Dreams You HAD

[Greg Nog]

*stares off into distance, standing on top of Stonehenge, robes whipping around me*

[fishjim]

Well if I had to guess I'd say you're about ONE THOUSAND

YES

Greatest dream I've ever read. LPTJ as training grounds for the soldiers of rage!!

Not like you need more inspiration, Nog, but if you haven't read the 5 bee poems in Ariel, get thee to "The Bee Meeting" and go from there. Sylvia Plath's dad was a beekeeper. Bees are some bizarre shit!

[Greg Nog]

Will do!

[coldforge]

Pollo's totally older than me. One or two years.

[Greg Nog]

Well, my subconscious feels like a right fool now.

[jebreject]

That dream was amazing. Wow. I don't even know what else to say.

[jebreject]

I knew I was a little older than Pollo, but I had no idea that I was older than Coldforge! Weird.

[Greg Nog]

a post-industrial part of East Williamsburg
...
We drove around, and went to the old meeting-ground, on the corner of Walter and White streets

So obviously my brain just pulled these names out of Breaking Bad, but I just cecked Google, and apparently there IS a White Street in East Williamsburg!  Now I want to check it out and see if it looks like it did in my dream.

[hannah]

soon it'll be pollo doing all the babysitting AMIRITE

[coldforge]

why, is he becoming a babysitter?

[clare]

of his own SPAWN!!!

And fwiw, that could've been me babysitting you guys...sigh, I am old.

[hannah]

yeah, he's graduating from babysitting school in may or june i think

[peacocks]

for some reason shaun white was a main character in my dream last night. I barely know who he is.

[coldforge]

I bet it was because I included him in my rant of yesterday morning!

[peacocks]

maybe!

[G.C.R]

I kind of like the idea that forge has a morningly rant about a chosen topic. Like a young, well-dressed, semitic Andy Rooney.

[Anne the Man]

I had a dream maybe last week that I went shoplifting with a couple friends in the middle of the night and we got caught by the store-owners and had to hang out with them for awhile, so we tried to befriend them. I started a conversation thinking "there's no way they'll be able to resist this as a conversation topic", but the topic was "have you been to the planetarium yet? It's got a really good show on at the moment, narrated by David Attenborough, AND Beyonce!" So suave.

Dad told me and Grace that he had what is a pretty realistic dream where he bumped into Difficult, who said accusingly "YOU said The Ferrets CD wasn't available yet but I've got a copy right here!" and waved it around triumphantly. Oh how we laughed.

[mixed cats]

'Vivid dreams' are a side affect of pregnancy, and holy shit I hate them. Recent highlights include having the baby and forgetting to feed it for two days, and one where some people tried to set my parents' house on fire while a bunch of us were inside it.

[clare]

Recent highlights include having the baby and forgetting to feed it for two days, .

Oh, totally. That was one of my specials too. That and breastfeeding it and it turned into my cat. Or a tiger. They were weird times.

[mixed cats]

I think I had a turned-into-the-cat one weeks and weeks ago! Last night was another weird one, but it wasn't particularly scary. Brains are jerks.

[dieblucasdie]

Thought I'd share this, since it's LPTJ-related (first one of those in a few years!).  For some reason, BAoH and I were going to a bar/roadhouse type place in the middle of the desert, but once I got in the car with him, I realized, to my dismay, that he's some kind of crazy stunt-driver, and he did all these hairpin turns at high speeds, and jumps off roads and hills and stuff while I hung on for dear life and begged him to drive normally. Once we got there, we met up with pollo, but it turns out he's a skinny, pimply, 4' tall dude (that weird dream thing where a person looks nothing like himself, but everyone somehow knows it's him). He proceeded to hustle us at pool.

[fishjim]

Once we got there, we met up with pollo, but it turns out he's a skinny, pimply, 4' tall dude

pimply, like a plucked pollo. hehe.

[Ashley]

i dreamt i was staying at a friend's house.  her girlfriend came downstairs, and was like "hey, you're unemployed.  you're not doing anything.  will you make me some chili?  i'll throw you 20 bucks.  okay i'm going to go smoke a bowl while you make it.".  she went outside.

i was kind of rotted, but i figured, whatever, i like chili.  i looked in the cupboards and there was basically enough ingredients for chili.  i looked in the fridge for ground beef.  i couldn't see any ground beef.  what i did see, however, was several well plated egg dishes

like this















i was pretty distracted by all this egg, and i was pretty sure there wasn't any ground beef because i didn't buy any.  and chili takes half an hour and costs like 30 bucks to make man, i felt like i was getting ripped off in this 20 dollar deal.  i thought of that later to justify my actions -- i was hypnotized by the eggs, and ended up making a single fried egg in a daze.  the girl came in and she was like "uhhh," and she looked at me like i was simple.  and she took the egg and ate it without saying anything about the chili. 

when i woke up i thought about how gross all those cold egg dishes would be.

[peacocks]

did you get the 20 bucks?

[fishjim]

mesmerizing, ashley!

from a dream interpretation standpoint, I think the important thing about these eggs is that they're cracked