Big Dream

I had this dream that someone I knew was becoming a polygamist by marring a second wife. She was Chinese. What was interesting about her was that her car was ALWAYS parked on some shore of some lake or beach, and to get to it she always jumped into the water and swam to it. 

When I asked the person WHY he was marring a second wife he said "Well, can't stick with just ONE for the rest of my life. PLUS: Tax cuts." When my aunt got word of what this person was doing, she and I went into a college dorm TV area to talk about it. The ceilings where REALLY now. Just before the wedding my aunt pulled me aside and asked what I got them as gifts. Then we talked about how to stop the wedding.

"Maybe we should all remember what you said on New Years," my aunt said. What was odd was that her eyes were REALLY wide. Like..anime wide. Not sure why....

About then I woke up.

Apple Pregnancy Test

Any readers out there? Any? Well, in case there are (hey anything can happen) I'm sorry I have not posted in a long while. I was in the process of moving to a new state and somehow that stress didn't induce more odd dreams. Once might think it would...but...alas not.

I did have one last night though...

Apple made pregnancy tests. Once done the screen would flash green if you're pregnant and a percent of HOW pregnant you were and red if you were NOT pregnant and how NOT pregnant you were. It was so odd. There is more to this dream but it's so detailed it would take years to recall it all.

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Ok, odd dream on the way!!! I was working in some office. The carpet with thin and a bright 70's orange. The shelves were brown and the walls and everything else were a creamy brown/beige. My job was to organize things and I didn't much of it because I didn't have much to organize. There was a worker standing at a podium and I got the feeling I was supposed to have her job but didn't get it yet.

Oh, and all the while I felt that this job would not make me happy, yet I did it. 

Well, later on we started talking about politics and soon the details my dream gets really fuzzy. The last thing I remember is sitting at a computer. It was silver with a black trim on the top. My job was to then write some boring things. I was sitting at a desk close to a carpeted staircase. The mini wall that kept me from falling on the staircase had brown wood on top of it that ran all around it as well. 

As I was typing I heard a guy say "Well, so-and-so writes a least three pages of Hey Arnold Fan-fiction, which is good! I mean, good!" And so I ran downstairs and said "I have more!!! I can give you MUCH more. And BETTER writing too!" The man seemed to like that so I ran upstairs to print my work. But as soon as I came back, some OTHER boss was talking about the election. "Lets talk about Rominy" He made SURE to make it sound like that. Not Romney. Rominy! A man sitting on the wooden wall top said

"I knew Romney was not going to win. I just didn't like him ever since I met him on my .Sparkle account." Someone got excited by that and said "OK, I got to see it!" We both tried to enter in the web address in the address bar and we got into a little tiff. I then said, "Forget it." and tried to go back to work. Someone ELSE tried to use my computer, and when I said NO they said, "I think that is mine."

"NO!!!" I screamed, "THIS IS MINE!!! Don't you even DARE trying to say it's not!!!!" And then I woke up. Crazy, no?

Pools, Pregnancy, and Sex and the City girls.

Dream Time!!!!!

I was on the side of a pool with my FDU friends. One was swimming and suddenly she was at the bottom of the pool. There was a cloud of blood pluming up in the water. I tried to help her, but she got out fine by herself. Apparently her nose was stuffed up and she had to breathe through her mouth. When I tried to help her another friend, who was oddly sitting indian style, raised his finger and said, "Ah..but you have never been through that before. You don't know what it entails!" So I walked away.

But then I noticed MY nose was getting stuffy. I could not breathe!!!! I ran into an old man with a cart who said, "Just think it and it shall be." He clapped his hands and I could breathe!!! OH I COULD BREATHE. I inhaled deeply. But I also showed a baby bump. Somehow, clearing my nose also moved time forward three months and I was pregnant. 

Samatha and Charlotte from Sex and the City came up to help me. We walked on a road that was wrapped in the gold foil they use for chocolate. After that they left me to my own devices and I woke up. I know..strange.

Bottle Caps and Oriami

Ok, so this dream felt SO REAL. I don't remember all of it, but this is what I DO remember: I was in the parking lot of Fresh Foods on rt 22 near MBS. Some guy in a bus pulled up and said he had our hiking shoes for us. Me, Bobby Hill, and Luanne Platter got on. Luanne had on silver pumps. As the bus got moving I realized that the man had no shoes for me because he didn't intend for me to come. So we all got off and started walking.

"Well, there's the Bottle Cap. We can hike there..corse...you already know that." What was odd was the highway we were walking on was made of gravel even though in reality it's not and the hiking rout I mentioned was near Montclair NJ. Somehow, we make it there and see the Bottle Cap, or, as I used to call it in my littler days, The Hamburger. There were three or four of them now. We saw them as we came to the open clearing. In the clearing near the opening of one of the any other paths there was a guitar dancing act. They had on pink plaid cowboy shirts and jeans. I thought it was the Flight Of the Conchords's guys, but it turned out to be fans OF them trying to BE them, I think.

As soon as I passed over them I was back in upstate NY at Maplebrook School. I happened to see my old math teacher and was shocked to see him. 

"Oh look, guess I have to deal with Wrong Side," he said. I turned, saw, and looked away. He got me to talk and soon he said, 

"Lets go into my office." We did, and it turned out to be his classroom. Once inside we started doing Origami. I was showing him all the tricks.

"See, the reason it didn't work was because it was not a perfect square. You need it perfect. Here..." I folded the paper so the excess (right word?) paper was at the bottom. I then showed him how to cut.

"See," I said, "You keep folding the extra paper back and fourth to weekend the fibers so when you tear it off, it's easy!" I showed him, and he was glad. But when I tried to finish the fold, the paper got longer again, and full of wholes. Not sure why, but it did. So I asked to borrow some paper. 

"Just two sheets, this not really my classroom. I don't have much." I saw that he had loads red paper. Some had writing on one side, some didn't. I took two random sheets and found out they were from a card. I tried to fold them, but they were too think. They had red backgrounds and purple plants on the cover. I was in the middle of trying to fold it when I woke up. Odd, I know.

Inception

Hello Dream Readers! Last two nights I had dreams that where packed will LOADS of mini dreams. Kinda like Inception only less crazy. So how here goes.

Dream 1:

I was with my high school english teacher doing something. I can't recall what. He and I then walked into a record store and I said, "I told my dad about this band. I forget the name. Good band though!!!" My teach turned to me wearing a bulky black, blue, and red sweater and asked "Who am I pretending to be?" I looked at him dance a little, noticed the sweater and said "Cosby!" 

"Nope!" I tired again, failed, and then he told me. "Tim Allan!" I nodded, suddenly getting it.

Then, I was no longer with my teacher. Instead I was at work with a boss who looked like Mitt Romny. Mitt was smiling a lot. He had two girls and every time they misbehaved he physically punished them. The punishment I witnessed was him pushing his daughter's nose up hard with the palm his hand. 

"Um, maybe you shouldn't do that!" I said, "I don't care if I loose my job but why not wait until you're home with them. OUT of public view!"

"But then they might not know why I'm doing it!"

"Oh, " I added, "Like dogs I get it. If you don't whack them now then they won't remember why your whacking them with the newspaper later right? But it's STILL WRONG!!" As he said this some TV behind him was showing trippy silver pictures. One molded into the other. Oh, and the walls were a nice yellow-beige, the carpet was 70's orange, and the bookshelves brown. About here I woke up.

Dream 2:

Had the school dream I have sometimes. The one where I am lost in the halls can't find my classroom. Usually I'm back in grade school or high school. This time I was in college. 

I was trying to see if I could use a pillow to make me look pregnant and I'm not sure why. OH, and there was something with Bette Midler too. Not sure what. Maybe she was the one telling me my pillow thing would not work.

I was walking with some friends down to a lake like Deer Lake in NJ. I ran into an FDU friend who complemented my iPod touch. I said, "It was a gift from my aunt. She's a teacher, but she saved up!" And then my friend said "I get it. If I were a teacher I'd buy it too!" and so walked down to the lake. This lake had polls sticking out of it with store items on it. Not sure why, or how, but this lake had a store in the middle of it. No walls, just aisles. The other side of the lake showed a New York Skyline but I KNEW it was Philadelphia, not NYC. There might have been more, but that's all I got now.

Metallic Army Ships and Rocks

Another Crazy Dream. Man, this was...wow. A lot was going on, but I'll try my best to remember. I was in some ocean going WAY far out from shore. Off in the distance I saw a long boat with a row windows at the bottom. Only it was not cruise ship. It was a metallic plated military ship that was oddly shaped like the letter V. Only the bottom was flat and rounded at the corners. A vary beveled look. The metal made it shine a little but was tinted in a reddish purple color. Men were jumping off it.

"But I don't want to jump that far!" I said, "The water is really deep and I am AFRAID of the deep! And the hight!!" 

"Aright then!" My drill sergeant said, "I have better job for you!" We swam backwards using our feet like otters. We were going REALLY fast. Like SONIC fast. For some reason, my laptop was on my lap. We got to a post that was basically a white pipe. My sergeant said "Stay here!! Watch this post! Most likely nothing will happen!!!!" I don't know why, but I started to whine about this, so we swam back to shore. 

"Ok, if you're going to whine, here!" By now we on some crumbling steps of a old (and awesome looking) castle building. Everything was brown-ish orange color. The steps I was sitting on were numerous!!! He threw me these rubber stamps and said "Here! Use these to practice putting makeup on! You just coat the stamp with what you want, and press on your eyes" The stamps were for eye shadow. The brow and bottom eye creases were raised so it looked like there would be a solid black line going ALL around my eye. I looked at both and thought about how using these are no different then doing it manually, seeing as the eye shadow would have to be put IN the deep grove to work. 

Suddenly, I was not doing that anymore. I looked outside and saw that the ocean had receded to show WONDERFUL rocks. All the rocks were stacked neatly on each other with some black matter to hold them all in place. The tops of each rock stack were square and clumped together to form one huge rectangular block. The colors were amazing! Hues of red, brown, orange, and tints of yellow. Though there were some rocks that were a deep cobalt blue. The color was VIBRANT. So rich in its cobalt color! The rocks that had this color were on this back wall. 

See, on the right end of this rectangular rock block was an offshoot of rocks that formed a long beam. This rectangular beam went to the back wall. The back wall had earthy toned rocks like the front, but in the middle the wall (and at the tallest part of the wall for some reason) had the Cobalt rocks. The rocks formed a slope kind of like slope you see in the escalator symbol. So there was a THICK line of them that then sloped downward to the bottom. 

I remember going off to do something else, but I came back to the rocks to try to take pictures. My oldest brother pointed at the Cobalt stack and said "That's not part of our country. We can't take pictures of that!" I could see a waterfall coming out of the cobalt and sighed, going to the front of the castle to take photos of the sky. 

"I wonder if my fiance will be happy I've taken up photography!" I thought to myself as I looking through a view finder. The sky was a bright-light blue and clouds sprouted little cloud arms to move into my shot. Then, the scene changed again. Only, elements of the crumbling castle remained. 

I was walking down the steps and realized I was in my Philadelphia apartment building. There was ALL this mail addressed to me on the mail cill in the landing and I grabbed it. When I got back up I remember telling someone that my roommate needs to do some chore. Not sure which chore, or why. Just that she had to do it. I went back down to the front door and Jenna, an old High School peer from MBS opened the front door and said "OH REALY!!!" and then left. About them I woke up. I know...odd...

Another Crazy Dream: A LOT was going on, but only a little is a remembered. I was standing at some deep neon purple counter. A guy that looked kinda like Doc from Back To The Future was handing out green circler stickers that had all these questions on them with stares names being the answers. Under each name was a number. Apparently who you chose have you get a certain amount of points. But the point were not 4 or 5 like in most tests. It was more like 301, or 256. At the side you put the point value so you could add it up at the end. ONLY, that's not so. OH, and did I mention that this was test to see if you could join the NASA Space Program? 

To add the score you had to press on some plastic rectangles on the back. The Plastic would expand and then some clouds would appear in the little rectangular compartments before clearing JUST enough for you to see coded answers like A2, CB or 2B. I was supposed to wait until Doc was there to help me score the test, but I pressed the plastic and scored it anyway. But because Doc was not right there next to me my answers were only unclouded for a second. 

"Um...little help?" I asked. He stopped helping another girl and took the test from me. "Oh, you scored it already!" I know there is more to this dream, but I don't recall.

Pillows, Fake Money, and Kindergarden

Ok, this was an odd dream. I mean, I KNOW MOST of my dreams are odd, but...just read on. Ok, so I was in my childhood room. The one with yellow floral wallpaper. The head of the bed was pushed up to the widow which was at the opposite end of the room and doorway. The bed was queen sized and had many pillows on it, including my current foam one. 

My roommate came in and screamed "What did you DO to the bathroom!!! There are socks everywhere!!! Thats it!!! I'm messing with your pillows!!!" She starts angrily pulling them off the bed and throwing them around. 

"Wait!! I scream, hands out in defense, "Don't hurt the foam one!" She then stops flinging pillows and waves a ten dollar bill in front of me. 

"Do you want it?" she asks, evil smile on her face, "Well..do you?" I was shocked that she'd give me ten bucks so I take it. The tender was really small, and had bright green ink. In the middle with white ink it read, "Loser!!!" I pulled the fake tender at it sides and realized that it folded out sideways a little more. Where a president's picture should be was one of a woman, or someone and under it were the words "This is supposed to shock people." Then my roommate asks, "Want a car? You can have a car!" 

"Um...I have to get used to driving again first!" I reply.

"What about a baby!!! Are you going to have a baby!" Suddenly I see that we're not in my childhood room anymore. Instead we're in some play room with cubbies full of toys and small table in the center. The walls were brown, but kindergarden-like. My fiance comes in and joins in on Maura's pranks on me, though I can remember what he did. All I DO remember is me getting so annoyed that I rush out of the room to go back to my mine. Robert catches me in the hallway before I do and tries to apologias. He pulls my arm to stop me. The hallway we're in is not like the one in my first house (more circle-like then linear, and carpeted). It's the one in my high school dorm, pink walls lined with doors and VARY linear. There is one sign that Robert wants me to see. It read "Dis beautiful women Beatrice." About here is were I woke up.

Oranges

I had a dream that I was on Spring Garden and some kid asked me for change. I don't know why, but he would not leave me alone until I fallowed him. We came to some dirt path with a box oranges. It was dusk. 

"Now are you gonna buy something or do I have to make ya?" he asked forcefully. I looked it my wallet and found a dollar, handed it over, and got a what I thought was an orange. Turned out to be a grape fruit. 

Then the scene changed. I was in some run down trailer deep in the woods. Some stereotypical white trash couple where there arguing over something. Then cookies. It was heavily complicated but soon everything became a little clear. There was a lack of Oreos and the only cookies in the pantry was chocolate chip. The wife of the group didn't like it, and for reasons I can't figure out, through away The Bible in trash can outside her front door. She made a BIG show of it, leaving all the next door neighbors to gasp in surprise. There might have been more to this, but I am not sure.

Battery Bullets and 40's Soup

Dream Time: A LOT was going on, but THIS is what I can remember. I was standing in a room. The walls were pink and the decor was old style french, I think. Robotnik was standing there behind a desk and wearing some metal casing that was flesh-pink colored. I took out a gun and shot him, SEVERAL times. But he would not die. Robotnik would instead slowly walk out of the room, and then back in. 

I took note of bullets and realized that no only were they look like Rite Aid batteries, but I only had four per round. I switched guns to hold 8, and somehow realized through the switch that this was a game. 

What was odd was WHEN the bullets went INTO Robotnik, the smooth-flat ends would be exposed. Like there were pre-drilled holes they were supposed to into. I also could not see his face at all. I might have won (meaning kill him once) and tried to play again. When I did, however, I noticed two things: 1) My father was eating clear soup from rusty cans from the 40s with trees for labels. 2) In round 2, Robotnik had a gun as well to shoot ME with. I dashed out the room, peered my head in, and then went to my dad. His table was in this mini hallway attached to the room. The hallway was about as long as the table and Dad. I went up to dad and he explained that because these rusty cans had been sealed since the 40s, all they left in them was a clear salty liquid. I did not join him. 

I walked out to the front to a meadow. I noticed my hair was clean and washed. There might have been more to this, but I can't recall.

Robert Downey Jr.

I had a dream last night that had Robert Downey, Jr. See, I was in Luigi's Fresca, a pizza place in Philly. I was asked to write a blog for the website. But NOT about Pizza. About Movies and TV. I had to pick a sitcom that really shaped the 50s. I was set to do it when I started watching a pizza movie. I paused it when the owner of the shop, some skinny guy with a sweaty upper lip, showed me his HUGE office upstairs. I saw it, and he said, "Ok, so...write."

"But I have to write about a sitcom that shaped the 50s, or something."

"Ok, well...now you can write anything!!!" I went downstairs and instead of writing, I finished the rest of the pizza movie. The owner caught me and told me try writing anywhere in the pizza place. Just pick a spot and go. Then, when that didn't work, the guy said to work from home. Robert Downey, JR showed up and said, "You're just giving her this job because you feel sorry for her."

I walked on, suddenly inside a large room with a grand carpet on the floor. It was red with a gold double-helix pattern. Out of nowhere, I bump into Downey again, this time spilling whatever I had in my hands. 

"Oh, so you're listing to records. Gee, that's interesting. Who listens to records anymore...who...Oh Yea. HIPSTERS!" He did that blinking thing he does when yelled the last word. I picked up what I dropped and saw my copy of "On The Threshold Of a Dream" About then I woke up.

Cookie Advert

Nap time dream: I was in my living room in my apartment. Off to the back where the couch should have been there was a few square tables with off white/light yellow linens on them. In the center table there are cookies, and a camera. Apparently, right under the mantle there is small child whose being used for a cookie advert. I was shocked, seeing as this is MY (Well, more my roommates then mine) apartment and not some ad agency. 

Suddenly, at the first table near the kitchen the mother of the child asked me to dinner. 

"It's just Chillies!" Then, just as suddenly, my Dad walks by and says "Um, I should take her to dinner. She is MY daughter after all!" A white gloved waitress comes out of my kitchen with platters of covered food and I realize that, somehow, this isn't just my apartment anymore. A high rise lobby complete with gold-streaked red marble floors had somehow popped into my living room. I mean, my living room was not there anymore. Just a huge lobby with Marble floors. Why do I keep dreaming of marble floors anyway? It's the same kind too, brownish-red with gold streaks. Every time. Oh, and there large green plants everywhere too. I'd say every corner but this lobby was had no corners. It was one huge cylinder! There white gloved waiters with covers trays of food running ALL around the place. 

""Why can't my landlord tell me about this!" I scream in the center of the place. "ONE phone call is all it takes to warm me of this!!!" About then I woke up.

The High School Kingdom of Texas

 Another Crazy Dream. I was in a living in an apartment that was part of a mall. I am not sure if I was in Texas, but from what people said later, it must have been. A large tree fell into my apartment and we all have to leave. Outside the apt was a long hallway of stores. There was a blond woman with BIG hair standing next to me. After a while of standing around we got to back inside.

In the living room there were scraps of light purple fabric on a red rug. There was a couch behind the rug. I went to my room and the blond woman came in. "Quick! Choose a dress! The High School Kingdom of Texas NEEDS you!!! You MUST choose a Texas Prince to Marry. Pronto!!!" I immediately thought to myself, "I hope they mean I can pick from where my fiance! I want him!" We looked outside and saw ALL neighboring trees being torn down. About then I woke up.

I dream it so you don't have to!!

This dream was sad. Really sad. In this dream things jumbled around and around. Lucy Camdon from 7th Heaven was running away from her husband. People tried to chase her through a garden filled with fountains. It was SO sunny!!! I never saw Lucy, I just chased her path. What was odd was that while running through the garden, the plot of the dream shifted. 

I was still running to catch her. But in my pursuit I learned that Doug Walker died. I was suddenly crippled with overwhelming sadness. I was crying so much my eyes HURT. Finally my I saw in the dream caught up with my emotions. I was no longer in a garden. I was in a mansion standing next to Drew Barrymore who was leaning on a dresser. 

"I'm going to be a non-speaking extra in this one, OK?" She says nonchalantly. I turn my head to see my friend (also named Dough) was getting ready in front of a bright mirror with long bulbs of light in either side. 

The next thing I remember is being in a huge room of the mansion. I was with all of the FDU friends (Also known as The Crazy Crew) and I was STILL crying. 

"I could handle him quitting his show," I sobbed, "But NOT THIS!!!" I broke down again while a Crew member came by to console me. 

"And now Fletchy is dead too!" I sobbed. I remember the floor of room was made of stone. Large gray slabs of blobbed shaped stone. By a wall a line of stones rose up above the rest and I sat them on them, still crying. I can tell I dreamt more, but I can't recall what.

Oddest thing is, I have NO IDEA who fletchy is. Or was, according to my dream. Where do I get this stuff?

Katy Perry

Another odd dream. Only this time I dreamt that Katy Perry wanted a sex change so she could be the first legally male singer/star to give birth. Only, he/she/it didn't get pregnant right away. Instead Katy put a HUGE exorcize ball up her shirt. I saw it back stage. It was a muted turquoise color and looked like the ones we used in gym class. 

Suddenly, I am in a light brown room with a fat nanny. I can't recall if there was something going on with the certain in the room. But I can recall that my brain quickly changed scenes again. 

I was in a limo with an african american. We were driving down long wining streets with houses that all looked the same. Like Levittown. On my left hand there was a Rolex with a large face and reddish purple background. 

"Here," I said as I gave it to the man, "Take it back. I should not have accepted it. Sorry." About then I woke up.

Dead Dream5

Wow, what an odd dream. OK, I know ALL my dreams are odd, but trust me..ODD DREAM. I was in my bed trying sleep and I couldn't. No matter what I did, I was wide awake. I look up see fireworks reflected in the white blades of the ceiling fan. I sit up and look at them out my back window. 

What was odd was that instead of there being three windows, there were two sliding glass doors and a porch. Several people where out there watching the fireworks. I stayed in bed and watched. Then, out of nowhere Deadmau5 came in! He was not wearing his famous Mau5head. It was just plain old Joel Zimmerman. He walked to my bed, hugged me (which was really creepy considering how I sleep) and then proceeded to lick the left side of my face. 

"Ok," I thought to myself, "I can do this! I can kick him down before he rapes me!" And then I woke up. REALLY confused. It felt SO real. It felt so lucid, and creepy. Boy, was it creepy!!! Everything was normal (for me at least) in the dream until Joel showed up and then it was like...a nightmare. And I have no idea why. If I met Deadmau5 is real like I'd be happy!!! A total Fan-girl. But no...in my dreams Deamau5 has to be a total creep and lick me. Why does my subconscious hate me?

WOW, what a dream!!! My father had bought a new house in south Jersey. It was HUGE, but vary nice. It was the kind of house you'd see in "Leave It To Beaver" wonderful shutters, two grand stories Anyway...

Dad and I were out back talking about how great the lawn was. 

"It's so HUGE! And, get this! NO ONE ELSE can use it but YOU! That's gotta be nice Dad!"

"Hey, you're right!!!" Dad exclaims. Next thing I know a friend I have not seen since middle school asks me to see her.

"Just drive on by and we'll walk the old rout!!!"

"Dad just moved, can't do that. But I can still come by." So we made a plan. I didn't tell my dad the exact plan because I knew he'd forbid me to go, so I just said I was going to said friend without saying what we'd do.

BUT! I never make it there. I paused by some lake, or something, and next thing I know some really tanned naked guy with orange hair, an orange handle bar mustache, and a red beret (That sported some military symbol I couldn't make out) jumps in my car and tells me to drive. I do, amazed that I can drive smoothly. He points a gun at me and I'm mad I can't defend myself. I KNOW that I'd use my anger to hurt the guy, yet I can't. So we drive on. Suddenly, he asks me to stop the car. 

We get out by another lake. There a red brick wall that makes up the entrance of the lake. There are fall leaves all around it, a damp rainy day. At first he leaves me with nothing, but then he changes his mind and leaves me with my nearly dead cell, and bike. He keeps my purple Duluth Bag with all my money and various cards in it. At this point I am SO DONE with the dream that I try wake myself up. I know I'm sort of up, but not all the way.

You know that feeling? When you can sense your limps starting to wake up but the rest of you is still out cold? I felt that. Obviously I got up shortly after.

I had another crazy dream: This time was I in a yellow room with shelves in the walls. I clearly remember the room being macaroni shaped with a huge window at curviest part of the bend. 

"Can I have this room? You can have the blue room!" this teenage girl asks.

"No. Besides, all my speakers and record stuff is already in here anyways" The odd thing was, I could picture the blue room. It was just as AWESOME as the yellow one. Only triangle shaped. But I stood my ground. After the girl left I went looking for my fathers records. They were in the record cabinet somewhere and I was having trouble finding them. I don't know if I found them or not. Oh, and I should add that my room felt like my old yellow room from the first house I ever lived in. Though it didn't have the flowers on the walls, or the lady one brother of mine drew on.

The second dream was just as odd. I was in some mall with reddish-brown marble floors that had gold streaks. Only, this was not a mall. It was my college dorm. Whenever I dream about college dorms they always look fancier. Boarding school dorms too! Anyway...I was walking the grounds, realizing that we had live-in doctors. 

I was in the kitchen of my suit about to cook something when I felt a strange thing in my pants. This gets gross, so..be warned. What it turned out to be was pink and green neon colored worms coming out of a front area....No matter how many I managed to get out, more were there. A this point I decided to get help from the doctors. Thankfully, I woke up.

Dream Time: I was in a van with my brothers and  Dad. Dad stopped the van so the middle brother could run and grab something of mine I forgot. I don't know why I didn't grab it and felt bad that my brother did. When he got back to the car all of us were talking about airplane movie. 

The plot was some guy decided to live in an Airport. We all started to argue on the name when I finally looked it up on my iPad. It was called "Eating Grapes." 

As usual the scene changed.  I was in my apartment looking at my watch. The time? 13:01. I got scared because I was supposed to meet a friend at noon. Plus, my watch never does military time. I was about to leave when I realized my watch was wrong. It was not 13:01, it was 11:01. I walked out from my room to find my roommate in a lovely pink prom dress with a shiny flower on the strap. 

"I'm going to something with an old friend," she says, and leaves. I run to the bathroom, and her and the friend come back to get something. I didn't see them behind the bathroom door, but I did once I opened it. Suddenly, I find out that this friend is moving IN!! A few nights later at a party we're throwing I find out a guy is moving in as well!! Then, out of nowhere some strange lines of color in shades of green and blue roll before my eyes. Turns out, we are all part of a sitcom and the only way to boost ratings is to add two new characters. I run to my room.

"I can't have quite time!" I moan, "Not that I meditate, but...I could!!! I could start with lying in my bed, being real quite...but WAIT I CAN'T! Not with two new roommates." I walk out of my room and find the girl packing up.

"Leaving?" I ask. 

"Yep! I can't afford my share of the rent! I was never going to pay, anyway..."

"Thats right!!" I shout, "There can only be ONE Joey to a Chandler around here!!! HAHA!!" Though, I might have thought it instead of said it. About here I woke up.  

Speakers

This was an odd one. First, I was on some arctic island with Stand Marsh. He kept telling me something which I can't remember. We were sitting on the edge some huge hole when I realized that at any moment Cartmen could jump and push me in. To avoid this I tried to go the airport.

Then, suddenly, I was in the wood paneled basement of my childhood home. I spotted some old speakers that went with my fathers old set (and my current set) and wanted to try them out. I remember looking around the whole basement for other speakers. I went to one cabinet hidden in the paneling and found huge suitcases.

"This must be where they keep the suitcases now," I thought. In the front of the basement near the stars I saw more speakers AND a HUGE hardwood cabinet that had an old radio inside. The kind with a Magic Eye.

"Hey! This is the one! Remember?" I said to fiance. For some reason he was not impressed. Oh, and did I mention the speakers were light? Every speaker I wanted to try out was REALLY light and small. I asked my dad if it was a sub woofer, or something else, he just yelled at me. "There JUST SPEAKERS"

By the staircase was a bar. It's not huge, just a small corner piece of wood. Opposite was a door. I opened the door to find amplifier/receivers galore and father asks "Want one?"

"No," I answer, "These won't work as well, and plus, I have one that is great!" Things get really confusing here. I mean, WOW confusing. I mean, I can't even make it out. But, I think I was in a room with Bobby, Peggy, and Hank Hill. We were talking about something when I'm told I can test my speakers at someone's kindergarden class. I get on a van and go.

At the classroom I realize I have to change. I forgot what I changed into and what I wore before. I just know that I changed. Also, before the classroom started there was this long, green/blue carpeted cat walk with a dresser on the side. In the back,right-hand corner of the cat walk was my brothers old friend Yoshi.

"So what's it like sharing a name with video game dinosaur?" I asked.
"Oh, you have to do..." and he preceded to tell me how to make Yoshi do special things in the game. Even though I could understand a WORD he said, I smiled and thanked him for the tips. There is more to this, but I can't recall. So I must have woke up then.

I had a crazy dream last night. This time, some girls were trying to steal my ring because it was falling off. The band kept braking and splitting. When I got it back on, the girls said "We want it!" I said, "NO WAY!" After a while the girls said, "Um...let me hand you some crayons." I knew what they were up to, so I didn't take them at first. But then, somehow, they got me grab them, and they HAD

 my ring. I did have it in the end, not sure how.

Then, like always, a scene change. I am at some beach and an old friend is talking to me on the phone. "I love you. And always have!" he says. I walk along the beach and see all these cool rides and the sand looks more like tile in a bathroom. Well, just when I think I'm at my hight on confusion (I might have been flying by flapping my wings at this point) some guy who looks like Professor Snape tells me he has found me a JOB!!! I get to be an assistant to someone famous. Every wows in awe when hear the persons name, but it's no one I recognize. I go to her mansion that just so happened to be across from the beach and we talk.

"My act," she says, "Is that I hold up this folding ladder horizontally in the audience while acrobats do their tricks on ladder steps. This is to distract the REAL act of corse, make them mess up, you know." She was big, blond, and I think she had one of those long cigarette holders. After chatting with her I mention The Moody Blues, and she says "OH GOOD! We like the same music!" I start to rattle off song lyrics, and she is happy. By the way, did I mention that her view was wonderful? A great grassy yard with an ocean view!!! When I rattled off the lyrics I was running ALL around the yard. About here I woke up.

Restoring Pictures

This dream has fuzzy details. But here goes:

I was traveling from hotel to hotel with the Hills from the King of the Hill TV show. Each hotel we stopped at had ancient pictures for us to restore.  We restored them on their front lawns. At the end of our trip, I heard, we would stop at some amusement park for two days and then drive back, stopping at each hotel again.

As we went through the hotels I seem to remember my fiance with me, only I had to share him with someone else. Not sure who else, I just recall walking to hotel halls (that looked more like the dorm of South Harmen Institute of Technology from that movie Acceptance) and thinking to myself "I feel like such a polygamist. Why do I have to share?" This was odd because while I could see the skinny brown haired woman in his bed, it made no sense why I would dream that. He's been AWESOME to me and I have not watched Big Love in forever!

 Suddenly, I am near my soon-be-hubby on some parking lot near a field of grass. We are told NOT to pay the bill at our current hotel and just leave.

At the next place (that looked just like the last) Peggy got herself into the hotel jail. She complains the whole time about her yellow jump suit and the work she was assigned too. I look at her from a high up window with a turquoise blue frame and yell "You should be fortunate you get to experience this! You have to treat every event in life as something to learn from!" I remember feeling so proud of myself for saying, and knowing that. About this time I woke up. 

Pillows and Former Houses

This dream was an odd one. I was with my college friends eating a whole bunch of sugary cereal in a dark basement with little light. The cereal looked, and tasted like, sugar cookies with sprinkles on top. I got the box out of some brown cabinet with light brown carvings on the door and Lazy Susans for shelves.  

We ate, and started to play a game. Part of this game was to lie in some grove in the cement basement ground and pretend something was happening. The happening I chose was going into labor. Out of nowhere I stand up and say "Ya know, I have a really good pillow back at home. Let me get it."

Suddenly, I was home and I could not tell you how I got there. When I looked around my home it felt like my father's former blue Victorian house, yet I KNEW it was my father's current green two-family- plus-border house. But the odd thing was, it didn't really look like either of them on the inside. It was HUGE, about the size of a grand hotel. There were great wood cravings on the walls and gold patterns on the marble floors. It was so ritzy it made it made the set of Titanic look shabby! I tell you, to totally detail the wondrous architecture would take me DAYS! 

I started looking for my room but could not recall which wing it was in. I found the basement, which has all this light wood furniture in it with bright lighting that made it look like the basement of blue house. Only, I did not see the classic wood paneling or the camouflage rug Mother bought to hide spills. It also had more rooms with the same bright light coming in from windows and more of that light brown furniture. I soon found my way out and toured the wings again. The carpet was a medium green that looked kind of fuzzy. I remember seeing some odd name painted on a door that gave me a clue to my room number. I can't recall how, but I found my room soon enough. There was yellow everywhere via bright sun coming through windows and my old bookcase. The book case a basic brown wood with a half-circle trimming on the top shelf. I found the mushy-light green pillow I came for and left with it. 

Did I mention there were Bell Boys in white spats? They were pulling luggage carts ALL the while I searched for my room.

Well, pillow in hand I stuffed it under my shirt and found my college friends again at a near by jungle gym. Behind me was a train stop that was covered. I can't say for sure, but I must have used the train to get to them. 

"Oh, there you are? Why did you stuff your shirt with your pillow?" They asked.
"Um...."

"I hear it's some kind of new way to find fun." One said. And that was when I woke up. 

Can't Recall.

So last night, and the night before, I had dreams I can TELL were wild. But I can't recall then. If I happen to remember any of the two (Not likely) then I'll be sure to post it.

Dream on!

Cherokee Subway

Another crazy dream: I was walking and decided to take a subway. Only, it was not like a normal NYC subway. It was a system that the Cherokee Indians built, which meant it ran with no electricity. Instead, riders like myself walked into some tiled enclosure with one long river in the middle. You got into some sort long kayak and paddled off.

Half way through my trip the subway system changed. The ceiling was lowered so much that riders had to crawl on their bellies. The floor was no longer a river, but a path of stretchy off white cloth that wrinkled up. I was NOT fond of this change (Kinda scared of it actually) and got out at the first four-way intersection stop I could.

When I got out I was in some sort of Christmas store that sold things in bulk. I walked around and noticed that I was only in half of the store and would like the see the whole thing.

"Oh, well, you have to use the Subway system for that," one guy said. Like most dreams, I could not see his face.
"But I hate it! The ceiling is so low," I replied.
"Maybe we can make a path. There must a above ground path." We realize there is not, and I tried using the new subway again. Still scary, but getting better. Things get really fuzzy here and even though I know there is more to this dream, I can't recall.

That's all for now. Happy Dreaming!

Outer Space and Speaker Food

Another Crazy dream.The details are sketchy. I know part of my dream had to do with my father, and my old house, but I am not sure how. What I do remember is this. I was in a dark room at some table. There were hanging lamps around us that looked like the kind you see in police interrogation scenes. I was looking at some black electronic device that had modern a speaker grid over it. Inside was taco meat, string beans, and something else I can't recall. I broke open the grid and ate the ground beef, loving its AWESOME taste. Some guy took the speaker dinner away from me and started serving it on a plate. Only, they didn't put the taco meat, just the string beans. I frowned at the plate as I walked away.

I heard about a woman who had just came back from outer space. It was then I realized I was in a space station and if I wanted, I could go into outer space as well. Things start to get fuzzy here, but I do remember standing in some kitchenette that seemed to glow radiantly as a slender African American opened and closed cabinates as she told me what a great job my fiance had done on his last mission. I smiled, and before I knew I was flying in some contraption with a clear top so I could see the open green field of small patches of shrubs I flew over. It was about here that I woke up.

Pink Floyd and Steve Brady

I had another dream, but it has too many elements. I know it had something to do with the Sex and the City cast. But the man who was in Miranda's life was a cross between one of my uncles, and her ex Steve Brady. I saw her and the girls at the coffee shop talking, but instead of putting their purses on the table, they put them in the Fiestaware colored cabinets on a floor-ceiling beam next to them. Suddenly, I was not watching them anymore. I was at a summer fare with Miranda's new man!

"I made you a Christmas present," He told me while we sat in folding chairs under a tent, "but I can't say what it us. Only that it is a Donic painted dresser." I smiled, realizing he gave away what it was. A Sonic the hedgehog themed dresser. Then, this uncle inspired-Steve guy went up stage to do magic to Pink Floyd music. I saw his purple suit he wore, but never his face. Once he was done he came down and asked me what kind of drink I'd like on the way to where we'd be spending Christmas this year.

"You're going to need something to pre-game with before you get there!"
"Oh," I said, "Usually I like Hot Toddies and Apple Cider with bourbon." He said what he and his kids would drink as we walked to this stone made food stand. Above where they hand out the food was a sign that read-in gold lettering with vibrant red background-"Miriam is not allowed here!" I thought about it a moment and said "Miriam? Oh man, I'm thinking about too much Hey Arnold again!"

Before I knew I was in someone's apartment that many white walls and carpet covered stares. They wanted me to photoshop their dog.

"I can't do that!" I thought to myself, "The picture they want me to use HAS no dog it. Just lines!" my fiance looked at me and asked, "How many lines?"

"5325"

"I'll do it then." I smiled and hugged him, happy he would help. But oddly, we were not in the persons white-washed apartment anymore. We were sitting on my fathers red, yellow, and green pattered couch. About then I woke up.

Hello..again.

For those of you who read my blog (Really? Got that much time on your hands?) I have started posting again. I know, it's been a year, but..why not. Might as well send my weirdness into cyber space.

REMINDER: Grammar, spelling, and all resemblances to correct American English will be gone. When I post these I am not going for perfect. I just jotting down what I can remember from the night before, and if it's full of errors, why not?

Happy reading!

Matt G, Simpsons creater

Posted on 07/09/2012
Just woke up from a REALLY strange dream. I was sleeping in my old room in my old house (That I have not lived in for 12 years) naked except for the sheets. Out of nowhere Matt Groening bursts in with a McDoland's burger and fries for me and tells me he needs help with his new script.

"Um, I'm NAKED!" I say as I hold up my blanket. He puts me at some desk, we look at the script in Word, and he le

aves happy. But then, I keep wondering if I REALLY helped Matt Groening or if I just dreamed it. For some reason if I looked at the back some wedding magazine I get a clue that I really DID help Matt. It gets fuzzy here, but I think Matt Groening offered me a job as a script fixer (I think they're called Script Doctors) and then my current boss comes in and smiles for me, adding that she'll have to share me now. And then I wake up.

Black Cats

Posted on 07/13/2012
I had this dream where my fiance and I were still in college. But we were separated from each other. When we finally connected again I was SO HAPPY to see him! We hugged, kissed, and sat. Suddenly a black and white couple came up front of everyone and third person said "Does any of you have a problem with this?" I didn't say anything, but I wanted to shout "Hey! She loves him so LEAVE them alone!"

There was also something about a road in there too, but I can't recall exactly what.

Cook My Noodle

Posted on 07/16/2012
I had another crazy dream. It was my wedding celebration and SOMEHOW an ex of mine got in. It turns out that he's related so my fiance's family and he, along with some friends, crash the party. I try to go up and explain why HE was not the groom, but he would not hear of it. Instead, he avoided me. When we did the toast to us, I held up my small bottle champagne (which had a green card-like board

around it. Fancy too!) and I felt bad for my ex. Because I had found a sweet guy.

Somehow...after walking around and hearing someone pass around a bottle of something called "Cook My Noodle" that I drank from, I knew it was better not to bother my ex. But HE came to me. By then I just flew up above him to get away. Yep. I FLEW. Just floated up, and flew. The dream got so complicated after that to TRY and figure it all out would be hard. Or maybe I could dig of Freud and have him do it? But then...everything would lead to sex. Ah, never mind.

A friendly chat

Posted on 07/17/2012
Another Crazy Dream again. This time I heard my friend talking to me. And as she continued to talk, I FELT her try to hug me. I thought, "Ok, I know I am dreaming. Hows about I controls things now, get what I want going," but my brain didn't want that. So it changed scenes. Instead of being in a dubious space, I was in a large pool that looked like my closet. I KNEW I was dreaming again and thought, let me wake up. But it took a while. My body was not letting me wake up, only take HUGE breaths like I was in water. I thought I'd drown, but luckily, I only fell to the bottom of the pool and woke up. This might have happen more then once, but details are fuzzy.

Wedding tattoos

Posted on 07/18/2012
I had a dream that I got a tattoo of something on the side of my face. It looked neat, but I kept thinking how terrible my wedding would look with a huge tat on my face. What was odd was that my roommate had one on her ankle, but git it removed. "You could get rid of it," she said, "But it'd hurt AND the impression of the tat would still be there anyway." So I put my hair in front of it instead of lazar treatments. Odd, odd dreams.

High School, and fancy parties.

Posted on 8/19/2012
Another Crazy Dream: I was in some High School in the middle of the night. In the bathroom. Some sort of party was going on and I noticed all the tiles on the shelf that jutted out near the door had paint on it. So I painted the last of the tiles white, and soft pink. THEN I realized that the school would HATE that the tiles were painted. So I tried to clean them. It was about then some school officials 

showed up and scolded us. We got some punishment, but the computer guy of our group said "Hey, I busted into the system and changed our punishment. Now all WE have to do is watch a foreign film" We did, with Daria characters playing parts.

But then, some official catches wind of the change. We're at some party in a neat house, mine, I think. There is lush green all around me...and cater waiters. So, I try to whisper to the computer geek through my window to find out what we'll say. But the head school official catches us.

"Once I get out of the bathroom, we'll REALLY talk it over." The school official moves aside a tray of Mozzarella that's on my window sill and tomato and pushes through. She uses the bathroom, and gets out.

"The rules changed. We now only have to watch something," I say.

"And did you!"

"YES!" Suddenly, I am at Ross looking for wedding dresses when the official follows me there! She starts going through the Ross employee's credit card that where held in a wooden case. Then I woke up.

Bart Simpson and iPod's

I had a dream last night. I was in my old house on 16 Berkeley Pl in my room. I am not sure if I saw this on TV, or what, but Bart Simpson was being sent back to Kindergarden, in another school. Mrs. Krabopple(is that right?) and Skinner where REALLY happy. But I somehow knew that at the end he would be back in the fourth grade anyway. Then I started to fiddle with my stereo system while I played Beastie Boys, and then my oldest brother came in asked how he could hook up and iPod to it.

Nate Fisher

I had a strange dream last night. First, I was in some sort of ocean with Nate Fisher from Six Feet Under. He wanted to date me, but I said "Not yet." Then suddenly, the ocean was up against some porch. It great pillars! We climbed up it to reach the moon. But then, there was another scene change. I was with my dad at David's Bridal and my dress consultant kept on putting ugly yellow veil's on me so my father would say "NO! Not it!" before seeing my real dress and veil and liking it. He never got to see it though. Woke up before he had the chance.

Philadelphia 30th street.

Posted: 08/06/2012

I had another strange dream were was walking to Philly 30th street when Dad called and asked how Robert was. My first thought was, "OH! I'm dreaming!!! This means that my dream reality MUST be different then my waking reality. How?" But I could not ask that. So I just said he was fine and marveled at the fact that my brain was comfortable enough to conjure my fiance as my spouse. I even 

told him that when I woke up from my dream within a dream. 

Then! When I GOT to crosswalk TO the station the changed and I was by a lake. I found out that my middle brother was a reporter for some Midtown NYC paper and an old middle school friend was going to be my high school teacher. I am not sure why I was in school, but I bet I was supposed to be undercover for something. I went to Math class and all we did was think of ways to checkmate some a chess game while the pieces stood in the middle. I knocked over everything, and was suddenly home in a NICE house. My room was a mess, and there were boxes of Fruit Loops everywhere! My father came in, only instead of him being the dad I know, he was ARAB! My room was an offshoot of the kitchen and when I walked out, some police guy was there. I ran back to my room, picked up some boxes and noticed that inside the Fruit Loops were GUNS. Small ones. I ran out, found my arab Father, and told him.
I would NEVER play with guns!!! Not unless I went to the shooting range and even then I use what they have!!!" He smiled and was happy I was such a good girl. About then I woke up.

Wedding

Posted 08/07/2012

I had a crazy dream again. Only it was about my wedding. I was getting ready and my brother's wife said she could not find her dress. She said it was green. But every dress we found in the room we were in was green. We looked for a few seconds, and then she said "Found it!" and so we moved on finding MY dress. It was green too. With fur. I also was going to have a dress for the reception which was 

ALSO lime green like the rest. Someone I know walks in wearing a bright orange suit and I suddenly exclaim "It's the DAY of my wedding and I forgot to ask him to EMCEE! CRAP!!" I turn to someone who says, "Ask him now."

"I cannot ask him now?" I say. Fast forward to the ceremony and I have a box over my head with a rectangle cut out so I can see!! The officiant says, "Just bend the sides, you'll see now." and I try, but I can't! Also, did I mention I am standing on the wrong side? On the right INSTEAD of the left. The officiant takes out a shiny cardboard and starts reading her parts, folding over any parts she does not need!! It get flubbed, and then, she finds another shiny cardboard and starts again! All the words the officiant says are JUST like ones she used for another wedding because we failed to change them!

And then suddenly I am floating above a HUGE park and there is GREEN EVERYWHERE!!! And instead of being worried about the rest of the wedding, I watch this story about a guy whose wife is taken to a horrible zone of the park. Each zone has a color, and if you go OUTSIDE that color, you die. So I watch the guy (whose face I can't see) run around and try to find a way to take his wife out of the yellow zone without killing her. He does, and tells an inflatable duck float that "Our baby will be fine!!! Because it's YOUR baby too!" The inflatable duck smiles.

Scenes switch again and THIS TIME my fiance and I are walking through some clear glass doors when an woman catches us and says with a smile "Now introduce him as your Husband. Say his FULL name!" I do, and realize with a gasp that my fiance and I didn't sign our marriage license!!! So we rush inside to do it, and THAT'S when I wake up. Any idea's what this means?

Phily Aid's Thrift.

Hey All!
I know...I know..been a over a year. But here is my latest adventure in dream land!!!! If this goes well, I might find my other recent dreams and post them as well.
 I went to the Philly Aids Thrift because they were throwing a cool party. I went with my fiance near me. It was SO odd, First, they kept offering a certain substance *cough cough*wied*cough cough* and there was food everywhere. On the carpeted stairs there was this guy with spiky dreads and he looked more cartoon then man. When you walked up the stairs a TV that sat up top on the left-hand corner of the stairs talked to you. It told you all sorts of things to entice you to continue up. BUT once their they'd put you in some cult, or something. I made it up the stairs, but somehow got away because I knew my fiance had to leave soon. 

With him gone I left. Then I saw a guy try to get up the stares, fail, and come back down. He was too strong for the TV cult waves. I ran up to the cartoon dreaded guy and told him. "No ones falling for it!" He looked up at me, the color of his dreads spilling right out of him. Now they were a light brown color. I walk out of the party, try go home, but suddenly find myself flying back. Yes, that's right! I was FLYING back. And no one believed me that I was. They assumed I was flying high, not flying. I told them that yes, I was. 

Once back at the party I went up the stairs (No TV this time) and was chatting with the owner of the store. She told me that the certain substance that was making the round before were now in the form of a tea. She said she might be able to get her dealer to make some for me. I waited, she came back to brew it. Funny thing was, it had a lot of black, watermelon, and green colored seeds in it. I drank, thought about Robert was not there, and woke up.