Weird Dreams

Ultimate Houde said:
My recurring dream isn't that nice.

I wake up, and I'm forty. I roll over, and tell my wife I'm going to take the dog for a walk. The wife is never the same, always different, but never looking like a girl that I'm going out with at the time.

She tells me okay, and that she'll have a breakfast waiting for me when I get back, because it is my birthday.

I take the dog for a walk (unlike the wife, the same dog every time, a black and white Siberian Husky). We cross a street in front of a church, and I get hit by a car. The car is different as well, usually a car I've driven in the previous day.

Then I wake up.

Not fun at all.
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You're living in a J.J. Abrams show.
 
Ultimate Houde said:
My recurring dream isn't that nice.

I wake up, and I'm forty. I roll over, and tell my wife I'm going to take the dog for a walk. The wife is never the same, always different, but never looking like a girl that I'm going out with at the time.

She tells me okay, and that she'll have a breakfast waiting for me when I get back, because it is my birthday.

I take the dog for a walk (unlike the wife, the same dog every time, a black and white Siberian Husky). We cross a street in front of a church, and I get hit by a car. The car is different as well, usually a car I've driven in the previous day.

Then I wake up.

Not fun at all.
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Just never get a Siberian Husky and you'll be fine.
 
Ultimate Houde said:
My recurring dream isn't that nice.

I wake up, and I'm forty. I roll over, and tell my wife I'm going to take the dog for a walk. The wife is never the same, always different, but never looking like a girl that I'm going out with at the time.

She tells me okay, and that she'll have a breakfast waiting for me when I get back, because it is my birthday.

I take the dog for a walk (unlike the wife, the same dog every time, a black and white Siberian Husky). We cross a street in front of a church, and I get hit by a car. The car is different as well, usually a car I've driven in the previous day.

Then I wake up.

Not fun at all.
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You're always exactly 40 or just 40-ish?
 
I had another weird dream.

Me and my family were on vacation somewhere in a small town. This town was slowly dying (as in, becoming less properous, not as a living entity) and the house we stayed in had several holes in it.

Eventually, something came up and the entire town had to be evacuated. I don't remember the specific reason, something to do with a virus. In any case, some other people came to our house to use the sink, as the water had been cut off everywhere else. While the rest of my family was packing, I was finished earlier then expected, and while waiting for them, I started drawing a picture. (This part was particularly weird, as I hate drawing due to my lack of talent in it.) I had barely started when we had to leave and the drawing was left behind.

I had a moment of sorts with my dad, who told me I would have to take his place if anything happened to him.

Then, after an exciting car chase out of the town, I looked behind us to see the town destroyed in a nuclear explosion.

It then had an epilouge of sorts where I returned to the town years later to find the drawing. Nothing but ash.
 
I went roof-running again last night. It was brilliant. So free. I started out after a bit of dreaming that I don't really remember..., and went into this alleyway next to a restaurant patio near my house that I've always liked the look of and wanted to go down explore but didn't actually realize I felt one way or another about it until last night. I just climbed up onto a fence, onto a roof, and started running from there, up and down all these staircases and rooves and ledges that crissed and crossed all over the block and presumably onto the next one. I even went into people's apartments through windows, after which I'd go through the whole thing, up some stairs, and exit onto more rooftops and keep going. One apartment in particular was like this gorgeous multi-floor stair-based mansion. There were people inside that I actually chased and terrorized. I was totally aware I was dreaming the whole time and thinking of all of this, and was particularly impressed at the beautiful stair-partment I'd invented.

The whole thing was basically a lucid dream that wnet on for hours. I hung out with this friend-who-is-a-girl of mine because I haven't seen her in years and really wanted to and it was great. We ran all over the place and went into all these 90s-type convenience stores and tried different flavours of slushie.

Later in the dream we sort of said goodbye and she walked off and I decided to try and find her again for a minute but then I ran into a bunch of people in my old elementary school yard and quickly decided to just let her go live her own life and I was caught up in some sort of M. Night Shymalan-like event that had people making these big hysterical groups and travelling all over the city, including to some stadiums and parks. I just thought it was funny because I knew it was a lucid dream, but I also got caught up in the whole thing and it was really exciting.

It was a great lucid dream. I basically did everything I'd usually want to do in one, except for flying, but the roof-running generally made up for that.
 
I had a very odd dream last night.

Remember that episode of Batman where he's stuck in a dream machine and he realizes it only when he can't read anything? It was pretty similar, only I figured it out by picking up a copy of Uncle Tom's cabin and seeing Barack Obama on the cover.

...yes, I am fully aware of the unfortunate implications of that.

Also, Moonmaster changed his avatar to that creepy puppet guy from the Misadventures of Flapjack.
 
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Grocer Man said:
I had a very odd dream last night.

Remember that episode of Batman where he's stuck in a dream machine and he realizes it only when he can't read anything? It was pretty similar, only I figured it out by picking up a copy of Uncle Tom's cabin and seeing Barack Obama on the cover.

...yes, I am fully aware of the unfortunate implications of that.

Also, Moonmaster changed his avatar to that creepy puppet guy from the Misadventures of Flapjack.
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I love that episode, blew my mind as a kid
 
I was at some sort of ski-resort place with my family and a few of my close friends early this afternoon. High, white walls with big posters here and there, it was very nice. It was mid-to-late winter and kind of cold with just the occasional patches of snow on things and all the wooden decks were damp and it was pretty muddy.

Parts of the place were sort of future-themed and there was a big poster pointing down a hallway that said "What's The Matter, MCFLY, Not Up To The CHALLENGE? Games Room ->" and I went down it to find myself crossing a bridge/balcony overlooking some indoor tennis/squash courts on my left, through an archway, onto another bridge/balcony overlooking an indoor floor hockey game. People were standing along the edge watching both games. On my right were two boys, about 10 years old, played a game of foosball with a nice, light-coloured and unpainted wooden foosball table. On old man was sitting near them on a stool and asked what kind of wood the foosball table was made out of. One of the boys said "nutboard", to which his friend playing him said "Nutboard? You wanna see NUTBOARD? I'M NUTBOARD! WAW!", slapping one of the poles causing his played to spinning around vigourously. I laughed at this one-liner and he saw me laugh and laugh too.

I left and went back and the next part involved me composing a christmas card for my sister using some sort of automated christmas-card-poem-writing-and-printing vending machine that people were lined up at. It cost two dollars to use and I didn't have it but I prayed for a miracle and quickly found a toonie(Canadian 2-dollar coin, insert lazily written joke) in my pocket.

During this I saw my best friend and his girlfriend walking across a clearing in on one of the muddy, dirt-and-snow fields, but wanted to finish the card before going over to meet with them.
 
As mentioned on Twitter, I had a dream the other night where I was reading a book about the ghosts of two hard-partying but snobbishly intellectual college students who were haunting a frat house and trying to help the college football team's newest player, a guy who got into a big school on a football scholarship but is finding that he's not smart enough to relate to all the kids who go to the school. I'm totally going to write that book for real.

I had a dream last night where there were a bunch of cops outside out on the street and they were raiding my neighbors house. I could see a bunch of tough looking cops beating up a guy and then snapping his neck. Then they started knocking on our door and I had to wake up my mom and tell her what was going on, because I was afraid that if we didn't respond quickly enough they would do what they did to the other guy.

Damn Gotham P.D.
 
I had dream where we were all together coming to see a movie. I can't remember what it was now. A lot of the UCers were in costume, namely E, who was in a black and yellow costume with a helmet. Then as we were going to take our seats, Joe Quesada was in there giving out papers to join a cooking class, where Doom quickly grabbed a sheet.
 
Ultimate Houde said:
I had a dream involving Naruto Mindbending headbands, junior high students, and a T-Rex.

I think zombies where involved at one point as well.
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see based on the t rex alone i would think that was a cool dream
however, i also thought that Journey To The Center Of The Earth 3D would be fine JUST because there is a T rex in it.






i was very wrong.

see that was the deal sealer:
"how can we go to the cinema? we`ve seen everything thats on!"
"journey to the center of the earth has a t rex in it....."
"lets go"
 
So last night I had this dream where one of Houde's friend's (the one I met at the movies on Friday) was walking around as Green Lantern. He had the Golden Age Green Lantern cloak with the modern day GL suit. And actually, I think he walked around as a sheriff as one point, too.. Anyways, the friend would walk around not knowing where to go, and kept leaving somewhere just to come back.

Then suddenly Houde and I were going somewhere in his car, and I saw a woman (in her car) apologize to 'the sheriff' as she pulled to the side and the cop car came through and stopped in front of a building. More cops showed up and all got out of their cars quickly and hid behind their doors while pointing their guns at a window from the building.

Turns out there was a sniper there.

I have no freaking idea why, but Houde stopped in the parking lot across the building and then we both got out the car. Yeah, we did. Suddenly the sniper sees us and shoots at me.

But here's the kicker: I got shot with a freaking food can in the back of my neck! A can of food!!! And as soon as the can hit me, I woke up to see it was only 6 am. and stayed awake since.
 
Had two really, really weird dreams recently.

In one, I was in my bathroom and I was trying to chase down these creepy little monsters that were invading. I saw a long scaley tail sticking out of the ceiling and I grabbed it, but was afraid to pull on it because I knew whatever it was would come crashing through the ceiling. I pulled it anyway and it was a sort of yellow lizard thing. It's main body was five or six inches long and it had stubby little legs. It didn't seem to have a face, but a sort of opening near the front of its head. In its anger, the skin pulled backwards across it's head and revealed a rounded metal thing that essentially looked like rounded pliers.

Now, there's something about this that I didn't realize until I woke up but it hit me right away. The lizard actually looked a lot like something quite....Freudian, with it's body's shape and the skin pulling back and all.

What I'm saying is...it was an uncircumcised penis lizard.

I don't know what this means, but I'm not sure if I want to find out.

I had a crowbar with me and I for some reason put in between the lizard's plier head. It snapped the bar in half, so I knew to avoid that. I tried to hit it, but I couldn't break through it's hide, which felt like steel. I held it away from me and went into my living room and spoke to the head of the monster hunt, Talking Heads frontman David Byrne. (I'd been listening to his and Brian Eno's new album and reading up on him on Wikipedia.) He told me that there was a flamethrower around somewhere and that that should do the trick. That's about where I woke up.

Dream #2: I'm on an island that looks suspiciously like a level from a Zelda game and I'm on a mission that is suspiciously like something from a Zelda game. I find a series of caves which I'm aware are filled to the brim with crazy Goblins.

I meet a girl who I went to school with and she doesn't know why she's there. We walk around until the goblins show up and kidnap her. Now I have to go find her. I'm so mad at their audacity that I just charge into one big cave where they're all sleeping. They look like Orcs from The Lord of the Rings and they're really vividly real looking. They're all wearing people clothes for some reason too, t-shirts and jeans and stuff. I walk across a pile of them and go right to the middle of the room. I randomly pick one up by his big ear and yell some obscenity at the room. All the goblins wake up, pissed, and I ask them where the girl is. And then I woke up.
Ultimate Houde said:
He ran into my bedroom and asked if he could sleep in the bed with me and Sexynurse.
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We all know that he was already curled up at the end of your bed, his little legs running in the air.
 
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I had this really ****ed up dream. Me and this other person were leading a group of civilians through a Silent Hill-like world. We were being attacked by Summer Glau. Several Summers, actually. I think the real Summer was there trying to protect us. And they might have been River Tams, because I recall briefly seeing a naked Simon Tam. The Rivers were clothed, though.

At first, the Rivers were weak and the real River was killing them by stomping on their feet, but then the real River disappeared and they got really strong and nothing I did would get rid of them. I felt like I was underwater and I couldn't hit properly or run away fast enough--this always happens to me in dreams. The civilians ran through a door while the other person and I held off the Rivers. During a reprieve from the fighting (I think everyone else, including my partner, had left by then), I opened a small metal door (like a cabinet set in the wall) and found a kid missing an arm who the other person had hidden during the fighting. I remember sending them through the door and being happy that at least this kid was spared from seeing the violence. Then I reminded myself not to think about it because otherwise the kid would be killed just so whatever malevolent entity was causing this situation (possibly just the Rivers) could rub it in my face. I guess they were mind readers? Then I woke up.

This is what happens when you read this article without reading the short story, then try to imagine what the short story must be like.
 
TwilightEL said:
I had this really ****ed up dream. Me and this other person were leading a group of civilians through a Silent Hill-like world. We were being attacked by Summer Glau. Several Summers, actually. I think the real Summer was there trying to protect us. And they might have been River Tams, because I recall briefly seeing a naked Simon Tam. The Rivers were clothed, though.

At first, the Rivers were weak and the real River was killing them by stomping on their feet, but then the real River disappeared and they got really strong and nothing I did would get rid of them. I felt like I was underwater and I couldn't hit properly or run away fast enough--this always happens to me in dreams. The civilians ran through a door while the other person and I held off the Rivers. During a reprieve from the fighting (I think everyone else, including my partner, had left by then), I opened a small metal door (like a cabinet set in the wall) and found a kid missing an arm who the other person had hidden during the fighting. I remember sending them through the door and being happy that at least this kid was spared from seeing the violence. Then I reminded myself not to think about it because otherwise the kid would be killed just so whatever malevolent entity was causing this situation (possibly just the Rivers) could rub it in my face. I guess they were mind readers? Then I woke up.

This is what happens when you read this article without reading the short story, then try to imagine what the short story must be like.
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I want to play this dream on the Sony PSP.
 
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