Kevin's Watch

Ki wrote:When I came back home from Philadelphia, I took a nap and Nathan woke me up b/c I was sobbing in my sleep. I had dreamed that there had been a depression and we had this little house that we had managed to keep. And we made it through that hard time though still not at the same level as before the depression. I dreamt that my oldest son didn't want to live with us anymore and that Malik didn't love me anymore. I lost everything that mattered.

Aww. . . Ki! That sounds awful!

I've had a series of really strange vivid dreams lately. Last night I dreamed about staying in a ultra-efficient hotel room. It was about 8 feet by 8 feet, and everything stowed into the wall somehow. You couldn't have the bed out when you were opening the closet, and the bathroom was almost exactly like Mal's on Firefly. . . the toilet folded down out of the wall, and you had to put that away in order to pull the sink out. It was an interesting dream.

And after that I dreamed about dating a guy I've seen around with friends, but haven't even been introduced to. It was strange because I know nothing about this guy. I guess my brain made up the details as it went along.

I'd like my dreams to start making sense again.

Thanks for the hugs!

I had a dream earlier this week that was long and involved, and I remembered a lot of it for the first five minutes I was awake. And then it all slipped away as dreams do, and the only impression I remember from it now was that I was in a fist fight with David Hasselhoff.

Cagliostro wrote:I was in a fist fight with David Hasselhoff.

Did you win?

Must be a week for odd dreams. I had a dream that I was being held prisoner and they slowly exsanguinated me which is the reason I am up and posting at five am. Ugh.

I had a dream that I met Kenny Loggins and Michael McDonald in some kind of conference centre. They sang Taking It To The Streets together, and coaxed me into joining in.

So I woke up with many a McDonald song running through my head, and feeling sad. Listening to those songs still reminds me of being in San Francisco.

Cagliostro wrote:the only impression I remember from it now was that I was in a fist fight with David Hasselhoff.

If you want to win just kick him when he is down eating his cheeseburger. If you don't want to fight at all just convince him to wait until he is sober.
* walks off feeling bad about cheap shotting the Hoff...*

I dreamt I was talking to a little kid about Star Wars and then a spiderweb crawled onto my hand. Then I convinced somebody not to buy a "rare gem" because it was really a cheap manufactured plastic (or maybe wax) rock, and it wasn't even pretty. We were sitting on metal folding chairs on the edge of a large crowd (thousands of people) in a school gymnasium that was larger than any building I've ever seen. There was some other weird stuff going on but I don't remember exactly what it was.

Auleliel wrote:

Cagliostro wrote:I was in a fist fight with David Hasselhoff.

Did you win?

I think it was at this point that Graham Chapman stepped in and said this dream was getting too silly and I woke up.

Dream 1: I was cast as James Bond in a new film, and MagickMaker was the token bond girl. We had some kind of promo photo shoot.

Dream 2: I told one of my friends that I was in love with her (which isn't true, as far as I know) and she ran away. Odd, since said friend has also dreamed about me telling her I'm in love with her.

Last night I dreamt that I was at some sort of initiation ceremony (as the one being initiated), and I said the word "Eris" and everybody freaked out. Suddenly Eris (goddess of chaos and strife) appeared, bringing with her a terrible storm and a flying giant squid that started eating people. I pretty much just said "oops" and walked away.
I blame this dream on my Wikipedia search of "Discordian" last evening.

I dreamed about eating corn on the cob.

I love corn on the cob.

MsMary wrote:I dreamed about eating corn on the cob.

I love corn on the cob.

Sounds like a yummy dream.

It was.

..Amazing!..I had a dream that I use to have as a kid.!..It was the one where,, first for some reason my desk at school was rite up by the black board,,then the lid to the desk wouldn't open,,like somebody nailed it shut..then came the realization that i didn't have any pants on. I was in front of everybody in class ,,in my underpants,,unable to get my desk open. Entirely defeated i busted up the dream and wondered what brought that olde haunt back..Then a drill sargent told me
everything will be alrite, just sleep it off and be ready for a 10 mile march tomorrow morning, GAK!! I was back in the ARMY!..Enuf of that crap,, i really woke up at that juncture..Its been quite a while since a I had a dream within a dream deally bopper. I am always amazed by them tho.

Auleliel wrote:Last night I dreamt that I was at some sort of initiation ceremony (as the one being initiated), and I said the word "Eris" and everybody freaked out. Suddenly Eris (goddess of chaos and strife) appeared, bringing with her a terrible storm and a flying giant squid that started eating people. I pretty much just said "oops" and walked away.
I blame this dream on my Wikipedia search of "Discordian" last evening.

ALL HAIL ERIS!

I dreamt that I was on a date with a really sexy guy, and he started talking about his IQ and how impressive it was. When he boasted and told me the number I choked on my drink because it was three points lower than mine. Then I couldn't decide what to say to him, and I woke up.

Will my dreams ever make sense?

I wish I had a big IQ. Sadly, the only thing big on me is my penis. And ladies don't go for that.

Oh, wait...scratch that. Reverse it.

I dreamed that I was walking Moose in SF and we were in a legit crosswalk when he bolted and was about to be run over by a bus so I jumped in front and took the hit and figured I was gonna die but I was willing. Then I woke up in the hospital and I was in the "special care" unit and had come out of a coma after months. Anyway, I woke up and asked the nurse how I was and she said that they never expected me to wake up because the brain damage was severe. I asked her if I could go and she said yes and then I realized I had no arms or legs. I asked the nurse what happened and she said I was an organ donor so since they didn't think I would wake they donated my limbs for lunchmeat. They also donated one lung and one kidney and anything they didn't think I would need. I tried to get out of bed again despite the missing limbs and woke up sitting up and about to scream. Took a few deep breaths and then realized puppinstuff was staring at me so I let Danlo's dog out and had a glass of water. Ugh. Freaky dream.