I've been dreaming a lot about vampires lately but I shall tell you of the silly one I had last night. The latest dream was an entire saga that lasted 400 years going through the 1700's and ending in in the year 2100. I slept over 12 hours to get the whole story but I dare not publish the whole of the matter here, just a taste to whet your appetite. A group of 4 vampires settled in a cabin in the snowy Swiss Alps. Year after year, they sucked the blood of commoner and lord alike, swelling the ranks of their conclave with pale skinned night loving blood suckers. As their ranks of followers increased, thus also did the stature of their dwelling, morphing into a decadent winery, a forbidding tower, a dark castle, and eventually the finest futuristic cybernetic vampire goth club skyscraper the world has ever seen. This dance club was so fancy that the main dance floor was made of see through quartz a mile wide suspended over a lake sized aquarium of piranhas and other obtrusive fish. Towards the end of the 22nd century, a rival vampire lord grew jealous of the fancy fine goth dance parties at this establishment (his own vampire dance club in Tokyo was out of fashion) so he sent over a hoard of foaming mouth zombies led by his own vampire officers to raid the building. The master of the defense was well prepared to deal with this onslaught though for he had a secret weapon, a pack of mysterious cards that he scattered across the ground in front of each entry way and at the base of ever stair. If any trespasser set foot upon one of these cards, it would transform into a thick and stanky rug that folded up the interloper into its folds and instantly levitated itself and its occupant to the moon. Needless to say that any occupant carried in such a manner to the moon, did not always make it there in the best of shape. So it turned out that the invasion was a failure and the little dark lovelies were allowed to keep dancing in peace and both they and the piranhas below them were content for a long time there after.

ps I forgot to mention that I saw a few of my fabulous friends in this dream over the years of its course. I dare say I witnessed a lovely piano entertainment piece put on by the Good Wizard Profos at the later end of the 18th century in one of the tower wings. Jay was dancing up a storm in the main hall somewhere around the year 1900, he performed a rather smashing snoopy dance. Last but not least I saw my friend Sarah seated on the side of the piranha enclosure during the final party, wearing a perplexing maroon long sleeved striped shirt where the stripes were made up of very small ball bearings and motors that sent the red stripes traveling in different directions upon her shirt.