Transformers are murderers...

Last night I had to spend the night at a hotel, unfortunately not due to having a steamy secret rendevouz with anyone.  It was due to repairs happening in my condo and i was told to go book a hotel for the next few days.

So my hotel dream began...

I was with my good friend Sam Witwicky (from the transformers movies), and we were walking around downtown.  Suddenly we witness the kidnapping of 4 people by the evil deceptacons.  Turns out they kidnapped the Russian ambassador and his wife (their last names were Zurlinko or something) and 2 regular people that were my neighbors? Somehow i just new it. 

We followed the deceptacons to this empty car dealership where they took their hostages. (not very smart seeing as how the front is all windows).  We tried to do some recon by walking past all nonchalant, but they recognized Sam instantly and sent out guys to grab him.  He took off trying to get away when this motorcycle deceptacon was catching up to him.  the bike robot saw me and instead grabbed me.  I pretended i was some random civilian and I was also evil on the inside.  I was telling him all the evil things i've done and he finally left me go.  He told me I should come join them since the autobots have their human allies, the deceptacons should have their own.

Once he drove away, i met back up with Sam in a back alley.  He said he was going to go and inform the Russian Embassy.  My plan on the other hand was to quickly go inform Optimus and Ironhide as to what was happening.  So we split off on our seperate missions.

I found optimus and ironhide parked on a corner and quickly jumped in Ironhide.  I told them both the whole story and we were planning on how to rescue them.  Then on the news we find out that the russian ambassador's wife was killed due to her being uncooperative.  Things were getting more intense.

And then I woke up because there was a silver of sunlight streaming in through the curtains and getting me right in the eye.

Counter Strike is series business....

So the dream starts off with me being in a real life CS team (http://store.steampowered.com/css). But it is in this tournament 5v5. Only this is not a videogame, this is real life.  You can get shot, hurt, and DIE. If you do die, your team continues on with one less man (or more depending how many get killed). It takes place in a giant arena sorta gladitor style, but the arena is setup like map from the game. This one looked like a mix of dust 2 and aztec.


So my team starts out and we win the first two matches. The third match we lose a guy. Much sadness. fourth match we win by camping and setting up ambushes, we still lose another dude. Now our team is down to 3 including me.

Finally it is time to face the defending champions....or champion as it turns out. Dolph Lundgren. Our guns do nothing, he is like some crazy walking tank...or universal soldier one might say. he is a mean SOB. He kills one of my teammates just as the half time buzzer goes off. (Halftime? wtf...i know...ridiculous). So it's just me and my last teammate in the locker room trying to figure out a strategy. He's flipping out because he doesn't want to die.

Suddenly it's thailand and people are placing bets. I find in my hand 4 uncut thai baht bills for 100 each. They have the dotted line between each bill so I am trying to rip them apart without ripping the bills. And i go to place my bet on this one Goku lookalike asian because he's f'ing throwing around kamehameha's during the warm up. They are about to each take a chance at beating Dolph Lundgren.

I woke up before i got to see any fighting action going on.  Sadness.