policy but that she was more than welcome to use the business center (which is true).


She proceeded to jam the card into the USB slot and said "See, it works!" and I just lost it. I started screaming as loud as I could and I didn't care what the repercussions might be. "I TOLD you I couldn't do it and yet you insist on doing it anyways? WHO does something like that?!"


I realized that she could still get me in trouble so I offered to take her to the business center in he hopes that she would say "No I'm an adult so I can do this on my own" but of course she didn't because everyone leaves their common sense at home when on vacation.


I walked her through a huge mall full of people and down into the basement and just before we stepped into the business center room I saw Kasia follow us down. The woman and I went into the room and I closed the door behind me and as we started setting the computer up I remembered Kasia was still outside. When I opened the door she was stripped down to her underwear and I was taken back by this. When I turned around the woman was now on a bed with the creepy bar slug and before I knew it Kasia was crawling up near him assuming she had just walked into a pre-planned foursome.


The girl had now taken off her panties and was lying on her stomach giving me a perfect view of her extremely hairy ass (almost werewolf like) and as much as I wanted to bury my face in it I was much too focused on keeping Kasia from handing her goods over to a man who I (and she too if she had spoken even a word to him) had zero respect for.


The party switched to an upper level area that hovered high above a lake and there must have been at least 100 people up there drinking and getting loosened up. Kasia went downstairs to get something so I threw her my pants and the keys fell out and almost fell into the water. Kasia removed all of her clothes before coming back up and I was so happy to see this side of her again as it seems I never do anymore.


I was worried about not having enough booze and then remembered I had a small bottle of rum that Kasia had brought along. This was going to be a good night.

I dreamt about a young boy who walks around his house drawing over the same line he had been doing for years. He was beaten by the police and when I went to interview him he pointed out all of the different layers. "At first I would just cut the walls and then I used chalk and then I used marijuana and now I use blood."


The mom said She was going to clean it up but decided against it.

I was on a road trip with Kasia and my phone constantly running out of power. Early one morning we had stopped on the side of the road and I ran across the street to the supermarket while Kasia waited in the car. I had a coupon for a free carton of cigarettes with the purchase of a carton and the lady helping me seemed confused about how to handle it. I scanned the various brands and decided it best to go with Marlboro reds since they would be the easiest to resell. The saleswoman disappeared and I was left standing there for around (what seemed like) ten minutes before becoming impatient and asking someone else to assist me.

Moments later an old school friend Craig L. approached me wearing the supermarkets uniform and I could tell he recognized me but was too busy to say hello. He looked annoyed and must have felt bad for my situation because he grabbed a large box of cigarettes off the shelf and handed them to me, saying "here, just
take these."

I could immediately tell there were more than 20 packs inside and I blurted out "Are you sure?" but he was gone before I could get an answer. On my way out I noticed that some of the packs were in rough shape and some were even opened with cigarettes falling out of them and I figured this was supposed to be a return box. Plus they were Marlboro Lights (which looked more like Benson & Hedges) so I was worried they would be harder to resell.

Next, we were riding on a little train that ran along a track about 20 feet off the ground. It ran through a forest and along the way we passed some amusement parks and I mentioned how awesome it would be if they were open 24 hours a day. Then it occurred to me that this wouldn't be possible since the animals needed to sleep and then I thought of them trying unsuccessfully to sleep as our train shamelessly roared by.

Eventually I figured out that we were on our way to a Packers game being held at Lambeau Field. I had an extra ticket so I decided to give it to my old workmate Mike C. since he's a big fan and I haven't seen him in ages.

 Before we arrived at the game my entire family stopped off at a shopping mall which had to be accessed by going through an abandoned amusement park and I thought it might be fun to come back and take pics of all the run down amusement parks I had seen that night.

My parents went into the store while my sister and I stayed near the entrance and played vintage arcade games. One of them involved a wheel that spun around with paint stir sticks attached to it. Each stick had
a number written on it and the object was to punch off the sticks with matching numbers until all pairs were knocked off the wheel. When we got into the store I saw dad chasing around a giant squid and he was so annoyed that he couldn't catch it. It was twice the size of him but it didn't seem to deter him. Finally, one of the workers caught it and brought it over to a large pool where he seemed to enjoy
himself. He was making noises like a dolphin and his eyes were wide and smiling and no one had the heart to tell him that this pool would eventually heat up to a boiling point where he would be cooked and
eaten.

It was beautifully sad and the store employee and I stood filming it on our iphones until my phone went dead.

I was living in a huge house that was set up in a hotel fashion where each floor consisted of a long hallway full of rooms with stairs on each end that lead all the way downstairs. I was living with a few other people who had survived the zombie attacks and by now we were all pros at protecting ourselves.

The house lay on a few hundred acres of land with a run down set of carnival rides at the bottom of the hill that the previous owners had built and never took down.

At one point we had placed an ad for a handyman and since the entire town knew about our zombie issue it wasn't long before we had a line of people outside of our door all looking to become the newest member of the freak show house. I had to address them all and explain that we were looking for someone who not only could protect themselves against the zombies bit who actually had maintenance experience.

I explained that they would begin with a test: they had to go up one set of stairs and come down the other without being bitten by the zombies and only then would they be considered for the job.

Outside me and another kid (an effeminate teenager with blonde hair named Clint) had discovered an old Greek plaque that showed two slaves at the ends of two ropes that were attached to a cart, and this gave Clint the idea that we could chain both of the zombies up in the yard and use them to do something for us, but I woke up before he told me what it was they would do.

I was living with my cousin JJ and I had awoke in the middle of the night to go to bathroom. I knew I was starting a new job in the morning but I wasn't sure what time I started so I called the number on the employment contract. My old co-worker Rob Johnson answered the phone and he  reassured me all teachers start at 10am. I hung up the phone and started cleaning the counter, content with knowing that I was a clean person to live with.

I went into the kitchen to look over the employment contract again and at the top of the page it displayed my fate: Youth Gym Teacher. On the line below it showed three different salaries that totaled $31,500. Suddenly it occurred to me that this was only 1/3 of my current income and I started freaking out. I started to wonder if It was too late to get my job back at the hotel but I knew it wouldn't be the same because now I'd be at the bottom of seniority and I'd be working nights, weekends, etc. I also realized I was going to school and wondered if I would be reimbursed now that I quit halfway through the year to become a teacher there.

When I woke up the next morning I was living with my old friend John Milton and his girlfriend. I was changing into a new pair of shorts and my pockets were full of random junk. John had offered to lend me a duffel bag so I had a place to store all of the things in my pockets I wouldn't need.

As I left for work I said goodbye to to another old friend Joe Ruskiewicz and I promised him we'd hang out after I got out of work.

When I got outside I headed up the hill to go to school and all of Kasia's coworkers were walking amongst me as this was the same route to the museum. On the other side of the hill there was a city called Janel or Tracy and the entire city was a small model (much like a toy train village) and I felt like Godzilla as I walked through, trying my hardest not to crush the homes and businesses beneath me. The last thing I recall thinking is how I wished I knew about this town when my parents were here because I knew they'd get a kick out of it.