I had a dream..(help!) Showing 701-750 of 1,293

[Phil]

Yeah, but think of how much fun this could be if the foreplay involved one of the guys from Heidi's manquarium!

Sparks would fly, baby!

[Jammies]

smetchie wrote: "I dreamed I "rented" this baby boy from my daughter's day care center for $250 a week."

Damn, smetchie, I wish I knew you well enough to psychoanalyze you. ;) Oh, wait, it's janine's dream thread!

[Jim]

Good point, let's hope so then.

[smetchie]

I think I want a boy, Jammies. When I had to give the rented baby back to his mother I was so distraught that I left my purse and all my clothes on the streets of NYC. The same night I dreamed I'd forgotten my husband and I had a baby boy 13 years ago and gave him to my uncles to raise. I couldn't even remember what I named him and when I saw him I was so heartbroken that he'd grown up without me.

[Félix]

That seems like some painful dreaming, there Smetch.

[Jammies]

So it's not like your subconscious is bitch-slapping you or anything, right? *hugs* Larry's right, sounds painful.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

My dream last night included Martin Amis, Prince William (very affectionate), one of my neighbors putting his hand on my butt, and a traffic pileup on a hill where a man was thrown from his truck and survived, but then the truck rolled backwards over him.

[Félix]

So your neighbor is also very affectionate.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

Yes...

[Jonathan]

Sounds like your subconscious mixed up the royal wedding and an episode of Six Feet Under, LG.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

I've never seen Six Feet Under. Is that the traffic pileup portion?

[Jonathan]

That would be the comically gruesome death portion. Each episode began with someone dying in a bizarre way.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

I dreamed the Washington Post was changing the font of their logo, from its current gothicness to something more spare and simple. (I just finished reading a memoir by the Post's former editor.)

[Sarah]

I had a dream that I was in a car on the highway when suddenly we came upon a blockade. Beyond the blockade people were being herded together. The alien invasion had arrived.

We got out of the car and took shelter at a friend's house. We kept the aliens at bay by turning an amp to the window and playing electric guitar very loudly. The Star Spangled Banner seemed to work.

Then I realized I needed to cash a check before money ceased to have any value. It was a $500 check from the band Mumford & Sons. I'm assuming I opened for them at some point before I came in on the dream.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

I was going to a philosophy class. I'd only been to one previous class the whole semester, so I was nervous and having that "fucking-up" feeling. When I got to the classroom it seemed like the professor was getting ready to administer a quiz or test. I thought, "I hope I can at least bullshit a little bit through this." Instead, she started a slideshow. The first slide was a black and white photo of a friend of mine from 9th grade, in her parents' modern house. Another guy I knew from high school came over and asked me to give up my chair and sit in a really tall director's chair. I climbed awkwardly onto the director's chair. Later we went to a small dinner party and were sitting around in chairs, eating off plates on our laps. The guy I knew from high school surreptitiously took a small jar of tomato sauce and stuck it behind him, to eat later. A man was giving out free, tiny pairs of wooden clogs. I took a pair.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

When he thought no one was watching him, my brother wore a fake beard. I was spying on him and when he heard someone coming, he took off the beard. Later, I was hanging out with a metrosexual.

[Angela~twistedmind~]

i don't know what the fuck kind of subconscious message i was trying to get through my head....... last night i dreamt i came upon a small cage and upon picking it up to inspect it i tipped it slightly towards me. why, oh why did my dream self end up frantically trying to spit out a mouthful of slimy bird shit, without swallowing any of it?!?! yeah, when i woke up i had to make absolutely certain that there was nothing in my mouth. i mean DAMN!!

[RandomAnthony]

Last night I dreamed that Smetchie and my wife were friends from when they were younger but didn't realize they knew each other back then and were loosely connected through GR and the internet.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

I was supposed to move to Lovedale, Colorado to stay with a sort of foster family and attend college.

[Janice]

I had crazy dreams last night. I was getting married to my husband again not that we're divorced or separated. It was the day before the wedding and we were buying the dress and supplies.

On the morning of the wedding, I asked my nephew to scrub the bathroom floor. I told him it would help me a lot. Then I grabbed the paint can and took my husband out to the yard where the wedding was to be and instructed him to paint the floor. I wanted it all nice and white. I headed out to buy the cake.

I went to Safeways, but they didn't have anything. I was going to go to Superstore and Co-op. I was back home and was in the bedroom when I slipped. My husband had painted the bedroom floor instead of the floor outside.

No wonder I'm feeling tired this morning.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

One of the Assistant U.S. Attorneys in Patrick Fitzgerald's office (the northern district of Illinois) showed me a letter he had written to a woman on monarch sized note paper. He had addressed her as "whoremonger."

[Jonathan]

Lobstergirl wrote: "He had written to a woman on monarch sized note paper. He had addressed her as 'whoremonger.'"

Emily Post recommends foolscap or A4 paper for anti-whoremongering letters, but in a dream, I guess the rules can be relaxed somewhat.

[Félix]

Dream anti-whoremongering etiquette is getting way out of control.

[Jonathan]

The permissive standards of modern life...

[Ryan]

I high-fived Conan on the subway in my dream last night.

[Jonathan]

The Barbarian or the O'Brien?

Hello, Rhyan. Welcome.

[Ryan]

O'Brien. And when our hands met middair, his pompy shook like jello.

[Félix]

Jonathan and Conan are old friends.

[Jonathan]

Only if seeing him on the street a couple times is a sign of friendship...

I like the jello pompadour image, Rhyan--very funny.

[Félix]

I imagine Conan would appreciate that image, too.

[Ryan]

Imagine the millions of friends we'd have if passing them on the street meant automatic friendship.

[Félix]

Is that a line from that John Lennon song?

[Ryan]

Imagine all the people?

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

I went into a room where Prince William and Joe Biden were lounging on a bed, but not in a sexual way. It was like the bed was just a random piece of large furniture. Joe Biden said to me, “Are we going to see you at dinner?” I said, “When is the dinner?” He said, “Tonight.” I said, “I feel like such an idiot.” I realized his daughter was getting married to William, and the rehearsal dinner (or something like it) was tonight and I’d gotten the invitation but hadn’t paid much attention to the names and dates on it. He said, “That’s okay.” William’s shirt was off and his shoulders were freckled. He was very friendly; in fact, our shoulders were touching.

[Janice]

What's your fascinator going to look like, LG?

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

My who?

[Janice]

The hats. Aren't they called fascinators?

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

I've learnt a new word! Maybe the shapes of England and Delaware coupling, overseen by a statuette of Neil Kinnock.

[Janice]

That would be a fascinating fascinator. :)

[Heidi]

I had a dream last night that I found out I was 4, maybe 5 months pregnant... and I was trying desperately to solve the mystery of who the father was. In my dream, there were several possibilities... 2 married guys, a stoner who had the hots for me but totally grossed me out because he ate frito chili pie, a guy who lived in 1967 who I traveled back in time to hook up w/ but had died 8 years prior to this dreamtime, a politician during my internship on Capitol Hill, a musician... but I didn't actually have sex with any of them (still dream), we just made out... so I couldn't figure out why I was preggo and who the father was. I was at the point when I decided I'd have to snatch a piece of hair off all their heads to do some DNA home kit testing when I woke up from my dream... but before I could even start on the DNA gathering, I was distracted from the task because I was trying to sweet talk some guys into loading a beautiful retro couch into the back of my friend's SUV... stupid alarm clock!!!

[Jonathan]

Heidi wrote: "a guy who lived in 1967 who I traveled back in time to hook up w/..."

There's a movie script in just that one phrase, Heidi.

[Phil]

Capitol Hill.

[Heidi]

Phil wrote: "Capitol Hill."

Done, sucka. Thanks.

[Heidi]

Jonathan wrote: "Heidi wrote: "a guy who lived in 1967 who I traveled back in time to hook up w/..."

There's a movie script in just that one phrase, Heidi."

You should try being in my dreams!

But not this one (otherwise, you might've ended up being a baby daddy prospect like all the others)...

[Phil]

It's called "The Maury Povich Show."

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

And if Kevin had the dream, it would be "The Connie Chung Show."

[Heidi]

I also had a couple of other cool dreams this past week...

In one, we had bunnies... lots of 'em for eating. I was given the task of slaughtering them. But I kind of became attached to one in particular and decided to hide it in the Igloo ice chest with carrots and grass and kept the water drain hole open so it could breathe. I was soooo worried that someone was going to take her out of the ice chest and cook her! So I took her everywhere with me, even to the bathroom. And I gave her a mohawk. I named her "Pepper."

In another dream, I spent most of my time trying to talk serial killers out of hurting people. For some reason, they'd listen to me. I was trying to get them to turn a new leaf and give nonviolence a chance and... being nice can be fun!!! This is a recurring dream of mine. I don't have it often, but I've had it more than once... since I was about 4, maybe 5 years old. Except back then, they were monsters - ykno - Frankenstein, vampires, werewolves... and occasionally Natasha and Boris or the Road Runner.

I have very vivid dreams. I love sleeping for that very reason. And I usually remember them.

[Heidi]

Barb wrote: "I'd pay to see a movie made out of Heidi's dream."

but I don't know how it ends!!!

[Janice]

I dreamt that we had to speak using words that excluded the letter "N". I woke up trying to compose paragraphs that would fit the parameters. It was hard, but possible. Maybe it would be a good idea, because those words are all positive.

[Cyril]

Janice wrote: "I dreamt that we had to speak using words that excluded the letter "N". I woke up trying to compose paragraphs that would fit the parameters. It was hard, but possible. Maybe it would be a good ..."

Someone once wrote a novel without the letter "E."