I dreamed about jjreason last night

[Ran]

Same here. One of the few things I remember about my dreams is that the toys are distorted. I've had a couple now where current stores like WM or Target are carrying some sort of Star Wars toys that are a hybrid of modern and vintage.

[Senor JabbaJohnL]

I haven't had many figure-related dreams recently but I have had several over the years. They pretty much always involve really weird figures that, in the dream, I assume are customs that someone returned to the store and then I get frustrated or confused that they're carrying them. Usually the stores are really big but they're usually different. It's weird. But I guess that's what you get for spending untold thousands of dollars on this stuff over time.

[anarky]

I had one last night. I went to a college reunion, only it was only three people, and it was the two Mormons I knew in high school (with whom I did not go to college) and their mom. We drove along a main road in town, which looked nothing like I remembered. Two old strip malls had been torn down to make way for a dense wilderness preserve; even though this was a major highway, it became a dirt road. The wilderness park butted up against an O'Henry's restaurant, where we went in, and the waiter brought us a bun with a tomato on it, so his manager would think we'd ordered and wouldn't know he was letting us get away with not eating.

The best part of the dream is when he took my order, I said, "Given that my traveling companions are all Mormons, I would like a beer, and could you pour some coffee in it? Oh, and I would like it to be served by a gay waiter."

[mabudon]

I keep having this weird dream where me and Cappy take this weird rambling busride to various unremarkable places in the eastern US- nothing really "dream weird" happens in it, but the odd part is that I can never recall when or even if I had the "original" dream, so as it stands, I'll be having whatever dream and an element in that dream will remind "dream me" of our weird east-coast tour and then "dream me" will get super confused, I recall fragments (which are never the same, often switching from winter to summer, day to night etc) but even the dream me doesn't know whether it was a dream or something that really happened, it's odd but by no means frightening

I had a very vivid hilarious dream that didn't involve any forumites a few months back that I didn't report but still remember... (I think I told Ran about it)

Me and Elf were at her parents house for the weekend, on sunday we were going to have them drive us and her brother back here (it's about a 2 hour drive)
We planned on getting some beer when we hit town here (beer store closes at 5 PM) but by the time we got underway I realized we were going to show up to a beer-less situation (bad when me and Elfs bro are in the same place)

As I pondered, I remembered we had bought shitloads of beer and left them at her parents place- so about halfway into the drive I devised a plan- I snuck out the back of the jeep and went to her parents fridge to get some of the beer we left behind (I even remember making sure the bottles I took were indeed all ones we'd bought, leaving her parents stash untouched)

Once I filled the bag I closed the fridge and turned to rejoin the jeep, and when I got to the front door I realized that I was about 100 km away from the jeep that was moving 100 KM/h and was hit by "how do I get back in the damn jeep??"

I thought for a second then figured I'd just retrace my steps, go back the same way I got here- only upon deciding that, I was hit with the realization that I could not recall any details about how I accomplished it in the first place- at which point I called bullshit on it as being a dream and woke up instantly still shaking my head

[vynsane]

so i usually don't remember my dreams, but this one was awesome.

i was a regular cast member on SNL and my signature thing was my walken impression. the skit i did was me, interviewing christopher walken AS christopher walken, but the REAL christopher walken was played by a black guy. then i was featured during the end credits.

[Ran]

That's better than what I had the other night. I had a series of weird dreams that woke me up around 3:30AM. The only one I remember was the "time for the final exam I didn't study for" dream. It was complete with places I've never been and strange architecture.

[anarky]

I've had a semi-recurring dream for years. Either I'm still in high school, and it's the last day, and I remember I haven't been to my second period since the first day of class, simply because I forgot about it. (Never mind how impossible it would be to forget an entire period.) And I'm so behind, I'm going to fail. (And it's never really my high school, though occasionally teachers from every level of school are there.) Or I go back to visit my college, and find out there's one paper I didn't turn in, or one seminar I didn't attend, or something, and they're going to take back my degree.

It'd be cool if someone knew the real (read: not bullshit) reason so many people have dreams almost exactly like that.

Anyway, last night was one of those random "you're having sex with everyone for no reason" dreams. At one point, there was this person who was a guy if you looked at his back, and turned into this Halle Berry looking woman from behind. (As in s/he actually changed genders, not some weird trick of the light.) So I said, "Fuck it, bitch, we're doing it doggystyle, and you'd better not turn around." Then me and my wife (since, in these weird dreams, she never cares) go to this house in the countryside, and I start fucking this girl who is there, and Mrs A tells me she might not be legal, so I pull out a sharpie and add a year to her age on her driver's license. Then Mrs A and I are wondering what to do next, and I say, "Let's go the White House and take turns fucking Michelle!" I don't remember any specifics after that point. (Well, after we nonchalantly stroll into the White House and do just that.)

[anarky]

Interesting. I don't remember that one.

I did have a doozy of a dream starring mabs last night, which might take a bit to write out. It was a continent-spanning epic involving video games, bad movies, a cultish church, and forgotten passports. I'll try to have it churned out by this evening.

[mabudon]

fucking excellent, can't wait for that- I did meet Jedipartner in Cleveland and ride in his car back to Niagara in real life last week, maybe that coupled with the "supermoon" was the trigger

[anarky]

I might have to do it in parts--I can remember an unusual amount of the dream.

It starts out when I decide to visit mabudon one Friday evening for reasons that I'm not sure of. He lives in Canada, in a big, generic suburban two-storey house with his parents, stereotypical middle-aged WASPS, and sister, a virgin and professional porn fluffer. I get there, and it turns out it's Mabu-Con. Three guys who share their first names with Rocketboy, Rollo, and JJ are there, but they're not actually them. Everyone's eating pizza and discussing whether to rent a movie (much like when I was in high school, hanging out with friends), and then mabs says he has the new Mortal Kombat game. He asks if I want to play, and, even though I was talking with everyone a couple of minutes earlier, I think, "Cool, now I can do something, because I don't know anyone but [mabudon]." He gets out the game, and I can see immediately it's the Canadian version, because the name is "Mortal Koumbat." And he hands me an XBox controller, which is inverted, again because it's Canadian. I'm having a really tough time playing because of this, so I give the controller to [the guy with the same name as Rollo], who's sort of a dicky Justin Timberlake-esque blonde. He (and, previously, me) were playing as a woman named Queen, and mabs is some dude who looks like Liu Kang with an afro. (There's not a single actual Mortal Kombat character in the game.) They're both just punching each other, and I say something like, "I've never seen an even match in Mortal Kombat before! Normally one guy beats the shit out the other with special moves." [Rollo's namesake] pauses the game so he can cuss me out for making such a huge social error, then proceeds to keep playing. Mabs beats him, and it's revealed the woman is called Queen because she's actually a beehive in the shape of a woman. [Rollo's namesake] is mad and threatens to start a real fight because I threw off his game, but mabs' mother comes in and tells us it's time for church....

[anarky]

Mabs is instantly in a suit, and we go to church. "Going to church" involves lining up in an enormously long line and walking a hell of a long way. I first see mabs' sister at this point, and he's telling me how she's a fluffer, but won't go "all the way." The line wraps around a shopping center, and into a bunch of pews sitting in a circle in a parking lot. We all sit. I realize I've somehow gotten separated from everyone but mabs' mom. I figure I can find them again and start looking around. Someone hands me a bulletin. I think, "This is annoying, but at least church shouldn't be more than an hour." Then I realize the bulletin is several hundred pages long. This is going to be a long night. I realize I'll have to spend the night in Canada right as everyone stands. They start singing. I can't understand the hymnal, because it's written in Canadian. (I have no idea why that was such a theme.) As they sing, the line begins moving again, down a suburban street, past a stoplight, beside a cow pasture, and into the middle of nowhere. Then into an office building that is for some reason in the middle of nowhere. The office workers join in the hymn, which seems like it will never end. I can't see anyone, but suddenly mabs' sister is there, dressed as an office worker. I decide to ask her where everyone else got to....

[anarky]

And (unfortunately, the details are getting fuzzy since I didn't write this down immediately and I'm probably missing some details), I suddenly realize that it's going to be a sleepover, since it's getting late, and mabs' family hasn't gone home from church yet. I wonder how I'm supposed to let him know that I won't be at his birthday party the next day, since I have to be home by midnight. (Never mind that this makes no fucking sense, since I was going to his birthday party anyway.)

[vynsane]

two cats attacked a squirrel and broke its toe. i shooed the cats away and picked up the squirrel, who said, in my daughter's voice, "i'm such a bad squirrel, i broke my toe".

i had to bring it to someone's house - i don't know who this someone was, or was representing, but this person was played by christopher lloyd in full "doc brown" form. for some reason the path to doc brown's house was blocked, so i had to carry this crying squirrel through a church. i woke up before i got to doc brown's house.

the weird part is, my daughter had a dream that two of our cats got out of the house and were missing. she even called one of their names out in her sleep.

[Rollo Tomassi]

I had a dream the other night where I was a key witness in some court case, and the defense attorneys were representing some huge multinational. I don't remember the specifics. But they weren't going to pay this hispanic girl for something that they had done(again, I don't remember the specifics.) Anyway, knowing they were dirty underhanded fuckers, I gave my testimony and deliberately fabricated part of it. Which got them all excited, I could tell, because it gave them some kind of argument to build their case around. And then they built there case around it. Then when I got called back up, I recanted. I was all "Whoops. Sorry yer honor. I misremembered the original facts of the case. Mea culpa." And the judge was like, "you know that's perjury right? You're gonna get into trouble." And I said "I know that and I'm prepared to accept the consequences. I feel really bad about it and all." Then the defense guys got super pissed because their argument was fucked, based on my misleading testimony. And they couldn't go back to their original argument because it contradicted the new argument (which had already been entered into the case as a matter of record). Which made them look like assholes. So they lost the case and had to pay up, and everybody in the audience cheered.

[anarky]

I dreamed I was watching Dinosaur Train with my daughter, and the local station had apparently lost bits and pieces of the episode and had to swap in things from a previously unaired pilot episode that was rather unlike the show as it is. I'll tell y'all, since I know there are some DT fans here.

The opening theme song was identical, which is weird since the kids were different and the theme names them. Well, it was sort of the same. Where the normal song ends, this went on for another two minutes, singing about the parts of the Dinosaur Train as the camera panned over a CG model of the station at Dinotown (obviously not in the actual show).

The Pteranodon family was Dad, Mom, and Buddy, who were identical to the normal versions. The other kids were Beauty, Honey, and Helena. Beauty and Honey were almost interchangeable girly-girls. Helena was mostly like Tiny, but a tomboy who wanted to grow up and be a master of disguise. The family's reason for riding the Dinosaur Train everywhere was not to find out what Buddy was, but to solve mysteries throughout time, because Helena was a member of a New York detective agency that had not bothered to check her resume and find that she was a pterosaur child from millions of years ago.

The Dinosaur Train, obviously, went to far more points than the Mesozoic Era. Stations in non-dinosaur times were sort of like the Hogwarts Express, on magically-hidden platforms in normal train stations. The pilot had them solving a Jack the Ripper-style murder case in 1960s New Orleans. Some more adult humor came about during a parade, when Beauty and Honey discovered people would throw beads at them if they opened their wings like they were flashing people.

There was a Cobra-like terrorist organization that was somehow behind all the mysteries, and tried to thwart the Pteranodon family at every turn. I say they were "Cobra-like" because the leader had a dark hood and talked like Christopher Latta, and the three minions shown included a guy with a metal head, a master of disguise in a brown hood, and a woman with glasses. The master of disguise fellow (who was given a mundane name like "Roy") was responsible for stranding the Pteranodon family in New Orleans when he used a hologram to make it look like the Dinosaur Train was a normal Amtrak, and all the dinosaurs were humans. (He made Mr. Conductor look like Kris Kristofferson.)