Mouse Eggs

We were taking care of a bunch of chicken eggs. I was moving some into a box, when I noticed I had damaged a few eggs. Upon closer inspection, they were hatching! Instead of chickens, mice hatched from the eggs. I showed one to April and said we should name it Squeezie.

Like-Bite

April and I are taking a walk and we come across a group of parakeets on the grass next to the sidewalk. There are about 10 of them, arranged in two parallel rows. They are parrot-sized, but fatter and rounder (and cuter). They have typical bird markings, but are all completely black and white. Many of them have the Awkwardcore logo on their faces.

The birds are pretending to be statues, but after scrutinizing them for a bit I notice one move its leg, so I know they're alive. April says one is named Like-Bite, and she begins to pat its head and tell it how cute its name is.

Chin Tattoo

From a FB note, 12/1/09

Dan-had a dream that i got a tattoo of a character you drew on my chin. had it done at dunkin' donuts, but they only did the arms. went back to try and get them to finish it, but could never flag down anyone who worked there. ended up trying to find brandon to get him to laser off the arms on my chin.

Secret Minotaur

(Note: this dream was heavily inspired by LOST).

The government is hiding something from us. They have jeeps hooked up to tracks that go deep underground to a secret lair. I manage to distract a guard and stow away on one of the jeeps (since they are on a track, they are driverless). There's a tense moment when I have to duck down to hide. Luckily, no one spots me, and I take a wild ride through underground caverns and disembark in a large, ornate bedroom. An ominous and terrifyingly large form sleeps in the bed.

It is a minotaur.

I am afraid of waking it, but instinctively know that nothing I am capable of could wake it. So I smash this strange sculpture at the foot of the bed, and run before the government agents can catch me. The minotaur's chamber has a doorway that leads into a large darkened room, which opens into a natural history museum. I move quickly to the exit, hoping to blend in with the crowd and get away.

End.

Magic Balloon Short String

Setting: Standing in a large green and hilly yard looking at a large blue-gray vinyl sided house. Smaller buildings were scattered near the house (presumably sheds or garages) and more houses were farther behind me. I was not myself in this dream. Instead, I was a woman that I did not know or recognize. There was a child with me (maybe 10 or 12) I believe it was a girl that was related to me in some way. Each of us is holding a balloon with a string that can barely be wrapped entirely around our hands once.

"See that man?" I said to the little girl beside me. "What man?" she asked. "The man in the window." We looked at the shaded shape of a man standing in front of a second floor window. The man's gaze burned into me. The man seemed large with a solid square face. He donned large sun glasses covering much of his face, leaving me wondering if he even had eyes in his sockets. Our presence was innocent enough but I became wholly aware that we were trespassing. No matter I thought, we were leaving soon enough.

"We are going to take our balloons and fly straight over his house, and it's going to be awesome!" I explained to the girl. We shot off in a sprint toward the house and...

Ok here's where it gets a bit fuzzy! We either got some lift before we started to fall and crash through one of his windows (this seems the most likely) OR the balloons failed completely but we still ended up in the house. The next scene is taking place in the man's house.

Suddenly I was running past the stairs and straight to the exit. I was concerned about the little girl but the man was chasing me, and I knew I had to get away. I bolted out the door, and the threshold seemed to act as a barrier for the man but I wasn't taking any chances. I wrapped the short string around my hand as much as I could, held my balloon toward the sky with conviction, and said "OK balloon, MAKE ME FLY!" I started to lift upward and away from the house. I landed softly behind a nearby brick house where I was relieved to find the little girl. The little girl was now a little boy but I disregarded this as I stared in horror. I knew the balloons could make people fly but I wasn't aware that they also granted wishes. This wouldn't be a problem if it didn't also grant subconscious wishes. "IT'S JACK!" I shouted suddenly. The little boy's name was jack, and the balloon had created a beanstalk, which was massive, growing, and writhing toward us to squeeze the life from our bodies.

We got away but I knew these balloons could never fall into the wrong hands or the world would be doomed!

hairy chest

in my dream last night, I had a really hairy chest. my first thought was that i couldn't wear a bikini because i would feel self-conscious.

Tittins, OH

in my dream a couple of nights ago, there was a town called Tittins, OH. further research (when conscious) indicates there is no town called Tittins anywhere in the world. I think that if we ever have the chance to name a town, we should definitely name it Tittins.