After watching "running the sahara" at 5:30pm, and eating a big carbo load dinner (for my 50km trail race this Saturday), I got sleepy during the movie. (great movie/documentary, by the way) I kept falling asleep from 7:15pm onwards last night, and sleeping through many parts the game, so close to 10pm, I set my recorder and went to bed. I woke up at 3:45am'ish wide awake (which is good because i need to get back into the 4:30am routine) I went downstairs at 4:30a, and watched the 4th Q of the game, then went back to sleep around 5:30am or so.
I dreamt that tim tebow was dating my sister and we were all watching the game at an apartment I rented in college back in the day. Except, I was watching it with my family, not my college roommates. And, as it turns out, we were in Austin, not Honolulu. I was on the couch, right side, Tebow in the middle in his white football jersey but no shoulder pads, and my sister to his left in some wintery sweater.
The next day we were going to go to dinner and drinks at the old Bahama Breeze up at arboretum/gateway, for tebows Bday. We talked about all kinds of things, and one thing i remembered was I asked; "do people tend to recognize you where you go?"
And my sister interrupted and said "all the time" but wasn't visibly upset or excited about it.
My dad then came out of my bedroom with a blue and green bag for tebow. It was a birthday present bag from HIS parents, that MY dad gave him. ??? However it was all small Texas themed(the state, not the team), florida gators christmas stuff, like a little cartoon character cowboy statue in florida gator colors Christmas ornament. Also this ceramic blue and orange cowboy hat about the size of salad/bread plate, that had some little alligators glued on it, and a motivational/inspirational written saying on it about Texas which I don't rememeber at this time. I do remember it was hideous, and thought. Wow, his parents are weird.
I also remember that I got really confused while watching the game that he was playing in, with him on the couch. Huh?!?!? So I started thinking maybe misunderstood, and my sisters BF was Tim's twin brother, and not Tim himself, but I was too embarrassed to backtrack and ask as we'd been chatting for a while, so the rest of the time when we were hanging out in the kitchen after the game (the kitchen was my ex-wife's parents kitchen in San Angelo), I kept staring at him confused like an episode of the twilight Zone. "is it him, or a twin? It must be him, he's all bruised up in the face / forehead from the helmet indentions and game hits. But how the hell could he be watching the game sitting next to me AND be playing IN THE GAME at the same time??"
We conversed about other small stuff, and I remember thinking he really was this nice guy the tv commentators had made him out to be and was happy my sister was dating him.
The dream then faded, or i can't remember any more.
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Man. Does your coach approve of you dropping acid two nights before your big race?
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