Another very odd dream

[wring]

Confession: I watch cop shows. Snookie does, also, by default. He gets the buttons back when I drop off to sleep. So, last night, he apparently shifted it to Married w/Children.

And so, in my dreams, it was the 'Very Special" episode of Married w/Children, the episode with a child molester.

[bufftabby]

I've had scary things going on recently which also have prevented me from getting that sweet sweet physical love...so I had a nightmare/sex dream last night!

[AuntiePam]

We're linked! In my dream last night, the water coming out of the tap looked like semen.

It's tied to real life, sorta. We're having trouble getting salt delivered to the city's water plant.

[Anacanapuna]

Originally Posted by bufftabby

I've had scary things going on recently which also have prevented me from getting that sweet sweet physical love...so I had a nightmare/sex dream last night!

Many years ago, when a combination of illness, work hours, kid-raising, and general shitty-period-of-life stuff prevented MsPuna and me from enjoying any kind of connubiality for damn near three months, we hit a night when we both happened to fall, exhausted, into bed at about the same time. We woke up the next morning and realized we'd both had red-hot sex dreams about each other.

[Flying Saucerian]

Okay, fine.

Night before last, I dreamed I was at a used bookstore that a middle-aged couple ran out of their house, which was also a tree. No, I mean the house was inside or on top of the tree or something. In said dream, it was a local landmark and had been there for years, going through several different owners and functions; I remembered it mainly as a pizza place.

Anyway, I found one book I liked for six dollars but couldn't resist looking some more. At one point, I began flipping through the books beneath the TV console, realized they didn't have price tags, and figured they were the homeowner's personal items and not for sale. Was I embarrassed. Making matters worse, the homeowners were getting tired of waiting for me to finish up, yet I couldn't stop looking. At one point, I noticed a pile of PEANUTS books in the foyer; one was about rare, non-Schultz endorsed items sold in Japan. That looked interesting but it was seventy-five dollars, so I couldn't afford it. I was about to ask the wife of the homeowner something about the house, but she blurted out, "Why do you have to?", on the verge of tears so I realized I'd better not press my luck. But then, heading toward the counter, I was distracted by a bookcase of 1920's children's books...

Suddenly, I was getting ready for work. I was at my mother's house for some reason, which was also the house in the tree, and she didn't have any razor-blades I could use to shave. As I was looking, I had Kathy Griffin's new talk show (which hasn't come on yet) playing in the next room. "I live with pain," Kathy remarks, also annoyed she too can't find any razor blades. "Every single day, I live with pain. And now THIS?".

Looking up, I spot a rat on top of the medicine chest. At least, I think it's a rat. It might be an opposum. You get those when you live in trees. Then I realize it might even be a small dog. I start wondering if Mom might have gotten a new dog, then remember she's been dead for five years so of course she wouldn't.

At this point, it's Craig Ferguson who saw the rat, and he was unable to call anyone else's attention to said rat before it disappeared. And now he's upset that he wasn't able to prove he saw a rat. He's convinced noone will believe him or take him seriously. He sets up a combination sentry post and information kiosk in the couple's living room to keep a twenty-four hour watch for the rat, blogs his experiences hunting the rat, even publishes a book entitled OOOOOO, I SAW A RAT!.

This... This must mean something...

[Glazer]

Originally Posted by Flying Saucerian

This... This must mean something...

Don't eat spicy food before bed?

[threnody]

The other night I dreamed there was a ghost in my oven telling me stories about the people who live in my building and that I carried around a live goldfish in a waterfilled seethrough plastic coconut in my hand bag.

[3acres]

That makes my weird dream from last night seem pretty mundane, threnody.

Some people moved in next door and they were constantly yelling and playing loud music. So I bought 75 acres down in Douglas County, built a mud hut there, and abandoned my house. It was nice and quiet in my mud hut.

[wring]

Originally Posted by threnody

The other night I dreamed there was a ghost in my oven telling me stories about the people who live in my building and that I carried around a live goldfish in a waterfilled seethrough plastic coconut in my hand bag.

Sequel to Twin Peaks in the works?

[threnody]

Originally Posted by wring

Sequel to Twin Peaks in the works?

Yay!

Who loves Amanda Palmer?

[Ulrike Guggenheim]

Once I dreamed I was in a wilderness area. I didn't know what it was and couldn't find out as there were no Americans there, just Cambodians and they didn't speak English. I finally found this guy called God and asked; he said I was in Heaven. I said that I didn't even know I had died.

Another time I dreamed I went to Hell and it looked exactly like the Denver Airport. And I was in Hell because of a computer error and identity theft.

I also dreamed Frank Zappa tried to execute me because I was a counter-revolutionary. I'm not certain what the revolution was about--maybe that's why he tried to shoot me.

I also dreamed I turned into Hitler. Later I said "Thank God I woke up before I invaded Russia." (I sometimes act out my dreams so that could have gotten interesting.)