Home Alone meets Rainbow Six

I think i might have to change the title of this blog to "Michael's crazy messed up dream world" cause that really is all i end up blogging about anyway... i've been able to remember my dreams a lot more though since i've started writing them down, i enjoy this.

well, last night was no exception. the dream started out with me in this house... in the late 70's early 80's for some reason i had this premonition or something that we were about to be over run... something about my dad being someone special or something... well i go to my bother, i think he was an older brother, and i try to explain this to him while also looking for our dad guns and ammo. i find the gun but i can't find any ammo. so we're talking while walking around looking for it, and my brother just reaches behind these two boxes and pulls out a ziplock bag of a bunch of different types of bullets... i start organizing them and trying to figure out which ones work with my gun... more did than should have, but its ok. so then i try to explain to my mom that she needs to take grandpa upstairs cause bad people were gonna come and they needed to be out of the way, and she didn't believe me. i pointed out the window at this car that drove up, but it turned out that car wasn't the bad guys, it was our neighbor or uncle or something... and so my mom didn't believe me cause i was wrong about the car. well then after she walked off the real car with the real bad guys drove up. It was just the leader and his second, the rest had driven up in a van behind the house and were going through the neighbors yard... the leader looked like this guy:

Well they walk in with shot guns and machine guns and the such and im in there with my little hand gun... BUT they dont expect me. So i start taking out the lesser guys easy enough... you know home alone style... but with a gun. i take their weapons and move on... im going all stealthy through the house looking for the leader. i dont know what happened, but some how i ended up outside and that's where the dream kinda went downhill... they stuck their heads out the window and pulled out a rocket launcher and shot at me, and then some how the rockets slowed down enough that i could unscrew the front and take it apart as it was "speeding" past me... but they were weird rockets more like bullets and there was gunpowder in the back ends or whatever... and it was weird... THEN i some how turned one of the rockets around and it continued its momentum up and at the guys who fired it... even in my dream i realized this was ridiculous. then i woke up... probably cause i realized my dream was just getting crazy.

not an amazing dream... but fun non-the-less.