A few days ago, a friend of mine forwarded me an email featuring a mutual friend of ours. This email contained a video on a Swedish website which allows anyone to create a parody from a photo. My guess is that the video uses some green screen techniques to embed a photo within a stock video. This particular video featured this friend of mine in a candid photo eating a scoop of ice cream.
I saw the video and burst out laughing. When the video ended, I saw an option to create my own version. The first person that came to mind was Jerry Cruz of Stogie Review. It was a tough choice selecting a photo but I opted to go with the Jerry McCruz variety and used a photo of Jerry in a St. Patrick’s Day hat and fake beard.
After creating the video, I wound up watching it about five times before the day was through. Each time I watched it I laughed until I had tears in my eyes. After one last view, I called it a night and went to bed. I suppose that since the video was fresh in my mind, I wound up having a dream which featured the Stogie Review crew.
This dream of mine was a little strange but not all of it was far-fetched. For the past two years, Jerry, Brian, and I have traveled to cover the annual IPCPR convention together. In my dream, we were back in Las Vegas for the trade show. After a long day of talking with cigar manufactures and reporting from the show floor, we went our separate ways when the day came to a close. All three of us made plans to speak with different manufacturers before the day was through. After we finished, our plan was to meet up at our hotel before hitting the town.
Just before we separated, Jerry was telling us about the door to his hotel room and how much he hated it. He was going on and on about how much it sucked and he vowed that he was going to “take care of it”. We all had a laugh and headed off to our respective appointments.
After finishing up my conversation with Jose Blanco, I began making my way back to my hotel room when I saw someone walking through the casino dragging something behind them. As I got closer I realized that it was Jerry and that he was dragging along an old, beat-up, ugly green door. I caught up with Jerry just as Brian came around the corner and gave him a very confused look.
Jerry went on to explain that he found this door back on the trade show floor and he liked the way it looked, said it had character. Since he hated his current hotel room door, he was going to replace it with this new door of his. While Brian and I were confused, Jerry spoke with excitement about how this door was split into two sections. The bottom half could be locked to keep out intruders while the top section could be opened up, which would allow him to see those walking past his room.
After another hearty round of laughs, I excused myself to use the restroom before we went back to our rooms. As I came out of the restroom, just a minute later, Jerry and Brian were walking away from one of the gaming tables. While I caught up with them, I noticed that Jerry was carrying a circular saw as he dragged away his door.
All three of us arrived at the elevator at the same time and it was at this point that Jerry began telling me how he won the saw at a gaming table, all the while Brian roared with laughter. With his new saw, Jerry told us that he had all he needed to install his newly acquired door.
As the elevator doors parted and we began to enter, I heard a buzzing noise which shook me from my dream and brought me back to reality. My alarm clock had gone off before I got to see Jerry install his door and wave at those walking past.
While this was not the strangest dream I have had, it was one of the few that had chuckling to myself as I rose from bed and got my day started.