I'm in an enormous pool with a bunch of other people, and we have to swim around and collect objects that are floating in it. Mostly, I just see forks and knives, suspended a foot or two below the surface. April swims by and gives me some tips -- she's collected significantly more silverware than I have.
Suddenly, some guy, and authority figure of some sort, walks over to the edge of the pool near where I am and yells at me about something (I can't remember what). I get out of the pool, and the guy walks away.
My friend Sarah (from grade school) comes by and is irate at the guy for yelling at me. To get him back, she dives into the pool (wearing a long dress that looks like it's made from a comforter), swims across it to where he is, climbs out, and gives him a big hug, soaking wet. Then she runs, and he begins to chase her. She runs to a door that looks like a fire exit, and pushes it open. It is suddenly revealed that the door leads to a live TV broadcast of a late night talk show. Sarah runs out onto the set, and the mean guy doesn't follow, because he doesn't want to be on TV.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Had a dream where it was 2012 and the world actually did end, but only for a split second. It was instantly replaced with another world. Anyone experiencing it would see an unnaturally bright flash outside, a terribly loud noise, and then before your brain could register it, it was over. There may have been some side effects, but I don't remember them. Douglas Adams would have been proud.
In a completely different dream, somewhere between our house and Sony's giant indoor theme park (non-existent), there was a hidden tunnel with shelves containing every toy Michael and I had ever owned as a child, but presented as new, complete in box. Plus a couple old packages of diapers, for some reason. The biggest thing was a giant fake tree which was used for photos with Santa. (Wouldn't that work more for the Easter Bunny?) Coming out at the Sony end, I felt like going on the King of the Hill ride. However, the vehicle for the ride was basically a giant stroller for two people (being manually pushed). I decided to let Mom and Michael take the vehicle, and I would walk behind. When I was told that part of the ride went over water, I became disappointed and wandered off. The last thing I remember was disrupting a giant 3-D screening of Snow White.
In a bit of fridge logic, I realized: if there was water, how could the tour guide walk?
In a completely different dream, somewhere between our house and Sony's giant indoor theme park (non-existent), there was a hidden tunnel with shelves containing every toy Michael and I had ever owned as a child, but presented as new, complete in box. Plus a couple old packages of diapers, for some reason. The biggest thing was a giant fake tree which was used for photos with Santa. (Wouldn't that work more for the Easter Bunny?) Coming out at the Sony end, I felt like going on the King of the Hill ride. However, the vehicle for the ride was basically a giant stroller for two people (being manually pushed). I decided to let Mom and Michael take the vehicle, and I would walk behind. When I was told that part of the ride went over water, I became disappointed and wandered off. The last thing I remember was disrupting a giant 3-D screening of Snow White.
In a bit of fridge logic, I realized: if there was water, how could the tour guide walk?
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Three scenes
1. For some reason, Michael and I were trapped in a mall. We hid inside a K-B Toy Store and slept. Then I was arrested. Not for trespassing, though. For some reason, I was impersonating the late Jane Russell, and this was a re-enactment of an incident that happened to her.
2. I was shopping at Frank Zappa's record store with some other people. However, he kept kicking me out. Apparently, as I was born in the 1980s, he considered me a hippie, and he hated hippies. This was particularly frustrating, as there was a Tubes record inside that I really wanted. The problem was eventually solved, possibly with hats.
3. The new Criterion titles were announced (that's happening today!). I hadn't heard of any of the movies, but they all sounded interesting. The only one I remember was a movie with a really long title, a trio of short stories about difficult cases for a group of film restorers. There was also a film or two from countries that no longer exist.
2. I was shopping at Frank Zappa's record store with some other people. However, he kept kicking me out. Apparently, as I was born in the 1980s, he considered me a hippie, and he hated hippies. This was particularly frustrating, as there was a Tubes record inside that I really wanted. The problem was eventually solved, possibly with hats.
3. The new Criterion titles were announced (that's happening today!). I hadn't heard of any of the movies, but they all sounded interesting. The only one I remember was a movie with a really long title, a trio of short stories about difficult cases for a group of film restorers. There was also a film or two from countries that no longer exist.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
"dooF"
from my livejournal, dated may 22nd, 2002:
my dream last night: I was wandering through an incredibly large house. It had long hallways with windows all along the walls. I came to the end of the hallway, which was merely a small circular room that contained a rabbit. The rabbit shrieked "doof!" and began to sniff the walls frantically. It kept saying "doof" and I eventually caught on that since doof is food backwards, the rabbit was obviously searching for food. I followed it as it ran down a hallway in which it appeared an angry football coach and his team were also searching for this food. they were going into every room and trashing it. i was following the rabbit, and he lead me right to the correct room, which contained pizza, melon pieces, and a TV which was showing Man on the Moon. The end
my dream last night: I was wandering through an incredibly large house. It had long hallways with windows all along the walls. I came to the end of the hallway, which was merely a small circular room that contained a rabbit. The rabbit shrieked "doof!" and began to sniff the walls frantically. It kept saying "doof" and I eventually caught on that since doof is food backwards, the rabbit was obviously searching for food. I followed it as it ran down a hallway in which it appeared an angry football coach and his team were also searching for this food. they were going into every room and trashing it. i was following the rabbit, and he lead me right to the correct room, which contained pizza, melon pieces, and a TV which was showing Man on the Moon. The end
Friday, March 11, 2011
Dream Pile-Up
I've got a little pile of dream notes to type up here, from two nights in a row of ripe dreaming.
Dream 1 - Stealing Olives on a Twig
KT and I are at a Wegmans in a mall and the building is very grand, of course, with tall, floor to ceiling glass windows that look out on the surrounding parking lots. We stop at an olive display, and he hands me a twig of olives, takes one for himself, and starts chomping away. I join in, because they look delicious. A worker in an apron approaches us and very curtly tells us we'll have to leave the store. I insist that we were intending on bringing the twigs to the check-outs and would gladly pay for the olives. She emphatically repeats herself and escorts us out. I'm mortified and KT is gleeful!
Dream 2 - Backseat Driver up Front
Shannon and I are in a car together, and I am driving. Though, this is a car where there are steering wheels, brakes and gas on both sides. She keeps trying to control the car by increasing the gas, and forcing the brake. This is frustrating the hell out of me, so I insist that we pull over and she drive. She is only happy to do so.
Dream 3 - Film Screening
KT and I are at a film screening of a documentary about a self-identified male transvestite (a really outdated term, by the way). He lives in Israel and is tried in a religious court for his supposed crimes against gender normativity. The title of the film is really stupid, I think it was, "A bad, bad man or a good, good transsexual?"
After the film, there is a discussion period and KT raises his hand. The moderator calls on him saying, "Yes, how does this relate to you, as a lesbian?" We get really pissed off, because the film was pretty awful, and everyone at the screening is very ignorant. I say something loudly about how people shouldn't assume how someone identifies. And then we storm out together.
Dream 4 - We can't be Friends
I am meeting up with an estranged friend at a coffee house. We had been sexually involved in the past, and then cut off ties altogether. I am currently with KT, and am only interested in a friendship or being polite acquaintances.
When he shows up, he gives me this whole spiel about how he is incapable of being friends with women. He says the only thing women are good for is sex, and he gives me an ultimatum. Either I kiss him, see if we still have chemistry, or get the hell out. I get the hell out, and don't even bother trying to argue with him about friendship across genders.
Dream 5 - Selling the House
KT and I are in our house, but of course, it looks vastly different in the dream.
The basement has high ceilings and a sewer-like feel. We are surveying what we have stored down here.
He tells me that he is selling the Ranch, and looking at other houses to buy. He had not told Lorien or Jim, and was just telling me, though he had already made contact with a realtor to get prospective buyers out to look at the place. I very huffily told him that this was why Shannon had left, because he was always changing things and making huge decisions without notice or consideration for the other housemates!
Dream 6 - Performance Artist for Hire
I am at a fancy soiree that some b-list actor is hosting, with the hopes of resurrecting his career (I wish I could remember who the actor was!). He has hired myself and some other women to do performance art at his party. I also don't remember what we did, just the feel the party--kinda warehouse, dirty, rave-type setting, black walls and minimal lighting. When it came time to pay the performers, he told us that the profits (somehow he was charging people admission) were only $50,000.00 so he'd only be able to give us $60.00 each. This was the rate he paid out to myself and two others, apparently because we were "unknowns."
Dream 1 - Stealing Olives on a Twig
KT and I are at a Wegmans in a mall and the building is very grand, of course, with tall, floor to ceiling glass windows that look out on the surrounding parking lots. We stop at an olive display, and he hands me a twig of olives, takes one for himself, and starts chomping away. I join in, because they look delicious. A worker in an apron approaches us and very curtly tells us we'll have to leave the store. I insist that we were intending on bringing the twigs to the check-outs and would gladly pay for the olives. She emphatically repeats herself and escorts us out. I'm mortified and KT is gleeful!
Dream 2 - Backseat Driver up Front
Shannon and I are in a car together, and I am driving. Though, this is a car where there are steering wheels, brakes and gas on both sides. She keeps trying to control the car by increasing the gas, and forcing the brake. This is frustrating the hell out of me, so I insist that we pull over and she drive. She is only happy to do so.
Dream 3 - Film Screening
KT and I are at a film screening of a documentary about a self-identified male transvestite (a really outdated term, by the way). He lives in Israel and is tried in a religious court for his supposed crimes against gender normativity. The title of the film is really stupid, I think it was, "A bad, bad man or a good, good transsexual?"
After the film, there is a discussion period and KT raises his hand. The moderator calls on him saying, "Yes, how does this relate to you, as a lesbian?" We get really pissed off, because the film was pretty awful, and everyone at the screening is very ignorant. I say something loudly about how people shouldn't assume how someone identifies. And then we storm out together.
Dream 4 - We can't be Friends
I am meeting up with an estranged friend at a coffee house. We had been sexually involved in the past, and then cut off ties altogether. I am currently with KT, and am only interested in a friendship or being polite acquaintances.
When he shows up, he gives me this whole spiel about how he is incapable of being friends with women. He says the only thing women are good for is sex, and he gives me an ultimatum. Either I kiss him, see if we still have chemistry, or get the hell out. I get the hell out, and don't even bother trying to argue with him about friendship across genders.
Dream 5 - Selling the House
KT and I are in our house, but of course, it looks vastly different in the dream.
The basement has high ceilings and a sewer-like feel. We are surveying what we have stored down here.
He tells me that he is selling the Ranch, and looking at other houses to buy. He had not told Lorien or Jim, and was just telling me, though he had already made contact with a realtor to get prospective buyers out to look at the place. I very huffily told him that this was why Shannon had left, because he was always changing things and making huge decisions without notice or consideration for the other housemates!
Dream 6 - Performance Artist for Hire
I am at a fancy soiree that some b-list actor is hosting, with the hopes of resurrecting his career (I wish I could remember who the actor was!). He has hired myself and some other women to do performance art at his party. I also don't remember what we did, just the feel the party--kinda warehouse, dirty, rave-type setting, black walls and minimal lighting. When it came time to pay the performers, he told us that the profits (somehow he was charging people admission) were only $50,000.00 so he'd only be able to give us $60.00 each. This was the rate he paid out to myself and two others, apparently because we were "unknowns."
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Evil Bee (by Plasket)
Was at the doctor's office to get a check-up. When I was called in, I found that I was already there... From the future! And I had a bandage on my finger! The doctor was secretly going to give me a shot! I ran and hid in the hospital restaurant. Later, I was playing some kind of hide and seek game with some high school kids. I could play Paganini's first Caprice on piano and, somehow, 24-string guitar. Someone asked me the alternate title of a movie. I said it was Cocaine Something. Instantly, I was transported to some hospital for drug addicts. I found myself hanging out with heroin users and playing arcade games with them. Then I died. Luckily, this was all a vision I was having at the doctor's office. Apparently, an evil bee had stung me on my finger, and that made me want to hang out with heroin users. I was seeing the doctor to get the antidote.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
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