Apparently, I Want to Be a Superhero and Own a Puppy

There I was: Red spandex and forms to fill out, waiting in a large room with a bunch of other costumed hopefuls. I was on the Sci-Fi Channel's second edition of "Who Wants to Be a Superhero," the reality show where contestants compete to be immortalized in their own comic book. They split us up into groups and herded us off to our first elimination round. On the way to the car, I noticed a few droids (like the ones in the Star Wars prequels) attacking a defenseless child. I realized this might be the first challenge, so while other would-be heroes moseyed over to the transportation, I began shooting at the droids with blasts of energy from my fists.

Next thing I know, I'm in a kitchen with my girlfriend and her Mom and Grandmother, and her Grandmother is presenting us with a gift for my older brother. It turns out to be a puppy, and we graciously thank her. After she leaves, we try to explain to her mom that my older brother is allergic to dogs. I open the package and find the pup irresistibly cute, and convince all concerned that we should keep him. Weird.

Ice Queen Beheads Santa Claus

Last night I had one of the worst nightmares I've had in a while. I was in some house or apartment and all the lights were out. I kept trying to turn them on but none worked. There were people lurking around and I couldn't see who they were. There was a child and an old man (and perhaps others) and their faces were all black, like they were hidden in shadows. I started really freaking out in the dream, running from one room to another, frantically trying to shed light on my surroundings. I've never had a panic attack, but I imagine that's what it might feel like. Finally I woke up with a start. I looked at the clock which said 3:00 am.

As I fell back asleep, I kept fighting off images of bloody heads and friends faces with fangs and demented smiles. The next part of the dream consisted of me sailing through a forest towards a mansion. I remember feeling drawn to it as if I was powerless to its magnetic pull. As I made my way into the house, I glided up the stairs into a large room where the Ice Queen was beheading Santa Claus. I recoiled in horror and reappeared far away on a hill. I knew she had already sent one of her minions after me to kill me since I had witnessed her murder.


I made my way up the hill to the top where there was a technology company of some kind that had a large mechanized robot. Just as I grabbed the remote control, the creature sent by the Ice Queen arrived and the two started to battle. It was sort of like in Aliens when Sigourney Weaver battles the alien queen in the exo-suit, except I was off to the side operating the machinery by remote.




Finally, once the beast was bested, I knew the Ice Queen had formed an army of magical creatures and minions with cannons and cavalry. It was as I was alerting the United States Military that I woke up.