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Just thinkin’ about a Secret…

I just listened to a motivational speech online. It was all about visualizing what you want to accomplish. Our future selves manifest within our current thoughts and dreams. It’s important to daydream and imagine how we want our lives to be like. Blah blah blah. All good stuff. And I felt inspired! So inspired, I went for a walk in the drizzly rain without an umbrella. As I walked, I thought of how rarely I daydream anymore. When I was a kid I was a full time daydreamer! Considering how much time and energy I put into my daydreams as a kid- the sheer amount of visualization and desperate wanting, WHY ISN’T THE MILLENNIUM FALCON SITTING IN MY DRIVEWAY?

I guess it’s about visualizing what can be accomplished within our space-time continuum and not George Lucas’s imagination.

And even more Highlander

I am trying to remember how I pictured my future when I was in college. I know for sure I never thought I would be flopped on a sofa watching Highlander episodes on my 42-inch flat screen tv using a VOD device. If I remember correctly I wanted to be a TV producer or Naomi Wolf. That didn’t happen. Today I spent at networking events. Yeah, more than one. I am all networked out. Can I get my business off the ground? We shall see. I met an author. One of his books is called, Handbook to a Happier Life. I asked him what gives him the authority to write a book on happiness? As soon as the words were out of my mouth I thought of the time I asked a guy from NASA if we really did land on the moon. I should probably think before I speak. But the author ignored my cheekiness and said he was quite the drunk and druggie in the 70’s but at some point he had an epiphany, he asked God for help and every since he’s had luck and been happy. He said he lives in a huge house and drives an expensive car- has a beautiful wife and experiences wondrous abundance in his life. Wow. Really. Wow. I want to go out and buy all his books. I guess I should read them too. That’s the part I am not so good at.

Dream Weird

I dreamt I was a man driving a tractor trailer through a dark and foreboding landscape. Ahead of me I saw a carriage being drawn by wild boars. The carriage was empty and it positioned itself directly ahead of my tractor trailer. I kept trying to get my truck to the side of the carriage so I could make sure it was empty. The boars led me through the macabre forest safely but right when I was about to reach my destination, my dream shifted. No longer was I in a forest but a suburban neighborhood. I was also veritably myself again. The wild boars were still with me except they were no longer good boars. The boars now had artillery strapped to their torsos and they were wrangling up the people of the neighborhood. They had us stand against a white picket fence. The head boar held a Cosmopolitan magazine and he read out the monthly quiz, “If you answer A, that is two points! If you answer B, that is 3 points!” This was my first time not knowing what the correct, normal answers to the Cosmo quiz questions and I started to whimper and fear for my safety. I awoke.

Strange Dreams

I had very vivid dreams last night. I dreamt my body was covered in blonde silky hair and Lisa entered the donnavilla into a home makeover show. Some man came in and painted the loft yellow and red and drew fake windows in pencil all over the walls. I was overwhelmed by how frightfully ugly it was. Ron Paul was also in my dream. He was about to give a speech and I said I couldn’t wait to hear him orate and he told me I pronounced orate wrong. He then went into a boxing ring to do some damage to some poor soul. Teeth went flying but I don’t recall the ending.

Psychic Doodle Dandy

Remember how I wrote the other night I dreamt about cake, screen doors, and shopping? I later realized that it wasn’t a screen door at all. I actually dreamt about the screen that sits on the back of my hair dryer. Except it was HUGE! But just like my hair dryer, it was also caked in lint. I tried to peel the lint off but it was difficult. I kept trying to think how I could move it so I could get a better grip. NOW HERE’S THE WEIRD PART! This morning as I finished drying my hair, I slammed the hair dryer down on the sink, a little too hard, AND THE SCREEN POPPED OFF! It’s removeable! I never knew! What an odd coincidence! Sometimes I think I am psychic! 😉

Speaking of psychics, anyone listen to Oprah and Friends on XM? Anyone? Anyone? Does anyone listen to Nate Berkus’s show? Anyone? Anyone? Did you catch the show in which he gets a “reading” from James Van Praggh? It was the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard! And it actually seemed like Nate Berkus was eating it up which made it even funnier. James Van Praggh was like, “So Nate, your (dead) partner, he liked belts? Yes? I say this because I see him standing before me, holding a belt. He also liked boots, didn’t he?”
How insane is this? I keep thinking, if I was a spirit that found a medium who could communicate for me, I WOULD NOT BE HOLDING UP A BELT AND A PAIR OF BOOTS! NO MATTER HOW MUCH I LOVED FASHION! This is just odd. I don’t get it. I don’t get how anyone could fall for such crap. My favorite part of the reading was all the mistakes he made.
“Nate, who is John?”
“I don’t know anyone named John!”
“You will.”
CRAP. CRAP. How dare this man capitalize on people’s grief.

Dunkalicious

This morning I awoke at 6am. I stayed in bed until 6:45. I somehow was able to leave my house a little after 7. I had dreams of the guys from the movie, Superbad wanting to make a prequel to the movie Swingers. I also dreamt I ran into my old college friend Shawn and she asked if she could live with me because she was pregnant and had no where else to go. I took her in to my very odd looking house which seemed to be decorated with the stage sets Erin and I designed and painted back in 10th grade for our school’s production of the Music Man.

Last night I watched the movie, Fur: An Imaginary Portrait of Diane Arbus. I loved it, of course. I love all movies that contain dwarves. And wolfmen. And giants. And armless women. These are my people! There was also a TON of nudity! But not the type of nudity you may expect. This was regular-looking people nudity. There were a lot of floppy body parts shown. This is the type of nudity I saw when I visited the nude beach on the Island of Ruegen in the Baltic Sea oh so many years ago. (It really is a shame the short shelf life of Germans)

The next movie on my Netflix queue is a movie recommended by Nathan called, Lars and the Real Girl. I am very much looking forward to seeing it. I am hoping there may be a break in all this nudity that the last few movies I watched contained. Not that I don’t appreciate the human form unclothed, I just think my eyes need a break.

(I got the most wonderfully tasty cup of coffee from Dunkin’ Donuts this morning.)

Dreamy Comic, two thumbs up

I dreamt I was in the midst of a photo shoot for the movie poster of a Western movie. There were all these really dirty and mean looking cowboys glaring into the camera lens with one exception. The cowboy in the middle was the Unknown Comic from the Gong Show. What I quite liked is he had drawn a grimace onto the bag so he looked a more angry than normal. I then dreamed Roeper from Ebert and Roeper confided in me that he would soon be replacing Ebert with a young, afro-ed Michael Jackson.

Boxing Helena

I had the strangest dream last night. I dreamt, as I slept, my arm somehow broke in two right below the elbow. My arm, or at least what was left of it felt fine and there was no blood. When it was time to awake in my dream, I grabbed my arm and stuck it back on and it stayed. I wiggled my fingers and although looking slightly green, it functioned fine.

Look out!

I had a horrendous dream last night. I dreamt I was sitting in the backyard of my parents’ house, in a lawn chair, looking off into the horizon. Up in the sky I saw a very large airplane/spaceship. It was gliding across the sky. Ever so gracefully it flipped over and just plummeted. I could tell that it wasn’t far away and I took off running to see if I could help. As I ran, I prayed that it didn’t land on any homes. As I approached the wreck I woke up. I can’t tell you how relieved I was to find out it was just a nightmare. I went back to sleep and dreamt I was babysitting children. They were playing with Play-doh and they kept squishing the different colors of Play-doh together which made me very, very upset– almost more upset than watching a horrific plane crash.

Back back back forth

I got home right around lunchtime. I immediately started to clean the house. It looks pretty good now. Doesn’t take long to sweep, vaccuum and wipe the counters clean. Now I am trying to get my clothes under control. My summer clothes are going into the attic and my winter clothes are coming down from the attic. I also really need to get my office area cleaned up.

Rob should arrive here around 4 and then we are going to meet my parents and Barbara P for an Oktoberfest dinner at a local restaurant. I am so excited for an Oktoberfest meal that I actually dreamt about it last night!

This is a really great album from Rod Stewart, Still The Same… Great Rock Classics Of Our Time. Rod covers some great songs!

1. Have You Ever Seen The Rain – Rod Stewart
2. Fooled Around And Fell In Love – Rod Stewart
3. I’ll Stand By You – Rod Stewart
4. Still The Same – Rod Stewart
5. It’s A Heartache – Rod Stewart
6. Day After Day – Rod Stewart
7. Missing You – Rod Stewart
8. Father & Son – Rod Stewart
9. The Best Of My Love – Rod Stewart
10. If Not For You – Rod Stewart
11. Love Hurts – Rod Stewart
12. Everything I Own – Rod Stewart
13. Crazy Love – Rod Stewart

Lastly, can everyone who reads this blog send positive thoughts and prayers to my dear friend Erin? Her very sweet dog Luna was just recently diagnosed with cancer. Luna was operated on and she is doing well– but maybe she’ll do even better with some thoughts and prayers. Thanks!