|Who you gonna call?
||[Mar. 18th, 2005|06:51 am]
So I dreamed I was a Ghostbuster, and me and the rest were running around NYC chasing these ghosts that were posessing cars, trucks, and other motor vehicles, and growing 50 times their size. Picture huge angry cars chasing people around. Standard monster movie stuff.|
So I ducked into a music store for a moment, and started shopping for music, ignoring the pandemonium outside. A Monty Pythonesque exchange with the sales clerk resulted, wherein the store failed to have absolutely anything I asked for, while the sounds of people being pounced and squashed by big angry cars continued to drift in from outside.