October 11th, 2003 CE

I dreamed that I was sitting around watching TV with my brother, flipping through the chanels, and there's a whole bunch of cartoons and such on. I think one of them actually featured Stong Bad of "Homestar Runner" fame. Then, all of the sudden, I come upon one chanel which is showing something unspeakable.

There's this fellow who reminds me of an australian abrogine walking down a dusty road, wearing nothing but a brown loincloth. He has white paint all over his body in fairly intricate patterns. He's clearly in the prime of his life. All of the sudden, a jeep pulls up next to him, and a bunch of uniformed soldiers (can't say from what country. They sort of remind me of troops from some central african republic) pile out, and lunge at the guy, tackling him to the ground.

He starts screaming "Noo! Noo!", in this terrible voice, full of dread, as they lift up his loincloth, and one of them whips out a pocket knife. With horrible casualness, he inserts the blade into their victim's scrotum, and begins to carve. As he continues to scream, they pull out one of his testacles, and then the other. I get a vivid image of his mutilated flesh, looking for all the world like the interior of a bloody pumpkin.

Then I woke up.

I wasn't so interested in going bak to sleep after that.