Archive for July, 2008

Chantix Diaries 2

Posted by Ronald Huereca

Chantix gives you some weird dreams. Here’s some of the dreams I’ve had recently.

The Twisted Tornado

I was on the porch. My sister was loading her baby in a giant red ford pick-up.

We were in a valley, and I saw two twisters approach near eachother. One was rather large.

I told my sister, “if you’re going to leave, then get on with it.”

The larger twister went past us without any incident.

The smaller one was really dinky looking, and some black guy ran out of our house with a broom and approached it. He began chasing the twister away from my sister (with the broom) and around the back of the house.

I went to the porch in the back, and watched the twister slowly stop spinning. It turned out it was a giant plastic cup as it slowed.

The Late Show

This one was truly lucid. I was dreaming and thought, let’s do one with Conan O’Brien.

Conan O’Brien is in a boat, and I’m in it. He says, “Let’s see if we can do two impromptu performances while on this boat.”

He starts going off on a tangent, which I can’t really recall. I then ask, “Okay, how about the second?”

He said, sorry, that’s all you get. So I jumped off the boat and made the quick swim to the shore. I could hear them laughing at me on the boat.

I climbed out of the river soaking wet, and I still had on my heavy black shoes.

Traveling the Clothes-line

I’m in some kind of high-rise apartment. The other apartment buildings were very close, and all the colors were of a pastel hue of peach and pink. A lady was standing next to me as people walked by the light-red cobblestone sidewalk below.

“How about that one?” she would ask, pointing at a young girl.

“She’s cute, but way too young.” I would reply.

“And that one?”

It turned out there were clothes-lines everywhere. Or at least that’s what they looked like. And hear goes a girl riding the line by by some kind of repel hook. She was just sailing along, getting from point a to point b.

I was awed by the site, and then I woke up.

The Performance

I’m in some kind of indoor performance area. It was Lord of the Rings, and you could walk to various rooms and see different aspects of the performance.

Some of the girls were getting hot, and began removing layers of clothing. However, other girls would get jealous, and try to catch up. Eventually all clothes were off.

I soon left that part of the performance for a different area. I caught up with a family, who had a van. They had used their van to hold up some kind of tent so they could eat.

The last thing I remember about the dream is that a pizza box had fallen off the top of their vehicle. I attempted to place the pizza box back on top, and was reaching when I woke up.

The Heist

I’m about to leave town.

A lady explains the road out. You have to travel through the mountains on this very high-altitude road.

She told me that one time a very rough storm was coming in. As the road took her above the clouds, she could see the storm pummeling the people below it. She pulled to the side to marvel at it, as did others.

As the road descended, she knew she would soon be in the storm. She said it was the scariest thing she ever saw in her life.

I stop listening to the lady and began to get into my car to leave town. I just have to pass through a security checkpoint.

I’m about to enter some kind of secure zone, and I have to prepare myself to get ready to enter. I come to a gate and park. Nobody is behind me, so I decide it’s a good time to gather everything I need. Eventually cars are starting to line up behind me, some growing rather impatient. I’m almost done, and the last thing I need to do is check my tires.

In my haste, I drop my wallet and cigarettes on the ground, but I decide to finish checking my tires first.

A kid (let’s call him Alex) walking buy seizes this opportunity and picks up my wallet and cigarettes from the ground and begins to walk off. He says to a lady near me (also preparing), “How are you doing?”

The lady sees the theft, and as the kid walks off, she says, “He has your things.”

I begin chase, and just as I’m about to catch him, he throws the items to his younger brother, who is much faster. Both pick up speed, and I yell out, “You can have the cigarettes. Just give me my wallet!”

Alex throws the wallet to the ground, and I run to go pick it up.

I open the wallet, and the wallet’s contents are all fake (kind of like the movie Catch Me If You Can).

I resume chasing Alex and his brother, and I finally catch up with the younger brother. I grab his shoulder, and he hands me a paper bag with something wrapped up in it.

It looks like a Cheeseburger, and he says to me, “Eat this.”

We walk into an establishment, and he puts on a black mask. I can see Alex also wearing a black mask, ready to initiate havok on the employees.

As this moment, I realize I’m part of a larger conspiracy. I was baited into following these kids, and now I was on camera eating a burger as if I was part of their crew.

Then I woke up.

 

Finally Got an iPhone

Posted by Ronald Huereca

I woke up around 4:30am to drop a friend off at her car.

I was tired. I was cranky. But I wanted an iPhone.

I headed over to our Apple Store in Huntsville, and began waiting in line.

I was about number thirty, so getting an iPhone was almost assured. It was just a matter of waiting.

And waiting. And even more waiting.

As the store opened at 8am, the employees ran through the crowd, handing out water and high-fives. They were excited.

However, the line was moving at a snail’s pace. Then the line stopped moving.

The manager came out and explained, “We’re having activation issues with ATT. As soon as they are fixed, we’ll allow more people in.”

Luckily the weather was overcast, but eventually around 10am, the sun peeked out.

More water was handed out, and some of the employees started handing out snacks.

I was about number two in line at this point, with the sun directly over me. I laid down on the hot concrete and closed my eyes praying for relief.

“We can take two more.” the lady at the door said.

As I walked into the air-conditioned store, I gave the door lady a huge hug.

While in the store, there was more waiting.

“Feel free to surf the net guy.” one of the employees told me. I was so tired that I couldn’t even stare at a computer.

After about 45 minutes of waiting inside the store, it was finally my turn to get an iPhone. An employee walked me through the application process, and about thirty minutes later my iPhone was activated.

Unfortunately it wasn’t ready for calling yet since the iTunes store was down and the iPhone needed to be registered with Apple.

I finally walked out of the store about 11:45am, about 7 hours after I began waiting in line.

As soon as I made it home, I crashed. And when I woke up, the iTunes store was back up. I then proceeded to import my contacts and make some of my first ever text messages.

I don’t know if I’ll ever wait in line for a phone again, but having the iPhone is a wonderful luxury.

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Chantix Diaries 1

Posted by Ronald Huereca

Chantix gives you some weird dreams. Here’s some of the dreams I’ve had recently.

The Wakeup Call

This dream consisted of me on my apartment balcony looking out to the passing cars below.

I witnessed a white car parking, with an attractive woman getting out.

She looked at me, and in a soft, but powerful tone, said, “Come here.”

I immediately woke up. The voice had been so powerful and lifelike that I had to get up and see if anybody was in my apartment.

The Aggressive Kid

I was playing some kind of ball sport. Probably kickball.

I remember sliding on the grass, reaching for this ball that was just within reach.

Out of nowhere, this kid in the stands comes and kicks the ball away from me.

I grab the kid by his white-collared shirt, pull him towards me, and get in his face.

“I just want you to know what you did was very f**ng rude. Don’t you ever do that again. Do you understand me?”

The kid’s face turned sad, but he expressed understanding.

I knew somewhere his mom was watching, so I was curious how she would feel about me scolding her son.

But the kid understood, and went back to sit down.

 

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