I had like, totally, like 8 dreams last night. I only remember one of them though... and its wierd.

It all started when i was leaving a friends house in mt kuringgai. I was driving up the road and these kids were skateboarding on the roundabout near the bridge (There is no actual roundabout there). In my dream, I decided to be a bit of a pain in the butt and play 'tag' on the roundabout... something I actually do in real life too. (For those that DONT know, 'tag' is all about speeding up as you drive through the roundabout, in an attempt to 'tag' the car infront, and then beep them for not giving way to their right hand side... ha!)

Well, not only did I play tag in this dream, I also decided to do a loop around the roundabout, which meant that I nearly drove over one of those little punk skater kids twice. So I did the loop, and went back down the street to my friends house. Needless to say, they got grumpy that some skinny white guy tried to run one over and they gave me death stares... and I was all like 'hey... come on man, im trying to drive here'. And then got all up in their Grill about it.

These little 14yo skater punks must have gotten even madder, because somehow they got some big red chevy V8 and drove down the street past my friends place where they proceeded to try to run my friends and myself down. Needless to say, fourteen year old children cant drive that well, and they missed us all and drove off down the street. After a few laughs, me and my friends went inside.

Now we dont know how they did it, because this was a DEAD END street, but they appeared from the other side on the balcony (minus the car) but carrying a bag of ice and tried to cover me in ice. I mean, perfectly logical. If someone tries to run you down in a car while your skating, its perfectly fair to make them a little bit cold by tipping ice on them.

For those of you that dont know, I have the reflexes of a cat, and I saw this Ice coming and dodged it, and did the most appropriate thing I could think of by grabbing one of them, pinning them to the ground and putting the little pieces of ice down his shirt.... No biggies there.

These little sk8r b0i's got MORE angry, and yelled lots of abuse, like little tough kids do. No action, all talk... that was until after we finished with the ice. They waited until I had turned my back and then punched me in the back of the head, only it didnt hurt at all, partly because it was a dream, and partly because 14 year old kids arent that strong and cant aim punches and stuff. Then time slowed down or something, because I went all kung fu on their asses, and took them all on at the same time. I was blocking the punches of two of the punk kids, one with my massive left arm, and one with my massive right arm, and in cool dreamlike fashion, SIMILTANEOUSLY blocking the other two kids with a leg each.

It wasnt quite Neo in the matrix style, but was a little more like Jackie Chan in Rush hour. SO THEN one of my friends shouted 'get that one down on the ground' (not sure why... but being a dream I do what im told), so I somehow jumped in the air (while using my hands to similtaneously block punches from the other 2 kids) and used my legs to grab this kid, and then flip his skater boyness sideways... The whole time, I was blocking punches from the other kids and then slapping their faces, and they were getting really grumpy. As you would.

THEN i ordered some pizza for my friends... (evidence that men CAN multitask) and i went all teacher on the little kids, and made them sit down (under threat of further slapping) on these little kiddies chairs at the end of the balcony. They were forced to watch me paint this silly old painting... in fact, I wasnt even really painting it, I was trying to make it better, but kept stuffing up this stupid tree with too much green paint. Stupid tree.

Eventually the pizza came, and i gave some to the kids, who by this stage were behaving quite well, well enough that the neighbours walking along the street made comments about how well they were being. They also said something about colouring-in books. I shook the skater kids hands hands and said they could go if they wanted to. And by this stage they ended up liking me and laughing. And then they went home to eat Pizza.

The End.

And Im all like... wtf?