Bizarre dream I had last night...

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Last night I had a really bizarre dream. I was going to buy a new XDm, and some guy I lived kind of near said he had one for sale. When I went to look at it, I realized instantly that it was not the gun I had in mind. Upon further inspection, I realized it was a revolver with one of those giant target grips that had a semi-auto slide put on over the barrel and cylinder (to make it even wierder, it was a stainless revolver and a black slide).

Now, I didn't shoot or load it in the dream, so I can't tell you how it worked, but it of course got me thinking how it would.

FWIW, I normally have really wierd dreams (this actually doesn't even budge the needle compared to some of mine), but its the first really wierd firearm I've seen in one.
 
Lol @ gbran.

Actually, the part that makes my dreams weirder is that I don't drink or do drugs.
 
A few weeks before I attended the Gun Blogger Rendezvous in Reno, I had a strange and vivid dream in which I was staying at a hotel/casino somewhere in Nevada (not necessarily Reno), and a hotel employee invited me to enjoy the view from the roof. He proceeded to point out a rooftop mechanical, perhaps a chiller or something and said, "it's malfunctioning, but I'm going to fix it." Problem is, his idea of fixing it was to shoot it with a shotgun. It exploded into flames, starting a conflagration that engulfed the hotel within minutes, and I awoke still thinking about how I was going to get out of the place.
Now, in my daily life I wear a shirt and socks to bed. And the pants I wore that day are always hung up over a chair, with keys, wallet, etc still in the pockets.
And at home, I have a maglite on a nighttable, with glow-tape around the shaft to make it easier to see in the dark.
I replicate all of that when I travel, so the only modification to my routine was to take a mental snapshot of where my shoes were before going to sleep, and during my real-life stay in Reno, repeatedly re-review the fire exit map on the back of the door, and sort of mentally line that up with the actual hallway.
No negligent discharges on the roof, no fires. Amazing trip, great people, and excellent hotel. :)
 
"Meth is a hell of a drug." -Lois Griffin (Gotta get your cartoon quotes correct.)

My advice: No more corn liquor on your ice-cream before bed. (Either that or get rid of the ice-cream, so you won't remember your dreams or even how you got to bed.)
 
I frequently dream of being in a situation where there are firearms, and conflict of some sort.

Without fail, I have no ammo, the wrong ammo, or the firearm ends up shoot bbs or pellets when rocket assisted smart rounds in 40mm would be more helpful.

Always wake up feeling odd after those.
 
Oh, ya want bizarre dreams? Pop a couple of Vicodin before going to bed, that stuff sends me trippin'. One is OK, but two ain't no fun. Not for me anyway. Percocet is even worse. I've got some bad back problems and just had surgery for it, pain-free sleeping is a challenge.
 
My folks always kept the house cold - stingy (parsimonious?) with heat in winter, and blasting the AC in summer. Uncarpeted floors. Guess the habit stayed with me. (and no, I didn't just move out a year ago).
 
"cocaine's one heck of a drug, meg". from family guy:D
I believe it was Rick James who is being misquoted here, from Chapelle's Show.

I gave up on Family Guy a couple years ago, so there might be a similar quote there, too.


And for some really messed up dreams, take whatever the heck they give you in the sand box that supposedly prevents malaria. That stuff gave me some crazy dreams, bad enough to the point I ditched the pills.
 
I occassionally will dream really vivid and way out there dreams, the worst ones are the ones that I continue to dream for a few weeks in a row!

One dream, which was worst, and which I would constantly get was I am driving a bus and the bus is normal width, but we are sitting about 100 feet in the air, and I am trying to go around traffic and corners, looking down and wondering when I am going to tip the thing over! I would wake in a sweat, trying to drive this stupid 100 foot tall BUS!:uhoh:
 
I had a very vivid dream about speaking at my old friends funeral---very real, very clear, even remembered what I had spoke. I debated calling my old buddy, but what was I going to tell him---he being 70 years old but still sharp and sound of mind. Some how I didn't act on it---too bad as that would have been the last time I would have spoken to him. He was my friend for 35-40 years---he died a couple of weeks later and I DID end up speaking in front of all our mutual friends at his memorial---even spoke about much of what I said during the dream...
 
I've had a dream where I was being attacked but the gun in my hand always malfunctioned. It either had a dead trigger that didn't work or went off but didn't even phase who/whatever is attacking me.

It makes me wonder why my subconscious fears a pistol's failure in a defensive situation.
 
Actually, last night I also had a dream about some kind of weird autorevolver.

I almost bought it, except I decided not too because .44 mag is too expensive and I don't reload yet, and because it was a Taurus.

When I went to give it back, it had a fluorescent orange frame.
 
I sometimes have this recurring (But so lucid I remember it) dream where I'm in a shootout and I'm landing hits on the BG, but even after multiple, repeated hits (Including headshots) he fails to go down. After a while, my trigger pull starts getting so heavy that I start using my middle finger to shoot, land solid hits, but he STILL doesn't go down. Funny thing is, all the while I'm shooting him, he's also returning fire, but he misses just high, just 3 o'clock and just 9 o'clock everytime. I finally run out of ammo, he runs out of ammo, we both start hand-to-hand, he decks me, and I wake up sweating. :uhoh:
 
USAF Vet...you got it...Rick James! Funny interview...man he was a mess.

I often have gun related dreams and I'm out of ammo too or can't hit the side of a barn at ten paces. Then there are the ones in which I get shot and wake up from...where are my socks and shirt?! :evil:
 
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USAF Vet...you got it...Rick James! Funny interview...man he was a mess.

I often have gun related dreams and I'm out of ammo too or can't hit the side of a barn at ten paces. Then there are the ones in which I get shot and wake up from...where are my socks and shirt?! :evil:

Having been already partially dressed, I evacuated the building before 99% of the other occupants. I'm waiting outside, ready to hand off some spare clothes... hurry up! It's chilly out here, and hot as heck in there. :)
 
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