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[Janice]

I had the most delicious dream the other night. My dream lover was a cross between:

and

[janine]

I had a dream I was in some sort of afterlife. Maybe I was dead, maybe I was just in some sort of Life on Mars-ish scenario. I heard a speech about a battle and I wanted to know what it was about. I was told some bullshit story about the natural divide between life and death. I said: So I don't need this paper crown anymore? And took it from my head. Right when I did that something in the air tried to grab it from me. I knew it had to be important so I didn't let go and managed to hang on to most of the paper crown. I stuffed it into my pocket. There was also a deaf woman. She wore a sweater with her name on it. She was called Mrs. Nussman. We'd shout words at her and she'd sign. I suspected she was very wise and knew the way out.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

Odd!

[Félix]

That Mrs. Nussman.

[evie]

I dreamed my supermarket order was delivered in an open flat top truck. A couple of girls were in charge of the delivery . I gave them each a household candle from my shopping as a reward for their efforts. One of them tidied up my pot plants before leaving. The truck was noisy and they were yahooing as they drove off.

[Jim]

You can get pot plants delivered?

[Cynthia]

You can in your dreams.

[Janice]

I had strange dreams about architectual things. One, was a mobile home park in which the trailers were all set up in a spiral going around a hill. The other was about a builder who had a trademark style with a particular slant in the roof lines of his houses. I was on horseback, admiring these houses.

[evie]

Jim wrote: "You can get pot plants delivered?"

What Cynthia said.

[janine]

I was very upset because I didn't get a present. I'm a horrible person.

[evie]

janine wrote: "I was very upset because I didn't get a present. I'm a horrible person."

Dawn Davenport does not get the Cha Cha heels for which she wished.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

I was the person in charge of choosing the VP for the Democratic ticket. The Prez was a woman. I had narrowed it down to Senator Susan Collins of Maine, and a woman with a short haircut named Linda who I used to work with. Really in my mind it was already Susan Collins, because I didn't like Linda and found her a little creepy. I told people, "You'll have my decision in 15 minutes." People were amazed by my decisiveness and ability to take action quickly. But then, as I huddled with my advisors (on top of a bed), I realized I wasn't ready to announce, because a) Susan Collins was a Republican, could we trust her to act like a Democrat for 4 years? b) her voice was incredibly annoying, did I or anyone else want to listen to it for 4 years? c) was two women on the ticket overkill? Strangely, this last one had never occurred to us before and we looked at each other with trepidation. A woman who worked for me was named Prayer Mating Pop.

[janine]

I entered the building where I worked. A guy followed me in. I knew he wanted to kill me so I ran up the stairs in the staircase. Every room in the building was connected to this staircase. I ran up to a floor where I could close a door to stop the guy, but the door wouldn't keep shut. He caught up to me and shot me in the stomach. After he shot me I ran to the top floor, where I knew the man lived. I first opened room 57, his bathroom. I knew he had a gun there and I took it. I then opened the door of room 58, where I shot one of his wifes (he had two). Next I went to room 59. That's the room the guy was in. I told him I killed one of his wifes and tossed the gun into the room, presumably for him to kill their baby in the next room. I then walked to a glass door and saw his other wife coming in from the balcony. She told someone else the story of the shooting and how the other wife was killed. I didn't know anymore if I had done it or someone else I didn't know.

[Félix]

Guns.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

Do you often dream about guns, or is this related to something in the news?

[janine]

No and no.

[Sally, la reina]

I had a dream that I had cut off all Leah's hair. She was about six. We were at someone's vacation house and watching tv.

[evie]

Scissors, guns and murder.

I dreamed mr evie had a fish tank. Somehow some large cockroaches were living in it as well as a few neon tetras and a Siamese fighting fish. Mr evie bought some strong poison to kill the cockies but he didn't remove the fish. They died a slow death and I was crying. The Siamese fighter was curled up on the sand at the bottom of the tank.
I looked out of our window to see a landscape of rocky cliffs and wild seas.

[Cynthia]

cockies?

cookies?

fan mail from some flounder?

Here, watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat!

[[deleted user]]

Evie means the cockroaches. Cockies is just an abbreviation.

[Janice]

I woke up this morning and burst out laughing over a silly dream I had. I was in a camper van with some friends, lying down in the back. We were careening down a steep hill dodging obstacles, just like we were on a bob sled at the Olympics. We screeched to a halt just before crash landing.

[Cynthia]

Gail wrote: "Evie means the cockroaches. Cockies is just an abbreviation."

Thanks for the translation, Miss Gail.

[Carol]

Sally wrote: "I had a dream that I had cut off all Leah's hair. She was about six. We were at someone's vacation house and watching tv."

So I was just reading this on the email digest. I told Mr. Carol about the dream I had two days ago.
I dreamt that Sally was cutting my hair at a family reunion. I asked her when she learned to cut hair, but I was ok with it. Then everyone welcomed Donald Trump to the festivities.

[Cynthia]

But doesn't Sally have a history as a beautician? Or is that Heidi?

[evie]

No that's me .

[[deleted user]]

Sally was a hairdresser.

[Cynthia]

See, I'm not completely nuts.

[Jim]

Cynthia wrote: "See, I'm not completely nuts."

Really?

:-)

[Carol]

Gail wrote: "Sally was a hairdresser."

what? no way!

[Cynthia]

Jim wrote: "Cynthia wrote: "See, I'm not completely nuts."

Really?

:-)"

Yes, really Jim.

[Cynthia]

Carol wrote: "Gail wrote: "Sally was a hairdresser."

what? no way!"

Yes WAY!

[Jim]

Sally was a hairdresser.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

She dressed hair.

[Félix]

Cut it, too. She cut the hair of the balloon boy's father.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

She needs to cut it again.

[Félix]

There's a thread here somewhere in which she talks about her experience with him. I remember.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/2...

"I do think I might have cut the father's hair once. He was a real jackass."

[Félix]

Good job. Record response time.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

::records response time::

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

I was talking to Patrick Fitzgerald, who was kind of a father figure to me. I told him I would love to have the job of inspecting all the security tapes of some company. He drove me over to the company.

With a large young man, going to junk shops. We were looking for underwear, but the few shops we went into, their underwear was absolutely disgusting, revolting. Stained really, really badly. It was stomach-turning. And displayed out in the open, on top of tables. He paused to inspect the junk shop's record collection, but they didn't have what he wanted. They were selling xerox copies of song lyrics.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

I was at Sarah Jessica Parker's apartment with several other women. At one point I had to go to the bathroom - she had several - and someone directed me to the toilet in the dining room. In fact it was an upholstered dining room chair with a circular hole, positioned over either a toilet bowl or a cistern. As I peed a woman sat a few feet away, eating Kerrygold cheese.

[Cynthia]

I was talking with a male friend in the TV room. He was good-looking, did not know him in real life. I told my husband in the living room that I was looking for my wine glass. He told me it was time to have a big glass of water. My friend said he needed to go home. then I woke up.

[Félix]

. . . and then I woke up.

[Mark]

I love the slightly abstract nature of LG's dreams.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

I was at some woman’s house. A bunch of meals had been prepped but not cooked in her kitchen and I was rifling through them. I came to a porkburger on a roll with lots of fixins – probably Cuban. I cooked it for myself. Later I told her I had eaten her pork sandwich and that I would replace it or pay her for it.

James Gandolfini was going to be my date for a party. I think the party was in my honor. But at the last minute he told me he was going to be my sister's date for the party. I said I didn’t really mind, but he needed to tell me why. He said he couldn’t do that.

I was reheating a creamy, pale yellow soup in a woman’s kitchen and making a total mess. There was too much soup for the pot, plus the plastic pieces of Tupperware had fallen into the pot. Soup was getting all of the floor and I was stepping in it. I got wet paper towels and began cleaning it off the floor. I heard the woman and her friends come home from a shopping trip and talk about their adult diapers. They weren’t even that old – maybe mid-50s. One of them said it cost $15/day to wear adult diapers.

[Lobstergirl, el principe]

Did I deny that? I can't remember.

[Phil]

Last night I had a dream and, although I don't generally remember dreams and even now I don't recall much detail, I had to post about it. For some reason, Sally and Sweeter were in my dream! I think we were on a cruise ship or something. Hmmm.

Quit haunting me, woman!

[Félix]

What about Leah and Marla?

[Sally, la reina]

Hm. I feel like I met you recently too, Phil. We must have had the same dreamcation.

[Sally, la reina]

I show up in a lot of y'all's dreams. I like it when my students dream about me too. It means I'm having an effect on them.