Another crazy dream: a live action haunted mansion sport Game!

I had a dream last night that I was in a competition where you have a burlap sack and you raid a REAL haunted mansion that's poorly lit and scary. The game is to find as many treasures that will fit into the bag. Who finds the most $$ within the time it take you to get through it wins. The catch is...not everyone makes it to the end, you can get killed or possessed, murdered, ect. Also, the game is only played once a year so there many contestants, and the treasures are NOT replenished, so if u are one of the last contestants that gets to scavenge through the mansion, it's harder to find valuables!

My Dream about a friend named Angus!

We were at some sort of event together...well, hold on, back up! Angus Oblong is a friend of mine, he is also the creator of "the Oblongs" shown on Adultswim! When in public he always dons clown make-up! I've never even seen him without it! So in my dream, we are at an art show of sorts promoting our books together, and neither of us really know anyone else there, then as dreams do...the venue changed into a poorly lit run down house (like something from a David Lynch Film) and evolved into something quite carnivalesque! Angus fit right in...I actually fit in too, it became more comfortable to tell you the truth! All I remember is he has a weird batch with him (which is pretty usual for him) and on a side note: his fan base creeps people out more than HE does...he's different, dont get me wrong, but, his fan base is some different all together and they love him! So we make plans to get drinks afterward as we usually do, but, also, as usual, we never actually meet up and end up flakin' out on eachother...hey, it's what we do! But, as we are leaving the building for some reason he sprays a squirt bottle in my face and as a reflex I throw my water on his face, washing away 65% of his make-up...I felt bad and he seemed to feel vulnerable to the masses because 35% of his private identity is in jeapordy of being revealed! Then the dream skips to me learning his real name...Tierte Ambrosia! Once I learned his real name, his make-up vanished and he looked like the whiny dude from Clerks, who would always say, "I'm not even supposed to be here today!" That's it...that was my dream...live with it!

A small Tour turned small Chore! With a pinch of Gonzo styled living!

So I did Aneheim Wizard World...long drive, (43 hrs there, 43 hours back=86hrs of driving in 1 week, made a pit stop in vegas and saw the fam, came back home drove to Houston from Orlando, another 15hrs there 15 back=30hrs, then to this continues with various shows, let me save u the semantics and total up how many hours my fam and I have driven in the past month...wow, roughly around 200hrs!

My mom watched the kids and Shanna (my wife) Jarrod and I went to the Dallas Comic Con together and had a blast of a pot head weekend (don't judge me) it's every once in a while and much worth it, we chased a baby bunny around our hotel off and on through out the whole weekend, we were determined to catch that liitle bunny and pet it and cuddle with it, but, it was wily and evaded our attempts!

Next stop was Comicpalooza! My mom watched the kids for most of the week and we continued our adventure of thc induced fantasm! Comicpalooza was a success although my band was supposed to play, but, alas did not do to lack of organization of the previous bands, and a pinch of the volunteers lack of management combined! Either way, it was a blast seeing all my friends and fans alike and made out to be a great experience! Did live art on Friday night, and whipped out a pretty sweet zombie children piece of art,
and my family raided and pillaged the "Soy Joy" booth! Now Im back home and some old friends from Houston followed us back and are on a mini vacation, we went to the beach and my son and I caught a hermit crab, I told him he could keep it...he lost it in the car on the way home, so I guess Ill have to find it later when the smell of dead crab takes over the car!