Parachuting and a Mean Black Guy

So, I definitely had two dreams last night, one that i was a part of and one that I felt like I was watching.

The first one involved me and two other guys on a talk show. The other two guys were nameless and looked to be about my age. We were at NBC studios or something of that kind and recording a segment where the three of us were on a set a la Jeopardy. However, one guy was missing (I'll refer to them as blonde and black, because one was blonde and one was black), so we looked around for him. It turned out that Black was planning something, so he decided to climb the radio tower-esque thing (which was rickety, not meant to be climbed, and purple). It had a big platform at the top to stand on. So he did, and parachuted his way onto the stage. Seeing this, Blonde decided he also needed to do this immediately, but brought with him a rifle to shoot birds while up there. He started to climb up and was complaining the entire time and how he thought Black was lying to him. I woke up before he could finish the climb.

The next one, however, was a bit stranger. There was a mexican looking dude (We'll call him Mex) at a party that was taking place at the mall for some reason. Mex was flirting with a pretty girl there, and he found out she was actually employed at the hospital that was in the mall (Yeah I dunno either). She eventually had to go back to work, but Mex wanted to get to know her better. He decided a good way to do this would be to get a job in the store across the mall so they could watch each other from afar. Without looking, Mex went into the store across and announced he wanted a job. He then noticed it was a store that sold quilting supplies and greeting cards, but he stayed headstrong and demanded he be hired. The hiring manager was impressed by his determination and said he could start next week. Mex, feeling satisfied, went home and to bed. When he woke up, he was eating dinner with his two children and perhaps mother (kinda hazy). It was Mex's first day of work, and his mother asked if he was ready to play baseball with his cousin. Mex had completely forgotten and was very scared by this fact. Mex went on to explain why he doesn't like playing baseball with him and his daughters: "If I hit him or his daughters with the baseball, he beats the shit out of me. If I get a home run, he beats the shit out of me. If he gets a home run, he takes a congratulatory beating the shit out of me". Mex also explained that he had work. His mother replied that his cousin would not be happy about this. Mex's cousin rang the doorbell. He was a big, burly black guy. When Mex opened the door, his cousin punched him in the gut to welcome him. Mex explained that he had work and his cousin started to look very mad. Without any warning, his cousin spit in his face and started throwing things across the room (all while both men's children were there, mind you). He started doing nasty things to stuff, most notably he forced himself to throw up INTO Mex's flat screen TV, Which he then threw Mex into. Then he left without saying a word to Mex with his daughters. He grabbed his suit for work, left his house, and walked into the sunset.

At least he walked off into the sunset in the end right. :(