Dreams...

[TomAz]

wow. must have been coachella night on the astral plane last night, because I also had my first dream (I think) that involved board members. bmack, andrew and erik on the polo grounds. I was standing up and bmack was sitting on the ground and he started tugging on my pants leg to show me something but then andrew and erik walked up. that's pretty much all I remember of it.

[chairmenmeow47]

tom and i travel in style. holla.

[algunz]

For some reason, I can't picture Salah using a radar to find anything.

[Quadromarshia]

It was like grand theft auto style radar

[shakermaker113]

my dream involved getting a ridiculously small puppy that I could fit in my pocket, and having a pet white tiger that I subsequently tried to strangle after it started getting violent. the puppy was also white.

[Quadromarshia]

my dream involved getting a ridiculously small puppy that I could fit in my pocket, and having a pet white tiger that I subsequently tried to strangle after it started getting violent. the puppy was also white.

In related news, I actually portraied a Hitlerjungend that strangled his puppy to become a part of the SS, in a play.

Good memories.

[algunz]

my dream involved getting a ridiculously small puppy that I could fit in my pocket, and having a pet white tiger that I subsequently tried to strangle after it started getting violent. the puppy was also white.

Interesting. The desire to destroy your own innocence or a regret in destroying your innocence.

[algunz]

Sounds like the end of what you thought was a good relationship might be in your future.

[allyjoy]

my dream involved getting a ridiculously small puppy that I could fit in my pocket, and having a pet white tiger that I subsequently tried to strangle after it started getting violent. the puppy was also white.

racist

[bmack86]

I always knew I was in your dreams Tom.

[shakermaker113]

Interesting. The desire to destroy your own innocence or a regret in destroying your innocence.


Sounds like the end of what you thought was a good relationship might be in your future.

I like these ideas.

[RotationSlimWang]

I find it interesting that the reaction to Ivy's dream was along the lines of "well he's a douche on the board but he'd never cheat on you." My questions:

1. Why do all of you assume I'm any different on the board than I am in real life?

2. In what possible way does that relate to my fidelity?

And for the record, you're correct.

[RotationSlimWang]

I find it interesting that the reaction to Ivy's dream was along the lines of "well he's a douche on the board but he'd never cheat on you." My questions:

1. Why do all of you assume I'm any different on the board than I am in real life?

2. In what possible way does that relate to my fidelity?

And for the record, you're correct.

[real talk]

One more time.

[real talk]

I had a dream that I was hanging out with an old friend whose father died this year and it felt really real and then all of a sudden she transmognified into another friend of mine whose mom is sick with MS and I was comforting her. I woke up hoping it wasn't a premonition.

[amyzzz]

I find it interesting that the reaction to Ivy's dream was along the lines of "well he's a douche on the board but he'd never cheat on you." My questions:

1. Why do all of you assume I'm any different on the board than I am in real life?

2. In what possible way does that relate to my fidelity?

And for the record, you're correct.
Well, some of us have met you, but I would never have made a blanket statement like "he'd never cheat on you." That statement struck me as silly.

[algunz]

Randy you may be a douche and an asshole or a cunt and a dickface, but somehow you seem to have a strong sense of a higher moral code.

[CalmerThanYou]

Just like hitler

[allyjoy]

LOL!

[RotationSlimWang]

LOL!

Don't encourage the slave master, Ally.


Unless it's making you wet.

[algunz]

I had a dream that I was hanging out with an old friend whose father died this year and it felt really real and then all of a sudden she transmognified into another friend of mine whose mom is sick with MS and I was comforting her. I woke up hoping it wasn't a premonition.


Is the mom with MS dead in the dream?

[allyjoy]

Don't encourage the slave master, Ally.


Unless it's making you wet.

Let's talk about this when there are slaves around.

[CalmerThanYou]

Let's talk about this when there are slaves around.

submissives or old time slaves?

[allyjoy]

I was thinking of back when Pharaoh owned Randy's people :)

[CalmerThanYou]

oh shit

[RotationSlimWang]

AND THEN WE FUCKED HIS SHIT UP. UHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

[real talk]

Is the mom with MS dead in the dream?

It wasn't clear, but it was like my other friend became her and she was really sad and crying so that was my fear.

[CalmerThanYou]

AND THEN WE FUCKED HIS SHIT UP. UHHHHHHHHHHHHH!


FUCK YEAH BRO

http://www.mysticind.com/rowol/beerbong/bong.hank.jpg

lets get fraternal

[algunz]

It wasn't clear, but it was like my other friend became her and she was really sad and crying so that was my fear.

Sounds like it's your subconscious need to be there for your friend like you were for your old friend, and the fear that it may be happening soon.

[allyjoy]

AND THEN WE FUCKED HIS SHIT UP. UHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

you had divine intervention. that doesn't count. that's like a bully picking on you in school and your mom kicks his ass.

[humanoid]

/\ you just made me laugh, thanks

[RotationSlimWang]

FUCK YEAH BRO

http://www.mysticind.com/rowol/beerbong/bong.hank.jpg

lets get fraternal

Let's rape your family. I mean, we already know you're good at rape...

[RotationSlimWang]

you had divine intervention. that doesn't count. that's like a bully picking on you in school and your mom kicks his ass.

Just because God never helped your people is no reason to hate. The game, not the player. You should know that, Ms. Melanin.

[chairmenmeow47]

I was thinking of back when Pharaoh owned Randy's people :)

well, to be fair, only a quarter of his people :p

[CalmerThanYou]

Let's rape your family. I mean, we already know you're good at rape...

http://content.ytmnd.com/content/a/3/0/a30474e0538886ec7c0c1979fe263855.jpg

[allyjoy]

Just because God never helped your people is no reason to hate. The game, not the player. You should know that, Ms. Melanin.
Don't you remember? We're a godless people.


well, to be fair, only a quarter of his people :p
Sorry, Ivy. His nose says otherwise. :D

[chairmenmeow47]

Sorry, Ivy. His nose says otherwise. :D

i know, i know, i'm just giving him shit since he refuses to believe/remember i'm half mexican!!! lol

[allyjoy]

How can he forget that? I just tend to forget you're anything else. I use the one drop rule at my discretion.

[chairmenmeow47]

How can he forget that? I just tend to forget you're anything else. I use the one drop rule at my discretion.

cause he forgets a lot of things, lol. i give him shit because my grandfather had a photographic memory, and i think some of that came down to me because i have an insanely good memory. it's ok, the stuff he remembers (like spelling and grammar and such), i forget, so we're square :)

[sbessiso]

For some reason, I can't picture Salah using a radar to find anything.

Por que?

[humanoid]

maybe a gaydar, but not a radar....totally kidding, it was too easy I couldn't resist

[sbessiso]

and what, you think I didnt see the setup? I am curious on what she meant though

edit:
it's a pretty weird dream quadro. not like creepy weird. just WEEIIRRRDDD weird

[humanoid]

and what, you think I didnt see the setup? I am curious on what she meant though

I wasn't very proud of it, I'm more clever than that...I see no reason that you couldn't be using radar either

[Quadromarshia]

and what, you think I didnt see the setup? I am curious on what she meant though

edit:
it's a pretty weird dream quadro. not like creepy weird. just WEEIIRRRDDD weird

yeah I agree. at least there was no hardcore sexual romance or anything. alot of the dream I'm just not descriptive enough to write about

[RotationSlimWang]

It's not that I forget she's part Mexican, I'm just in denial about it. By the same token, although I make jokes about Ally's blackness constantly in my head she's still white because we're friends, and I would never say an unkind word about my friend like that.

[allyjoy]

Okay. That made me laugh.

[shakermaker113]

I had a dream last night that the coachella lineup was announced now, way earlier than normal, which made me laugh because we all think we know when it's coming. only I wasn't laughing when I saw how much it sucked. like, unbelievably bad. the headliners were coldplay friday and radiohead saturday, and I forget who but someone atrocious (like jack johson bad) on sunday. the lineup had about 1/3 the number of bands as usual, and they weren't good. the consensus was pretty much that friday had no good bands, saturday had two plus radiohead, and sunday's only good band was the presets. shitty, and not worth going even for the radiohead day. oh, and the earlier date meant it conflicted with creamfields or something in europe, so they couldn't get any of the decent djs out for the sahara. instead friday in the sahara was being streamed live from creamfields uk. we were all awfully insulted.

I clealry spend too much time here.

[rage patton]

I had a weird dream last night. For some reason Randy and I were hanging out and he told me that while he was in New York, he went and saw Gogol Bordello cuz Ivy wanted him too. He said he still didn't like the music, but he loved the show itself and he said that he had a lot of fun. Weird.

[brenda]

my dreams suck, how can i get to dreaming about um chris martin or tom morello?

dream dictionaries are useful btw..

[algunz]

and what, you think I didnt see the setup? I am curious on what she meant though

edit:
it's a pretty weird dream quadro. not like creepy weird. just WEEIIRRRDDD weird

I was just tryin' to set some once else up for the score, but it took too long for someone to take advantage.

Nothing beyond the obvious bad gay joke. :)

[TeamCoachellaHellYeah]

Randy you may be a douche and an asshole or a cunt and a dickface, but somehow you seem to have a strong sense of a higher moral code.

indeed he does. He refuses to sell drugz to young minorites. Or rich yuppy whites.

[amyzzz]

I had a dream last night that a certain someone gave all of us on the board free passes to Coachella, only I only got a 1-day pass, while others got a full 5-day pass (Coachella was 5 days long in my dream). I was pissed, which is dumb because I still got one free day. Not sure why the tickets were called "passes" in my dream either. Here come the Coachella dreams!

[algunz]

amy, do you feel a little left out? :(

And holy shit that woud be awesome. I think we do deserve some special perks for keeping the Coachella world alive all year long. It's not an easy job.

[shakermaker113]

not easy? are you kidding?

[Somewhat Damaged]

I had a pretty intense dream last Saturday. I went to a movie theater and sat in a row all by myself near the back of the first section. It was more of like a lecture hall than a movie theater and there were quite a few people talking. The movie started and there was a German spy trying to pry open a gate. The gate was originally up against a wall, the way gates generally tend to be, but then I was the German spy in the movie and I had a eureka moment on how to open it. I was then standing on top of it and somehow managed to open it despite my being on it.
By doing this, I ended up unleashing a wind tunnel. There was a Russian spy hanging out on a yellow metal ladder just above my head and he reached down to grab my hand to keep me from falling into the wind tunnel. The wind was really strong, though, and the Russian didn't have a very good grip on me so I slipped. He grabbed onto my ear and my face ended up contorting as though it were made of wax. His hold on my ear wasn't very good and the next thing I knew, I was hurtling across the universe. I recall thinking, "Wow, I'm traversing the cosmos." And just as suddenly, I started descending back towards Earth, my speed increasing as I passed through one layer of the atmosphere after another. I knew that I was going to land in Berlin and I steeled myself for what was undoubtedly going to be a very tough landing. I wasn't scared for my life necessarily, I just didn't want it to hurt for too long.
I don't recall landing. I was just on the ground and the landscape was post-apocalyptic. The sky was awash with gray and red clouds. I looked down at my right hand and it had only three scaly fingers, like an alien in Signs. My movements started blurring and I thought, "Man, this is like being on acid." And then as I tried getting up and barely had any equilibrium, I realized, "Oh shit, I AM on acid!" And at this point, it became a bit of a lucid dream where I realized that I was dreaming and I was so proud of myself for having been able to retain my sanity despite having been turned into a German spy, flying amongst the stars, crash landing in Berlin, and finally turned into an alien in the midst of an LSD trip.

[algunz]

Wow, that's a lot to work with.

It seems like a struggle with identity. You start as an observer and then become a participator. But in your participation you lack control and seem to find comfort in putting yourself at the mercy of other people (Russian Spy) or other things (wind). Falling and landing is usually a sign of rebirth which is why there was no fear. Unfortunately your rebirth is alien literally and once again controlled by something else, in this case by a substance. The fact that you felt a sense of pride is interesting, because despite the struggle you recognize that dealing with these challenges is a good thing and you are doing your best.

[bug on your lip]

i think i'm going to use "I knew that I was going to land in Berlin" as a song title

AWESOME effin dream Damaged

[locachica73]

Since I have had such bad insomnia lately my dream land hasn't been what it use to be. But having been sick yesterday I ended up sleeping for 12 straight hours. I woke up several times from weird ass dreams. Everyone of them involved one of my ex's. All of them very intense and angry. One of my dreams involved the father of my kids who died 5 years ago from a drug overdose. I dreamt that we were back together and I found out he was cheating on me again and wigged out. His brother was there who also died shortly before my ex did. I woke up angry and sad at the same time. I hate those dreams.

[humanoid]

2 nights ago, I had a dream that I was in St Peter's Basilica with my family and everyone else I know. Suddenly several explosions occurred, dropping large chunks of the ceiling onto all of the people inside. As people scrambled towards the exits, automatic weapons fire strafed the crowd killing many. I somehow made it outside to shelter, but then could find no one that I knew anymore. Desperately, I tried to get back inside to check on my family, but the gunfire had us trapped and we were unable to get back in. I kept trying to call my one brother who hadn't been with us, but couldn't reach him. I then found out that some global terror group had basically taken over many big cities of the world and killed millions. Confused and alone, I then found myself wandering the Italian countryside when I finally woke up.
I wish I could have a nice dream every once in a while

[Somewhat Damaged]

It seems like a struggle with identity. You start as an observer and then become a participator. But in your participation you lack control and seem to find comfort in putting yourself at the mercy of other people (Russian Spy) or other things (wind). Falling and landing is usually a sign of rebirth which is why there was no fear. Unfortunately your rebirth is alien literally and once again controlled by something else, in this case by a substance. The fact that you felt a sense of pride is interesting, because despite the struggle you recognize that dealing with these challenges is a good thing and you are doing your best.

Well, I did just get a new job. And the identity crisis thing is pretty prevalent in my life because I think of such horrific things sometimes that I really don't think I'm a fundamentally good person, try as I might.


i think i'm going to use "I knew that I was going to land in Berlin" as a song title

AWESOME effin dream Damaged

Thanks, bug. And I'm suing you for royalties when that song hits it big on iTunes.

Okay, dream that woke me up this morning: I was watching SportsCenter and they showed a highlight from an Atlanta Falcons/Green Bay Packers game. The Falcons were wearing their red jerseys. One of the players ran into a referee and when he got up, the ref was lying motionless on the ground. The camera cut to a close-up of the ref, revealing that his top lip had been ripped off, leaving just his upper jaw visible. His eyes were also bugged out, as if they'd been popped out of their sockets.
I was like, "Oh, shit!" So I rewound the DVR to watch it again and called Jennifer in to check it out. This time, it appeared as though one of the Falcon's teammates bumped the referee from behind, like it was a deliberate assault on the poor guy. Again the tackle occurred and I could see the Falcon's facemask burrowing into the referee's face. This time when they cut to the close-up, the entire bottom portion of the referee's face had been ripped off. His jaw looked kinda like the Predator's. There was curiously no blood, just a lot of pus and one of his teeth was barely hanging on, the way a finger might after the hand it belongs to is blown up by a firecracker. The camera held tight on the vicious wound and the referee was moving his mouth. You could tell he was screaming, "Oh, fuck." D'you ever see Irreversible? It was like that scene near the beginning where the guy gets his face bashed in with the fire extinguisher and his jaw twitches spasmodically in the man's death throes.

[amyzzz]

I dreamt last night that I made out with a topless Allyson Hannigan (Willow on Buffy). I guess I was just "getting in touch with my feminine side" according to Ivy. ;)
Actually a really pleasant dream.

[BROKENDOLL]

SomewhatDamaged, you have such vivid, action packed dreams! The details have me wondering if Jennifer needs a protective helmet to sleep in as a precaution...

[SoulDischarge]

If you people only knew what goes on in my head at night . . .

[Somewhat Damaged]

SomewhatDamaged, you have such vivid, action packed dreams! The details have me wondering if Jennifer needs a protective helmet to sleep in as a precaution...

Funnily enough, I'm the one who needs protection from her. She popped me in the nose one time a few weeks back. Despite the intensity of my dreams, I don't flail about when I sleep.

Actually, I just remembered an incident a couple weeks ago when Jennifer said I kicked her in the middle of the night. She woke up and saw an apparition of a little boy hovering over my shoulder. She blinked her eyes and when she looked again, he was gone. *cue X-Files theme*

SoulDischarge, don't be a fucking drama queen. Just tell us instead of being all cryptic.

[BROKENDOLL]

I remembered reading that, that's why I mentioned the protective gear. LOL

[sbessiso]

no coachella dreams yet per se but I had one a couple nights ago and what I remember is that I was at a busstop or something and HunterGather just showed up. Although I have never met him my subconcious seems to have him pegged as a short shorts, fanny-pack wearing guy which is what he was in my dream. I thought it was funny, that is all

[rage patton]

I had this really fucked up dream the other night. Whats worse, I don't know how the events were connected, but I know somehow they were connected.
I was living in a city, don't know which one, but it was big. I lived with a few people, but I honestly don't remember who I was living with. Anyways, for some reason, at night these creatures would come out and take people away, never to be seen again... or something like that. Actually, they were two creatures. One was a little rat like thing, the other was a big beast, like a cenataur. I dont know why they were there, or why the fuck I was living in a city like that... but there had to have been reasons. This is the boring basic part. The part I find interesting and I keep thinking back to is coming up.
I remember being on a road. There were no cars, but a lot of people walking down this road. I was walking on the dotted line seperating lanes. It was a bring sunny day and I was walking towards the city where I live. As I am walking, I find my pace starting to speed up. So does everyone elses around me. The pace starts quickening and quickening. I eventually stop looking forward and looking at my feet and I notice something. As I speed up, the lines on the ground, grow further and further apart. Eventually, everyone is running and the lines on the ground are further apart then ever before. Then, when everyone is running their fastes, including me, the lines on the ground disapear. I finally look up, and I am on the centre of the city where I live and it is pitch black and either foggy or there is some sort of faint sandstorm in the city. Also, everyone around me is gone. There is no one in city. I run to the apartment where I live, only to find nothing there, except one of the rat creatures I spoke about earlier. I then woke up.
I keep finding myself thing back to the part where I was watching the line on the ground grow further and further apart as I am running. I don't think I explained it very well. But the way it played out in my mind, would make for an excellent scene in a horror movie. Not my dream, just that one part of it.

[algunz]

This is too exhausting and entirely too telling. I think I should stop reading this thread, for your sake.

[locachica73]

I dreamt I was running late to work and got there, got out of my car and realized I forgot to wear a shirt or bra. So then I was hunting around for a shirt and a bunch of coworkers saw me. Then I realized that my son was asleep in the back of the car so I had to take him to school so I was even later. On the way to school I came across my old favorite pizza joint from the town I grew up in, so I decided against work and just took the kids for pizza, still with no shirt on though so I went into a laundry mat and stole someones shirt, went to the pizza joing and ordered pizza only to realize I had no money on me. I am starting to miss my insomnia because these dreams are just too weird.

[BROKENDOLL]

I really need to consider a notebook next to my bed to write my dreams down before forgetting them. If you think my posts are out in left field, my dreams are like home runs. Atleast once a week, I'm able to tell Suffacated about a dream I had in detail, and he gets a look on his face that says, "I'm outa here!" I'm convinced the reason he sticks around though is for when I talk in my sleep. I don't mumble or spare words, I actually converse! If I don't wake myself up with my talking, he'll actually prod me along with questions or comments until I do! Fortunately, we have no secrets to keep, but he has seen how left field my dreams can go when he pulls that shit...

[boarderwoozel3]

The other night I had a very disturbing Coachella dream.

I was at Coachella 09 but it was being held in Las Vegas!? There was no onsite camping so everyone was staying at hotels on the strip. Worst of all, the festival was super lame. The venue was way oversold and there weren't any big bands there. The venue itself was totally decked out in over-the-top Vegas style production, but that lost its appeal quickly because the bands were weak. I was just wondering around disappointed that there weren't any good bands. It was a very bad dream.

[allyjoy]

Last night I had a dream where I got a phone call to do a photoshoot. I went to a salon & told them I was there to get ready before I flew to somewhere in South America or a tropical island. The girl from Princess Diaries was the one doing my hair. While I'm there they're telling me about a male model who's been hurt and keep trying to convince me to go see him. They keep saying "but you have to go." and I keep replying "No, I have to catch my plane." A short chick shows up to do my makeup. When everything is done, I look in the mirror & I look like crap and my face is super round. I give the girl her tip, but I woke as I was sitting on the private jet talking to my agent(?) and she's telling me "well if they don't like it, we'll just do something else."

:( I miss my zombie & alien dreams... Gunz, do what you do!

[Hannahrain]

I was late for work and when I called in to let them know I was on my way it turned out my name was Crocodile Dundee.

[captncrzy]

LOL Hannah


Last night I had a Coachella dream-we missed Coachella for some reason-it was going on and we were in the area and couldn't get there. I think Hinder or Nickelback were playing.

Not the first time I've had a dream like that.

[bug on your lip]

I was late for work and when I called in to let them know I was on my way it turned out my name was Crocodile Dundee.

did u beat the traffic by walking on the tops of everyone's head?

[shakermaker113]

I had a dream this morning between my alarm going off and when I got out of bed... a friend and I were running away from someone. I hate dreams when I'm running away, it's a never ending chase. we ended up going uphill, we were so tired we were on hands and knees. then my friend got so tired he couldn't move. I ended up carrying him on my back, and it was SO fucking exhausting. I think I was breathing really heavy in my sleep, like panting as if I really was carrying someone while crawling up a hill.

[chairmenmeow47]

I had a dream this morning between my alarm going off and when I got out of bed... a friend and I were running away from someone. I hate dreams when I'm running away, it's a never ending chase. we ended up going uphill, we were so tired we were on hands and knees. then my friend got so tired he couldn't move. I ended up carrying him on my back, and it was SO fucking exhausting. I think I was breathing really heavy in my sleep, like panting as if I really was carrying someone while crawling up a hill.

generally running is of course us running from something we don't want to deal with in our own lives. i have these dreams a lot, lol. it sucks because sometimes i know what i'm running from, but i'm just not ready to deal with it and other times i really just can't figure out what it is i'm running from. but you're carrying someone else on this journey, perhaps the burden has become more than you can bear? perhaps it's something that affects someone you love too? cliche, i know...

[shakermaker113]

maybe I just flatter myself in thinking that someone would bother chasing me.

maybe I am making stupid attempts to help people when I can't.

no, I think your cliches might be right. I am a cliche, how sad. let's see what I dream up tonight.

[locachica73]

I dreamt that I got a boob job and none of my bras fit anymore so I was late to work trying to find something to wear. I always seem to be in search of clothes to wear in my dreams. I should really get some laundry done or something.

[chairmenmeow47]

maybe I just flatter myself in thinking that someone would bother chasing me.

maybe I am making stupid attempts to help people when I can't.

no, I think your cliches might be right. I am a cliche, how sad. let's see what I dream up tonight.

awww, we're all a cliche. i like jung's theory that all dreams generally follow the stereotype of hero on a journey who encounters a fight for a loved one, a wise old man, a villain, ect...

sometimes our dreams have to break it down to something simple to get through.

[SoulDischarge]

I feel asleep listening to Stars of the Lid and had a nightmare about one of their songs. I thought it was this noise in the sky and that it was some weird destructive phenomenon, and I was trying to check all the weather channels, but I don't have any of my tvs hooked up so I couldn't find any news about it. Then I did that thing where you wake up from a dream and are still in a dream, thinking it was just my headphones, but when I took them off, I still heard the song in the sky. Then I actually woke up.

[kroqken]

I dreamt that some hot girl went on this message board sent me a message and I later met her. We had coffee and I briefly held hands with her. SHe later said she had to go and no longer returned my phone calls.

[shakermaker113]

a few weeks back, after I had had a little much to drink the night before, I woke up from this most awful dream with cotton mouth. immediately prior to waking the cotton mouth in real life was felt in my dream, but nothing I could do in my dream could change the cotton mouth I had in real life. so I was in this state that of uncurable cotton mouth. I was downing bottles of water and it wouldn't go away. I got to the point where I took a big gulp of water and kept it in my mouth. I then had a mouth full of water and cotton mouth simultaneously. it was driving me insane.

[kroqken]

I am going to drink tonight about my upcoming turkey leftovers.

[locachica73]

So I went out on my 4th date with this guy I have been seeing and finally decided to spend the night, which did not go that well at all, anyway here I am sleeping next to this guy and all night I dreamt about my ex. I kept waking up thinking holy shit I hope I don't talk in my sleep. Then this morning on the way to work from his place (he lives in the same neighborhood as the ex) I kept running into reminders of my ex. Driving by places we use to hang out at, his apartment, where we went on our first date and even a restaraunt named Nino's Pizzaria. WTF, he is haunting me. BASTARD

[fatbastard]

You need to somhow find closure with your ex. It sounds like there are a few open doors still. For what it's worth, it was be equally challenging for me to disassociate myself from a person I once loved and a pizza place.

[locachica73]

Yeah I know, I thought dating again would help but apparently not. Expecially when I know it is just a matter of time before he calls again. But I will not fall for it again!!! *crosses fingers*

[TomAz]

http://msnbcmedia4.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photos/070614/070614_oprah_vmed_12p.widec.jpg

[locachica73]

Actually I prefer Tyra but thanks. :)

[amyzzz]

I dreamt that there were tigers loose in my house. I'm actually not exactly sure what house I was in and how the tigers got there (a circus?), but I was afraid of the tigers and someone told me some command words to use to keep them away from me.

[algunz]

I had a horrible dream the other night. I was walking to meet my family and I had to cross a street. The traffic was stopped to allow me (and Sting) to cross. The people in their cars were yelling and honking at us. I got to the other side and I met my family at this soccer field. We got on a small plane. Jim was next to me, Izzy was on my lap, and my parents were across the aisle. I had no idea where we were going. The plane was in the air and it suddenly started jerking violently and it lost elevation rapidly. My mom was screaming and my dad was praying. Jim was holding my arm as I held on desperately to my daughter. Then it suddenly stopped and we landed. As we exited the plane the stewardess looked at me and acknowledged with her eyes that we had just defied death. There was a paper sign taped to the engine on the outside of the plane that said something like "Boat for passengers."

Then I woke up.

I told my husband about the dream, and I started crying. It was horrible.

[shakermaker113]

So I went out on my 4th date with this guy I have been seeing and finally decided to spend the night, which did not go that well at all, anyway here I am sleeping next to this guy and all night I dreamt about my ex. I kept waking up thinking holy shit I hope I don't talk in my sleep...

lol... I was once woken by a girl the first night I spent with her, because she was apologizing for shouting someone else's name in her sleep. I hadn't actually heard her shout a name, I only heard her apologize for it.

[locachica73]

LOL, I woke up and he was still snoring (ew) and so I figured I was safe. :)

[fiyahhh!]

I had the weirdest dream last night. I was in this visitors center at some wildlife refuge, but it was also a dormitory and my best friend from grade school was there. We were going to staying there for some unspecified amount of time. A friend of mine walks in though a hallway and says Captain and Teniellle are in the lounge and we could take our picture with them for sixty cents. So I check my pocket and I've got more than enough change, so we walk into the hall and then into this Vegas-style lounge that was pretty empty. Low and behold, Captain and Tenielle were there and sitting with them was Tattoo from Fantasy Island. I thought "man, I'd rather get my picture with Tattoo, but nothing was said about him taking pictures with people". We got closer and approached the table, but then I realised it wasn't Captain and Tenielle after all, but Tony Orlando and Dawn. Then I woke up.

[sbessiso]

I had a dream that Mr.Dylanja had a facebook and he added me. Is that weird?

[allyjoy]

maybe you can make that dream come true, S, maybe you can.

I had a dream last night that my friend's parents came to help me move & nothing was packed & there was lava in the streets and some sort of riot. I was scooping all my jewelry & knickknacks into Tiffany's teal luggage. The lava was rising outside so we had to hurry...


I need normal dreams

[locachica73]

I dreamt about poker, I was betting a big hand and ended up with 4 kings. I think I may need a break from poker.

[shakermaker113]

I had a dream last week with two crazy people, I have no idea who they were, but one of them had a chainsaw and the other had some other kind of hand held powered saw devices. both were turned on and I was a little uneasy about them being wielded so close to me. so the two guys reacted to this by putting the chainsaw and the other saw right up against me, while they were on, one up to my stomach the other up to my back. as close as possible without actually cutting me. I was scared shitless, just standing there trying hard not to breathe. then I woke up. thank god.

[SoulDischarge]

I had a dream that I got caught having sex in the bathroom with a guy from work. And that his cock was made out of bacon strips.

[miscorrections]

I dreamed my mom told me I had a thing for vegetarian strippers. I'm glad I don't analyze dreams.

[mountmccabe]

I think it means stay away from SoulDischarge's co-worker.

[TheWatcher]

I had a dream that someone stole my car and I had to get home, but I got lost. There was no cabs for some reason. I walked for miles and miles, through very odd places. Then, I finally got where I was going, and had to ask advice from someone's little brother, who was a duck.

???

[MeowMixer]

I had a dream where I got some boba milk tea. kickass.

[shakermaker113]

last night I had a dream that the bank installed new high tech atm machines. they had video of an actual bank teller that would talk to you and interact with you. it was weird, but awesome. for some reason I kept trying to distinguish them from atms by describing them as "electronic automated tellers". yes, good job me. well I never claimed to be coherent in my dreams.

[BROKENDOLL]

After the week I just had at work, I don't really want to go to sleep for fear of the dreams I may have...

[blackchango]

Last night I dreamt that the line up had been announced with David Bowie billed on the poster as "David Bowie playing 50 classic jams"

[CalmerThanYou]

I had a dream last week that somehow NYE and Coachella were the same event, and the whole line up was indie bands. then somehow my dad was there and it totally killed my buzz, i woke up and it was NYE morning, i couldnt have been more stoked.

Last night i had two very different and odd dreams. The first was i was in a math class taking notes. Nothing strange about it, just taking notes. I havent been in a math class since my 2nd year in college...very odd.

Second was random jets were just falling out of the sky. Explosions everywhere...not smoking, just seemingly shutting down and falling out of the sky. I researched it, and it seems a lot of other people have had this one as well....

[shakermaker113]

when my radio turned on this morning I heard Obama talking so I left it on instead of hitting snooze. I was still only half conscious. I frequently listen to the radio in that state in the morning, and the effect is the radio invading my dream.

in my head I was actually present for this press conference, and I was there with a friend. this friend happened to be dating someone who was working as an assistant for Obama, and he managed to get us up on the side of the stage. (I know, wtf, this isn't a concert), so most of the time we were viewing the it from there.

after the speech was over, Obama's assistant dude opens the door so he can enter whatever building it was behind him, and ushers me and my friend along too. by the time we get in Obama is nowhere to be seen, but the assistant dude had to go run him a shower. or give him a bath? I don't know wtf was up, he was in the bathroom, we could hear water running, we saw Obama enter then we moved on.

in the next room I found a food dish with some hard boiled eggs. I picked one up and started to crack it against my chest, then realized that was really stupid because I hadn't verified they were hard boiled. fortunately they were. when I started to peel off the egg shell I found the yolk crumbling and falling out. I've never seen an egg whose yolk was right at the edge of the egg. I ended up with a yolk-less hard boiled egg.

I think this (http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=99071534) is what I heard on the radio. I had to verify it actually existed. when this happens, I never know how much of what I heard was real and how much was imaginary.

[locachica73]

I stayed out too late and only got 3 hours of sleep before it was time to come to work. I got here and everyone is gone doing other things so I am here alone. I decided to lay my head down on my desk and take a 3 hour nap. During this nap I dreamt that I was outside and a large bear came out of no where and came right up to me. Everyone said not to move and so i curled up in a ball on the ground and the damn bear kept sniffing me and pushing me with his nose and I woke myself up by screaming out loud. I am glad I was still here alone.

[TomAz]

I had a bear dream too recently. I think it was new year's eve in fact.

there was a mama polar bear and her baby polar bear. found them in my house and ran away but somehow wound up with the baby in my car which was cute then it got loose and i was worried that mama couldn't find baby but i went to look for them and they were both in the parking lot where my car was but now they were wearing blue sweaters (knit pullovers) and they were running around terrorizing people but not me cuz they remembered me being nice.

[shakermaker113]

dear lord, how often do you get paid for sleeping, loca?

haha, once in college I woke my roommate up when I woke from a dream screaming. it was funny.

[locachica73]

LOL ummmm no comment. I really need to be a little bit more work oriented though. Now that my brother got laid off the last thing I need is to get fired for sleeping at work.

I use to have some pretty frightening dreams when I was younger, I use to wake up the whole house screaming and/or crying. It got better as I got older but still every once in awhile I catch myself doing it. I use to be able to tell my sleeping self in my head that it was just a dream and stop being scared but I no longer have that ability either. They always seem real. bleh.

[rage patton]

I had a dream The Special were confirmed to play Coachella 2009 last night. I feel at ease this morning.

[locachica73]

I want happy coachella dreams instead of angry bear dreams.

[sydaud]

I keep having this weird dream:

I am a record producer, producing the Genesis album “Abacab”. I am in the studio with Phil Collins and Mike Rutherford (Tony Banks is no where to be found). There are big piles of coke on a table, but no one is doing any. There are all kinds of reel-to-reels and there’s wood paneling on all the walls. Phil and Mike are wearing big white winter sweaters. And I just keep telling them how great the playback sounds.



I have had this dream 3 times now. I have no great affinity for this album (though I don’t mind it), I have never done coke and I hate wood paneling.


That is all.

[amyzzz]

I had a dream that I went to a party at TomAz's house (never been there), and his house was 5 stories high. I can't remember specific details beyond that except there was a bunch of hors d'oevres set up on a long rectangular table.

[TomAz]

I had a dream The Special were confirmed to play Coachella 2009 last night. I feel at ease this morning.

that dream is a Message to You.











groan

[shakermaker113]

I had a weeeeird fucking dream last night.

I was in a place that had elevators that would take you to this underground labrinth or mine. they looked very industrial, but also exciting and adventurous. people would want to take the elevator down and see what was down there.

everyone who went down would come face to face with a shambler. it would scare the fuck out of them. and if it didn't kill them right there on the spot, if they managed to get the elevator to go back up and get them out of there, it would follow them. it would never give up, and it was impossible to hide from. it didn't need to see you. going down there was a death wish.

usually people were so scared upon arriving back at the surface they fell off the elevator, and hadn't even moved by the time the elevator had gone back to fetch the shambler. but even those who hid... it was like it had an extra sense for anybody who had been down into the labrinth. if they were nearby it knew, and it was able to find them wherever they were hiding. it was petrifying.

the deaths were gruesome as well. limbs and blood everywhere.

here is a true hollywood moment: I was one of the people running to survive. I relied on the shambler being busy mauling other people to escape. at times I could run quite far. I think at one point I may have made it into outer space. but he would still eventually find me. I (of course, being more special than any of the other poor fuckers) managed to learn a way to hide. but it was difficult. I was constantly on the run, for the rest of my life. I had no choice about that. sometimes I would come across the elevators and see people going in. I would want to stop them but couldn't because it would mean certain death. I just had to watch.

talk about fucked.

[MeowMixer]

I had a weeeeird fucking dream last night.

I was in a place that had elevators that would take you to this underground labrinth or mine. they looked very industrial, but also exciting and adventurous. people would want to take the elevator down and see what was down there.

everyone who went down would come face to face with a shambler. it would scare the fuck out of them. and if it didn't kill them right there on the spot, if they managed to get the elevator to go back up and get them out of there, it would follow them. it would never give up, and it was impossible to hide from. it didn't need to see you. going down there was a death wish.

usually people were so scared upon arriving back at the surface they fell off the elevator, and hadn't even moved by the time the elevator had gone back to fetch the shambler. but even those who hid... it was like it had an extra sense for anybody who had been down into the labrinth. if they were nearby it knew, and it was able to find them wherever they were hiding. it was petrifying.

the deaths were gruesome as well. limbs and blood everywhere.

here is a true hollywood moment: I was one of the people running to survive. I relied on the shambler being busy mauling other people to escape. at times I could run quite far. I think at one point I may have made it into outer space. but he would still eventually find me. I (of course, being more special than any of the other poor fuckers) managed to learn a way to hide. but it was difficult. I was constantly on the run, for the rest of my life. I had no choice about that. sometimes I would come across the elevators and see people going in. I would want to stop them but couldn't because it would mean certain death. I just had to watch.

talk about fucked.

Dibs on writing screenplay.

[jdaws]

During this nap I dreamt that I was outside and a large bear came out of no where and came right up to me. Everyone said not to move and so i curled up in a ball on the ground and the damn bear kept sniffing me and pushing me with his nose and I woke myself up by screaming out loud. I am glad I was still here alone.

this reminded me of a bad dream i had lately. i was at this beach and there were a bunch of people around, i think my family was involved in an earlier scene of the dream. but then this streak appeared out of the sky and crashed explosively down into the earth. although this happened pretty damn far away, it was clear that an Event had happened, and that something had landed and was coming for us (to kill us?), and everybody ran. i remained and lit a joint and laid down on the beach to await this creature. although this sounds cool and relaxed and "accepting of my fate", i was extremely anxious about encountering the creature, and was operating on the assumption that this thing would end me. i was wondering about what the afterlife would be like.

it finally walks by me, and it seems like its not taking much notice. i remember thinking for a while maybe he'll just pass me by after all im just laying here smoking a j, peaceful looking. i think i say whats up to him or something. he's rather cool looking but not intimidating. after it seems that he has deliberated for a little bit, he picks up some heavy object and hurls it at my head. the weird part here is that i didn't die.. it seemed like a killing blow, but my vision was gone and all i was aware of us was my breathing. in and out in and out. then i woke up.

i realized typing this i forgot a lot of the visual details but thats ok because im not much of a visual thinker and expressing them wouldnt have added that much.

[shakermaker113]

visual details in dreams often don't translate to coherent text anyway. cool dream.

[Rockstarboy37]

i just woke up from a pretty gnarly dream. Let me try to remember most of it.


So somehow, it starts off as a movie trailer and turns into my life. I think it was ashton kutcher flying on the back of some sort of robotic dragon and it mentions something about basshunter. Now I'm led only to believe that Basshunter is music that is good enough to be played only for royalty and this is a story of how a band actually becomes worthy enough to play for the most important people in the world.

Weird but it happened. So anyway that dragon flies through this castle and everything and then there's a complete change. I'm fuzzy on a lot of details but the last thing I remember I'm at a ridiculous version of coachella that is on a hill going upward everybody starts walking away from the show up this hill towards the castle. I'm with my friends and at first it's cool. Then everybody starts to get pissy, no fighting just hitting stuff on their way up the hill and pushing people around. My friend get's a little wild and won't listen to me so I walk away and start going up the hill in a different spot. That's when I run into a bunch of slayer fans.

Particularly these guys. (the group where the guy keeps calling his mom a whore)

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We start talking and I ask "Wait Slayer's playing coachella this year?" I get the typical response "SLAYER!!!!" and this one guy that keeps doing guitar riffs with his mouth. I start talking to him and I remember we started joking and he was doing guitar riffs to different things. I was like "Yeah I was going through the emo section and I found this "wah da da da da"" It was funny in the dream for some reason.

anyway after that we get to this castle which is basically a giant prestigious guitar center/namm show. I walked in and pretty much everybody disappeared. there's basically one castle like room where they do screenings for musicians. I guess to test if they are worthy or not. I sat in the corner of the room unnoticed for a while checking it out.

then when I decide to get out of there I make my way into a long hallway. It's really like a bunch of floors of different hallways somewhat like what you'd find in an insane asylum. In these hallways are doorways with steps leading down to recording studios. creepy SAW-like recording studios. I didn't go into many of them but I do remember going into one and supposedly finding out that the beatles one time put on a street parade dressed as weird teletubbie-esque creatures in primary colors. I could never really describe it to you but, supposedly they did it during the psychedelic era and I believed it.

then as I'm leaving through a new hallway i start to get chased in a cinematic fashion by what I can only assume is a guard who wants to kill me. Luckily there was a different person walking towards and he distracted the guard as i ran by. I remember running down a hallway to a door. Running down another hallway and out another door to safety a basically the same hallway from the beginning.

There was dialogue between the guard and the stranger in the hallway each time that went something like this.

"stop him he's getting away"
"what has he done?"
"It's not what he's done but we hasn't done yet that could destroy us all"
(or something dramatic and weird like that)

at which point i burst out the door to safety and this whole thing started to loop again, minus the beatles. I kept running through the same hallways and hearing the same dialogue.


After waking up I remember closing my eyes and thinking something along the lines of

"the reason they want you is because..." and reading it as "they want you because they resent you." it kept shifting between reason and resent.


Weird dream. I guess they only allow the worst in the music business because they resent them? doesn't explain much of the dream but it does explain ashton kutcher.

[marooko]

i had a dream the other day with some of you in it. stay out of my head.

[locachica73]

I had a dream that we went to California this weekend as planned and Tommyboy showed up out of the blue as a surprise. At least I knew it was Tommyboy in my mind, but he looked nothing like Tommyboy. He looked more like Jon Heder's character in Blades of Glory. He wore gold sparkly pants and had blonde feathered hair. I need to stop getting high and falling asleep with the TV on.

[marooko]

BJ Penn Called m the other night. He wasn't very happy about my siding with Georges St. Pierre. I didn't know Penn and I were that close. I mean, we have each others numbers, but we never rally talk. i didn't think he would be so upset. It was cool though, we're cool.

[All Your Base]

I had a dream that we went to California this weekend as planned and Tommyboy showed up out of the blue as a surprise. At least I knew it was Tommyboy in my mind, but he looked nothing like Tommyboy. He looked more like Jon Heder's character in Blades of Glory. He wore gold sparkly pants and had blonde feathered hair. I need to stop getting high and falling asleep with the TV on.

Being the World War II buff that I am, I often fall asleep to shows on the History Channel about Nazis and such. You wanna talk about disturbing shit? I got disturbing shit for ya.

[locachica73]

Tommy in Gold Sparkly pants is disturbing enough for me.

I use to fall asleep with the radio on though and one day the song "this is the end of the world as we know it" came on at some point. So I dreamt that there were bombs falling everywhere and my kids were in school and I was driving there all crazy like to get to them before we all died. I use to dream about disasters alot though. Someone who had a dream analysis book told me that it meant my life was too chaotic (sp?) which is why I always dreamt of big storms/tornadoes/earthquakes and bombs.

[heyeric]

I haven't smoked marijuana in about a week and i've been having some weird dreams lately. Well, just the other night I dreamt that I was at Coachella and everyone was walking around with zip locked baggies filled with marijuana.

I dunno where i'm getting at with this story, but I think i'm gonna hold off a little bit longer on the smoking to see if can get some even crazier dreams out of it! haha

Anyone else here that smokes...notice that when you stop for awhile you seem to get really bizarre dreams, or is that just me? lol

[boarderwoozel3]

I've been having a lot of Coachella drams lately! The festival feels very close and my excitement has been growing so it makes sense.

[Archie Bunker]

Today I had a dream that I was on a boat (large, but not cruise-ship-sized), and that we noticed a wave building up in the distance. At first it didn't seem to be a big deal, but a few minutes later we looked out in the distance and saw it had grown to be huge. It was still some distance away, but seemed to be headed in our direction.

I was really scared, because the thing looked hundreds of feet high, and looked like it would kill everyone on the boat if it hit.

The boat then moved at an angle to where the wave was out of sight for a minute or so. We were all in our seats, though our seats were near the end of the boat, so we could see out the end of the roof, which didn't completely cover the boat.

I started talking with the two people sitting with me about the wave. We all concluded that it just doesn't make sense that the wave could have just disappeared or moved elsewhere, though it was surprising that a minute had passed and it hadn't hit us yet.

Finally the boat evened itself out, and we were able to peep our heads beyond the roof to see what was happening. One of the other guys had the view first, and shouted, "Oh shit!!!"

I asked, "What, is the wave here?"

Then it came into view for me. We were under the curl of the wave, and hundreds of feet of water was just about to crash on us. I figured that this was it, and that I had moments left to live.

Some water was already coming down on us, and I was having a little trouble breathing.

My girlfriend heard me breathing irregularly (in real life), and woke me up.

Thank goodness she did that, or I wouldn't be here posting this message today.

[shakermaker113]

you can't really suffocate yourself in a dream. unless you swallow your tongue maybe. that's a cool dream. waking up must have been such a relief.

[obzen]

please wait...

[KatieLyn]

I had a dream last night that I had bought a turtle a few weeks ago, and forgot about it till now and I hadn't fed it or gotten a filter or anything and the water was rather low and the poor thing was all skinny and sad looking.

[OnlyNonStranger]

Today I had a dream that I was on a boat (large, but not cruise-ship-sized), and that we noticed a wave building up in the distance. At first it didn't seem to be a big deal, but a few minutes later we looked out in the distance and saw it had grown to be huge. It was still some distance away, but seemed to be headed in our direction.

I was really scared, because the thing looked hundreds of feet high, and looked like it would kill everyone on the boat if it hit.

The boat then moved at an angle to where the wave was out of sight for a minute or so. We were all in our seats, though our seats were near the end of the boat, so we could see out the end of the roof, which didn't completely cover the boat.

I started talking with the two people sitting with me about the wave. We all concluded that it just doesn't make sense that the wave could have just disappeared or moved elsewhere, though it was surprising that a minute had passed and it hadn't hit us yet.

Finally the boat evened itself out, and we were able to peep our heads beyond the roof to see what was happening. One of the other guys had the view first, and shouted, "Oh shit!!!"

I asked, "What, is the wave here?"

Then it came into view for me. We were under the curl of the wave, and hundreds of feet of water was just about to crash on us. I figured that this was it, and that I had moments left to live.

Some water was already coming down on us, and I was having a little trouble breathing.

My girlfriend heard me breathing irregularly (in real life), and woke me up.

Thank goodness she did that, or I wouldn't be here posting this message today.


Sounds like you're dealing with a lot of stress right now and have been for some time. Is it about to come to a point?

[BlackSwan]

I woke up at the worst possible time in my dream this morning. Natalie Portman was just getting naked. That was the first time she was ever in my dreams, and I fear it was the last.

[obzen]

I love Natalie Portman...













...and by love I mean worship.

[bug on your lip]

I woke up at the worst possible time in my dream this morning. Natalie Portman was just getting naked. That was the first time she was ever in my dreams, and I fear it was the last.

you just got Caco'd

[chairmenmeow47]

i also woke up while getting it on with some chick, weird. we were getting it on in a shower after a robot with multi-coloured fingers had been getting us off. i have no idea where that comes from, but she was hot.

before that though, i had a dream that my boss suddenly told me the person i was trying to hire could no longer be hired & that they were bringing some random person in from another campus that would probably suck. i need a vacation.

[Young blood]

i also woke up while getting it on with some chick, weird. we were getting it on in a shower after a robot with multi-coloured fingers had been getting us off. i have no idea where that comes from, but she was hot.


go on.....

[chairmenmeow47]

lol, nothing that sexy to add, but before that all i knew was that i was in some, weird burlesque show where i had to out sex the robots to win the girl. that's about as far back as my memory is going.

[obzen]

i had to out sex the robots

Sig-worthy.

[bug on your lip]

i also woke up while getting it on with some chick, weird. we were getting it on in a shower after a robot with multi-coloured fingers had been getting us off. i have no idea where that comes from, but she was hot.

i'm going to step away from my computer now, walk outside and get some take some deep breaths

[BROKENDOLL]

I had a dream a few weeks ago (Just after EDC) that suffacated suggested I share before I forgot it. I wasn't up to being ridiculed that day, and just let it go. Fortunate for you guys, I haven't forgotten it, so I'll go ahead and share...

It starts with me feverishly trying to assemble a costume on my ironing board, using my glue gun and a huge amount of yellow material. Suffacated was looming around behind me trying to hurry me so we wouldn't be late. Apparently, I had arranged for a board meetup at what appeared to be an event similar to EDC, but on the polo fields instead. As I was getting frustrated trying to get this yellow blob of material into a certain shape, he was still nagging at me to hurry, yet he was standing there all covered in some dark syrupy looking shit. (Grease? Chocolate? I don't know.) I told him I just had to put the zipper in and I'd be finished. I remember being very snippy about this and told him to just go ahead to the polo fields to meet everybody and I'd be there shortly.

"Poof!" (Like shit in dreams tends to do.) He disappeared. I knew time was of the essense, so instead of sewing in the zipper, I used my trusty glue gun. Considering this zipper was 3-4 feet long, that glue gun was a time saver as oppopsed to sewing. (Which I'm not very good at anyway.) I remember looking at the clock and beginning to stress, worrying that my great meetup idea would fail, bigtime.

You see, the plan I had was for several members of this message board to get together and meet, but we were also going to make a banana split out of the meeting. (Yes, you read that right. A Banana Split.) I began to really panic when I realized you can't have a real banana split if the banana is the last one there, so I hurridly peeled on my costume attire, pleased that the zipper seemed to be working great. (I was oblivious to the fact that certain parts of the glue were still warm and sticking to my skin, but time was running short.) I rushed to grab my smokes, etc and went to go out the front door, only to get more stressed realizing that I hadn't thought of how I was gonna use my arms to do all of this, and they were, well...they were inside my banana suit snug against my body! (I really wish I could put this into a picture because in my dream, it was hilarious watching me come to this realization.) Anyway, seeing that I couldn't use my arms, I certainly couldn't drive, right? Next thing you know, "Poof!" There's a banana hopping, struggling, whatever, trying to get down the road to the polo fields!!!

As I neared the fields, I could see board members milling about waiting. I could hear laughter and I could hear suffacated giving directions to everybody to take their places for the meetup. I had to take a shortcut and slip through the fence, (Get it? Slip, like only a banana can do.) before they all started listening to his orders. As I'm struggling to get there, I'm yelling acrossed the filed, "Wait! Wait! I'm supposed to be on the bottom, dammit! That's how you start a banana split! Betao! No, Betao, wait! Tom, just a sec!" (Yes, you also read that correctly...) Betao was supposed to show up as a the scoop of strawberry ice cream, and TomAz was supposed to be Vanilla. I'm not certain if I remember any chocolate at the meetup, but by this time the whole meetup was turning into a neoploltan mess all over the grass. In what was supposed to be the stage for this banana split dish, there was feather and other members dressed as cherries, all sitting there laughing their asses off because betao's costume was melting all over the place. It was chaotic and I could see that my plan was failing. Tom was bitching because his Vanilla was going everywhere, betao was laughing because now he was in the stage/dish with feather and her cherry friends, and I'm stading there in this fucking banana suit screaming, "No! No! No! The banana goes on the bottom,then the ice creams scoops, then the..." It dawned on me then, that suffacated must have been the chololate syrup because of all that dark syrupy crap all over him. Anyway, I was upset that this was now going south, and all the rest of the board members were acting like a buch of fucking nuts about it. (Yes, nuts...as in the nuts on the very top of the split.) Christ, the last thing I needed at that point was for Amyzzz to come walking up like she did, to imform us all that this was not the way you make a banana split! "You're supposed to be on the very bottom, Brokendoll! WTF are you doing standing out here? The cherries don't go on the bottom! How retarded!" Well, no shit, Amyzzz! I was so distraught by my board meetup failure that it woke me up. Good thing too...I'm sure I would have found a place for Amyzzz in that big fucking mess had I not woken up when I did!



Go ahead, analyze and ridicule...:rolleyes

[BROKENDOLL]

i'm going to step away from my computer now, walk outside and get some take some deep breaths
LOL And, I'll never be able to face another board meetup without dropping my eyes to the ground in total embarassment...

[BlackSwan]

Go ahead, analyze and ridicule...:rolleyes

I'm not even going to read it.

[locachica73]

I had some wild morphine induced dreams recently while in the hospital again. I don't really remember them but they were crazy. And I apparently was still awake during a few of them and was having strange conversations with nurses while in my semi-dream state. Drugs are good.

[chairmenmeow47]

I had some wild morphine induced dreams recently while in the hospital again. I don't really remember them but they were crazy. And I apparently was still awake during a few of them and was having strange conversations with nurses while in my semi-dream state. Drugs are good.

hospital? hope you are ok and let me know if you need anything <3 <3 <3

[locachica73]

Awww, I am good now, just over did it again with stress and life. I have had a rough few weeks but at least I will remain high enough to laugh at the insanity of it all. Although I am a bit disappointed that I didn't get to revisit my lesbian vampire dream I got the last time I was there. :)

[Young blood]

goddammit.

[BROKENDOLL]

I'm not even going to read it.
Shame. Natalie Portman was in it too. *kidding*

[Courtney]

I'm fairly certain that in my dream last night, Hannah asked me for an avocado.

[rskapcat]

It's a sign we spend too much time on the board, Courtney. TomAz and I were having a conversation in my dream a couple of weeks ago. Don't remember the topic of said conversation, though.

[chairmenmeow47]

i had a dream recently that my first boyfriend was reluctant to marry his girlfriend (who i've never met, only know by name). i was at his mom's old house with him, his girlfriend & his mother. everyone but the girlfriend was against the marriage, but i was trying to talk him into it. so bizarre.

[amyzzz]

I dreamt I talked to a sentient sea monster.

[miscorrections]

I can't imagine ever being able to sum up my dreams in one sentence like that. Mine are weird and complicated and twisty.

[herro kitty]

The last dream segment I had before I woke up this morning was this:

I felt that there was something in my left ankle. I looked closer and there was a piece of pencil lead stuck in it. I squeezed it out like I would a pimple and it transformed into a piece of a knife. The wound was still open, so I looked to see if there was anything else inside and there was a No. 2 pencil with the eraser side sticking out. The wound opened up and I was suddenly inside of my ankle! I reached over and pulled the entire pencil out my muscle wall quickly, out of fear of the pain, but there was none. POV shifted and I was sitting again, looking at my ankle to see that there was no scar.

Anyone have a clue what this means?

[locachica73]

stop doing drugs... or do more. :p

[Gribbz]

I have recurring zombie apocalypse dreams. No bueno.

For some reason I can jump REALLY high in said dreams.

[amyzzz]

I had a spider-apocalypse dream.

[chairmenmeow47]

The last dream segment I had before I woke up this morning was this:

I felt that there was something in my left ankle. I looked closer and there was a piece of pencil lead stuck in it. I squeezed it out like I would a pimple and it transformed into a piece of a knife. The wound was still open, so I looked to see if there was anything else inside and there was a No. 2 pencil with the eraser side sticking out. The wound opened up and I was suddenly inside of my ankle! I reached over and pulled the entire pencil out my muscle wall quickly, out of fear of the pain, but there was none. POV shifted and I was sitting again, looking at my ankle to see that there was no scar.

Anyone have a clue what this means?


you moved to go to school, right? no. 2 pencils have a strong relationship with school. ankles/feet/legs have a strong relationship to travelling towards something. maybe you feel like school is holding you back somehow? maybe you feel like if you left school, you'd "travel" towards the kinda progress you wanna make?

that's a pretty thin theory, i know, but i'm usually pretty good with dreams if i know the person on a personal level, and that's the first thing i thought of.

[BROKENDOLL]

I was gonna suggest something similar to what Ivy said...Maybe you're not as into school (the pencil) right now as you had thought and would like to cut out (the knife) and run back here?

[AlecEiffel]

I had a dream last night that my mother and sister died and no one would tell me how. Then Usher shot my fiance to death, and then attempted to do the same to me, because he was mad about some one screwing up a game of rock band. Despite how this sounds it was not funny in the least. I then moved into my mother's house because I inherited it, but rather than it being full of her stuff it was completely empty as though she had moved. She lives on a house boat at the end of a boardwalk (she actually does in real life). It was dark, rainy and lonely. I found out that my mother had died after smoking cocaine and having a stroke. I still couldn't figure out how my sister died. I had to go to dinner with a bunch of family members and found out that my step mother had died. No one felt bad about anything and every one was really pissed off at me for being upset. I really missed my fiance. This is one of the scariest dreams I can ever remember having.

[RotationSlimWang]

i also woke up while getting it on with some chick, weird. we were getting it on in a shower after a robot with multi-coloured fingers had been getting us off. i have no idea where that comes from, but she was hot.


WHY IN THE FUCK AM I HEARING ABOUT THIS DREAM FOR THE FIRST TIME ON THE BOARD?

[amyzzz]

I woke up at the worst possible time in my dream this morning. Natalie Portman was just getting naked. That was the first time she was ever in my dreams, and I fear it was the last.
Since we're quoting old shit, one of my best sex dreams was with Damon Albarn. oh. my. god.

[herro kitty]

you moved to go to school, right? no. 2 pencils have a strong relationship with school. ankles/feet/legs have a strong relationship to travelling towards something. maybe you feel like school is holding you back somehow? maybe you feel like if you left school, you'd "travel" towards the kinda progress you wanna make?

that's a pretty thin theory, i know, but i'm usually pretty good with dreams if i know the person on a personal level, and that's the first thing i thought of.

Well, I had a boy over last night and I ended things with him before we went to sleep. Bad timing, I know. I hoped that my dream wasn't about him, to give him the satisfaction, and I'm glad that there's another explanation :)

I always want to leave school :) But I have only 2 more months before I can visit home. I miss home.

[chairmenmeow47]

WHY IN THE FUCK AM I HEARING ABOUT THIS DREAM FOR THE FIRST TIME ON THE BOARD?

because you have a shitty memory and don't remember that we talked about this on the phone :p

[Suffacated]

phone sex ^

[RotationSlimWang]

because you have a shitty memory and don't remember that we talked about this on the phone :p

I would totally remember robot fucking.

[TommyboyUNM]

I just woke up about 25 minutes ago because I had one of my worst dreams in a very long time. I was at a club with some friends and my mom and dad. My dad left the group and I was worried for some reason. My mom went to check on him. She came back and said "Your dad decided to do some junk." I was really annoyed as I went to go check on him. When I went into the restroom, I found him not breathing and his head was bleeding. When I walked out of the restroom in shock, a police officer stopped me and said something like "Don't think there's any chance for him, he's dead." I found my mom and I said to her, "What a fuckin pussy, why would he do that?" My mom told me that he was unhappy with his life. Then the realization kicked in that he was dead and I started crying like crazy. That's when I woke up and, give me shit all you want (heh), I was crying and hyperventilating. It took me a few minutes to gather myself.

I have vivid dreams almost every night, but this one was bizarre and extra shitty. My dad is very anti drugs, and I rarely thought of him to be unhappy. That made it even more bizarre. I think it was late last year when I had a dream that my nieces died and, again, I woke up crying. Sometimes I hate that I have vivid dreams as often as I do.

[rskapcat]

That's horrible, Tommy. :( What a terrible way to wake up.

The most disturbing dream I've had recently involved board members. The people from that night's chat session mixed with Joann's place of business and whatever army-shoot-em-up game Andy has been playing all melded together in my brain, and the dream involved Heidi and a few other board members stalking me inside a drug store. They were trying to shoot me, and I was hiding. Horrible.

[TommyboyUNM]

I just woke up about 25 minutes ago because I had one of my worst dreams in a very long time. I was at a club with some friends and my mom and dad. My dad left the group and I was worried for some reason. My mom went to check on him. She came back and said "Your dad decided to do some junk." I was really annoyed as I went to go check on him. When I went into the restroom, I found him not breathing and his head was bleeding. When I walked out of the restroom in shock, a police officer stopped me and said something like "Don't think there's any chance for him, he's dead." I found my mom and I said to her, "What a fuckin pussy, why would he do that?" My mom told me that he was unhappy with his life. Then the realization kicked in that he was dead and I started crying like crazy. That's when I woke up and, give me shit all you want (heh), I was crying and hyperventilating. It took me a few minutes to gather myself.

I have vivid dreams almost every night, but this one was bizarre and extra shitty. My dad is very anti drugs, and I rarely thought of him to be unhappy. That made it even more bizarre. I think it was late last year when I had a dream that my nieces died and, again, I woke up crying. Sometimes I hate that I have vivid dreams as often as I do.

Epilogue

I went back to sleep and dreamed that my mom and I were rushing to get to the venue to see of Montreal and Friendly Fires. And I was telling her how much I think Friendly Fires sucks. So I guess slightly less intense than the prior dream.

[bug on your lip]

2nite i'm going to try and have a dream with meghan mccain, ivy, the sex robot & tommy in it

[Young blood]

why not workin a favrah reach around too.

[Somewhat Damaged]

The dream I remember most from last night is having a vicious, no-holds-barred shouting match with Jennifer. The one from the night before involved Bjork's Homogenic album cover, prompting me to go on a Bjork binge yesterday.

More interestingly, I had a dream a few weeks back in which I was spooning with a girl I dated a couple years ago. She started telling me about an anal sex experience she'd had with an old boyfriend. After he came inside her, he tried to get the semen out with a wire hanger. There was still some left, though, so he stuck his hand in her ass to get it out. His hand then got stuck and he couldn't pull it out. (Oh, and although this started off as her telling me about it, I could see everything happening.) Eventually, he put his hands on her tits to give himself the proper leverage to yank his hand out, which was really weird because that meant he had 3 hands -- two on her tits and one stuck in her ass.

The day after that dream, and this wasn't exactly a dream, just an image that came to me when I was walking to the bathroom, I saw a giant turd in the toilet that had a large white spider's egg on top of it. The egg burst open, unleashing a horde of baby spiders.

[Gribbz]

My recurring "Zombie Apocalypse" dream keeps getting funner and funner.

[rskapcat]

Uh, Rick wins. Or loses.

[locachica73]

wow, i feel slightly disturbed after reading ricks dream.

Tommy, I use to have very vivid dreams when i was younger, I would wake up crying or often times screaming at someone. You know the dream, where you are trying to say something to someone but can't make your voice work, you keep trying and trying and next thing you know your screaming out in your sleep, waking up the house. But lately I don't dream very often, if at all. Well at least I don't remember any. Maybe 1 a week, I miss my dreams though, even some of the scary ones.

I did dream last night though that we had to have the dog put down, and the kids were so sad, especially my daughter, but we had to do it because he went crazy and bit me and my son.

Then I got woken up by the dog barking at nothing. He does this every morning around 7 am. I think I have an early morning ghost in my new place.

[chairmenmeow47]

2nite i'm going to try and have a dream with meghan mccain, ivy, the sex robot & tommy in it

how'd we do?

[TommyboyUNM]

I bet it was delicious.

[bug on your lip]

it was actually getting pretty hot until i realized caco was filming us...
and he had that real creepy mouth-agape look on his face

[chairmenmeow47]

it was actually getting pretty hot until i realized caco was filming us...
and he had that real creepy mouth-agape look on his face

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

[caco0283]

i hate everyone of you

[Somewhat Damaged]

There's this lady at work named Brenda who used to sit right next to me but thankfully doesn't any longer. She's 5'2" if she's lucky, weighs about 350 lbs, has approximately 5 teeth in her head, has a pig nose (think that Beefeater-holding, leather-clad freak in the WTF Files thread), is 32 years old and has a 17-year-old daughter she won't shut up about, another 17-year-old foster daughter who's apparently pregnant, a 10-year-old who sounds retarded from what I've heard of her, is divorced and remarried to a jellyfish of a man who doesn't seem to mind that she belittles him like Judge Judy + Simon Cowell x 3, and whose ex-husband lives with them when he's not driving a truck. Bear in mind, the extent of my daily conversations with her amount to, "Hey, Brenda," or "Can you verify this CAA for me?" or "Did you verify my CAAs yet?" I've gathered all this information about her from her sitting 2 feet away for 11 months and having to hear her talk incessantly about her life to either coworkers or clients on the phone.

So two nights ago, I had a dream that I had a dream in which I walked into my high school cafeteria, walked up behind her, grabbed her in a headlock from behind and snapped her neck. And upon waking from the dream, I felt remorse about it. I was hanging out with her and my friend Robbie somewhere and I was acting weird so they kept badgering me to say what was wrong. I eventually did, relaying my dream of snapping her neck, and she got all emotional. Robbie was like, "Rick, that's fucked up." And I had this feeling like, "THAT's why I can't be honest with people about how I really feel or what's going through my head."

[Alligator Bogaloo]

I just woke up about 25 minutes ago because I had one of my worst dreams in a very long time. I was at a club with some friends and my mom and dad. My dad left the group and I was worried for some reason. My mom went to check on him. She came back and said "Your dad decided to do some junk." I was really annoyed as I went to go check on him. When I went into the restroom, I found him not breathing and his head was bleeding. When I walked out of the restroom in shock, a police officer stopped me and said something like "Don't think there's any chance for him, he's dead." I found my mom and I said to her, "What a fuckin pussy, why would he do that?" My mom told me that he was unhappy with his life. Then the realization kicked in that he was dead and I started crying like crazy. That's when I woke up and, give me shit all you want (heh), I was crying and hyperventilating. It took me a few minutes to gather myself.

I have vivid dreams almost every night, but this one was bizarre and extra shitty. My dad is very anti drugs, and I rarely thought of him to be unhappy. That made it even more bizarre. I think it was late last year when I had a dream that my nieces died and, again, I woke up crying. Sometimes I hate that I have vivid dreams as often as I do.

Thanks for giving me a preview of what it will be like to share a room with you at Coachella, Tommy. :p Between that and all the other dreams that people from the house have, I think the vibe in the house rental might end up being like an asylum scene in 12 Monkeys. Good times...

[Somewhat Damaged]

Saturday night, after watching The Road, I had a dream that I was holed up in a hotel room in New York. There was a hit out on me and I was suspicious of everybody I came across, thinking they were assassins. At one point, I was on the sidewalk outside the hotel and I saw the car that one of the hired hitmen was driving. I ducked behind a car and watched him drive past. I went inside and walked warily upstairs, and as I got to my floor, there was a thin young woman and a fat older man standing in my way on either side. But their intentions weren't nefarious; they were just going downstairs. I went into my room -- kinda looked like Josh Brolin's in No Country for Old Men when Anton initially finds him -- and stuck a chair up underneath the handle to keep anyone from busting in. The TV was on.

More horrifically, I later had a dream that the Party All Weekend group was on the cover of Rolling Stone. Suprefan & feather were front and center (he behind her). Also in the picture were Mr. Dylanja, Geno Guerrero, and HEADSTRUCK, among those I can remember. I grabbed the magazine off the coffee table and held it up for Jen to see and snorted, "Oh god, now Rolling Stone's got these faggots on their cover."

[rage patton]

Ahahahaha. Oh wow. Your PAW dream is sig-worthy.

[cansei de ser sexme]

I always have super elaborate chase scenes in my dreams.

I also have dreams where I go to a music festival, and then realize that I dont know any of the bands, and cant find the set times, and then I have a super elaborate chase scene to find the set times, and always end up waking up before I have seen a single band.

[moomoo]

I had some fucked up, vivid dreams last night.

1. Promoting a party at some club that was packed with douche bags and hot bitches. Ended up going on to the roof of the club with Will Ferrel and Dwight Schrute and out of nowhere, Will jumps off and kills himself. Then Dwight jumps off and kills himself giving me a random impulse to kill myself too without hesitation, but I take a steel trashcan, put it under my feet and only end up breaking my legs when I hit the ground. I am just sitting on the ground with little pieces of bones and blood everywhere staring at the conveniently placed hospital across the street. Then I woke up and my legs were asleep......

2. Interviewing and getting the job of being Steve Aoki's personal assistant in his huge San Fransico mansion. His mansion was a huge, extensive, tarzan-like treehouse connecting the rooftops of different apartment building with vine bridges and shit. His house was super fucking dirty and I remember cleaning his dishes while he chased a huge group of MILFs around the vine bridges..... (???)

3. A russian guy wanted to beat the shit out of me so when me, russian guy, and random person walked to his car for some unknown reason, I threw his keys under the car without him looking. Then when we got back to the house where he was gonna kick my ass he was like "oh shit, where are my keys?" and left.




:confused:

[shakermaker113]

I had a dream that I had left my bike locked up outside a... bar? store? party? don't recall... and came back to find it completely stripped. all that was left was the frame locked to the post. I was pretty convinced it was real.

[Somewhat Damaged]

Last night I dreamt I was in the pool at my gym and there were some bratty kids causing a ruckus. They splashed me with water so I flipped them off. They kept antagonizing me so when the older one submerged himself, I pinned him to the floor of the pool and stood on his leg so he couldn't move. The younger one took off while his brother flailed about underneath my foot. I let go of him after about a minute and brought him up so he could breathe & told him, "You need to cut that shit out."

[shakermaker113]

last night I thought I was having trouble sleeping, but in fact was fast asleep. I heard a knock on the door. for some reason I was paralyzed, I couldn't move and could barely speak at all. I didn't respond to the knock, but saw that my front door was starting to open. I was in a panic and tried yelling at the guy. I said "who are you?" but it came out so weak I didn't know if he could hear. I tried pushing the words out as loud as I could, one breath per word. I was sure he had heared my croaking, but there wasn't a sound from him. he continued to slowly move inside. I tried yelling again, one consonant per breath, "go a-way!". the shadowy figure turned around and closed the door behind him. I woke up shit scared. then I realized I had been asleep the whole time. I stared at the door for the next half an hour.

after getting back to sleep I ended up in a dream where I was faced with a maniac wielding several guns and a crazy knife. I saw him loading his guns in a car, having just gotten into a conflict with my friend. I knew he was out to kill. I managed to get in his way, at which point he attacked me with full force. I was fighting for my life. (I have no idea how I was doing that). I knew that if I stopped paying attention for any brief moment, I would be dead in an instant.

morbid.

[captncrzy]

Last night I had a dream that Ivy, Randy and I were hanging around eating pizza in a department store. Randy showed me his arm and it looked like a red shriveled T-Rex arm. And he was being really nice.

What does that mean?

[Pixiessp]

I love shriveled T-rex arms. Not on people though. Just on the T-rex.

[HowToDisappear]

I had my first dream about a board member.

I dreamt I met J$, his wife and her mother at the races in Del Mar, and I borrowed money from the infamous mother-in-law to place a bet.

[Mr. Dylanja]

The other night in my dream I was counting a big wad of cash but could never figure out the total amount. I'd starting counting and get relatively far and then I'd get sidetracked and lose count and have to start over.


Any ideas what this means? I was assuming it meant I was bad with money (which is true) but told dream meanings are usually more metaphorical and not literal.

[chairmenmeow47]

i think in your case it's probably pretty literal. since you're buying a house and all.

[Mr. Dylanja]

C'mon, I'd have to be good with money in order to buy and that is not the case.

[chairmenmeow47]

ha ha ha, oh, i thought you were buying. well still, you've been talking about that a lot and finances, so that makes sense.

[Somewhat Damaged]

Saturday morning I had a dream that I was perpetually falling in the shower (kind of like the car going off the bridge in Inception) and the shower curtain had fallen over my face and was smothering. It was so oppressive a feeling that it woke me up. I typically sleep on my stomach but was on my back at the time, so I rolled over and went back to sleep.

[chairmenmeow47]

i have lots of falling dreams whenever i pass out on my back. it's rare because i have an extremely hard time falling asleep on my back, but the few times that i have end up with me waking up thinking i'm falling. and it usually takes me awhile to actually wake myself up; it's like i know i need to wake up in my mind, but i can't make my body wake up. scary.

[Mr. Dylanja]

Last night I dreamt I was on a private jet headed for Vegas. As we were taxiing around the runway's at a smaller airport, I realized all I had was the clothes I was wearing. No wallet, phone, luggage etc. I ask the stewardess if she can have the pilot stop so I can get out. He agrees, so I tell my two friends that I'll see them tomorrow (we were going to Vegas for a concert but it wasn't until the following day). Next thing I know I'm walking down a giant runway by myself and that's all I can remember.

[donkey sex]

Speaking of private planes, I had a dream (MLK RIP) I was the sole customer on one flyin around and the stewardesses came towards me down the aisle disrobing and engaging me in intercourse. Then the pilots did the same thing, but they wouldn’t stop when I politely said “No, thank you”. I was raped. And we crash.

[chairmenmeow47]

this weekend i had a very vivid dream i was at coachella watching radiohead. it was the 2004 lighting set-up and no one around me knew what i was talking about when i kept pointing that out. thom yorke was playing the guitar and spinning in the air with this bright pink light. radiohead then went into "forever young".

[donkey sex]

"these dreams go on when I close my eyeessss, every second of the night..da da da da da daaaaa (dont know the rest of the wordssss)"

[Somewhat Damaged]

Glad somebody bumped this as I've had a number of memorable dreams recently.

From last Tuesday: I was driving in a car with Jennifer and a couple of other people who I never met before. It was like a period movie set, like something out of the 40s, and the car was one of those you'd find in The Untouchables. The buildings reminded me of Cine Citta. The other couple had a baby and I was in one of the buildings, carrying the baby, trying to find my way out. I was on one of the upper floors and it was like a maze. There were a couple of janitors mopping the staircase. I had a growing sense of dread about people chasing me and suspected the janitors were in cahoots with whoever was after me. So I cupped the baby's head like a basketball, ran down the hall, and leapt over the mopwater lake the janitors had created. I was on the floor below but there wasn't an exit to be found, just lots of windows through which I could see glimpses of the people surrounding the building.

From last Wednesday: I was laying on my back and had a rubenesque black woman (whom I've never seen before) removing my belt and pants so as to administer a blowjob.

From last Friday: Jennifer's daughter had a friend over. The friend looked like one of my sister's best friends, only her teeth were really fucked up, like Halloween teeth. We were in the dining room and I looked outside and saw there was a doberman pinscher in the yard. I opened the sliding glass door to shout at it to leave. Then a little dog -- our little dog in the dream world, though we don't have a dog in actuality -- ran outside, escaping through a hole in the screen door, to bark at the doberman. The doberman cowered a little at first but then I noticed another dog leap over the wall. This one was shaggy and also very large and started circling behind our little dog. I shouted at our dog to come back inside, though I didn't know its name, so I just called it "Dog." I asked Taylor what the dog's name was. When I turned back around, there was a 3rd dog and they had him surrounded. Then a giant dog that wasn't quite a bulldog but was like that dog that Michael J. Fox provided the voice for in Homeward Bound: The Incredible Journey came out of nowhere and charged at me. I just barely had enough time to close the sliding glass door. This last dog was demonic, with fiery white eyes and no nose. The remaining three dogs started closing in on our little dog and I closed the venetian blinds, telling the girls to go upstairs, that I'd clean up the mess later.

Sunday: I was at a building similar to the one that I was being chased in on Tuesday but this time I think I was at work. I went into the bathroom and ran into one of my coworkers. There was water dripping from the ceiling, like it was lightly drizzling inside the bathroom, but I was the only one who seemed to notice or care. (There was more shit that occurred in this dream that I wanted to remember when I awoke from it at 5:22 am but it just hasn't come back to me yet.)

[captncrzy]

building.

From last Wednesday: I was laying on my back and had a rubenesque black woman (whom I've never seen before) removing my belt and pants so as to administer a blowjob.



...wat?

[Mr. Dylanja]

hahahaha! My favorite is when people talk to Rick on the board and Jen replies for him. Crack that whip, captn.

[JebusLives]

I had one of those dreams this morning that is so wonderfully perfect I knew it was fake, and it woke me up :(

[captncrzy]

hahahaha! My favorite is when people talk to Rick on the board and Jen replies for him. Crack that whip, captn.

I think you're missing the point.

I had a bad wedding dream. It was being held in someone's backyard. My cake was delivered and it was not the super-awesome cake I was expecting but rather a chocolate Disney castle mess. The photog decided not to show because he was tired from a Lady GaGa concert he had been at the night before. Everyone was drunk and we couldn't get the music going and no one was paying attention to me; Rick was in some back room drinking scotch and playing poker and wouldn't get up to come to our ceremony.

I suspect the only difference between this dream and what the real thing will be is that the photog will actually show up.

[Mr. Dylanja]

No, I got the point and went on a tangent. Just tell him you dreamt about banging Amare Stoudimire.

[captncrzy]

It would bother him because he's black, not because it's another guy.

[Mr. Dylanja]

Is that what bothered you too?

[captncrzy]

touche

[Somewhat Damaged]

...wat?

I wrote "so as to," not "and then she." Big difference. All these dreams tend to occur right before I wake up and go use the restroom.

[Mr. Dylanja]

...to fap.

[Gribbz]

I had a dream that I was at Hard Summer last night. David Bowie and Soulwax performed an entire set together. They covered "To the End" by Blur. They had sound problems. :/

[marooko]

To the secret archives with this page, quick!

[shakermaker113]

I had a dream that I was at Hard Summer last night. David Bowie and Soulwax performed an entire set together. They covered "To the End" by Blur. They had sound problems. :/

best concert dream ever.

[PlayaDelWes]

My wife tells me that I yell like a deaf person would while I dream sometimes.

[Courtney]

I dreamt that I was back in school. My IRL friend/ former grad student colleague Jason was whispering to me in class that I needed to submit a dissertation abstract to the department by tomorrow. But I wasn't ready and I started freaking out, so he told me it would be ok and went and bought be a sandwich.

It doesn't take Freud to analyze that one.

[chairmenmeow47]

so i watch way too much tv. i had a dream where at first i was trying to get to the airport to meet the cast of mad men, only i looked like "anyo" from arrested development. i had to walk. i also had a bitch of a time hitchhiking. i kept finding tupperware filled with disgusting water that would dump on me (i think this is because i mopped my balcony yesterday). some people were chasing me, and eventually i ended up in a "tiny town", like in arrested development. i was crushing tiny pumpkins.

then i flew to disneyland and took a shuttle with the cast of mad men. the whole thing was narrated by ron howard. we enter through calicornia adventure, only to find cylons from battlestar gallactica marching with the people. only we were told these were old, friendly models and that everything was going to be ok. it was just hilarious to see all these robots with red eyes marching through disneyland with joyous people.

[BROKENDOLL]

I usually have really vivid dreams of a bizarre nature. For example, demon midgets, or talking animals. But, over the last few weeks, my dreams all contain one major thing in common...People I haven't seen or spoken to in awhile. And it's like each dream is spent making arrangements to meet up, only to be interrupted by my mother entering the dream to hand me a message or note, or to ask where I want to go shopping. And it's the way she enters into the picture near the end that generally wakes me before I find out what the message was, or meet up with the people I had plans with.

Honestly, it's more fun to analyze the demon midgets and talking animals, than to try and see the message in the dreams I've been having lately...

[chairmenmeow47]

so i had strange dreams last night. i kept waking up throughout the night too. the worst one was this though...

micah (alligator boogilo) & i were playing with tarot cards. this is interesting because last night we were playing rummy for realz and recently i've been doing a lot with tarot cards. IFA then comes to join us and we all play. IFA didn't seem to understand the rules for some reason though and was getting frustrated. so i walked around for a bit while micah and her played alone. we were in a backyard at night somewhere with a pool. i ended up on the other side of the pool. all of a sudden we notice there is an alligator in the pool. micah & amy tell me to run, but it was too late. the alligator was crawling out of the pool quickly. i stand up on a table & chairs. the alligator then also stands up on a table and chairs close by and sort of resembles a kangaroo. so it's like an alliroo or something. it was jumping in the air, trying to threaten me. so i threw my flip-flops one at a time to distract it so i could run. it chased the flops, but once i started running it came to pounce on me and i woke up in total fear. i didn't even want to step out of my bed for fear there was an alligator underneath. so, so strange.

so then, i go back to sleep. a large number of my friends were at this giant fort. i think this is because i listened to a lot of NPR yesterday as a result of the president's speech and they kept talking about fort bliss. anyways, all the guys in the dream were in the military. they kept going to war & coming back. but it was some sort of civil war. everything around me had that feel of the 1800's. also, most of the guys that were in the dream were guys i've dated in some form, including this one guy i've been seeing pretty frequently recently. after the men would come back from war, all of us girls (many of my girlfriends, and also girls i didn't know), would be waiting for them to come out of the fort onto this scaffolding thing where there wasn't much room. we had to take care of them before they went back to war. each time, i was with a different guy. at one point, we were all squished sitting on the floor. there wasn't much room. i saw the guy i had been seeing, but something came between us & we sat across from each other with a lot of people in between. there was a girl next to him and i got kinda worried. but i could hear him talking about me, so i waved and he smiled and waved back. i then spent the rest of the time with this old eff buddy who we'll call "dnb dj" that i haven't talked to in years. at some point, we were on a big, open field, kinda like gone with the wind where lots of people were injured. i couldn't find anyone i knew. then i woke up.

very, very odd.

[humanoid]

alliroos are terrifying, your fear is justified.

[Mr. Dylanja]

Last night's dream: I went over to Ivy's house, it was a Saturday afternoon for what was supposed to be a standard boardie/rockband meet up. I get there and it turned out to be more of a Ivysaur ladies night type of get together. All the girls were playing volleyball on a sand court in Ivy's apartment complex. Next to the court there was a grassy hill which I walked up to sit down and watch and watch the girls play. While I'm sitting there, none other than Pot comes and sits down next to me to shoot the shit. During our discussion he told me that he was currently, and had always been living in Scottsdale, which I thought was hilarious. He was much less funny in person.

[stinkbutt]

I had a dream that I was back at ATP except it wasn't ATP it was a seated venue that was hosting Ozzfest but had the Kutsher's vibe and layout. So while Korn was playing and most of us were heckling them and throwing shit, they stopped the show. Jonathan Davis starts yelling at the crowd and Bmack was in the back snickering so of course he thought it was him so he went up and punched him and that was the end of the show. Later we were all in the lobby sharing gummi bears and laughing at what a week punch was thrown, and who should walk by but Mr. Davis again. He is again angered at people not taking him seriously so he does this weird crying/screaming thing then runs off. Next thing you know Public Image Limited (who weren't even supposed to be there) are playing in the piano room, except there are aquariums everywhere with a lot of octopuses in them and eels and other creepy sea life. The last thing I remember was rocking out to something next to one of the aquariums when Barb dressed up as Chun Li tried to climb it, but it fell over instead.

[Still-ill]

I don't remember clicking on this thread, but I just de-hibrated my computer and it that story was waiting for me. I'm glad it was... will read again.

[amyzzz]

Somebody watched Barb's awesome video. :thu

[Drinkey McDrinkerstein]

I had a dream that I was back at ATP except it wasn't ATP it was a seated venue that was hosting Ozzfest but had the Kutsher's vibe and layout. So while Korn was playing and most of us were heckling them and throwing shit, they stopped the show. Jonathan Davis starts yelling at the crowd and Bmack was in the back snickering so of course he thought it was him so he went up and punched him and that was the end of the show. Later we were all in the lobby sharing gummi bears and laughing at what a week punch was thrown, and who should walk by but Mr. Davis again. He is again angered at people not taking him seriously so he does this weird crying/screaming thing then runs off. Next thing you know Public Image Limited (who weren't even supposed to be there) are playing in the piano room, except there are aquariums everywhere with a lot of octopuses in them and eels and other creepy sea life. The last thing I remember was rocking out to something next to one of the aquariums when Barb dressed up as Chun Li tried to climb it, but it fell over instead.

i want to make a movie out of your dream.

[Sleepingrock]

I forgot if I posted this but someone punched out the guy from Panic at the disco for covering Karma Police, like the one in the really fucking horrible cover thread, then I gave him a high five for calling them The Radiohead.... It was in a checkout line at a grocery mall..... That was all

[algunz]

I know this was because I was going through a bunch of Burning Man pics on facebook late last night:

My husband and I were at a campground/motel somewhere out in the middle of nowhere. The place was over-run with people coming home from "Coachella." Jim and I had been there before and were pointing things out to people. "Bathrooms that way." "The pools over there." "There used to be a little kid's train right here." We started to hang out with a group of people that all seemed familiar. We took some E and were having a great time. Suddenly a fire broke out and it began to burn through REALLY fast. We started jumping a wall and were in a suburban like neighborhood on the other side - green grass and backyard swingsets. The fire continued rushing through and I had to help my husband drag this wasted guy over the fence, but he was too heavy and we had to leave him behind. I got separated from Jim as we were running through the yards. I hooked up with a coworker from school (not somebody I am very close to at all) and we continued to evade the fire which felt like it was everywhere now. My coworker started to lag behind. As I turned around to urge her on, we were on city streets still engulfed in flames. But the streets were open and people were running everywhere. I had an overwhelming need to find my daughter even though she wasn't with us. But when I looked up, I saw her running across the street in her school uniform and back pack. She was dragging a small mattress behind her. She was terrified. I grabbed her and we sat there on the corner just crying. Then I woke up.

It was horrible. :(

[Somewhat Damaged]

This morning's dream: I'm in my car and I put the key in the ignition. It feels unfamiliar but I figured it was just because I had gotten it back from the shop. I go to pull out of the parking space and realize that it's an automatic now instead of a stick shift. Also, my radio is the one that came with the car and doesn't have a CD player. It hits me like a ton of bricks: I'm not in my car.
Just then, the woman whose car I'm in walks by and sees me in her car. It's like the scene in Pulp Fiction when Butch is about to leave town and Marsellus Wallace walks past him in the street, and Marsellus takes a moment before realizing who he's seeing. The woman is older, white, and she points at me accusingly. Her car was stolen days ago and I get out of the car to explain why it's in my possession. I have a flashback and see the guy from the car shop who returned the car to me leaving my keys in a FedEx envelope in the little bush just outside of my apartment door. She tells me to shut up but I persist with telling her what happened: my key got stuck in the ignition on Friday and I had to take it to a shop to get it fixed, and they must have given me the wrong keys by mistake. It's really difficult for me to get all of this out because my voice is hoarse.
The car has metamorphosed from a blue Chevy Corsica into a white Mack truck with a camper shell in the back. The woman agrees to take me to the shop so I can get my car so I go to get in the camper shell. Inside, it's a full-on living room, complete with an entertainment center, work station, sofas, and a recliner. Her husband and parents are already in there, relaxing and shooting the breeze. I take a seat and figure this would be a pretty handy vehicle because you wouldn't really need an apartment with a car like this.

[locachica73]

Last night I had a dream that I was back in grade school, I was still the heavy dorky kid with the wrong clothes and a lisp. Nick was in several of my classes and I was really excited about that. But when I got to class he was being mean to me. He called me names and made fun of the way I talked. My book bag was too heavy and I could never find my class on time so I was always walking in late and people would point and laugh. Bleh.

[mountmccabe]

I was at Matador at 21 hanging out with my friends in the Pearl, but there wasn't a GA floor, it was all seated. We had good seats! I had my shoes off in the far aisle. The a woman came on stage and called for my name. She said that I should climb onto stage before the second to last act. I didn't know what was going on. I climbed on stage anyway and was told that I was going to play with the headliner.

The headliner - it was Sunday - was scheduled to be Tom Petty. I had to say "Oh, Tom Petty is way cool." I then began to realize, as I was digging through a cave, that Neil Young was going to play with Tom Petty. They had played numerous Neil Young songs during intermissions as clues. But then we found something buried up high in the cave: master CDs of records by Scott Walker, ABBA, the Broadway production of Hair and something else awesome. I was about to text Bryan and Jared about the Scott Walker when I realized that they were just normal CDs in the old tall cardboard boxes.

I get back to the Pearl and now it is no longer Neil Young or even Tom Petty but instead Scott Walker. I am going to play percussion and my friend Brian - who wasn't at Matador and doesn't play any instruments - was going to play clarinet. Everything was about to start - my girlfriend who had been asleep in the room had made it down to watch after I had texted her, my friends had stopped watching YouTubes on their phones with earbuds to be able to pay attention - and Brian started the first song on clarinet but I was out of position, in the middle of the stage by Brian instead of over by my floor toms, gravel pits and large slabs of meat... and then I got a text in real life and woke up.

[Courtney]

I had a dream that my boss wanted me to start managing his stock portfolio, but that we had to go to Brazil to do it, and I had to learn Portuguese by the summer in order to go.

[Hannahrain]

I was interviewing for a job at a natural foods store, and the interview questions were all overly conceptual general MacGyver questions. I was asked how I'd gather potatoes using a pair of skis and a small charter plane. I said I'd affix the skis to the bottom of the plane in such a manner that when the plane was flown very low over the potato crop, the curved ends of the skis would quickly sever the plants and produce enough energy to channel the trajectory of the potatoes into the airplane's cargo storage area.

[cansei de ser sexme]

I had a dream that I was on an island with some oppressive force keeping me on it. I was walking single file in line and then I jumped off the side of the road, down this slope with those green cover plants you see on the side of the freeway, like ice plant or something. Then I rolled down to a telephone. I picked it up, and couldn't think of anyone to call. Then Hitler came rolling along in a bus, but I out ran him. It was like an endless dream of me running away from Hitler. It was wild.

[weeklymix]

It was in a checkout line at a grocery mall...

Odd. I had a dream people called grocery stores / supermarkets "grocery malls" and that unnecessary Us were thrown into every word without just cause. In said dream my strange nation's flag had some sort of weird red leaf on it and Alannis Morissette, Pam Anderson and Celine Dion were tickling my nipples while covered in maple syrup. Crazy, eh?

[rag and bone]

had a recent dream where, with the YYYS playing in the background, some sort of tyrannical robot army was taking over society and while some people fought the robots i went peacefully. ended up in some sort of intergalactic prison or internment reminiscent of the wall. judy garland was one of the guards. all of a sudden rumors started spreading among inmates that daft punk was playing a show in an adjacent amphitheater so i had to break out and destroy a bunch of robots to get there. once i arrived it turned out it was just a friend of mine sitting on a couch watching a dvd of daft punk. weird shit.

[Sleepingrock]

Odd. I had a dream people called grocery stores / supermarkets "grocery malls" and that unnecessary Us were thrown into every word without just cause. In said dream my strange nation's flag had some sort of weird red leaf on it and Alannis Morissette, Pam Anderson and Celine Dion were tickling my nipples while covered in maple syrup. Crazy, eh?

Why the fuck did I call it a grocery mall, that is odd.... it was a supermarket.... And for the record, Maple syrup goes well on everything, including my nipples

[Hannahrain]

Bumped into Bmack and Jared in the wine aisle of my neighborhood Safeway and the three of us tried (unsuccessfully) to do an extremely complicated multistep three-person high five.

[PlayaDelWes]

Gave my secret santa a runaway teen and her newborn.

[Somewhat Damaged]

From last Thursday night: there was a homicidal snowman who was chasing these 2 young guys. One of the guys was injured so his friend was pushing him in a wheelbarrow. They were running through the forest in the snow. It was like watching a movie and there was an over-the-homicidal-snowman's-shoulder view of them dashing behind a patch of evergreen trees. The homicidal snowman wasn't taking up the chase because he had set up a booby (boobie?) trap, which the guys tripped, causing the able-bodied friend to be decapitated. The injured friend was then thrown out of the wheelbarrow and he had to fend for himself. He had a hunting knife and managed to sneak up behind the homicidal snowman and stabbed him in the heart. The snowman laughed and said, "You think that's the way you're going to kill me?" Then the snowman was headless but blood and flesh started bubbling up from the neck wound and his head grew back. He told the injured guy that the key to killing him was in the bag of stuff he purchased at Home Depot. And there was a shot of a Home Depot bag with a few items (batteries, gum, etc.) in it and the injured guy grabbed it and headed for the snowman.
Cut to the Coachella message board where Randy (I think in his lastgreatman guise) and Ardentbiscuit are having an argument over the feasibility of the homicidal snowman's actions.

Last night: I was in a quasi-dive bar in Las Vegas. Jason (sin) and Mark (faxman) were there, along with a couple other people talking about going to the Black Keys show(s) in Vegas. The door to what I thought was the kitchen opened up and remained open. There was a girl -- well, young woman, college age, blonde -- fiddling around in a photo booth. The curtain was kind of covering her up but I looked on, recognizing that her movements were consistent with giving head. And soon enough, the guy stood up and we got visual confirmation that she was, in fact, giving him a blowjob. I seemed to be the only one who realized this, besides the girl's friend who was there to cheer her on. The guy's dick could aptly be described as gargantuan. Like, if anyone were actually hung like that, they wouldn't be able to do much more than sit & lay down. The fucking thing was thicker than an NFL running back's thighs. The girl was a real trooper, though, diligently going back and forth on it without too much strain evident in her face.

[guedita]

I dreamt that Coachella made an announcement that they were going to transplant the polo fields from Indio to Chicago for 2011. Most of us were really pissed. SoulDischarge gloated.

[miscorrections]

I dreamed I was in an elevator holding two boxes of bananas. Because even my dreams are THE MOST exciting.

[PlayaDelWes]

Randy was in recent dream for some reason. I came across him sitting on the ground outside a 7-11 with a laptop. He was pissed the only tickets left online for STS9 at the LA Coliseum were in the ‘Dusty’ section, meaning towards the back where there was no grass on the field, only dust.

I went home and saw a commercial on TV for the same STS9 show, complete with monster-truck voice, and at that point I knew I needed to score me some tickets. The show was epic, complete with 3D projection and rings of fire.

[davrone]

People's faces kept melting.

[wscmx13]

My buddies and I were convinced by three hotties to go back to their house and "party". Little did we know that we they were drugged up cannibals with a plan to make us supper

[Courtney]

I had a dream that I was back in college, and I discovered that the guy I was sleeping with had some sort of neurological problem where he could not recognize shapes or form, and so he was illiterate. We had to go to Milan to talk to a doctor about it.

Clearly I have been reading far too much Oliver Sacks.

[zimmy1222]

Haha, playadelwes, our dreams weren't too far off...

I had dream that what I was seeing was some type of commercial for the message board. The voiceover was definitely the guy that does all the action movie previews (or monster truck commercials, as wes stated). "All new noobs, heated controversies, pathetic board residents thinking they're the shit, and.... THICKETS PART DEUX" (yes, the voiceover said thickets part deux)... then there was a montage of short clips of different scenes at coachella and within that picture clips of some boardies. Right at the end, the last frame it has a close up of randy's facial profile, with the caption, "Coachella Boards 2011" and as he turned and looked at the camera with his satan smile, a second caption faded in below him reading, "He's Back."

wtf...