Wool market Man faces Danger
Worse than Killer Shark Swimming Nude off Gulf Shores, AL Beach.
Well I have been facing a
little of a writer’s block lately coming
up with new stories for my blog but I figure this dream I had last night would
be some excellent material for a story.
I am sending it out to the
masses on face book also because I have heard that there are people trained in
Interpreting dreams and I would love to know the inner meaning or reason for
this dream.
In this dream my wife (Genny)
had talked me into us going to the beach at Gulf Shores and getting a condo for
the week. One afternoon we walked the
beach till we found a bar and stopped to have a few drinks. Well the sun was
going down later and we decide to walk the beach back to the Condo and so we
are walking holding hands when Genny says wish we were wearing our bathing
suits we could go for a dip. I said hell don’t look like no one is around lets
skinny dip. So we take off our clothes
and walking out in the water and get a little over waist deep. About mid way of
my beer belly. Well I grab Genny and start to kiss her when I almost
immediately felt a very sharp pain in my groin area. So I start splashing the water and hollering
and running toward the shore. When I get
to shore and out of the water I look down to see that a big ass Blue Crab has
grabbed a hold of my private part.
So I am running around the
beach (60 years old man now) with this damn blue crab hanging on for life
blowing in the wind. So Genny thinks it is funny but she doesn’t know what to
do so she gets her cell phone out of her shorts and calls 911. Well the ambulance and the cops shows up and
as they come out to the beach they see this old man running around with a blue
crab stuck to him and they commence to laughing but trying to help but they got
to chase me down and restrain me before they can do anything. Well one of the cops realizes this may be a
once in a lifetime story and so he takes pictures and films the paramedics and
cops holding me down and removing the crab.
So after they remove the crab they give me a numbing shot and bandage it
up and I get dressed and they drop me and Genny off at the condo. The cops didn't give me a ticket or anything I guess they figured time served into my punishment. So the next morning I open the condo door and
see a local paper sitting there so I pick it up. There is a big ass picture of me on the front
page with the headline: Wool market Man faces Danger Worse than Killer Shark
Swimming Nude off Gulf Shores, AL Beach. It was about this time that I woke up because
that is the end of what I can remember from the dream.
So some say a dream usually
has something in it that happened to you in real life but couldn’t think of
what that could be and then I remembered spending the night with David Mason my
Wool market baseball friend when I was around 10-12. Well David’s daddy Mr. Von Mason (who was
also my baseball coach) had gone out with some of his buddies that night and
went crabbing. They had come back with a big ole tin wash tub filled with
crabs. Mr. Von Mason carried over to the
shade of a tree and was going to run up to the local store for some ice to put
on the crabs and then take a little nap before he began the work on cleaning
them. Well David and I come out of his
front door to see one of his beagles with long old floppy ears looking into the
wash tub. So all of a sudden like this Beagle starts howling and running round
and round the house with this blue crab hanging on his ear. Mr. Von comes back
into the drive way from the store and sees David and me laughing and trying to
catch this dog to help him out. Mr. Von finally catches the dog and has David
and I get him some pliers out of the garage for him to remove the crab.
So maybe my dream goes back
to that childhood experience, I don’t know but I figured I would throw that
hound story out there with my story for some background.
Other then that I am taking
some new pain medicine for a little gout I recently got. Ya’ll help me figure this dream out and if
any of you Woolmarket folks know David Mason’s email address please forward him
this story to see if he remembers that time with the hound and the crab. I am sure it will give him a good laugh.
Art Nalley
Redneck Heritage Network
@ 2014
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