I'm going to tell you what Amos means, just as soon as I can determine what the heck your question is really referring to. Amos as a name is a guy from the bible. He had prophecies and he lived near Jerusalem. If you gave me a random, multiple choice test on all characters from the Bible where I would be guessing, and rest assured, they would be total guesses. What the profession of each character in the Bible was, I would guess every single time that the guy was either a fisherman or a shepherd. I'd be totally sunk if shepherd and fisherman were both options in the question. But this dude was a shepherd.
This seems like the kind of question that someone asks Google by accident though. I mean, how many people think Amos means something besides it being a name? Isn't it always capitalized? Amos also got his own book in the Bible, forgot to mention that earlier. The name in Hebrew means burden. This means that most of the people that I've worked with over the last few years should have been named Amos, male and female. Maybe they could have been name Amosina or something like that, I don't know.
So far, I've only found information linking the name Amos to the Bible and to Hebrew translation type stuff. I'm starting to believe that this really is the only thing that this can mean. People really are out there wanting to know more about Amos and I've mistakenly predicted that there could be more than meets the eye to this question. But, I'm going to keep looking for more stuff anyway because that's the Comedy Apprentice way baby.
I always feel the need to be more silly, so I searched for "Famous Amos" and what do you know, something came up. Always makes me so happy when I can find something on the internet quickly. This is because I grew up in the days of dial up. This was a time where you had to plan your searches to be something critical that you must know for the completion of homework or something stupid that your parents wanted you to look up for them. Operating the computer and fixing the VCR where pretty much my part-time jobs from ages 9-12.
Anyway, this horrendous article came up on Wikipedia for Famous Amos cookies. I say horrendous because there are three citations on here about all the things the article lacks. I don't actually know if that's common or not, this might have been the first time I've ever noticed the needed citations thing. I'm not big on details unless it really, really matters. I love the font that they used for Famous Amos.
Says here that the guy who founded the company did so with money borrowed from Marvin Gaye and Helen Reddy. 25k in cold hard cash for this cookie company. It doesn't say anywhere on there that it was given in cash but I hope it was. The reason why he knew those big celebs is because he was a talent agent. He loved to bake cookies and send them out to possible clients in order to entice them into doing business. Nowadays, you'd have to run the cookies through a severe high level chemical testing trial before consuming them.
Apparently, Wally Amos as he was called loved baking cookies so much that he decided to start this company. His friends told him he should and he didn't seem to want to do the talent agent thing anymore so he borrowed the money and the whole thing took off. As with most depressing business tales, eventually it slowed down and ended up changing hands a bunch. Kellogg owned it for a while but now the guys who make Nutella own it. But at least it still exists. So, long live anybody named Amos, Amosina and the Famous Amos brand. I had no clue how to end this post so there ya go.
Jokes: 8 Mostly Short Jokes About Politics and Gambling
Sympathetic gambler always donating to mismanaged Casino. Insists he is charitable and NOT addicted.
Bloomberg bows out of Presidential campaign to become ballerina. Cites an unyielding love of and desire to have sore feet.
I watched a short documentary on gambling addiction. The example they used was a guy who put himself through college with his blackjack winnings. That's not a gambling addict, that's a gambling expert. I'd buy his PDF manual for how to make a fortune at blackjack. Dude probably only did the documentary as marketing for his supreme level of skill.
There is a way to write that last entry as a short joke, but I don't know what it is.
Completing simple tasks with a computer simplifies your life. Attempting to master complex computer tasks inevitably leads you to the edge of an 11 story balcony.
If you are a semi pro gambler in your 40's and the head cook at Waffle House then you are a gambling addict.
Lying politician claims he was steadfast in denying the advances of the prostitute he later had killed via cash payment. Unfortunately, it was his role playing wife in disguise. "She was really good at that..." He later commented.
Elizabeth Warren ends her presidential bid and admits that running for president of the United States is really more of a hobby.
I'm going to call this post 8 jokes about blah blah blah, I don't know yet. There weren't as many dark jokes in this post. I consider gambling addiction to be pretty good grounds for dark jokes to be made. But there wasn't anything super extreme on my mind. That's really the driving force behind a good dark joke I think. Maybe not, I don't know. One of my favorite jokes that I've ever written is "BDSM chef prefers cream whipped." I had that flash into my mind as I was waking up one morning. I think that's the only time that has happened.
The joke about Bloomberg is nothing personal, I couldn't give a fuck less who runs the government. That kind of joke falls into the category of madcap. It's silliness on the level of Bugs Bunny and the three stooges type stuff. In other words, it's awesome. Plus, I'd say that joke falls into the irony category too because a tough, successful business man and politician would never be a ballerina at any point of his life. Same goes for a female at the same success level. Ballet is a pursuit so involving that you can't really accomplish anything else while you're doing it. Maybe not everyone knows that aspect of the joke but oh well. Thanks for reading and I'll see you on the next one, cheers!
Elizabeth Warren ends her presidential bid and admits that running for president of the United States is really more of a hobby.
I'm going to call this post 8 jokes about blah blah blah, I don't know yet. There weren't as many dark jokes in this post. I consider gambling addiction to be pretty good grounds for dark jokes to be made. But there wasn't anything super extreme on my mind. That's really the driving force behind a good dark joke I think. Maybe not, I don't know. One of my favorite jokes that I've ever written is "BDSM chef prefers cream whipped." I had that flash into my mind as I was waking up one morning. I think that's the only time that has happened.
The joke about Bloomberg is nothing personal, I couldn't give a fuck less who runs the government. That kind of joke falls into the category of madcap. It's silliness on the level of Bugs Bunny and the three stooges type stuff. In other words, it's awesome. Plus, I'd say that joke falls into the irony category too because a tough, successful business man and politician would never be a ballerina at any point of his life. Same goes for a female at the same success level. Ballet is a pursuit so involving that you can't really accomplish anything else while you're doing it. Maybe not everyone knows that aspect of the joke but oh well. Thanks for reading and I'll see you on the next one, cheers!
The Answers: What do I do to be Saved?
Before anyone asks, angrily emails me or yells at me in the street, no, my giving the answer to the question "What do I do to be Saved?" is not a joke. I am a Christian and I have love for all people as I'm supposed to. So, if you're of a different belief system than me then please do not be offended by this post. I'm merely trying to help out where there are people in need. According to my beliefs, I should do something like this in love, and I have. Whatever your beliefs, you are welcome on Comedy Apprentice and I hope you'll stick around to get laughs from my future jokes.
This is not my normal kind of subject matter or content. But I saw it in my keyword research for questions that people need answers to. I felt compelled deep down in my heart to write this post. The whole point of this series is to give real answers with jokes or give fake answers to silly/ridiculous things. As I said before, that's not what this is. There is nothing more important to me than my own salvation. I've been saved since I was 7 years old and though I've strayed many times and many ways, I still remember what you'll need to do. Here is my answer to "What do I do to be saved?".
Most people go to church for a while without feeling anything. That's totally normal and not something that you should immediately be worried about. After you've been there for a while or even if you haven't ever been to church, you start to experience a feeling called "being under conviction". I phrase it like that because that's how I've always heard it described and that's what I felt when I was going through this process.
Being under conviction feels awful. It's comparable to depression but not quite because there is an underlying fear that you will burn in Hell for eternity with conviction. You're in the state of conviction because you have through some means learned of your own sin. You realize that you're a sinner and that something must change in order for you to live well again and for you to go to Heaven.
When you get to this point it can be helpful to approach people that you know are saved, or those that have talked about it and would in all likelihood love to help. But, the process of getting saved is something that you can complete without the help of anyone but you and God. Here's how it goes, you kneel down and pray. In your prayer you must admit that you're a sinner and that without forgiveness you will go to Hell. You then profess that you believe that Jesus died on the cross and rose again for our sins and you ask him to come into your heart.
This prayer may go on for some time before you feel relief. Or, it could be instantaneous. I've heard plenty of different people describe it plenty of different ways but the end is always the same. You feel a sensation of relief that you will never be able to out do. There is no greater peace that will ever be laid on your heart than the one that you will receive once your prayer is answered. You might cry, you might laugh, you might cry while you're laughing. In the end, you'll be so thankful for your salvation that you won't know what to do with yourself.
Now you've come to the final step in the "What do I do to be saved?" equation. You go out and confess to the world what has happened to you. You tell everyone in your church family if you have one and you tell your friends and loved ones. By completing this process you've effectively allowed God to be the leader of your life and existence. Everything that happens after this moment will be challenging, rewarding all sorts of the things that make life into living. But you will always know in your heart of hearts where you will go when you die. Nothing is better than that. :)
This is not my normal kind of subject matter or content. But I saw it in my keyword research for questions that people need answers to. I felt compelled deep down in my heart to write this post. The whole point of this series is to give real answers with jokes or give fake answers to silly/ridiculous things. As I said before, that's not what this is. There is nothing more important to me than my own salvation. I've been saved since I was 7 years old and though I've strayed many times and many ways, I still remember what you'll need to do. Here is my answer to "What do I do to be saved?".
Most people go to church for a while without feeling anything. That's totally normal and not something that you should immediately be worried about. After you've been there for a while or even if you haven't ever been to church, you start to experience a feeling called "being under conviction". I phrase it like that because that's how I've always heard it described and that's what I felt when I was going through this process.
Being under conviction feels awful. It's comparable to depression but not quite because there is an underlying fear that you will burn in Hell for eternity with conviction. You're in the state of conviction because you have through some means learned of your own sin. You realize that you're a sinner and that something must change in order for you to live well again and for you to go to Heaven.
When you get to this point it can be helpful to approach people that you know are saved, or those that have talked about it and would in all likelihood love to help. But, the process of getting saved is something that you can complete without the help of anyone but you and God. Here's how it goes, you kneel down and pray. In your prayer you must admit that you're a sinner and that without forgiveness you will go to Hell. You then profess that you believe that Jesus died on the cross and rose again for our sins and you ask him to come into your heart.
This prayer may go on for some time before you feel relief. Or, it could be instantaneous. I've heard plenty of different people describe it plenty of different ways but the end is always the same. You feel a sensation of relief that you will never be able to out do. There is no greater peace that will ever be laid on your heart than the one that you will receive once your prayer is answered. You might cry, you might laugh, you might cry while you're laughing. In the end, you'll be so thankful for your salvation that you won't know what to do with yourself.
Now you've come to the final step in the "What do I do to be saved?" equation. You go out and confess to the world what has happened to you. You tell everyone in your church family if you have one and you tell your friends and loved ones. By completing this process you've effectively allowed God to be the leader of your life and existence. Everything that happens after this moment will be challenging, rewarding all sorts of the things that make life into living. But you will always know in your heart of hearts where you will go when you die. Nothing is better than that. :)
Jokes: 10 Short Jokes to Help You Decide the Short Joke of the Day
Man missing for almost 2 weeks found by Asheville police in jail. "Couldn't remember the last place we left him." -Sheriff
"How do concussions affect the brain?" asked one scientist with a hammer.
Man who believed himself invincible crashed through the front window of a bus he was driving and suffered no harm. Was originally thought to suffer from psychosis, now doctors are calling him superman.
I always click the most ridiculous news stories when I'm trying to write jokes. So now my news feed struggles to provide me with news stories that are fucked up enough for me.
High performers prone to fits of giggles and redness of the eyes.
Bigoted fluffy white bunnies found isolating themselves from colored bunnies.
Deranged biology major dreams of one day yanking the rotten teeth out of strangers.
Fearsome kittens viciously attack the hand that feeds them in show of dominance.
Promiscuous post man leaves love letters all around town.
Flirty prison guard always dangling the keys just out of reach.
Somewhere in this writing you'll find the short joke of the day. Although I never decide that for myself. I don't know which short joke people will think is the funniest. So, if you want to, you can comment what joke on this list you think should be the short joke of the day. I'd love to read that and it would help me to decide what short jokes on these posts I should be considering for t-shirts and clothing designs in the future.
If you want, you can still comment what the funniest part of my answers, shot glass thoughts and any of the older posts are. They wouldn't necessarily fit the format of the short joke of the day type stuff but I could keep those suggestions in mind for future projects. I look forward to reading what you guys think about my short jokes. Thank you for reading and I'll see you on the next one, cheers!
"How do concussions affect the brain?" asked one scientist with a hammer.
Man who believed himself invincible crashed through the front window of a bus he was driving and suffered no harm. Was originally thought to suffer from psychosis, now doctors are calling him superman.
I always click the most ridiculous news stories when I'm trying to write jokes. So now my news feed struggles to provide me with news stories that are fucked up enough for me.
High performers prone to fits of giggles and redness of the eyes.
Bigoted fluffy white bunnies found isolating themselves from colored bunnies.
Deranged biology major dreams of one day yanking the rotten teeth out of strangers.
Fearsome kittens viciously attack the hand that feeds them in show of dominance.
Promiscuous post man leaves love letters all around town.
Flirty prison guard always dangling the keys just out of reach.
Somewhere in this writing you'll find the short joke of the day. Although I never decide that for myself. I don't know which short joke people will think is the funniest. So, if you want to, you can comment what joke on this list you think should be the short joke of the day. I'd love to read that and it would help me to decide what short jokes on these posts I should be considering for t-shirts and clothing designs in the future.
If you want, you can still comment what the funniest part of my answers, shot glass thoughts and any of the older posts are. They wouldn't necessarily fit the format of the short joke of the day type stuff but I could keep those suggestions in mind for future projects. I look forward to reading what you guys think about my short jokes. Thank you for reading and I'll see you on the next one, cheers!
Shot Glass Thought: How to Quickly Prove You are a Basic Bitch Online
I'll level with you, I've never really enjoyed Facebook. Nowadays I use it exclusively for Search Engine Optimization purposes. I didn't enjoy it back when I first started using it in my early teens and I probably never will enjoy it. It just sucks. Tards that I knew in high school use the platform to advertise the pyramid scheme that they are currently helping out with.
I've even been one of those tards back in the day when I tried to supplement my income by selling Herbalife shit. But I was 19 and off my fucking nut. It's more understandable given those circumstances. These folks I read for about 2 minutes each day are in their 30's and 40's. People that I might have looked up to back in the day. These folks aren't doing shit with their life. They aren't chasing a dream or doing something that means something. They are just regular fucking people contributing nothing and that really kind of just tires me out.
The most sure fire way to quickly prove that you're a basic bitch online is to share some emotional, redemption story bullshit post that is 8,000 words of absolutely nothing worth reading. Because it's all made up and exists to market some fucking product. They are appealing to your emotions. If those things ask for donations then they are almost certainly scams. I don't know that for sure but you should take some serious considerations as to what you donate to online. I pretty much only donate to Wikipedia and that's only when they ask me once per year.
But yeah you're definitely a basic bitch and proud of it if you share one of those "guilt you into paying for something" posts. Most of the time when you try to make the world a better place in a large sweeping kind of way, you make the world worse. Look at welfare, it's a cancer on the people who really do need help. It's considered to be help, but it doesn't help. This is why I don't focus on saving the world from my keyboard. I save my money and work hard so that if I can do some good, I'll be able to.
This is the way that you can assist people, being available to help others that are around you. Don't think for one second that retweeting or clogging everyone's feed with your bullshit posts about mental health and poverty actually helps anyone. Most of the cunts, be they male or female that post about the tragedy of mental health issues would never listen to someone struggling so that they may feel a bit better. They share that bullshit online so that someone will see them sharing it and think "Wow, what a great person that is. I'm so glad for our brief acquaintance. Otherwise I might never have seen this moving post of total fucking bullshit."
In short, don't be a basic bitch online, help people that are around you when you can. Face to fucking face, not at your keyboard with a hoodie and yoga pants on and a half gone jug of fucking barefoot chardonnay. For the same price you could have drank a bottle of Martini and Rossi bubbly you fucking basic bitch.
I've even been one of those tards back in the day when I tried to supplement my income by selling Herbalife shit. But I was 19 and off my fucking nut. It's more understandable given those circumstances. These folks I read for about 2 minutes each day are in their 30's and 40's. People that I might have looked up to back in the day. These folks aren't doing shit with their life. They aren't chasing a dream or doing something that means something. They are just regular fucking people contributing nothing and that really kind of just tires me out.
The most sure fire way to quickly prove that you're a basic bitch online is to share some emotional, redemption story bullshit post that is 8,000 words of absolutely nothing worth reading. Because it's all made up and exists to market some fucking product. They are appealing to your emotions. If those things ask for donations then they are almost certainly scams. I don't know that for sure but you should take some serious considerations as to what you donate to online. I pretty much only donate to Wikipedia and that's only when they ask me once per year.
But yeah you're definitely a basic bitch and proud of it if you share one of those "guilt you into paying for something" posts. Most of the time when you try to make the world a better place in a large sweeping kind of way, you make the world worse. Look at welfare, it's a cancer on the people who really do need help. It's considered to be help, but it doesn't help. This is why I don't focus on saving the world from my keyboard. I save my money and work hard so that if I can do some good, I'll be able to.
This is the way that you can assist people, being available to help others that are around you. Don't think for one second that retweeting or clogging everyone's feed with your bullshit posts about mental health and poverty actually helps anyone. Most of the cunts, be they male or female that post about the tragedy of mental health issues would never listen to someone struggling so that they may feel a bit better. They share that bullshit online so that someone will see them sharing it and think "Wow, what a great person that is. I'm so glad for our brief acquaintance. Otherwise I might never have seen this moving post of total fucking bullshit."
In short, don't be a basic bitch online, help people that are around you when you can. Face to fucking face, not at your keyboard with a hoodie and yoga pants on and a half gone jug of fucking barefoot chardonnay. For the same price you could have drank a bottle of Martini and Rossi bubbly you fucking basic bitch.
The Answers: What Does it Mean When You Dream About Bears?
Fairly recently, sometime in mid-February I believe, I had a dream that involved bears. I'll retell it here for the entertainment of the audience. It's not rollickingly funny, but I do think you'll get some amusement out of it by imagining me so scared that I'm nearly shitting my pants through the entire thing. Because that's how I was in the dream even if the tone of the dream wasn't super threatening and scary. In fact, the tone was relatively light-hearted and I was the only one scared.
I'm asleep in my bed at my parent's place. It's the home that I grew up in, in the bed that I slept in for the majority of the time that I lived there. I feel something fury nudging and prodding at me as I sleep. I swat at it over my shoulder thinking all the while that somebody in the family is just fucking with me using a dust buster or something. I get a more forceful nudge in return for my swipe. It's now that I pull the covers back and look into the eyes of a giant black bear that is looming over me. He has both paws on the bed but somehow his weight isn't sagging the bed.
I leap out of bed and start screaming and freaking out but nobody in the house seems to care. I grab my brother's gun and fire several blasts into the bear's face. He doesn't seem fazed or harmed by the attack but decides to just leave the house anyway. He exits out of my bedroom window, which is for some reason wide open. I thought in the dream that he must have been such a smart bear that he knew how to open a window and exploit it's security faults. A very silly concept now that I'm fully awake.
I remember the dream in full because I always put a summary of the dreams that I find to be worth remembering in my phone as soon as I wake up. This way I never forget them and can reference them for posts like this or for interesting conversation with people who do the same thing. I'd recommend it to everyone, recording your dreams that is. I'd have to say that some of the best moments of my life have come while I was asleep. Dreams of experiences that I cannot, nor will not ever have. I'll write more about these experiences in the future. So, if you really like the dreams posts then look forward to some more of them.
Back to the bear dream. I watched the bear that I shot mozy through our front yard until he met up with his numerous cubs and his lady. The mom and the dad bears just laid down in the front yard under the shade while the 5-7 cubs ran around the yard wrestling and playing. I was still panicked from the earlier experience. At this point I'm afraid that the bears will never leave and that we will never be able to leave either. That's so silly! I love it. I don't know why dream me wasn't considering calling the forest cops or whatever they are. The people who arrest bears and then release them in the woods after writing them a ticket or some shit. I can't tell you about that life because I don't know anything about it.
As is just so happens, in the dream my family all got up and got ready for Sunday morning church. I was astounded that they were not worried about the bears. They all got dressed and got in the family car and took off. Before they left, my mother reminded me of some things that I could eat in the fridge if I got hungry before church let out. They just drove around the bears and went to church as if nothing had happened. I didn't tell them that the dad bear was an expert infiltrator and that he had an immunity to bullets.
Eventually, church friends, extended family and neighbors of ours drove around our yard looking at and taking pictures of the bear family. I was yelling at them from the house to be careful and to not get out of their cars but they did anyway. They laughed and carried on and had a great time filming and taking pictures of the bears. They were talking about us never having the bears removed. As long as they aren't hurting anything, why have them moved? I was very anxious and upset in the dream about the nonchalance that everyone showed towards the bears. I was also doubtful that the supernatural bears could be removed from the yard even if we did call someone to do the job.
When I woke up from the dream I recorded it as quickly as I could and laughed at the experience. Once I was awake, I thought the whole thing was pretty funny. At this point, I'm going to do some quick internet research on the topic of bears in dreams and then I'll come back with what I've learned in the following paragraphs. This way, we can know once and for all just what it means when you dream about bears.
Bears are mighty leaders, protective parents and wondering happy hobo rulers of the forest. Having a bear in your dream can mean that you are needing a guide. Maybe your life is too stressful and you need the kind and calm assurance of a bear to lead you out of it. Whether the bear is doing something or sleeping can be a sign that you are pursuing a life goal or resting from it. I think the sleep could be more along the lines of you aren't working on the goal when perhaps you should be. But I suppose it could also be a reminder that you should rest on your way to your goal. In my dream, maybe the bear was waking me up so that I could get back to work on being a better comedian. I write everyday, but maybe I was oversleeping and the bear wanted me to cut that out.
I've also read where it says that having a bear in your dream could be a sign that you are ready to develop into the person that you are supposed to be. Like, having the bear in my dream might be a sign that I'm going to become a great comic over the next few years. I'm not going to bet the house on that one but I will keep working hard so that if it does happen I'll be able to thank the bear.
If the bear is raging in the dream then it means that I'm probably raging in real life and have some personal shit that I need to get sorted. If the bear is asleep then it means that I need to rest and recover. But, my bear woke me up and scared the shit out of me. He was extremely peaceful though, which could mean that I'm prepared and skilled at what I do. There won't be too many situations that I'll encounter that will fuck me up. I hope that's the implication of my dream because I'd love to not get fucked up by unexpected circumstances ever again. Even though doing so is just a part of being alive.
Well, so far I've read several interpretations of violence towards a bear and a bear against you but there aren't any about invincible bears. Fear not about the information that I skip in my "research" I'll be linking to all my sources at the bottom of this post. This way anyone that wants to learn more about a bear in your dream will be able to tread the same mountain path that I took through the internet.
One interpretation of seeing a peaceful bear in your dream is that you are independent and you might see some success in your financial future. Well, that would be awesome. I am pretty damn independent. Encountering a black bear is apparently not that great. If I failed to mention earlier, yes all the bears in my dream were black bears. Seeing a black bear in your dream could mean that you will encounter a terrible situation where you must not run away, but instead hunker down and fight for yourself. To tell you the truth, I do typically hunker down and stick with it in bad situations. I'm not sure if it's wise to do so or not. I do love the challenge of it and what little I've read of Stoic philosophy tells you to just weather the storm and take each day and each moment as one more step that you must take. So, I guess that's what I'll do if I get rich soon, or if I end up in a bad situation soon. Maybe getting rich will be the bad situation!
Apparently, the wealth and prosperity bear dream is only if you see the bear and never interact with him. Mine woke me up and then I shot him in his invincible face. My bear and all the other bears in the dream for that matter were all peaceful. According to another source that means that I'm independent and I can handle myself. I agree with that part of it. I've gone a long way to establish my independence. It might be the most important part of growing up. Do we ever really know someone until they've been on their own? Know the real person deep down in them. Being on your own brings that part out of you and finishes you in a sense. Although I ascribe to the thought that were never finished until were dead. So, if you're on the older side then keep on dreaming and changing, you've surely still got some time left on the clock.
One funny interpretation of the bear dream is that if the bear is in your house then you must have a dominating female presence in your life. I'll just pass that compliment on to my girlfr-...oh yes, there is no woman in my life. Well, I'm not sad about that as much as it's funny to pretend like I am. I have seen what the best women are like and now I know what to hold out for and what to insist on having in my life. I don't know if I believe that I'll ever have a woman like that as my own but I don't really care either. Being a great comic is the sole reason why I breathe. If it pisses you off that I wrote that as though I will own the woman than here is my concession that she will own me too. But you're still a pussy for getting heated about my wording. We all belong to the people we love and to things that we love doing.
Seeing a bear dancing is supposed to indicate that I will need to defend my opinions and beliefs at some point. I hope that I never dream of a dancing bear because the image that my mind has conjured right now is that of the clown from IT dancing when the girl finds him underground I think? It's been a while since I watched that movie but the freaky fucking dancing has stayed with me. So a giant bear dancing like the clown from IT, that's what my brain put together as soon as I read the entry about dancing bears. I'm not sure if that means that I'm a sick fuck or if my brain is fucking sick duuuuude. (GNARLY DUDE).
I learned in therapy that you can interpret your own dreams by assigning values and defining symbols that you find important in the dream. I think it'll be interesting to do that with this dream and then I'll summarize what I've covered in this bear dream, big ass post. In real life, I have experienced devastating bouts of insomnia. Devastating here refers to the stress and pain that it put on my mind and body. I know I've surely mentioned this before, but one of the worst weeks of my life I worked over 60 hours behind the bar and only slept 8 hrs total the entire 7 day period. I only slept 4-5 hours a night for some time after that week was over.
So it's safe to say that I am anxious about not getting sleep. I don't care what people say about sleeping too much, I need my sleep dammit. Having the bear wake me up and scare the shit out of me may have been a way of demonstrating how afraid I am of facing the world when I haven't slept. When I have one of those awesome 2 hour nap nights before a 12 hour work day I am afraid. Afraid that I'll suck at my job and that I'll fuck things up. Afraid that I might fall asleep at the wheel and kill someone or myself in the process. During the periods when I haven't been able to sleep I've experienced hallucinations too. Disturbing shit that's much worse to look at than a family of invincible bears. There are plenty of reasons why I would be afraid of being woken up too soon and not getting enough sleep.
I soon discover in the dream, that not even the most powerful weapon at my disposal can conquer the bear, which is life without proper sleep. The gun could be a symbol for the medications that I take in order to get me to sleep and keep me at a functioning human level of emotion each day. The meds I take are for serotonin levels and sleep. I think it's fair to say that the gun could be my meds. The bear rejoining the family in the yard could symbolize the distance between me and my struggles with facing the world with the unmistakable blood shot eyes and ruffled hair of a person who didn't get any zzz.
The bear rejoins the happy family and leaves me alone because I've conquered that part of me. I take my meds, get my sleep, work my job and write my jokes. I'm doing good, so that's what the bear was telling me. It's good that I'm doing good. Maybe you folks out there in the internet have a different take on this dream. Maybe you found this to be funny, informative or a meandering mix of useless shit. I think if you try hard enough, you could make that the definition of most everything that I write. But I have a great time doing it all the same. ;)
We learned that if you only see a bear in your dream, you're gonna get rich. We learned that black bears might mean you should metaphorically and perhaps literally clinch your asshole for whats coming next. We learned that sometimes having a bear in your dream can mean that you're independent, which is great. I got the chance to practice a valuable skill that I learned in therapy. Hopefully, the way that I did it will help some of you if you need such a thing. I didn't assign values to the end of the dream because I didn't feel compelled to. That's also a part of the skill. If it's not important to you, then you don't need it.
This was a lot of fun to write and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I have. The list of links I used is below. Thanks for reading and I'll see you on the next one, cheers!
Links:
https://dreamingandsleeping.com/dreams-about-bears-interpretation-and-meaning/
https://mydreamsymbolism.com/dreams-about-bears-meaning-and-interpretation/
https://www.healtholino.com/dreams-about-bears-interpretation-and-meaning/
I'm asleep in my bed at my parent's place. It's the home that I grew up in, in the bed that I slept in for the majority of the time that I lived there. I feel something fury nudging and prodding at me as I sleep. I swat at it over my shoulder thinking all the while that somebody in the family is just fucking with me using a dust buster or something. I get a more forceful nudge in return for my swipe. It's now that I pull the covers back and look into the eyes of a giant black bear that is looming over me. He has both paws on the bed but somehow his weight isn't sagging the bed.
I leap out of bed and start screaming and freaking out but nobody in the house seems to care. I grab my brother's gun and fire several blasts into the bear's face. He doesn't seem fazed or harmed by the attack but decides to just leave the house anyway. He exits out of my bedroom window, which is for some reason wide open. I thought in the dream that he must have been such a smart bear that he knew how to open a window and exploit it's security faults. A very silly concept now that I'm fully awake.
I remember the dream in full because I always put a summary of the dreams that I find to be worth remembering in my phone as soon as I wake up. This way I never forget them and can reference them for posts like this or for interesting conversation with people who do the same thing. I'd recommend it to everyone, recording your dreams that is. I'd have to say that some of the best moments of my life have come while I was asleep. Dreams of experiences that I cannot, nor will not ever have. I'll write more about these experiences in the future. So, if you really like the dreams posts then look forward to some more of them.
Back to the bear dream. I watched the bear that I shot mozy through our front yard until he met up with his numerous cubs and his lady. The mom and the dad bears just laid down in the front yard under the shade while the 5-7 cubs ran around the yard wrestling and playing. I was still panicked from the earlier experience. At this point I'm afraid that the bears will never leave and that we will never be able to leave either. That's so silly! I love it. I don't know why dream me wasn't considering calling the forest cops or whatever they are. The people who arrest bears and then release them in the woods after writing them a ticket or some shit. I can't tell you about that life because I don't know anything about it.
As is just so happens, in the dream my family all got up and got ready for Sunday morning church. I was astounded that they were not worried about the bears. They all got dressed and got in the family car and took off. Before they left, my mother reminded me of some things that I could eat in the fridge if I got hungry before church let out. They just drove around the bears and went to church as if nothing had happened. I didn't tell them that the dad bear was an expert infiltrator and that he had an immunity to bullets.
Eventually, church friends, extended family and neighbors of ours drove around our yard looking at and taking pictures of the bear family. I was yelling at them from the house to be careful and to not get out of their cars but they did anyway. They laughed and carried on and had a great time filming and taking pictures of the bears. They were talking about us never having the bears removed. As long as they aren't hurting anything, why have them moved? I was very anxious and upset in the dream about the nonchalance that everyone showed towards the bears. I was also doubtful that the supernatural bears could be removed from the yard even if we did call someone to do the job.
When I woke up from the dream I recorded it as quickly as I could and laughed at the experience. Once I was awake, I thought the whole thing was pretty funny. At this point, I'm going to do some quick internet research on the topic of bears in dreams and then I'll come back with what I've learned in the following paragraphs. This way, we can know once and for all just what it means when you dream about bears.
Bears are mighty leaders, protective parents and wondering happy hobo rulers of the forest. Having a bear in your dream can mean that you are needing a guide. Maybe your life is too stressful and you need the kind and calm assurance of a bear to lead you out of it. Whether the bear is doing something or sleeping can be a sign that you are pursuing a life goal or resting from it. I think the sleep could be more along the lines of you aren't working on the goal when perhaps you should be. But I suppose it could also be a reminder that you should rest on your way to your goal. In my dream, maybe the bear was waking me up so that I could get back to work on being a better comedian. I write everyday, but maybe I was oversleeping and the bear wanted me to cut that out.
I've also read where it says that having a bear in your dream could be a sign that you are ready to develop into the person that you are supposed to be. Like, having the bear in my dream might be a sign that I'm going to become a great comic over the next few years. I'm not going to bet the house on that one but I will keep working hard so that if it does happen I'll be able to thank the bear.
If the bear is raging in the dream then it means that I'm probably raging in real life and have some personal shit that I need to get sorted. If the bear is asleep then it means that I need to rest and recover. But, my bear woke me up and scared the shit out of me. He was extremely peaceful though, which could mean that I'm prepared and skilled at what I do. There won't be too many situations that I'll encounter that will fuck me up. I hope that's the implication of my dream because I'd love to not get fucked up by unexpected circumstances ever again. Even though doing so is just a part of being alive.
Well, so far I've read several interpretations of violence towards a bear and a bear against you but there aren't any about invincible bears. Fear not about the information that I skip in my "research" I'll be linking to all my sources at the bottom of this post. This way anyone that wants to learn more about a bear in your dream will be able to tread the same mountain path that I took through the internet.
One interpretation of seeing a peaceful bear in your dream is that you are independent and you might see some success in your financial future. Well, that would be awesome. I am pretty damn independent. Encountering a black bear is apparently not that great. If I failed to mention earlier, yes all the bears in my dream were black bears. Seeing a black bear in your dream could mean that you will encounter a terrible situation where you must not run away, but instead hunker down and fight for yourself. To tell you the truth, I do typically hunker down and stick with it in bad situations. I'm not sure if it's wise to do so or not. I do love the challenge of it and what little I've read of Stoic philosophy tells you to just weather the storm and take each day and each moment as one more step that you must take. So, I guess that's what I'll do if I get rich soon, or if I end up in a bad situation soon. Maybe getting rich will be the bad situation!
Apparently, the wealth and prosperity bear dream is only if you see the bear and never interact with him. Mine woke me up and then I shot him in his invincible face. My bear and all the other bears in the dream for that matter were all peaceful. According to another source that means that I'm independent and I can handle myself. I agree with that part of it. I've gone a long way to establish my independence. It might be the most important part of growing up. Do we ever really know someone until they've been on their own? Know the real person deep down in them. Being on your own brings that part out of you and finishes you in a sense. Although I ascribe to the thought that were never finished until were dead. So, if you're on the older side then keep on dreaming and changing, you've surely still got some time left on the clock.
One funny interpretation of the bear dream is that if the bear is in your house then you must have a dominating female presence in your life. I'll just pass that compliment on to my girlfr-...oh yes, there is no woman in my life. Well, I'm not sad about that as much as it's funny to pretend like I am. I have seen what the best women are like and now I know what to hold out for and what to insist on having in my life. I don't know if I believe that I'll ever have a woman like that as my own but I don't really care either. Being a great comic is the sole reason why I breathe. If it pisses you off that I wrote that as though I will own the woman than here is my concession that she will own me too. But you're still a pussy for getting heated about my wording. We all belong to the people we love and to things that we love doing.
Seeing a bear dancing is supposed to indicate that I will need to defend my opinions and beliefs at some point. I hope that I never dream of a dancing bear because the image that my mind has conjured right now is that of the clown from IT dancing when the girl finds him underground I think? It's been a while since I watched that movie but the freaky fucking dancing has stayed with me. So a giant bear dancing like the clown from IT, that's what my brain put together as soon as I read the entry about dancing bears. I'm not sure if that means that I'm a sick fuck or if my brain is fucking sick duuuuude. (GNARLY DUDE).
I learned in therapy that you can interpret your own dreams by assigning values and defining symbols that you find important in the dream. I think it'll be interesting to do that with this dream and then I'll summarize what I've covered in this bear dream, big ass post. In real life, I have experienced devastating bouts of insomnia. Devastating here refers to the stress and pain that it put on my mind and body. I know I've surely mentioned this before, but one of the worst weeks of my life I worked over 60 hours behind the bar and only slept 8 hrs total the entire 7 day period. I only slept 4-5 hours a night for some time after that week was over.
So it's safe to say that I am anxious about not getting sleep. I don't care what people say about sleeping too much, I need my sleep dammit. Having the bear wake me up and scare the shit out of me may have been a way of demonstrating how afraid I am of facing the world when I haven't slept. When I have one of those awesome 2 hour nap nights before a 12 hour work day I am afraid. Afraid that I'll suck at my job and that I'll fuck things up. Afraid that I might fall asleep at the wheel and kill someone or myself in the process. During the periods when I haven't been able to sleep I've experienced hallucinations too. Disturbing shit that's much worse to look at than a family of invincible bears. There are plenty of reasons why I would be afraid of being woken up too soon and not getting enough sleep.
I soon discover in the dream, that not even the most powerful weapon at my disposal can conquer the bear, which is life without proper sleep. The gun could be a symbol for the medications that I take in order to get me to sleep and keep me at a functioning human level of emotion each day. The meds I take are for serotonin levels and sleep. I think it's fair to say that the gun could be my meds. The bear rejoining the family in the yard could symbolize the distance between me and my struggles with facing the world with the unmistakable blood shot eyes and ruffled hair of a person who didn't get any zzz.
The bear rejoins the happy family and leaves me alone because I've conquered that part of me. I take my meds, get my sleep, work my job and write my jokes. I'm doing good, so that's what the bear was telling me. It's good that I'm doing good. Maybe you folks out there in the internet have a different take on this dream. Maybe you found this to be funny, informative or a meandering mix of useless shit. I think if you try hard enough, you could make that the definition of most everything that I write. But I have a great time doing it all the same. ;)
We learned that if you only see a bear in your dream, you're gonna get rich. We learned that black bears might mean you should metaphorically and perhaps literally clinch your asshole for whats coming next. We learned that sometimes having a bear in your dream can mean that you're independent, which is great. I got the chance to practice a valuable skill that I learned in therapy. Hopefully, the way that I did it will help some of you if you need such a thing. I didn't assign values to the end of the dream because I didn't feel compelled to. That's also a part of the skill. If it's not important to you, then you don't need it.
This was a lot of fun to write and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I have. The list of links I used is below. Thanks for reading and I'll see you on the next one, cheers!
Links:
https://dreamingandsleeping.com/dreams-about-bears-interpretation-and-meaning/
https://mydreamsymbolism.com/dreams-about-bears-meaning-and-interpretation/
https://www.healtholino.com/dreams-about-bears-interpretation-and-meaning/
Jokes: 15 Short Jokes Invoking the Character Flaws that Derailed your Political Career
Plenty of dark jokes to be had in this bitch baby. I'm saying in this bitch! baby. With an eerily long pause in between bitch! and baby. I'd never call a baby a bitch if you were wondering. Also, I might have to catch my breath to be able to say the baby part. This is because when I yell bitch, I commit. I want to be the comedian version of the doctor from Mad Max: Fury Road. I think that disgusting freak would love some good dark jokes. Anyway, hears the jokes(;p)
Immature preacher delivers message in toddler tantrum format. (This joke makes good sense if you've ever suffered through the scream fests delivered by some southern baptist preachers. Google it if you don't believe me, it's absurd.)
Playful general never bombs anything important.
Incompetent plumber gives the pipe to everyone but his wife.
Lazy porn addict cured after not being able to pay the internet bill.
I've tried to fall in love with every good woman in town but they don't accept cash.
Lying masochist refuses to tell the doctor where it hurts.
Overconfident cleaning man confused about how replaceable he is.
Pussy ass lazy fuck willing to complain about sore feet but not willing to ice them.
Man at war with his feet gains 200lbs to crush them.
Overambitious campfire looks to eradicate entire forest.
Practical stunt man sells insurance on the side.
Prideful sadist gave himself up via social media posts from his dungeon.
Seductive truck driver bangs prostitutes for free...at gun point.
Senile 19 year old only able to smoke pot and "totally chill."
Softhearted tyrant in favor of selective slaughter and subjugation as opposed to reckless total annihilation.
There is a bit of dark humor in this post. Quite a bit actually, now that I've proofread it. The most dark joke being the one about the "seductive trucker" lol. I love that joke, it's probably my favorite on the list. Not because I hate women... but it doesn't hurt to be honest. Just kidding obviously. Are there any liberals reading this that can make a literal interpretation of these posts and then cry about it publicly?
Also, are there any know it all conservative cunts that can call the liberals wusses but then tell the public that my writing is not on the same level as a comedian that they've been paid to endorse? Fucking gutless sellouts. Yeah, both sides can fuck off. But by fuck off I mean argue about me so that I can get some free marketing. Anyway, that's all the dark jokes I can muster for now. See you on the next one, cheers!
Immature preacher delivers message in toddler tantrum format. (This joke makes good sense if you've ever suffered through the scream fests delivered by some southern baptist preachers. Google it if you don't believe me, it's absurd.)
Playful general never bombs anything important.
Incompetent plumber gives the pipe to everyone but his wife.
Lazy porn addict cured after not being able to pay the internet bill.
I've tried to fall in love with every good woman in town but they don't accept cash.
Lying masochist refuses to tell the doctor where it hurts.
Overconfident cleaning man confused about how replaceable he is.
Pussy ass lazy fuck willing to complain about sore feet but not willing to ice them.
Man at war with his feet gains 200lbs to crush them.
Overambitious campfire looks to eradicate entire forest.
Practical stunt man sells insurance on the side.
Prideful sadist gave himself up via social media posts from his dungeon.
Seductive truck driver bangs prostitutes for free...at gun point.
Senile 19 year old only able to smoke pot and "totally chill."
Softhearted tyrant in favor of selective slaughter and subjugation as opposed to reckless total annihilation.
There is a bit of dark humor in this post. Quite a bit actually, now that I've proofread it. The most dark joke being the one about the "seductive trucker" lol. I love that joke, it's probably my favorite on the list. Not because I hate women... but it doesn't hurt to be honest. Just kidding obviously. Are there any liberals reading this that can make a literal interpretation of these posts and then cry about it publicly?
Also, are there any know it all conservative cunts that can call the liberals wusses but then tell the public that my writing is not on the same level as a comedian that they've been paid to endorse? Fucking gutless sellouts. Yeah, both sides can fuck off. But by fuck off I mean argue about me so that I can get some free marketing. Anyway, that's all the dark jokes I can muster for now. See you on the next one, cheers!
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