Floor of Lethargic Dreams
I was riding with Justin, Darrel and Joe through a modern riding facility in Japan. We were there to claim our place and meet up with Sarge. We found Sarge sitting with a group of street riders, listening to a lecture given by two aliens with enlarged green heads who reminded me of swammies. The aliens were high on terran marijuana, so Darrel sat down for a contact high.
I needed a rim, so we went to the Flatland Store one floor down and they had a red Duralectra rim with my name on it...literally. Tom was running the place and he wouldn't sell it to me because I had a Santiam sticker on my shirt. Martti Kuopa laughed at me when I cried.
Justin ended up on the turntables trying to work the croud when all of the sudden Sarge stood up and started dancing and screaming lyrics to some korean version of "Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds." Coach started talking to Mike Steingrabber about his socks and seemed to have found a pint of ale, somehwere.
I started to stress about how dirty my bike was and Sarge laughed at me. Then we found that we were going to have to ride next to a pool and there was water all over our space.
Well, that is the dream I had...no joke. I don't know what it is about Joe's place, but I usually have some fucked up vivid dream. All I can say is...trippy.
~J