I'm going to have to start drawing little cartoons to go along with these dreams, as well as only choosing the interesting ones. But for now, here's what I remember from last night:
Dream 1
The temperature is 67 F today, and tomorrow is forecast to be -1F. What?!
Dream 2
I am back at my old toy job. The entire R&D dept is under the covers in a giant bed watching a big flat screen tv. It's showing a new movie that we are going to be developing product for. We're watching the movie for the the first time to get ideas for the toys. I am at the edge of the bed, closest to the screen, with the right side of my head on a comfy pillow. My boss is directly behind me and he keeps pushing the covers up so that my view of the tv is partially blocked. I can see with my right eye, but not the left. I keep trying to push the blanket away, but can never quite shake my head free.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
Lost dream
Here's another funny dream. This one I had last year.
In my dream Sawyer from the tv show Lost was my ex-squeeze. He desperately wanted me back, but I wasn't sure. For some reason I couldn't take him back. What could it be? Once I woke up I remembered that I am married, but in the dream I had a little memory loss. So I was like, well, maybe we'll get back together. But, I just wasn't sure. So Queen Latifah showed up and told Sawyer to take a hike and just leave me be.
In my dream Sawyer from the tv show Lost was my ex-squeeze. He desperately wanted me back, but I wasn't sure. For some reason I couldn't take him back. What could it be? Once I woke up I remembered that I am married, but in the dream I had a little memory loss. So I was like, well, maybe we'll get back together. But, I just wasn't sure. So Queen Latifah showed up and told Sawyer to take a hike and just leave me be.
Dreams
I have always had a lot of fun and crazy dreams that I love to share. People usually say, "Whoa, are you on drugs?" I'm pretty much not on too many drugs, I just have a vivid imagination and a good memory. In the near future I will start a new blog all about dreams but for now I'm going to record them here.
I recently had this frustrating dream: My family and the Ozzy Osbournes were old friends. I had been to college in upstate NY with their son, Marilyn Manson. We were all meeting up at a local outdoor ampitheater to see a performance starring their daughter, Kelly Osbourne. Our car pulls up to the curb and Marilyn Manson leans in the window to greet us warmly. "Hi, everyone, what's up, how are you doing?" As we take our seats my mother was asking me if I had heard, if I had heard, did I know. Turns out that Kelly had been spotted canoodling with another female and is now assumed to be a lesbian. I said, "So what?" My mother is livid and cannot stop proclaiming loudly that this type of behavior is an outrageous sin against society and should be stopped. She is beside herself with anger and is upsetting the other audience members. I keep asking her to relax and not make a scene, but she won't sit down and be quiet. Kelly's mother, Sharon Osbourne is seated down one row and over a bit to the right. My mother makes her way over and continues haranguing her about her daughter. Sharon has had enough and responds by asking, "And what about your daughter? She is a selfish, abusive brat!" She makes some comments about my behavior at some school, and then I tell her that I've never even been to that school, let alone attended it as a student and that she doesn't really know anything about me. Sharon is forced to admit, sheepishly, that truly she doesn't know much about me and that is the end of the dream.
I recently had this frustrating dream: My family and the Ozzy Osbournes were old friends. I had been to college in upstate NY with their son, Marilyn Manson. We were all meeting up at a local outdoor ampitheater to see a performance starring their daughter, Kelly Osbourne. Our car pulls up to the curb and Marilyn Manson leans in the window to greet us warmly. "Hi, everyone, what's up, how are you doing?" As we take our seats my mother was asking me if I had heard, if I had heard, did I know. Turns out that Kelly had been spotted canoodling with another female and is now assumed to be a lesbian. I said, "So what?" My mother is livid and cannot stop proclaiming loudly that this type of behavior is an outrageous sin against society and should be stopped. She is beside herself with anger and is upsetting the other audience members. I keep asking her to relax and not make a scene, but she won't sit down and be quiet. Kelly's mother, Sharon Osbourne is seated down one row and over a bit to the right. My mother makes her way over and continues haranguing her about her daughter. Sharon has had enough and responds by asking, "And what about your daughter? She is a selfish, abusive brat!" She makes some comments about my behavior at some school, and then I tell her that I've never even been to that school, let alone attended it as a student and that she doesn't really know anything about me. Sharon is forced to admit, sheepishly, that truly she doesn't know much about me and that is the end of the dream.
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