Apocalyptic Dragon Dream!

I'm with a group of people fleeing for our lives through what looks like a dark New England college campus. Looking up at the night sky, we see impossibly gigantic dragons entering the atmosphere like meteors, spreading their wings, and breathing fire over the surroundings. Luckily, they have not spotted us and are focused on destroying adjacent parts of the campus.

We enter an alley and see what appear to be some fellow survivors. But in the flickering streetlight, the people briefly appear to become shadowy dragon figures. At that point we realize that the dragons are taking human form and that we're not safe there.

We quietly back away from the dragon people and run until we reach a courtyard. Behaving like we're in some sort of video game, I realize that we have to solve some kind of puzzle in this area before we can proceed. The first step is to crawl underneath a wide concrete bench (open on two ends, forming a cramped tunnel), where we will be invisible to the dragons. Once underneath the bench, I see that the far end is blocked by some sort of laser force field. The point of the puzzle is that a second group of people has to go to the opposite side of the courtyard and shut the force field off. Unfortunately, we are unable to figure out the puzzle before the dragons catch us.

I'm hazy about the next part, but it turned out that there was a hot tub in the center of the courtyard and the dragon people were lounging in it while we were held nearby. I remember trying to make a run for it, but I was caught by one of the dragon people who made a display of the large set of teeth within his otherwise human face.

Later we were all being held in some sort of student lounge. There were probably twenty of us, including Amy and myself. Food was provided for us, and they allowed us to keep our phones and iPods, but we didn't have our chargers so we only had what battery life was left in them. Amy wanted to hold out for non-dairy food, but I told her that she would probably have to give up veganism now that we were prisoners.

Inappropriate attire, empty socket

The first part of my dream I remember from last night: I went to work dressed in my nightgown, with my hair looking all weird because I slept on it immediately after a shower. My sister was there, and I asked her to cover my shift so I could put on appropriate clothes. The second part of my dream I remember: My eye felt like there was something in it, and I thought it was my contact lens irritating it (even though I don't wear contacts in real life). I went to look in the mirror to get out the irritant, and realized that my entire eyeball was gone - I was left with a gaping, empty socket. Alarming!

Brad Pitt & a Shopping Cart Full of Books

I only have a brief snippet from last night's dream, although I think it was fairly involved. The only part I remember is pushing a big shopping cart of books around narrow streets - it seemed like I was in an old city, like Rome or London, but I think it was supposed to be a college town. I ran into Brad Pitt and another famous person (don't remember who), and I started talking to him like he was a regular dude. I felt proud of myself for not losing my cool around a famous person. Meanwhile, I'm still pushing this cart of books around - in the streets and in and out of shops. In one of the shops something goes wrong - I spill/break/steal something, and have to make a hasty exit. I think that Brad Pitt comes with me.

Snippets from last night's dream

- Some people including Dan and myself are preparing for a dangerous mission to Iraq. I'm not really clear on our plan or how we're going to get there. However, our first step is apparently to break into a recycling facility at night and then sneak our luggage and ourselves into a recycling truck, which will take us to someone's house (who can then assumedly smuggle us to Iraq).

We get as far as convincing the recycling truck driver to put our luggage in his truck (despite his confusion as to why we would want to recycle perfectly fine clothes). Then we're all waiting around in a park for some reason. I keep asking people when we're going to leave, but nobody gives me a straight answer. I keep thinking that I should call Amy before we leave, since the mission will be so dangerous.

- I'm driving through a suburban neighborhood, but everyone has parked their cars in the middle of the street, so I'm forced to drive over lawns to avoid hitting them. At some point I have to back up for some reason and I end up hitting a parked car behind me. The owner comes out of his house and insists that I tow his car to the nearest repair shop, while he rides with me.

- I'm in a mall with several friends from college, and we're trying to find the office of a nearby radio station. I try to locate it using the map on my iPhone, but the interface has become horribly complicated.

Ambiguous apples

April was going on a trip and needed apples. I happened to be in a store so I offered to buy some. The store was small and disorganized, but I found some apples... or did I? They were weird -- flattened and sorta halfway to being pears. I could not tell whether they were apples or pears.

Two more

Thank you very much to Dan "Dan" Dan for posting that one. As I consider my internet exile, here are two more, or possibly one and a half.

First: The setting of this one was very unclear. I was either at a concert, or a train, or a bus, or in the past. The train/bus portion had a thrift store. In the past portion, Bill Hicks was still alive. In the concert, I was walking on top of the audience's heads and shouting, "LCD Soundsystem sucks!" (Which is weird because in real life, I like LCD Soundsystem.) So I looked onstage and guess who was performing. (Hint: I already typed their name twice and I'm not doing it a third time.) I started to go backstage and the leader (who was not their actual leader, James Murphy) shouted at me not to. I saw why: the staircase was made entirely of buttons which would trigger the power switch of his drum machine.

But the point is that I came up with a TV show that shows how different musicians get to gigs, whether they take planes, deluxe buses, vans, or their own cars.

Second: I'm only counting this as a half because I'm not sure if I was actually dreaming or half-asleep. In any case, I envisioned a band arguing, and one of them shouted to the drummer: "At least ONE of us is trying to keep a good drummer attitude... the synthesizer!" I guess this was supposed to sound like they were threatening to replace him with a drum machine.

Unusual Ice Cream Store (by John Plasket)

(Plasket emailed this dream from his phone, asking me to post it since apparently he doesn't have internet at the moment)

I was at an ice cream shop that was giving away free cones. They had a bunch of unusual toppings. One of them was labelled "condoms." I took a closer look. Sure enough, the topping was just individually wrapped prophylactics. Apparently an acceptable form of propositioning someone was to give them an ice cream cone with a (wrapped) condom on top.

Debris river

I was swimming in a large, wide river that encircled Rochester. It may have been called the East River. The river seemed to be raised in relation to the city, so I could see a lot of the surrounding cityscape. Some parts of the river were chutes and water slides.

Up ahead, a saw a boat that was attached to a skyscraper via two cables. The building was on the land, but it was tilted, and the boat was trying to right it by tugging on the cables. Unfortunately, the building was leaning toward the water, so the boat would have had to have been on the other side to pull it in the right direction. Since the boat couldn't go to the other side, it just wiggled the building back and forth until finally it toppled.

The building's fall left a lot of debris in the water, but then more, unrelated debris started rising to the surface. The command module from one of the Apollo moon missions (see photo) popped up next to me. Then, a large, round black object surfaced. There was something sinister about it.

Short ones from 2001-2003

• Tom Waits was my history teacher, and he was disappointed in me.
• There was an abnormally large Sam Goody record store in the smallish town of Sinking Spring, PA.
• I was in Sinking Spring, and the aforementioned record store wasn't there. I specifically remembered from the other dream that it was supposed to be there.
• Joe Pantoliano (as he appeared in Memento) was trying to kill me.
• I was volunteering for something. Amy was also there. My supervisor was actor Jeffrey Jones.
• Everything in my house was completely different. The computer I had just gotten was woodpaneled. There was a DVD of "Square One Television." (When is this going to happen?)
• I was in a farmer's market attached to a supermarket. My boss when I worked at the dining commons was manager. Mike Skinner of the Streets was working at a Chinese restaurant.
• I was in a record store that vaguely resembled City Lights. They had a new Boots Randolph album. The guy representing former employee Ken said: "I knew a guy who had a Siamese twin... they shared a mood." (I took this to mean that their mood was the only thing that connected them.)
• (I didn't remember this one very well.) I had to perform tasks specified by the Joker, and if I didn't, I'd explode, or something would explode. The last one involved calling a newspaper, asking for a reporter, and possibly killing him.
• I was in front of a firing squad I couldn't see. I gave them a signal to open fire. One shot... miss. Two shots... miss. Three shots... apparently, that one hit me, because at that very instant, I woke up.

For some reason, I have absolutely no tagged entries for 2004. I'll eventually go back and double-check.

Probably my most-requested dream

Pasted directly from LiveJournal 6/7/03. All the dreams I typed before 2005 lacked capital letters, so bear with me.

so i was in some sort of place, a combination between an apartment and an old goodwill. i was trying to escape from the nazis, but i could only powerwalk. that's ok, because so could the guy who was chasing me, who looked like monty python-era john cleese. i had a mouthful of water, and an announcer mentioned that i was the water-spitting champion, so i spit it at him, but i completely missed. so i just powerwalked with all my might. suddenly narration said "but unfortunately, he was distracted by what may or may not be hamburgers." i looked, saw a vending machine that had vaguely hamburger-sounding ingredients, and i turned and walked past it.

(An alternate remembering of this dream involves "what may or may not be sandwiches.")

Demon Child

I'm watching a horror movie, but I'm also inside the movie as is usually the case in my dreams. I'm in a grocery store with a demon child that I'm responsible for watching. The demon child is a little boy with a round head, blond hair, and yellow eyes with tiny pupils. He's acting really obnoxious. Among other things he starts sliding down the aisles on his back, vomiting impossibly profusely to either side.

I am dreading a scene later in the morning where the demon child will sprout horns/spikes from his elbows and stab me. I keep hoping that I can stop the movie before that scene or skip over it. I recall that one of my friends watched this movie while wearing a white shirt, and ended up with vomit and blood stains all over it.

I do finally escape from the grocery store and proceed to have an unrelated, comparatively mundane dream where I'm buying a TV at an electronics store and arguing with the clerk about whether I get a certain video game free with my purchase.

New Years Movie Theater

Amy and I are in a large movie theater on New Years Eve with a large crowd. We are watching a Marilyn Manson music video in which Marilyn is doing some Michael Jackson schtick (such as wearing the orange jacket from the Thriller video). Amy won't look at the screen, though. She won't even look forward when an audience member starts dancing in the nude.

After the video ends, I say to the crowd, "Well, I've got the remote - what do you guys want to watch now?" Someone in the crowd mentions that we should probably watch the ball drop when the time comes. "Good point," I say. "What time is it now?" Someone produces a clock but it's already well past midnight.

Coming soon: The Plasket Archives

I used to keep a LiveJournal which I have since taken down, more or less. I posted a lot of memorable dreams in here, including a few fan favorites (and by fans, I mean pretty much just the other people who post here). I figured that it would be stupid for me not to post them in a new blog chronicling dreams.

So in a day or two, there is going to be a long string of posts by me. Just a warning.

Duel II: Truck Off

For some reason, I was in a neighbor's house hanging out with a female friend (we may or may not have been a team of teenage detectives). Suddenly, a giant truck drove right through the house, barely missing us. Then I wandered over to my house. Suddenly, I got a text message that said "Say Goodbye. 15 Seconds." The 15 started counting down. I opened the door and shouted, "MOM! GET OUT OF THE HOUSE!" Mom was confused, but she ran outside. Sure enough, the same truck drove through our house. It wrecked several other houses on my street before it was stopped.

Grandpa's art exhibit

My (recently deceased, in real life) grandfather is holding an exhibit of his art. His artwork thrills on many levels; it is smart, hip and humorous. His creativity and attention to detail are astounding. The crowd packed into the gallery is constantly erupting in delight as a new piece is revealed. One piece is a miniature tennis court made out of computer chips. One is a collage that incorporates multiple Guided By Voices references.

Hiding from the neighbors

I was locking my front door when I realize that one of my neighbors was coming my way. I wanted to avoid him because I had just heard him fighting with his girlfriend, and I thought it would be awkward. I didn't have time to unlock the door, however, so I squeezed into the space between the main door and the screen door, latching the screen door behind me and waiting until my neighbor passed. 

Note: this dream took place in a fictional apartment building with fictional neighbors.

Scream

Only remembering bits of this one this morning:

- I was watching/participating in the movie Scream (which I've never seen). In my dream version, all of the murders were happening because one of the teenagers bought and wore a vial of dark liquid on a necklace around his neck. Within the liquid was a Mexican jumping bean that turned out to contain an evil sentient insect. The insect was able to psychically manipulate a television in order to communicate. It was also mind-controlling people in order to commit the murders.

- There was a bazaar where the merchants were ostensibly selling wares made by a race of miniature creatures. However, all of the clothes being sold were normal size and looked Tibetan. I thought about buying a shirt and looked through what they had. I considered buying a polo shirt with long baggy striped sleeves and Kermit the Frog's head where the buttons would be (one of Kermit's eyes was a button).

Boxing with Muppets, fragile teeth

I am about to enter a boxing match with Dan. Instead of boxing gloves, we are wearing Muppets on our hands. Before I enter the ring, I have to go to the bathroom to fix my false teeth.

At the bathroom mirror, I am unable to get my false teeth to fit correctly over my real teeth. My real teeth have deteriorated into frail, translucent slivers - still the usual width, but wafer thin. Each has the appearance of an almost finished lollipop.

In attempting to re-insert my false teeth, I end up knocking all of my fragile real teeth out. They fall into my hands with the sound of tinkling glass and I panic!

Albino Moose

Also from FB:

Last night I had a dream about a tiny albino moose. It was scared.

House Cozy

Just found this on my FB page:

Dream last night: I crocheted a purple and white cover for an actual house. I thought it was really awesome, but I don't think anyone else in my dream did. :(