Dreams 01-06-08

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.

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.

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.

New monster book

My old art director, Timothy Young, from my first toy industry job at the wonderfully bizarre and now defunct idea factory has just had his first book published! It is called I'm Looking for a Monster, published by Random House. Lift the flaps and pull the tabs to find the monsters. I will admit that I haven't seen it in person, yet, but I'm pretty sure that it will be awesome and maybe just a little bit SCARY!

Paradise Island Phytophotodermatitis

I thought I had developed some sun damage on my left hand while on vacation in Paradise Island, Bahamas. However, my dermatologist, Dr Parikh, has diagnosed phytophotodermatitis - also known as "margarita dermatitis". It is a reaction between fresh lime juice and the hot, hot sun. Who knew? Not me. Luckily, it is only temporary and should fade within a few weeks. :) Happy.

Melt in Park Slope

I'd heard a lot about Melt on Bergen Street, so I was looking forward to trying it for Brooklyn Restaurant Week. The atmosphere was very nice. Cozy, warm and more upscale than I had expected from the outside. The service was professional and friendly. Warm spiced wine was a special at the bar and it was fragrant and garnished with olives. Unfortunately, the food was not so great. We ordered from the special Dine-In Brooklyn menu, which gave us 2 choices for each of 3 courses. The ceaser salad was drowning in dressing, the seafood ravioli was tasteless and paired with a sharply peppered tomato sauce. And to top it all off, the dessert choices were a chocolate or vanilla "mini cake", which just turned out to be a regular cupcake, complete with foil paper, and topped with a few blueberries and one blackberry. Woohoo. So, it wasn't as tasty an experience as I had hoped. However, the setting and the staff were nice enough that I am willing to give Melt another shot. Maybe just not during restaurant week.

Favorite Childhood Books

I'm so excited to have found a few of my favorite books from when I was a child. I "won" 2 auctions on ebay just this morning. My 2 old-new books should be in my hands by next week. I got "Who's a Pest" for 99 cents! "Seeds and More Seeds" for $6. When I was very young, I was never sure if the kid in "Seeds" was a boy or a girl. It really bothered me. He/She wore a loose sailor-style blouse and hat. Well, from the synopsis I have just read - he's a him! Ok, one mystery solved. "Who's a Pest?" is about a little boy named Homer (I think) whose older sisters, Holly, Molly, Lolly, Dolly and Polly are always annoyed by him. But, of course, he's just misunderstood. I believe that one by one they fall into a hole in the woods and only Homer can save them!

I am also looking for "Hildy and the Cuckoo Clock". This was a story about a little girl who moves into a new house where she finds a mysterious cuckoo clock. At certain times of the day, the clock will grant her wishes. At one point she wishes that the fountains in school will run with root beer. To the delight of the boys, just as she verbalizes her wish, the recess teacher calls for "Quiet!", and all that comes out of Hildy's mouth is "...beer". Other wishes are a bubble bath filling the house, little glass animals coming to life and something about a swinging front gate. There is also a spooky secondary story about the ghost of a little boy living in the house. So, this book is out of print and considered quite rare. I can't find a good copy for less than $250.00, which is too much of a splurge for me. I wish I knew what happened to my copy!