I had a dream where I was in a tiny college dorm kitchen, many stories up in an incredibly tall tower at sundown. In the dream, I was REALLY stoned. In this intense violet sunset light, I was standing in front of a stovetop, using a big wooden spoon to stir a pot of room temperature water with a live octopus swimming in it. The octopus splashed a little water out of the pot and I thought, “I’m too high for this,” and then woke up stone cold sober.
Through a series of events accidentally made the mermaids into US citizens, and because of this was legally required to overdub Roger Moore in A View to a Kill. The dream ended before I found out what the FCC stopped the mermaids from doing to keyboards.
This was a few weeks ago, but I had a dream that @daphaknee and I were at some party but we were like, working the party. We kept having to go down this sketchy elevator into some cellar to get wine or whatever.
You had to connect jumper cables to some box that threw sparks everywhere every time you wanted to ride the elevator.
At one point, @Father.Torque was uh… having a shootout with someone else.
Later my parents showed up and started doing hard drugs and trying to get everyone else to do hard drugs and everyone started acting really lame. We even commented on how lame they were being while working this stupid party.
i dreamed i was watching a documentary on the early years of elon musk, which stated his real name was mark lester (of class of 1984 fame?) but that he was encouraged by a macho life coach to change it bc it was “too irish”
I had the most blatant dream interpretation-bait dream I’ve ever had last night. I was in my regular bedroom, but the snake’s cage was empty and I knew in my dream that he had died and I had been putting off cleaning his cage up. I decided it was time to finally move on, and I went over to clean it but there were two snakes with identical coloration to my snake, but much smaller, inside. My girlfriend entered the room and I told her, ‘Look! I’m going to keep them.’ One of our cats jumped into the cage with the snakes and I knew he was going to eat them both. I wanted to save them, but thought, ‘There’s no possible way I can hold both snakes at once. I’ll swallow one quick, and then, when the cat is gone, I will vomit it back up.’ I swallowed one of the snakes and held the other while my girlfriend removed the cat from the room. I put the snake I was holding back in the cage and attempted to throw up the other snake, but I didn’t feel sick enough to do it. I thought, ‘I can probably wait a little bit. Stomach acid doesn’t work that quickly,’ and took a 5 minute break before attempting again. This time I managed to vomit the snake partly up, but it was coming out tail first, and, when I grabbed it with my hands to pull it out, it started fighting against me to crawl back down my throat. I couldn’t hold it and it slithered back into my stomach. I spent the rest of the dream giving very half-hearted attempts at throwing up. I decided I was sad and needed to take a bath, so I went to a dark room with a bathtub in it at the end of a very dark hallway. The floor was covered in large baskets. I filled the tub but it overflowed and water ran down the hallway. My girlfriend came in and yelled at me to the effect of ‘If you can’t do it without flooding the apartment, you shouldn’t take baths!’ I drained the tub and attempted to fill it again. This time, I stopped well short of overflowing and got in. The water was lukewarm and I wanted it to be hot, so I turned on the hot water and rested my chin on the side of the tub. A few moments later, I noticed water was flowing down the hall again, but I thought, ‘As long as none of the baskets float down the hall, I can probably get away with my girlfriend not noticing.’ Predicably, one of the baskets started floating down the hall. My girlfriend came in and wasn’t mad, but announced it was time to go to bed. She turned off the spout and the bathtub and I were immediately bone dry. I noticed that the bathtub was rather oversized and the inside was lined with black velvet like a coffin, and I thought, ‘Oh right, we sleep in the bathtub. It was rude of me to try to take a bath so close to bedtime.’ My girlfriend climbed into the tub and lay directly on top of me and I woke up
a perfect Sunday evening
first section of the dream was a guess based on working rock camp, a bunch of running round in a school trying to make things work. then we did karaoke in the hall with @drastic_bb’s friends + mara. someone was singing the Smiths and a bunch of people didn’t know it. someone who might’ve been my partner’s childhood sweetheart and might have been our fancy policy mate was like “what is wrong with these yanks” and i was like “get this – they don’t even know the Go-Betweens!” and he was like “so we gotta act like girls?” and i nodded and scooted to the bathroom like a dog w worms. then i bolted awake needing to piss
I had invented a brand-new form of revolutionary medicine, the implications of which had only now begun to spread across the news network and the internet.
The pressures of having to control this in some way so it wouldn’t cause a world-wide disaster were absolutely crushing me to dust. This somehow worked up my anxiety to the point where I woke up, as my senses came to me, thought:
“God, why do I have to host a brand new form of revolutionary medicine? I’ll never be able to handle th- oh wait none of this makes sense, I’m a hack, phew!!”
Dreamed I was moving out of a dorm with a friend of mine, except when I came back for the last 2 boxes there was some cretin who was hopped up on speed who had rearranged the room. He was apologizing and crying while also popping speed pills and I was very annoyed. I took the last two boxes and me and my friend decended a glass elevator. A woman saw my friend in the glass elevator and they both talked and I remembered how i just give off the worst vibes everytime im out and no one talks to me
anyway 180 degrees from this is a wall mural which i have tried to reproduce here
I was at a party in a larger version of a used bookstore that used to be in Ann Anbor, and the girl I had a giant crush on my freshman year of high school was there and made me a burger out of vegetarian sausage.
Then I went to an outdoor show at some sort of warehouse complex where Mrs. Paintbrush was opening for Ice T and he was killing it with some song about Mesopotamian gods.
i dreamed the woodsmen from twin peaks were chopping up women and imprisoning their souls in “orbs” which were essentially just consumer-grade videogame cartridges. and my reaction in the dream was to go “yes, of course.”
I had a dream I was being given a tour of a University laboratory on some kind of a field trip (work? school? Timelines Unclear) and they had these awesome widescreen CRTs. Most of the dream was me conceiving of/bumbling my way through a plan to steal one. I knew games would look sick on them.
Honestly I do sometimes regret not snagging one of those CRT HDTVS in the brief window of their existence. But then I think about having to move one of those things around and I figured it’s probably for the best that I abstained.
Had a dream I found a big dog named Bandit that was so detailed I think I could write a whole short story about it. In addition to the name tag Bandit had a picture of an old bearded man with a caption that said “this is my best friend” and the phone number of a dive bar on the other side
was going through pantry when i came on a loaf of bread in a plastic bag, it was a deep blue and i assumed it was just really moldy- but actually moldy bread doesnt turn THAT blue, and on further inspection reading the fine print near the nutrition label, there was mention it was part of a promotion for a new sonic game
I think I had another one of those “dream isn’t working properly, need to debug the code” dreams
Had a dream there was an SB European meetup and everyone was very attractive and French.
I arrvied and promptly realised my GCSE French would not be enough to converse with anybody meaningfully about Mr Driller.
Shouting into the void: “Monsieur Foreur!”
I dreamed I was moving into a new apartment with my current roommate. This tiny cat kept popping up randomly throughout the dream. Suddenly the cat was the room, playing on the floor, and I went up to it to pet it, and it lashed out at me and dug its claw into my bicep, and when I tried to push it away, its arm came off. It was screaming, writhing, and I was there yelling at my roommate with this cat’s arm dangling off my arm, “Ally, what should we do?! Should we take it to the hospital?!” and she was cowering in fear and disgust.
I had a dream I hiked with Jeff Vandermeer, and we discovered a colony of feral cats that had adopted a mostly-aquatic lifestyle. Then I dreamed about tweeting at him about the dream.
Very briefly dreamed that i was a detective named Chotto Matte.
I blame listening to music from Lupin III before going to sleep.
