Wet Dreams

Nooooooo, it's not what you are thinking! I was inspired today by a dream I had that was so amazing I will have to base another book on that dream by itself. But it made me decide to do tonight's blog about dreams I had. Not the dreams I had in my sleep as a kid but dreams, as in what I dreamed of becoming as an adult when I was young. Of course I shared a common dream of becoming a professional baseball player with a lot of kids in the world, but that wasn't the main dream I had. I had the dream of being a man who bought an island and used the island to create a real life video game simulation. I wanted there to be several levels all ranging in difficulty and all having very serious dangers to them. The players would have to pay me a large sum of money to try my game and if they didn't quit, or die, and if they reached the end of the game, they would win a million dollars. I didn't think out too many details of the game, the island, the cost for each person to play, the insurances I would have to have to cover my ass with all of the people dying on my island, or how much it would suck if people actually won a million dollars from me, but I still dreamt that dream often and vividly. I remember the best level (Pretty much impossible to survive and ridiculous to even think someone could live through) was a water level, like Mario Bros water level, but without fire balls shooting from your fists. The person would have to travel the entire distance from the beach of my island, across the Pacific Ocean, and then back across the Pacific to my island completely under water for every second of their trip with only one oxygen tank and a backpack of air filled balloons in case they ran out of oxygen in their tank. As if this wasn't already insane to expect of someone to accomplish, they would also have people to fight on their travels under water and I'd have some of my fighters smear fish guts on the competitor's wetsuit so sharks could come try to get them. At this age I thought a human could fight a shark off by punching it in the nose and the shark would never return so that obstacle shouldn't cause them too much trouble, HA! I think a billion dollars would be more worth the person's troubles if I ever did find a way to make this dream come true. Though I could never send so many idiots off to die, no matter how over populated our world may be. I think I'll stick to trying to achieve my current wet dreams instead. OOOOOOO SNAP!