At one point in my dream last night, I and a crowd watched Bruce Lee kick a soccer ball into a goal with such force that it created a shockwave. We were all suitably stoked
There was some sort of drama going on with the landscaping of the docks that were suddenly behind my old landlocked apartment.
I was locked in a camping goods store where a guy who was a phone company lineman themed serial killer was very slowly and dramatically discussing the use of his lineman’s knife to two of the employees while I was trying to figure out how to get the jump on him before he used it.
IRL I was always the kind of person with a lot of disparate social circles that didn’t overlap much. (My wedding was a real trip when all these worlds collided).
So I had a dream about hanging out with a bunch of my friends at a bar but like, friends who actually kind of represent different times in my life and wouldn’t ever really be hanging out with me at the same time. Stranger still when two of them decided to hold my hands at the same time and pull me away from the larger group for what sounded like a gossip session
had a dream that i was at some nondescript church event, and somebody brought “pizza” for everybody. this person’s idea of pizza was for us to take a lightly toasted tortilla, top it with some really thick spaghetti noodles, and then top that with shredded cheese. i was last in line. there weren’t enough plates for me, so i had to hold the tortilla directly in my hand, and there was barely any spaghetti left either. i wasn’t particularly offended though, since it hardly seemed appetizing anyway.
(to clarify: the spaghetti was just the noodles — there was no sauce or anything)
Me and a woman were trying to traverse some rural snowy area, but there was a roaming enemy in the form of a seven foot tall Victorian-era debonair vampire type of guy. The woman caught his eye so he started coming after us, so I told her I have a plan and to follow me.
We started skiiing down a slope, and then he caught up and started trying to convince the woman to leave with him, but I kept egging him on to try to keep his attention so the woman could run away. Then he got angry and started attacking. I already had the parry timing memorised, but wasn’t sure if I could pull it off. After a few back and forth blows, I ran away and eventually lost him.
Then I ended up in some house where I had to throw away a bunch of used nappies and empty the trash. There were also some weird inventions that were like disposable toilet pods, they were big like maybe over 1 metre in diameter and the outsides were completely encrusted in shit and stunk to high heaven. I had to close them up and get rid of them, but didn’t want to touch the dirty parts. Some guy said to just put them on their side and roll them into the other room and close the door. I did that, but it felt weird because of all the liquid inside.
Then I saw some kind of news article with an image of the fight I had with the vampire guy, but someone had replaced me with Tommy from Rugrats with photoshop. The headline on the article was “Tommy Pickles is bringing back Western Civilisation”. I was pissed off about it but then I woke up.
hmm, now I am wondering what my subconscious is telling me by having me, a gherkin, replaced with a cartoon pickle
dreamt about a bar that specialised in mixing high quality cream with drinks, whipped, frothed and so on, and now i’m wondering if that exists
dreamed there was a very hazardous production of Guys And Dolls with a ceiling scaffold you had to jump across.
Some sort of weird sitcom/prestige TV hybrid that was like Curb your Enthusiasm mixed with The Sopranos. A small italian man snuck to the fridge at midnight to steal a breadstick, and was crouched in front of the open fridge deciding what sauce to put on the breadstick. He said “that’s it, there we go. Nobody has ever put marinara sauce on a breadstick before. Marinara sauce…” Then behind him, a tiger sneaks up and starts growling, and he makes a sitcom “oops” face.
Living in a group house situation where it’s an odd mix of my current family and old friends, and there’s always changing plans about who’s moving in or out, it’s always night, and frequently I have to go on walks through the city for various errands, always these dense, rundown residential areas with nobody really out.
Transitioning into a dream about being up at the family cabin on a lake, except it’s a totally different lake, and I point out that there are some caves opening up on the opposite shore, only when we check them out, they’re actually giant arches that somebody has ostentatiously carved and there’s a frieze of like a modern American family having a BBQ on them and somebody says “hey that looks like Greg” and this guy, who is clearly the guy on the frieze says “oh, don’t you mean he looks like Doug” and everybody’s all “no, no, he looks like Greg”.
I don’t remember any details other than it was normally accepted that some people have more or less ribs than other people.
Not in like an Adam and Eve kind of way depending on gender or sex, it was just random.
dreamed i was somehow a part of a combination wallace shawn play / discussion group, where we all had to say our lines and then analyse the play from set questions. one of the questions about the characters was “when did they lose the light?” and my response was “they never had it” which caused him to get really mad at me. berated by wallace shawn in a dream
I was at my old house heading downstairs to get some clothes after a shower, when I ran into my dad coming up the stairs. We paused for a moment (because I remembered he died years ago), and he then told me “There are two kinds of good cookies in the world: those with chocolate chips and those with ketchup chips.”
He then laughed and then told me that was just a post he found funny. He then showed me his phone and explained that even if he can’t post (being dead), he can still read the internet.
In Denmark? For some reason. Eating at a restaurant with some friends and I was served some kind of syrupy liquid that nobody else wanted to drink.
I don’t know if it was supposed to have an intoxicating effect on me, but it made everyone seem really annoyed any time I spoke or did anything really. Tho I didn’t feel like I was doing or saying anything out of the ordinary.
A girl I’ve known for a very long time IRL and have always had a crush on was in the dream. I was like why am I annoying everybody? And she was like “It’s the syrup. You do look beautiful, tho”.
Ohhh kay
I had a dream there was a trailer for a Shin Megami Tensei musou game, and at the end, Joker from Persona 5 stepped out of a limo to announce he was coming as DLC
people were discussing how Brian Quest 64 was a transmasc icon
never realized he had such a beautiful full name
After getting back from another dream caused by walking out the door without my keys or wallet I start organizing my bedroom. I notice that the train has a stop in my bedroom, which is convenient, so I catch it, and then realise that I got on without my keys or wallet. I get off at the first stop and walk back through an unfamiliar part of town.
I pissed blood and no one I told was particularly concerned.
Amazing avatar/username/title/post combo.