Dreaming of a "Being a Man"
Jun. 6th, 2020 08:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kybearfuzzI haven't posted much of late because there has not been much going on besides work, which has been pretty mentally overwhelming in the midst of everything going on in the world.
Last night I had a pretty cool dream though.
I was a teenager and had befriended a new family in town who had a lot of kids. A lot, like double-digit number, and they were all boys. One of their boys was flamboyantly gay, another was incredibly and technically smart, another was the jock. The mom was a beautiful blonde lady with a great body (obviously she worked out) and the dad was a slim, fit otter type with a beard.
The athletic boy had met a group of other teenagers who were putting together a floor hockey team (playing hockey with roller skates). He and I were excited to join this. I went home to tell my folks about this family and the hockey team. I don't remember who, but someone told me that the hockey team was being put on by one of those religious groups who espouse men's values, how to be a man, man's place in the family BS.
Knowing full well that I would not fit in with them, I had gone back over to the big family's house to tell them only to be distracted by the smart kid's automated riddle system. Seriously, the window in the front door flashed a folded riddle on a sheet that moved. I walked through the door to see how he'd set it up, only to find myself in the back of a truck and had gotten locked in. I pulled the sheet from the door to re-read the riddle and then found that I lacked the origami skills needed to refold the sheet so it would work.
When the truck stopped, two guys came in. One of them was very aggressive and said something threatening to me, including something about "being a man."
I picked him up and body slammed him to the truck floor.
The other guy looked startled and backed away from me. I told him to open the door unless he wanted the same. He said that I shouldn't have done that, opening the door and stepping back.
"Go suck a doorknob," I said, repeating my new favorite insult in our Corona virus world.
I made my way back to the big family's house where the mom and dad and some of the younger kids were home. I apologized to the smart kid for not being able to re-fold his riddle back to how it was.
I told the mom and dad about the hockey group, and how they wanted to teach boys to be men. And then did my Afterschool Special ending:
"If you want to be a man, have a job, take care of your kids, love your wife... or husband."
This got a smile from the mom and the dad shared it too. I excused myself as I was heading home for dinner.
I wasn't sure if the family was in on the trap as their kid's riddle seemed to be the bait for it, but I wasn't afraid. As I walked home, I ran into many of their boys heading home, said hi and kept heading for home.
And then I woke up.
Last night I had a pretty cool dream though.
I was a teenager and had befriended a new family in town who had a lot of kids. A lot, like double-digit number, and they were all boys. One of their boys was flamboyantly gay, another was incredibly and technically smart, another was the jock. The mom was a beautiful blonde lady with a great body (obviously she worked out) and the dad was a slim, fit otter type with a beard.
The athletic boy had met a group of other teenagers who were putting together a floor hockey team (playing hockey with roller skates). He and I were excited to join this. I went home to tell my folks about this family and the hockey team. I don't remember who, but someone told me that the hockey team was being put on by one of those religious groups who espouse men's values, how to be a man, man's place in the family BS.
Knowing full well that I would not fit in with them, I had gone back over to the big family's house to tell them only to be distracted by the smart kid's automated riddle system. Seriously, the window in the front door flashed a folded riddle on a sheet that moved. I walked through the door to see how he'd set it up, only to find myself in the back of a truck and had gotten locked in. I pulled the sheet from the door to re-read the riddle and then found that I lacked the origami skills needed to refold the sheet so it would work.
When the truck stopped, two guys came in. One of them was very aggressive and said something threatening to me, including something about "being a man."
I picked him up and body slammed him to the truck floor.
The other guy looked startled and backed away from me. I told him to open the door unless he wanted the same. He said that I shouldn't have done that, opening the door and stepping back.
"Go suck a doorknob," I said, repeating my new favorite insult in our Corona virus world.
I made my way back to the big family's house where the mom and dad and some of the younger kids were home. I apologized to the smart kid for not being able to re-fold his riddle back to how it was.
I told the mom and dad about the hockey group, and how they wanted to teach boys to be men. And then did my Afterschool Special ending:
"If you want to be a man, have a job, take care of your kids, love your wife... or husband."
This got a smile from the mom and the dad shared it too. I excused myself as I was heading home for dinner.
I wasn't sure if the family was in on the trap as their kid's riddle seemed to be the bait for it, but I wasn't afraid. As I walked home, I ran into many of their boys heading home, said hi and kept heading for home.
And then I woke up.
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Date: 2020-06-10 05:12 pm (UTC)