Dream Log 2

Zombies. I think my love of the zombie was getting out of control with this dream. Perhaps I will have a break from zombies now I have finished Doom3.

Kris, Janito the CEO, Husband-person and I were in Janito’s blue station wagon. For some reason we KNOW the zombies are coming (Janito must have ears in the underground human experiments movement), and we are at a large shopping centre stocking up on camping gear and tinned food so we can flee for the hills. Husband-person is upset at John Howard’s overly proscriptive gun laws (dammit, nowhere to get a shotgun at such sort notice) so we settle for the interim solution of home made fire bombs courtesy of cheap and nasty bottles of scotch and ripped up shirts.

For some reason, we wait until NIGHT TIME until all the zombies have surrounding the shopping centre to flee, and have to charge our way out of the drooling horde… at this point, had a very weird portion of the dream where we are sitting around eating noodles while watching the zombie hordes roll on in, before getting back into the action.

At this point in the dream, we have a brainwave that Mark Baohm (hi Mark!) knows someone with a gun store, so we head off to his place. Once we get to the gun store, Husband-person gets all excited by the choice and we then fill up Mark’s battered old white 4WD to the brim with explosive and incendiary devices and move on to the next part of the plan: heading up to DJ Bebe…

Obviously while all this was going on, I have made a call to DJ Bebe and Handyman, instructing them to find an isolated defendable location with excellent visibility, it’s own water supply and generator. Being a country boy, Handyman know JUST the place… but it was then time to get up so I can’t tell you if we managed to survive the zombie onslaught. Let’s hope so.