Nobody Beats The Wiz's New Writeupshttp://everything2.com/?node=New%20Writeups%20Atom%20Feed&foruser=Nobody Beats The Wiz2000-08-25T15:17:15ZDream Log: August 25, 2000 (idea)http://everything2.com/user/Nobody+Beats+The+Wiz/writeups/Dream+Log%253A+August+25%252C+2000Nobody Beats The Wizhttp://everything2.com/user/Nobody+Beats+The+Wiz2000-08-25T15:17:15Z2000-08-25T15:17:15ZI dreamt I was in <a href="/title/CompUSA">CompUSA</a>, the one that just opened up not so long ago. It was very crowded and people were running over each other to grab <a href="/title/software">software</a>. Then the <a href="/title/PA+system">PA system</a> made like a loud buzzing noise and an employee said over the PA that a <a href="/title/big+alligator">big alligator</a> was lose in the store. Everyone started to run toward the door but <a href="/title/suddenly">suddenly</a> a loud shot rang out.
<p>"Nobody's going anywhere," said <a href="/title/Bill+Nye+the+Science+Guy">Bill Nye the Science Guy</a>. He was blocking the doors and held a <a href="/title/shotgun">shotgun</a> much bigger than any real-life shotgun. He was <a href="/title/smiling+like+someone+who+just+went+insane">smiling like someone who just went insane</a>.
<p>"Marie, collect their valuables," he instructed his <a href="/title/sexy+young+assisant">sexy young assisant</a>, who was boarding up the doors.
<p>I guess in my dream valuables were <a href="/title/hair">hair</a> because she took out an <a href="/title/electric+razor">electric razor</a> and shaved everyone's hair off. Yup, even <i>down there</i>.
<p>I thought it was going to be one of those dreams that is totally <a href="/title/incoherent">incoherent</a>, because there had been no mention of the <a href="/title/alligator">alligator</a> for a while. But then Bill Nye said, "<!-- close unclosed tag --></p><!-- close unclosed tag --></p><!-- close unclosed tag --></p><!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…Dream Log: August 10, 2000 (idea)http://everything2.com/user/Nobody+Beats+The+Wiz/writeups/Dream+Log%253A+August+10%252C+2000Nobody Beats The Wizhttp://everything2.com/user/Nobody+Beats+The+Wiz2000-08-10T00:05:58Z2000-08-10T00:05:58ZI dreamt that I was in <a href="/title/Circuit+City">Circuit City</a> and was flirting with an <a href="/title/attractive+female">attractive female</a> employee. After a really odd conversation with her about how much <a href="/title/the+original+Nintendo">the original Nintendo</a> costs, I noticed that a lot of people we rushing into the store and they looked super excited about something. I asked the <a href="/title/girl">girl</a> what was going on and she said that <a href="/title/U2">U2</a> was going to play an in-store concert. Also, she said that the <a href="/title/Beatles">Beatles</a> were going to be the opening band, but no one really cared about the Beatles for some reason.
<p>So we went into the back of the <a href="/title/store">store</a> where the bands were supposed to play. Sometime the store changed into <a href="/title/The+Wiz">The Wiz</a> and then after a while it changed into a <a href="/title/stadium">stadium</a>. So then the Beatles came on, but it wasn't really the Beatles at all, it was the <a href="/title/Beach+Boys">Beach Boys</a>. I kept asking people why they were calling the Beach Boys the Beatles but no one else ever heard of the Beach Boys. Anyway, they <a href="/title/sucked">sucked</a> pretty bad and people started throwing tomatos. The Beach Boys were getting pelted hard. Then some<!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…Dream Log: August 9, 2000 (idea)http://everything2.com/user/Nobody+Beats+The+Wiz/writeups/Dream+Log%253A+August+9%252C+2000Nobody Beats The Wizhttp://everything2.com/user/Nobody+Beats+The+Wiz2000-08-09T00:24:28Z2000-08-09T00:24:28ZI dreamt that I was in <a href="/title/Best+Buy">Best Buy</a> and there was a very big <a href="/title/earthquake">earthquake</a>. All of the <a href="/title/consumer+electronics">consumer electronics</a> were falling to the ground. I saw some people get hit by stuff, but I was kind of frozen or like a <a href="/title/ghost">ghost</a> or something at this point, and there was nothing I could do to help them.
<p>Then a little <a href="/title/elf">elf</a> came out of the fissure in the ground, and he was dancing around like he was in the <a href="/title/forest">forest</a> or something. I grabbed him (I wasn't frozen anymore) and asked him what was going on and if I could help people. He said that it was the <a href="/title/End+of+the+World">End of the World</a> and took two glowing globes out of his coat.
<p>He told me to <a href="/title/stare+into+the+globes">stare into the globes</a>. In the <a href="/title/red+globe">red globe</a> I saw a giant Best Buy. The elf said something about the <a href="/title/final+battle">final battle</a> and said, "On the left there is Best Buy, representing a <a href="/title/disorganized+CD+section">disorganized CD section</a> and <i>really</i> terrible customer service." Then he showed me the <a href="/title/green+globe">green globe</a> and there right before my eyes was a giant <a href="/title/The+Wiz">The Wiz</a>. "On the right there is The Wiz, representing<!-- close unclosed tag --></p><!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…Dream Log: August 4, 2000 (idea)http://everything2.com/user/Nobody+Beats+The+Wiz/writeups/Dream+Log%253A+August+4%252C+2000Nobody Beats The Wizhttp://everything2.com/user/Nobody+Beats+The+Wiz2000-08-04T21:02:52Z2000-08-04T21:02:52ZI dreamt that I was at <a href="/title/the+Wiz">the Wiz</a> and I went to the <a href="/title/stereo">stereo</a> section and started messing around with the stereos. I was turning them up very <a href="/title/loud">loud</a> and screwing with the controls and <a href="/title/making+a+racket">making a racket</a>. Then one of the employees of the Wiz came over and told me that I was disturbing other customers and would I <a href="/title/mind">mind</a> leaving the stereos alone. I told him he could fuck himself with a seven inch <a href="/title/screwdriver">screwdriver</a>. Then he said he was going to get his <a href="/title/manager">manager</a>.
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The manager came out. He was a <a href="/title/chubby">chubby</a> man who looked very angry. He said to me, "Hey kid, were you fucking with the <a href="/title/stereos">stereos</a> in my store?" I said "I just wanted to see what kinds of <a href="/title/stuff">stuff</a> the stereos could do." He told me he would be right back. Then I was going to run away but out of the corner of my eye I saw the manager yelling at the <a href="/title/employee">employee</a> who had bothered me earlier. The manager came back and said, "We're very <a href="/title/sorry">sorry</a>, sir. Some of our <i>ex-employees</i> don't know how to treat customers properly. The stereos are <a href="/title/fun">fun</a>, and I like to<!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…