Doomsday Dinner

[GRWelsh]

I just had a dream that Scott hosted a "Doomsday Dinner" and invited online people to a live steak dinner and was going to record it for a podcast and maybe there was going to be gaming afterwards. I got there early and Scott said "You can run out to get some Craisins and mixed nuts for the salad" and I said "You're in luck, I brought some Planters' Deluxe Mix." By the time the guests arrived, they were not anyone I recognized from online... There was a guy with Irish accent and guy with NYC accent (not Gene)... So that was weird, you know how dreams are. Some guy drove in a big truck or triaxle from out of state. Before dinner, Scott said "I don't do it but if anyone wants to say grace be my guest." And I said "Great Cthulhu please accept this sacrifice" and then there was some talk of Kali and Type V demons and then I woke up.

I wish I could say "You were there, and you, and you," like in The Wizard of Oz, but you know how dreams drift and don't stay on point. It was like that. There was a reference to Gene when Scott said something like "He doesn't do these things any more." Other than Scott, the other guests were inventions of my dream, but it didn't seem odd within the dream.

There was one guy who had slides of gaming when young with his older sister who looked after him when their Mom died, and there was a website up for the now sick or dying sister (I know, what a downer) and the dinner itself was in a big old house but wasn't Scott's real house, that's about all I can remember.

[geneweigel]

Thats weird because last week I had a dream about bumping into an aggressively friendly but at the same time stoic person that expected me to know who they were making claims they were from the old neighborhood and said they had played D&D with an unlikely grouping of my associates which seemed preposterous but came across matter of factly. I was trying to figure out who this person was in the dream but their unaccountable existence made me question the reality of the dream so I woke up in the middle of the night. And I woke up thinking what a liar that guy was before reconfirming that I already established that he never existed.

Dark hair seemed slightly stocky with a resemblance to the actor Sam Rockwell (MOON;IRON MAN 2;HITCHHIKER'S GUIDE;etc.) who has neither of those traits.

It was Satan.

[Scott]

I came here to post something, but now I forget what it was.