This morning my dreaming was a superhero story.
There was a super villain who controlled ants. This man had infiltrated my house. (Nothing like my house in real life. More like a Wadestown cottage with lovely trees and afternoon sun.)
He had infiltrated my house and the house of my sidekick (a guy older than me. No-one I know in real life. Useful, smart and practical. Not to say none of the older guys I know aren't any or all of those things, but I did make this guy up.) So he had infiltrared our houses and let in heaps of ants. His plan was to lie in wait for when we got home and set the ants on us.
Somehow we had learned of his plan. We felt very superior for knowing that he was doing it, and that he didn't know what we knew. So, we picked up a fire extinguisher that shot kerosine instead of flame retardant (or maybe my sidekick made that...) and then we surprised him by spraying it all over his ants and then lighting it with a handy match as I said something witty and superherotastic.
Of course, this would have not only burned the ants, but also the villain and our houses, which makes it not that good a plan, but I did wake up before I saw it all the way through, so my brain must have worked that out so it didn't have to come up with a fireproof house explanation.
The ants were amber golden coloured and pretty icky really.
I wonder who my sidekick really is. Did any guys out there who I have never met have a dream remarkably similar to mine last night? That'd be cool. Sudden idea for a comic: a superhero in dreamscape, but a regular person during the day.
Eh, it's probably been done.
Sorry for the excessive comma use in this entry. I just wanted to.
Posted by jenni at May 12, 2004 06:44 PM