Still trying to digest it.

So I am with my wife back down south of the border and I am giving her a tour of my old Catholic School’s original location that has not been in existence since 1973 when we moved to a new location,  As I am telling her stories about those days as a youngster, I realize she has suddenly disappeared. Before I can even worry, a pimpled faced teen shows up with a jalopy of an old Ford sedan whose model I can’t figure, gets out and while handing me a note, tells me to get it.

I get in and open the note but I can’t make what it says. I noticed a black case on the seat and I picked up it to reveal a Glock pistol, model unknown…but somehow I know that it is not a 19 or a 17 and that it came from my wife. Not knowing what to do, I drive out of the high school and after three blocks I end up in a part of town I know is at least 15 miles from where I departed. I park in a high-rise condo tower and get out, somehow knowing that I must get to a certain apartment. I reach the apartment, the door is open and I get in. On a table I find another black box that holds another Glock. The markings say it is a Glock 64 (?) and it is just a tad bigger than a North American Arms .22 revolver and it actually has a magazine that carries 3 rounds of 9 mm. On the floor I notice what it looks like a 5 feet long black square tube but turns out to be a 250 round Glock magazine and I somehow now that it will work in the Glock 64 Deringer.

With these new items, I head downstairs where the original jalopy is now gone and I see  the same pimple faced youngster now dressed as a valet next to a production car that looks like a Le Mans race car (OK, I know where this one comes from, I watched Steve McQueen’s Le Mans not too long ago) I hop in and I realize that the windshield is not really a windshield but a screen as in TV/Monitor and I think “Now that is cool!” I also realize that there is another black box and yes, it is another Glock but this one in .357 SIG. Now I have an unidentified Glock, a Glock 64 that only exists in my disturbed head, a Glock 31 and a very long Glock Magazine.

I start the futuristic car, the screen comes alive with a full image of the outside and a Heads Up display of the car functions and gauges. Super cool! I drive off and I hit a speed bump which makes the screen go stupid and goes from outside view to daytime TV and then infomercials, then cable news, then some game show and keeps flipping like a speed freak was holding the remote.

I stop the car cussing the quality control of the manufacturer and as I am stepping out, I finally wake up.

That will be the last time I’ll have a sausage, bacon and cheddar biscuit before hitting the sack. And I don’t own Glocks.

It looked something like this but in a cobalt blue with gold lines
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By Miguel.GFZ

Semi-retired like Vito Corleone before the heart attack. Consiglieri to J.Kb and AWA. I lived in a Gun Control Paradise: It sucked and got people killed. I do believe that Freedom scares the political elites.

5 thoughts on “Weird dream…”
  1. Wow, now that’s a dream. Did you get your wife back or did you care after you got what looks like a Porsche 917?

  2. Cobalt blue and gold, sounds more like Penske’s Ferrari 512. So does the reliability of manufacture.

    1. Hmmm.. didn’t know (consciously) that existed but I am a Ferrari F1 fan for many moons now. Maybe I saw it in some show or another but did not process at higher level.

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