eldirector
Grandmaster
I don't remember who posted the "do you rally have the balls to pull the trigger" thread a few days ago, but it must have stuck in my head. I had the strangest dream lat night - one odd enough to still be in my head today.
I only really remember 2 "scenes" from it, so don't know how the whole thing started.
Scene #1
Something happened that ended up with me standing between my wife/daughter and some stereotypical "thug". I don't remember what he looked like, other than he was definitely a thug-ish. He was armed with some sort of pistol down to his side, and must have been demanding my wallet. In the dream, I made the decision to turn my strong side slightly away and act like I was reaching for my wallet as I drew instead.
This part I remember clearly, like I was really there: both pistols came up at the same time, but his just went "click". I must have been imagining the safety on my P22 for his gun, and the hammer fell on the safety rather than the firing pin. His expression turned to shock, and then disappeared behind a cartooney, video-game style set of muzzle flashes from my gun. I think I woke up briefly at this point, because the dream ended there.....
Scene #2
I slept pretty fitfully early this morning. Sometime during all of this the dream picked back up. We must have been on vacation during the this whole thing, because I remember being EXTREMELY worried about spending several days with only a partial magazine! No ammo shops around, I guess. Whatever it was made me paranoid enough to actually drop my magazine this morning and count the rounds. Weird stuff, I tell ya'.
So, anyway...... Thanks INGO for getting in my head! For tonight, can someone post cheerleaders on trampolines, or something equally "pleasant"? I need some good sleep!
I only really remember 2 "scenes" from it, so don't know how the whole thing started.
Scene #1
Something happened that ended up with me standing between my wife/daughter and some stereotypical "thug". I don't remember what he looked like, other than he was definitely a thug-ish. He was armed with some sort of pistol down to his side, and must have been demanding my wallet. In the dream, I made the decision to turn my strong side slightly away and act like I was reaching for my wallet as I drew instead.
This part I remember clearly, like I was really there: both pistols came up at the same time, but his just went "click". I must have been imagining the safety on my P22 for his gun, and the hammer fell on the safety rather than the firing pin. His expression turned to shock, and then disappeared behind a cartooney, video-game style set of muzzle flashes from my gun. I think I woke up briefly at this point, because the dream ended there.....
Scene #2
I slept pretty fitfully early this morning. Sometime during all of this the dream picked back up. We must have been on vacation during the this whole thing, because I remember being EXTREMELY worried about spending several days with only a partial magazine! No ammo shops around, I guess. Whatever it was made me paranoid enough to actually drop my magazine this morning and count the rounds. Weird stuff, I tell ya'.
So, anyway...... Thanks INGO for getting in my head! For tonight, can someone post cheerleaders on trampolines, or something equally "pleasant"? I need some good sleep!