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What's your secret dream?

Lintu

Active Member
Do you have a secret dream that you haven't told anyone? My secret dream is to act. I want to play Beatrice in Much Ado About Nothing. I don't have any idea how to do this, but that sure would be exciting.
 

Doc

Space Chief
In the spring, i started my own hippy house site. I was a peaceloving dude and still am. My dream has always been to live out in the mountains somewhere or in a beautiful forest isolated from society. My parents just called me crazy when I wanted to live off the land. I declared myself a vegetarian and usually daydreamed in the hot, boring, classroom about climbing mountains.
 

Feathers in Hair

World's Tallest Hobbit
My dream is to be an author. Not necessarily a rich or popular one, just one who would write things that some people would enjoy reading.
 

Quoth The Raven

Half Arsed Muse
Lintu said:
Do you have a secret dream that you haven't told anyone? My secret dream is to act. I want to play Beatrice in Much Ado About Nothing. I don't have any idea how to do this, but that sure would be exciting.
Find an amateur theatre company or 12 and audition,audition,audition. You'll probably start out in the chorus of something or other, but stick at it and eventually you get some better roles. It's really good fun, too.:)
 

Circle_One

Well-Known Member
Lintu said:
Do you have a secret dream that you haven't told anyone?
Yep, I want to start my own cult where everyone must worship and bow down to the almighty power that is C1.:jam:
 

SoulTYPE

Well-Known Member
Circle_One said:
Yep, I want to start my own cult where everyone must worship and bow down to the almighty power that is C1.:jam:
Yes she does.;)

My dream is not for RF, but is ON RF:)
 

No*s

Captain Obvious
Well, not one that I haven't told nobody.

However, my basic "dream" would be to just get enough cash to go live out in the country, with a simple plot of land, grow most of my food (both animal and vegetable), and simply live out in peace. For niceties, I just want some friends, internet, telephone (not cell), books, and other basic things.

It'll be a while before I can get that, but that's what I want: a simple life.
 

Melody

Well-Known Member
Circle_One said:
Yep, I want to start my own cult where everyone must worship and bow down to the almighty power that is C1.:jam:
I'll have to tell my oldest son that I've finally met someone with a bigger ego than his. :D

During his high school graduation speech, he told the audience that it was his dream in life to be dictator of a small island nation. Puny stuff compared to being a god.

Melody
 

Watcher

The Gunslinger
I don't think any of us want to hear Soul's dreams:p . Lol Melody, that is one of my dreams to;) ! Seriously though, my dreams.... I would love to write science fiction/fantasy novels.
 

Quoth The Raven

Half Arsed Muse
NetDoc said:
I want to dive the Andrea Doria

and then the Edmund Fitzgerald.

Go figure, eh?
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy.

With a load of iron ore - 26,000 tons more
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty
That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed
When the gales of November came early

The ship was the pride of the American side
Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin
As the big freighters go it was bigger than most
With a crew and the Captain well seasoned.

Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
When they left fully loaded for Cleveland
And later that night when the ships bell rang
Could it be the North Wind they'd been feeling.

The wind in the wires made a tattletale sound
And a wave broke over the railing
And every man knew, as the Captain did, too,
T'was the witch of November come stealing.

The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
When the gales of November came slashing
When afternoon came it was freezing rain
In the face of a hurricane West Wind

When supper time came the old cook came on deck
Saying fellows it's too rough to feed ya
At 7PM a main hatchway caved in
He said fellas it's been good to know ya.

The Captain wired in he had water coming in
And the good ship and crew was in peril
And later that night when his lights went out of sight
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

Does anyone know where the love of God goes
When the waves turn the minutes to hours
The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
If they'd fifteen more miles behind her.

They might have split up or they might have capsized
They may have broke deep and took water
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters.

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
In the ruins of her ice water mansion
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams,
The islands and bays are for sportsmen.

And farther below Lake Ontario
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the gales of November remembered.

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed
In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral
The church bell chimed, 'til it rang 29 times
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee
Superior, they say, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early.
 

Scuba Pete

Le plongeur avec attitude...
Hmnnn... this gave me pause to write a parody/sequel to the same song...

Ontario Diver went down to a wreck one day
In the big lake they call Gitchagoomie
They had had a bad storm, so the vis was way bad
At three meters it was positively gloomy!

He had a big tank and had a pony bottle too
He was really geared up for big trouble
But the sight that he saw on the wreck that dark morn
Made even him scream through his bubbles!

His buddy got scared and he tried to bolt
But Ontario Diver did stop him
They swam to the aft of that ill fated boat
As an eerie chill went through them!

The apparition stared deep into the hold
Of the big ship that rested on the bottom
His appearance and clothes, well they looked very old
His sodden expression was ashen

Ontario Diver, he finally realized
What this ghost was tryin’ to show him
For it was all of that ore, and not the captains fault
That had sunk the Edmund Fitzgerald!

The captain was slowly nodding his head
As Ontario Diver started ascending
The poor old lost soul had finally cleared his name
In this tragic old ship’s final ending!

Ontario Diver went down to a wreck one day
In the big lake they call Gitchagoomie
They had had a bad storm, so the vis was way bad
At three meters it was positively gloomy

Of course you can find many other parodies HERE!!! :D
 

Quoth The Raven

Half Arsed Muse
:biglaugh: Pete, that Scubaboard thread is hilarious. I've been cacking myself while the rest of the family looks at me like I'm some sort of deranged idiot.:biglaugh:
 

Scuba Pete

Le plongeur avec attitude...
Yeah,

If you ever find the "You might be a Redneck ScubaDiver..." thread, you just might need oxygen.
 

Pah

Uber all member
I wouldn't mind telling secrets to my 1476 closest friends but two of those are my wife and mother-in-law. So, fat chance folks!

Bob
 
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