Drugged Pierogis? Last night's crazy dream (Part 1)

I'll keep this short and sweet but last night I had another bizarre dream come to me in the early hours of the morning.

In the first segment of the dream (before waking) I was sitting upstairs in my brothers old room from his childhood. Our home was acting as a meeting place for some type of important government conference. However not much work seemed to be getting done as the "conference" had gotten quite wild and out of hand, and was more like a crazy party then anything. Perhaps this is what middle aged, white, wealthy, government officials do at their "conferences"- cut loose? :)

I was in this room as a guest to a man's dinner party, he was Polish, about 50 maybe, and wearing a business suit. I sat at the table with him, and two other men at a small round table crammed into this old, bare room. He served us each a few pierogis and quickly the other guests picked up the dumplings and chowed down. Inside the pierogi the potato was more yellow in color and sloppier then usual. The stuffing reminded me of lemon yellow pudding. I hesitated in eating the dinner, but soon began to eat as well.

A few moments after I began to eat the other guests and the Polish man began to act peculiar. They were moving slowly and acting dopey. The other guests were becoming very lazy. It was if the effort of moving was so strenuous that they were unable to achieve the simple act of bringing food to their mouths. They slowly succeeded in bring the dumplings to their mouths, but with no coordination left in their suddenly drugged-like being they would without exception miss their mouth and the pierogi would land smooshed on their cheek.

Soon I too was acting peculiar. Everything was moving in slow motion and I began to lose control of my body's movements and I lost all balance. I flailed my arms but it looked more as if I were doing some sort of psychedelic, trance, dance then anything because of the intense lagging of my movements. It felt as if the air was so dense that I was fighting a heavy current that was flowing through the air. However gravity had ceased around my lower torso and I was feeling very light and tipsy. I suddenly tipped sideways to the right and fell off my small, brown, wooden, kitchen chair ( I remember this perfectly) hitting the cold, blue, hard wood floor with a 'thump'. Something that should of hurt but didn't because of a sort of numbness in my bottom. I was so tired, and I think I may have been laughing.

And with this thud I awoke. That was all that there was to that!

Lech Kaczynski is this what you do for fun? Serve designer drugs to your destinguished guests at important business meetings? Shame on you sir!
Lech Kaczynski: "Doh". :)