Okay here is my dream from last night - Totally wierd - Don't know from "where" in my brain it came from (other than the quote of mine, when interviewed for News reporters at the end).
We (Dad, Michelle and I) were at a parade, which had just finished, we were walking along the road, going around people, to get back to the parking lot, then to the Vancouver Hotel (where Dad and Michelle were staying).
When we came up to some people being arrested, some were on their knees (still quite drunk, sweaty) with their hands behind their backs, handcuffed, or being handcuffed. Approx. 4 people like this, 6-8 cops in attendance.
We continued on walking.
Shortly thereinafter, I got separated from Dad and Michelle, as I knew where they were staying, it was no big deal.
Up ahead I saw 2 people being detained, on a raised platform. They were elderly Asians (don't know why that was important, but they were). On the left was an elderly woman, in typical asian ware. Big bamboo hat, etc. Beside her was, I thought, was her husband, as they were making allot of hand gestures and talk (not English).
In front of the male, to the right, was a long bamboo pole, which had a sharp knife on one end. It "seemed" to be just lying there, "just" out of his reach. Then I noticed he was handcuffed, on his knees, but minutes before he had not been.
All of a sudden, there was a scuffle, behind the raised platform, of the female Asian. All police officers, on the raised platform, rushed to investigate, and yes, left the platform.
Staged?
In a split second, the male asian, kicked the knife/bamboo pole towards the female.
Noone else in the crowd around me, noticed. Until the female Asian, screamed bloody murder (in her language) and raised the pole. Jerking it forward towards the crowds/me included below. She continued to gesture, wildly, in a circle. The police below continued to be occupied.
Someone handed me a bamboo pole, with a rounded hook on the end - Why me? I have no answer for this. I ran and jumped onto the raised platform and engaged her with battling poles. Straight from Star Wars, I thought, with my proficiency. Luke Skywalker would be proud. Somehow after many hits of our "poles/light sabers" I disarmed her.
Knocking her pole away. During the police below, noticed my plight and rushed towards the raised platform. Waiting until I disarmed her.
Then they rushed forward and handcuffed her, and led her away.
Newspaper reporters/mikes galore rushed towards me, asking me, "How did you know how to disarm the angered, armed female?"
"The force was strong within me this night. I was a strong Jedi tonight. Luke and Howie, of Big Brother Allstars, would have been proud of me tonight."
Then I stepped off of the raised platform, and melted into the crowd.
The next morning, at the Hotel, Dad awoke me with the newspaper, showing pictures of me on the stage. The photos had been altered, that the 2 of us were now holding light sabers. The heading, "The force was with her."
Throughout our breakfast on the terrace (scene stolen straight from Pretty Woman LOL) except the characters were Dad, Michelle and me - There were knocks on the door and gifts of appreciation were being brought up by the busboys for me. One a cheque for 250$, nike runners, with a note saying, 'Thanks for being so quick on your feet!' Gift baskets (x10) and all the while my Dad shaking his head.
Later on in the news, we heard those elderly couple were drug lords. Hah. Only in Vancouver, China Town.
Decipher this dream HAHAHAHAHA Why? LOL