Where this started...

The original reason I started this blog was to create a place to write down some of the crazy dreams I have...Well, if you haven't noticed it sort of transformed into something different. Well, here's a dream I had last night.

Once upon a time there was a guy named Doug. He loved to play games and his favorite game was monopoly. This is how they all start...

It was a cold windy day in Denver. It's an ominous sunset and for some reason i'm in a shopping mall parking lot with a security guard, two adults, and a very attractive chick (shocking right?). As i'm about to park I hear over the radio an emergency warning of an impending tornado. Before I have time to react I can see it forming. The winds start swirling no more than 100 yards away. The clouds start to come together and there's lightning flashing and thunder booming towards the center. In the background there is a shockingly beautiful sunset but there's no time to stand around. I yell at the rest of the group to run for shelter. Because this is a dream there's a stand alone 2 story bathroom in the middle of the parking lot. I kick down the door and we enter. We are all looking for a place to hide knowing that if we don't find a better shelter we are all doomed. I find a door that leads to a basement and call the others. As i hold the door open the tornado approaches at a shockingly fast speed. The door slams, and we hold on for dear life. Legs and arms braced against the walls. The roof goes first. Then the entire fist floor is lifted off the ground. I look up and can see up the spiral of this giant tornado and it's amazing. It's twirling in slow motion as if it's harmless but i know better. Others are screaming but I'm calm as could be. As quickly as it started it ends. Instead of being thankful I'm alive, I immediately look at the innocent security guard and start yelling at him. In hindsight I realize he's an innocent bystander but in my dream I can't believe his incompetence. I can vividly remember saying, "why don't you know how many people were in the mall!" As if it would be his job to record that...I berate him for an extended period of time. I'm concerned that people were swept away in the tornado. Gone, never to be seen again...Then I wake up...

Here's the craziest part. I've never seen a tornado. Also, why was I so mean to this guy?