Skip to comments.Dreams (Vanity)
Posted on 02/26/2008 4:22:56 PM PST by wastedyears
My most recent one went something like this:
I was waiting for my friend, I guess we were going to the beach. I think somebody stuck one of my shoes in sand, mud or cement. Then he shows up with a girl he dated in high school, who is now married.
I was in Manhattan or Brooklyn, going into a store. I would guess something may have happened in there because there were a few cops. I go in, and one of them asks to see ID, don't know why. He leans close, asks if I'm something like 15, I say "No, I'm 22." I open my wallet to take out my license, and it was on the wrong side and reversed. I also happened to have what I guess was a CT concealed carry permit. Upon seeing that, this scholarly cop tells me "This makes you a gunman." I was incredulous at hearing that, but unfortunately before I could correct him, I woke up.
It was odd
I wish my dreams were newsworthy.
Yesterday morning, I had a peculiar and very vivid dream just before waking— me and wife #2 were trying to get settled in my deceased wife’s first house- the one we had together, decades ago.
I couldn’t get Miss Emily’s car parked in the garage- which was rotated 90 degrees from reality- until I realized the garage had two sets of doors, one inside the other, that had to be opened together.
Got the car parked- noticed the kitchen was in the garage— but in the dream, it made sense, because I recalled the house before that was the same way. ( Not in reality- this was some weird dream logic at work... )
And naturally, our now-dead dog Taffy was waiting for us, alive & kicking in the hallway...
My dog continues walking like all was normal but there were literally hundreds of turtles now coming up through the ice and snow all around me. I started running faster to get away. There were turtles everywhere! And I got the feeling that they were laughing at me for some reason. I had to get away and I ran faster and faster. My dog, thinking I was playing, started barking and jumping up on me, slowing me down.
As I approached my car in the parking lot, there were now thousands of turtles on either side of me, in layers, falling all over each other, and all moving in their slow, deliberate way.
I ran to my car, jerked open the door handle, and more turtles started falling all around my feet - my car was jammed packed with live, slithering turtles!
It was at that point that I (thankfully) woke up.
I had nightmares about mufflers and woke up exhausted.
I dreamed that we were winning the war in Iraq but no one cares, George Bush was no longer considered a conservative, the Democrats were voted into Congress because the Republicans weren’t conservative enough, and John McCain, Hillary Clinton, or some black guy from Chicago is going to be our next President.
How’s that for weird?
i stopped to take a nap on a recent long drive. upon falling asleep in my car, i dreamed that i had fallen asleep at the wheel while driving. i woke up screaming with my heart going 300 beats/minute grasping for the wheel. scary stuff.
Dream interpretation: You miss Taffy.
Then I dreamed we started drilling in ANWR and off of all 3 coasts, we started building nuke plants and digging for coal, we even stuck wind farms 100 feet off of Kennedy and Kerry’s former homes on Nantucket.
Then while Israel took care of Iran, we bombed Pakistan, Syria, Saudi Arabia and Venezuela and North Korea, sank a few chi-comm subs and carriers in their pens for warning, and electro-pulsed Moscow, accidentally frying SPutin whilehe played with a fish .
At this point Ohmerde in Israel was put in jail, there was a coup in Israel by religious IDF generals, and the Crapistinians packed up and started marching back to their homes in Egypt and Jordan. As we started to rotate our troops out of stabilized Iraq & Afghanistan, we had 1000 grand parades for them all over America! And then we put the wall on the southern border.
And then I woke up.
That doesn’t sound too far-fetched. =)
I dreamed that Bing Crosby was speaking seriously to a room full of nuns. The nuns were watching a cat play under Bing Crosby’s straw hat on the mantel behind him. The nuns’ laughter sounded like tinkling bells. It was very sweet.
My dream involve lots and lots of Swedish girls...
Then these guys show up yodeling and mess up everything
I'd leave an offering of corn at that pond next time I go by if I were you.
Several years ago, the Wampanoag Chief Walking Turtle died.(Really.)
The other night I dreamed that Hillary was trying to convince me to vote for her and she was like about 8 months pregnant! Talk about a nightmare.
Whose kid was it?
I purposely shift away from the wheel when I’m car-napping.
Well, I dreamed....daydreamed, actually, that my user name was backhoe. I envy you your name!
So very much- she was the baby I can never have...
It's funny you should mention that
( because I wish the origin of my screen name here had some sort of lyrical interpretation-- yours is quite euphonious... )
When I tried to sign up, every SN I had used, in being online since 1981, had been taken... I had just come in, from welding brackets on my backhoe ( yes, I had one, back then ) and in frustration typed in
Tarnation! It went through, and ever since then, I've been THEG.
( The Heavy Equipment Guy )
THEG, gating back out, in to Cyberspace, and the Dreamtime...
backhoe, I didn’t realize your loss was so recent. I wouldn’t have mentioned it so soon. You really do miss Taffy and you have my sympathy. God bless you.
And he's so full of life, and wonder at being a puppy- but yes, we miss our "beloved," and sometimes I'd swear I catch a flash of white, just out of sight.
We didn’t get into that. I was more worried about being seen in her company.