Posted on 02/01/2011 9:16:21 PM PST by Charles Henrickson
Freud would have a field day with the DUmmies. They put the "Id" into "Idiot." Today we explore "Dreams from Our DUmmies," here in this THREAD, "Any reoccuring themes in your dreams? I have a few. One is a casino." So let us now enter the FUnnie yet Freudian world of The Mind of the DUmmie, in R.E.M. R.E.D., while the commentary of your humble guest correspondent, Charles Henrickson, wondering how Freud would interpret a beaver with a cigar, is in the [brackets]:
Any reoccuring themes in your dreams?
[Yes, I dream I forget the word "recurring."]
I have a few. One is a casino at the end of the lake my cottage is on. Of course there is not a casino in rural Quebec, it is just there in my dreams.
[Casino Rurale.]
I don't actually enjoy casinos. I am always trying to get to it. It is really posh.
{There's a bouncer there outside the casino. Kind of chubby. Bald head. Talks my ear off. He goes on and on, telling me about fire ants and indictments and Kevin Spacey. In my dream, even, I begin to fall asleep. . . .]
I dream that a whole bunch of people are at my house and I realize that there's little to feed them.
[Then PJ-Comix shows up with a bunch of coupons.]
I dream that we are moving out of a place and I can't possibly get everything organized, packed, cleaned, etc.
[It's amazing how much stuff can accumulate in a basement!]
I have another series of dreams related to my hobby/business of buying and selling antiques and vintage items.
[Translation: Drug paraphernalia from the early '70s.]
Storms. . . .
[Perfect ROVIAN Storms!]
starting a new job.
[Starting a job?? That would be a DUmmie's worst nightmare!]
I have tons of recurring themes. I tallied them up once and there were more than 20. Since then my brain has added more.
[As of this moment, DUmmie Brickbat has 23.7 recurring themes.]
the basement of my grandma's house where I endured a traumatic event as a child.
[She asked me to do a chore.]
a frat house at my alma mater.
[Phi Beta DUmmie.]
Do the ones about long, wide trains just barely squeezing into dark tunnels count?
[benburch checks in.]
Being half-naked in public. . . .
[C'mon, ben, let somebody else have a turn!]
I also dream about sort of half-flying/half leaping... like the basketball team on Flubber, only the length of a football field. That is a fun dream.... it's like "wooooooohooooo!!!! Look what I can do!
[Freudianschade, baby!!]
trying desperately to make a phone call and for one reason or another I'm completely unable to do so. Fingers slip. . . .
[A Freudian slip.]
I'd always have trouble walking. Like I was struggling against a stiff wind or trying to walk through thick molasses. In my dream, the only way I can propel myself forward is to turn around and walk backwards.
[Walk like an naitpygE . . .]
Wimminses!
[Well, we know THAT can't be ben!]
A certain woman, bridges, tornadoes, and fighting. . . .
[Will Pitt shares his favorite Bobo the Hobo fantasy.]
School nightmare A: can't find the class
School nightmare B: haven't been to class all term, and now, towards the end know I have to find it to pass.
School nightmare C: I need to complete another class or two to finish high school, even though I've already finished college.
[School nightmare DU: Will Pitt is my history teacher.]
Mystery town by the sea.
Familiar mall or street scene with lots of great bars. . . .
Wonderful bouncing leads to flying.
[Boston. Bukowski's. Bald Bouncer Pitt sends me flying out the door.]
Zombies....and my teeth falling out. . . .
[Zambonies....and my teeth falling out. . . . It's a hockey dream.]
another is failure
[The DUmmie metanarrative.]
I'm not a psychologist, but my mother was one and I devoured her books when I was a teenager. . . .
[I told you Freud would have a field day with this bunch!]
Black mall. Everything's black marble--floors, steps, walls, ceilings.
[Why, I think I can come up with an interpretation for that one: YOU'RE A RACIST!]
1. First day of high school and don't know how I will get there (we had to take public transportation).
2. Someone stole my car.
3. Riding a bus on a long round-about route and never reaching my destination.
[Is that you, DUmmie stevenumbers?]
Seeing my dogs who are long-gone. They are playing on a hill and won't come when I call them.
[You miss the Blue Dogs on Capitol Hill. You liked kicking them.]
Class reunion.
[This was actually about a DU meet-up. That would give anyone nightmares!]
Budge was a “he.”
Well, that’s embarrassing...God bless and comfort HIS family at this time....and God rest HIS soul.
*blushing*
I kept a real life Gollum in chicken wings via coupons but will write up that story later in The Coupon Whisperer.
Later this year marks the 20 year anniversary of my full beard.
RIP Budge.
Another one gone....
I have pretty often have the same type school dreams.
I usually wake up pretty tired after one.
Anyways, I have vivid dreams every night.
It is exhausting.
Most of them take place in this giant light colored brick building,
This building houses a modern mall, a Las Vegas style hotel, My High School, The college that i’m apparently attending and my old field service job.
To get to this building i travel down a road that at first starts suburban then gradually turns urban, around 3/4 down there are brightly lit honkey tonk bars and closed up businesses.
My journey doesn't end there though. I have to take a right and go through neighborhoods and yards, Often get lost then finally find the ultra-building.
when i get there it is always cloudy and raining with this huge elevated rail system surrounding it and connected to it.
There is also a underground parking Garage where i park my old 87 Supra Turbo.
Anyways, Usually due to circumstances beyond my control i’m either f’ing up in HS, F’ing up at college, F’ing up at my job, Having a LV or cruise Vacation go bad or shopping and finding what i want is out of stock. all in this one building.
Sometimes i find my Supra being trashed, Other times i find myself driving the Toyota on top of the elevated tracks in the rain for some reason.
Yea, i REALLY look forward to going to sleep tonight....
I think some of these DUmmies are confusing dreams with drug induced hallucinations.
I fear I may never make the top 10 or top business 10...
[Yes, I dream I forget the word "recurring."]
Do DUmmies ever talk about REAL news?
[Starting a job?? That would be a DUmmie's worst nightmare!]
The reason DUmmies don't want jobs, is that then they would have to pay TAXES.
Charles, you crack me up!
School nightmare A: can’t find the class
School nightmare B: haven’t been to class all term, and now, towards the end know I have to find it to pass.
School nightmare C: I need to complete another class or two to finish high school, even though I’ve already finished college.
That sounds like Mr. Superego...
I've had this one, over and over. In mine I haven't been to class all year (I forgot I had the class) and now I have to take the final. It's scary until I finally wake myself up and realize I graduated years ago.
Eating some cheeses are suppose to give weird dreams. I’ve tried some and do seem to dream deeper and stranger dreams. Google “stilton cheese dreams” sometime.
Are they playing poker?
I'd always have trouble walking. Like I was struggling against a stiff wind or trying to walk through thick molasses. In my dream, the only way I can propel myself forward is to turn around and walk backwards.
I've actually had these dreams myself. The flying one is because I think every man dreams of flight...the second one is probably due to a problem I am having in life that is particularly troubling to overcome.
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