Oh, you bad turtles!

Some bones were found by construction workers in Ypsilanti off Ann Street. They sent them to Michigan State University to have them analyzed. Eastern Michigan University has some pretty talented professors who could’ve done the same. I mean, they could’ve walked just a few feet and dropped them off.

Or, you know - I live here and I could’ve helped out. Seriously this is my dream scenario. Maybe I should change my phone number to 1-800-Anthropologist, so next time they’ll just call me. It’s worth a shot.

Story: http://www.annarbor.com/news/ypsilanti/bones-unearthed-by-eastern-michigan-university-construction-workers/

I started following a bunch of VHS tumblrs and blogs. They’re pretty awesome. It solidified my want for a VHS Tape tattoo. I know that I’m not alone in my love for tapes. I think I’m going to get it on my left sleeve when I get that started. Which is soon.

It’s that time where I have zombie nightmares again. I have at least one zombie nightmare every few weeks. This time there weren’t any zombies. I know the reason for that - I was explaining to Christine earlier about the movie “Funny Games” is that you can make a suspenseful / horror movie without showing violence.

Anyways, it took place in Depot Town, and I ended up in a huge student house that had lots of bars on the windows. I was with a group of people who were coming and going. I was trying to be rational and tell them to board up the windows, so people won’t come in and steal our stuff and so that people won’t think we’re zombies. We had lots of food, phones still worked, and the house had a back up generator.

My friend Michael was in the dream, too. He was going to go back home to check on his family. I told him it would be safer to stay at the house, because we had protection and supplies. He left anyways, and I was really upset.

Sean was missing for most of the dream, he was trying to make his way to the house, but I hadn’t heard from him. It was a very anxious feeling. They days were going by in the dream, but I kept waiting. It was strange, during the day they were people walking around, but at night we would shut the windows and not look outside. We all knew what was there, but never saw it.

The last part of the dream was me doing Yoga and one of my old room mates eating a bean and cheese burrito. There were some sketchy dudes outside the window smoking pot, and I was reminding the house again to board up the place. Overall, not scary, but really tense and uneasy feeling during the entire dream. Of course I feel all weird today, because I didn’t sleep well afterward.