Dreams
 

My wife had a dream that Bush was trying to find a loophole to get elected a third time, and so Karl Rove says, why not just put his name on the ballot. And then, to make sure, they invited all the other candidates somewhere and had Dick Cheney accidentally shoot them in the face.

But, so as not to make it look too suspicious, Karl Rove has another idea, to let the corporations of America put up their own candidates. The only ones interested are fast food places, so Ronald McDonald, Wendy, and Jack are running against Karl Rove for president. And Jack wins.

I had a dream two nights ago that the marina where our boat is (usually) moored was very turbulent and there were waves knocking the boats together, then I was in a boat like ours but not exactly and I couldn't drive it and I was afraid i was going to crash, and then I was trying to scream out for help but the words wouldn't come out. I woke my husband up with the noise I was making though who in turn woke me up.

Last night I dreamed Kevin Rudd was a midget and he choked on a cheezle.

i dreamt i was riding a bike to work. and a big wolfhound was eyeing me up waiting for me to start off so it could chase me. but i skitched on Franklin's Maxima and got away.

I dreamt that I was going to truck-driving school (the Big Rig kind) and one of the teachers raped me but I had to forget about it as I wanted to drive that damn truck!

You are really messed up in the head, aren't you?

Not as much as you, ya weirdo.

Last night I dreamed that Dazza missed his flight today.

Somewhat along the lines of the first post.... I had a dream a few weeks back that Obama won the election and everything was great, until he turned out to be the Antichrist.

Why is everyone so down on the Antichrist?

Ah, I see. This ties euphoriatheory's dream with Flint's dream in the original post.

HLJ, euphoria didn't trash the antichrist at all...see?

I didn't see the invisible ink writing.

Did I forget the invisible part? Oops. :D

President Bush has had the most time off duty than any other President in history he likes his downtime. My question is why any person would want the job anyway. That goes for Gordon Brown in the U.K. Olmet in Isreael, Mushasharef in Pakistan ( Don't ask Bhutto for she cannot reply) and any other State. Kosovo - To be or not be? Who want these jobs? You must be insane to head a government today.

Junkies. Power-hungry-crazed junkies.

Would you do it then? Who wants that shit?

last night jinx and i were herding hundreds of burgundy colored octopii through a shallow freshwater creek. she was real cocky cuz she used to do this as a kid .......wtf?

In your dreams dude. Mine never include my wife (already a heathly sign)

HAHAHAHA, WOW, even I didn't notice my own invisible handwriting on that one... must have been subconscious.... ;)

I actually thought this was pretty funny until my husband (who is disturbingly obsessed with the Apocalypse) told me that Obama actually exhibits one of the "signs" of being the Antichrist.... apparently lots of people faint in his presence.

I pointed out that the Beatles and Justin Timberlake and the like must be equally likely candidates...

Equally likely as candidates to be the President or to be the Antichrist?

He should definitely check out this book. Among other things, it goes into great detail about every major public figure who has had any significant 'they're the Antichrist' following. A really fascinating book.

The Pope is the antichrist....or so I am reliably informed by my Baptist friend.

BigV, I was thinking Antichrist on that one. Somehow "JUSTIN FOR PRESIDENT" lacks something... although...

Clodfobble, I got him "How To Recognize the Antichrist" for Christmas because he saw it on the History Channel, but reading the review, I think yours looks like a better read.

Wal-mart is the Antichrist.

Sounds interesting. I have Biblical prophecy crazies in my family; a few generations back one of them thought he had figured out when the world was going to end, and had the whole family living, literally, as if there was no tommorrow. That's gotta fuck you up, when it doesn't happen. I think the shockwaves from that episode are still being felt. I hope it isn't genetic. . . . So there's more than you ever wanted to know about me.

We finally got rid of "MITT FOR PRESIDENT." I predicted Buffy or Biff wouldn't be far behind. Justin might be the next logical step.

That would explain a lot.

In my dream I am attending a professional conference of some kind. A twist is that my family appears to have come along for the ride. We are at the next to last day, and we have return plane tickets for the following morning. It occurs to me that we'd be better off waiting for a late afternoon flight, which will allow me to do some stuff I need to do. All I have to do is go to the airline's web site and change our tickets.

Of course, it turns out that I'm unable to reach their web site. I'm not sure why, but after it happens, it seems to make sense. It's very clear that I have get access to a computer that can get to the appropriate internet site. There are none at the hotel/conference center, but that's OK. I am able to load remote control software on my computer.

I am presented with a Google Maps-style interface and I proceed to click around various places. I end up with an overhead view of a school I once went to. Except it's not a photo, it's a live video feed. I home in on a particular building (again, live video) and click onto a window. I zoom into to the inside of a teacher's office (the teacher is there grading some papers). I then continue down the hall via this interface and go to a computer lab. I somehow know that these computers will allow me to get to the airline's site. Unfortunately, they're all in use. So I still don't have my plane tickets fixed.

I could hang out and wait, but I don't have time because I have to get to class. The class I can't find or haven't attended is a regular trope in my dreams, but this doesn't appear to be a problem at the moment. However, this is the first time the class has ever been taught by my supervisor. I appear to be prepared for class and know where it is, so I'm not sure what's getting ready to happen. I wake up just as my poss/professor announces what we're going to be doing that day.

This is the second time I've read about one of your elaborate "work" dreams.

computer dreams are the worst kind...at least for me.

I had some really shitty work dreams back when I was a file clerk.

Don't worry, I'm sure there's more where that came from.

Get out of my dreams, get into my car.

Last night I dreamed that a good friend of mine was pregnant, and was having some questionable symptoms. I wanted her to go to see her doctor, but we were at this sort of resort which, while voluntary, you weren't allowed to leave once you signed up, and there were armed guards everywhere to make sure you stayed. I didn't think she could afford to wait the three or four extra days until the thing was over, so we snuck my husband out of the resort so he could tell the symptoms to her doctor. He managed to get a phone call to me saying yes, the doctor did agree that she needed to get to the hospital right away, so we began to plan how to sneak the two of us out.

But my husband was adamant that I bring all of our things with us, since they were not likely to give them back once they found out we had escaped. This was the bulk of the dream--packing box after box of what was entirely my husband's crap, growing more and more worried about how we could ever sneak out with this much stuff, and more and more frustrated at how much stupid stuff he had brought, mostly books and handheld electronics and other gadgets that I had told him he wouldn't have any time to use at this resort.

Oh God, this thread is like a field day. I am so getting off on analyzing y'all.

The only dreams I remember are fucked up nightmares, and that's because I usually wake up after them. I never remember my pleasant dreams clearly. :mad:

I usually have nondescript pleasant dreams, but I've been really really sick all week. I'm on a steady stream of cold pills and codeine cough medicine. Wacked out over the top surreal sex dreams. I kid you not I had group sex on the 50 yard line during half time of the super bowl during one dream last night. :headshake

Last night I had a dream that I had to go to some awards ceremony with a whole heap of people I knew as aquaintances but I couldn't find my suitcase with my clothes in it. I was in a nighty and all I could find was a pair of green stockings. Finally I found my suitcase, but there was no makeup and my hair wasn't done. Then this other group that were supposed to be coming happened to be a bunch of hairdressers who offered to do me up, so off we went. They decided to colour my hair and so on, and all I could think of was that I was going to be so late, but I had my head in the basin with wet hair, so I still couldn't go anyway. At this point I was having a scalp massage but then somehow it became part of the process for the hairdresser to massage my teeth, but he was pressing too hard and it hurt.

Then I woke up with my teeth clenched.

good thing it was only a dream. Unfortunately, I have the very real memory of attending an awards ceremony with 800 people... in my boxer shorts. Silk boxer shorts. Oh, to be able to slap the shit out of my 16 year old self.

i did however wear a nice shirt and tie.

I'll bet you had a few mates with you on that night dressed the same way?

me and one other guy. we still laugh about that one. neither of us can really remember why it seemed like a good idea. It was a big youth conference. We had been up for 3 days straight and were a bit tired and goofy. We went to the mall to get him a tie for the banquet because he forgot his. We went to find one tie. We came back with two new silk mickey mouse ties, two new pairs of silk mickey mouse boxer shorts and a lame brained misconception that we were funny. ah, good times.

Sounds like some of the fellas I knew when I was that age.

Come to think of it, some of them would still consider that sort of thing a good idea...which is probably why they don't get invited to special events. ;)

Unfortunately I find myself at formal events quite frequently these days. I have learned to just go with the flow and follow the stated dress code. Black tie does not mean black tie ONLY. details.

So when are you going to actually post some of this trenchant analysis?

Timeshare sales presentation??

i have the best dreams in between snoozes. I set my alarm for 5:58, and usually roll out of bed at 6:40 or later. my dreams consist largely of trucks backing up, and scenarios where i struggle through crowds and other obstacles in order to push some type of button.

did I say best? I meant fucking annoying.

OK, I had one last night that I can sort of remember. It was actually a Cellar dream.

I was in the Cellar, which was a large room with tables, much like a high school cafeteria. You Dwellars were milling about. There was a card being passed around for signatures. It was a birthday card or some sort of congratulations card for LabRat. When it came to me to sign, I had a light pen, like a laser pointer. The words I wrote on the card were glowing green. It looked awesome. Someone, I think LJ, looked over and nodded his approval. As I passed the card on, I saw that my words were getting dimmer, and you could hardly read them. So I took the card back, and wrote again. This time, the words faded almost immediately. So I think I borrowed a pen from somebody and wrote it in regular ink, just like everyone else.

Analyze that, Flint.

The words you wrote are the posts that you write. We might well have a congrats thread for LR. When you write strongly emotional or harsh posts, LJ is one of the first that you look to for approval. But the emotion in your posts diminishes over time, especially once everyone has read them, and the effect is never as strong as you felt when you wrote them. So you write less emotion-laden posts and concentrate on ordinary wisdoms.

OMG! The Toad is Freud!

UnderFreud!

What a horrible thing to say. I do not believe that UT does enough coke to kill a small horse. And I've certainly never heard him say anything that would lead me to think he believes everyone wants his penis. excuse me, his cock. this is the cellar, afterall.

Ahem. I only meant he was uberpar in dream interpretation. How much coke he does is his business and we all know it's LJ's cock everybody wants. ;)

Candy Everybody Wants.

No. But close. LJ is Freud. lumberfreud....
He is Freud because he always knows what you mean to sex, but you say something else.
And the obvious affinity for co*k. As in- cocaine I mean, rooster.
:)

you guys are talking about me like i'm not in the room. sheeesh.

Better than the dream I had when LJ was our half-ass office bartender for the company party (we all worked in the same software company). He was looking so Hawaii I think I'm still going to vomit.....Like James Spader with a grimace, drink, and covered in Hibiscus.
:D
Oh hi LJ.

Everyone is supposed to like the antichrist

I had to share a dream, although people always hate hearing others' dreams.

I dreamt that my parents computer was getting the blue screen of death (physical memory dump) and that I had to fix it. It was really upsetting me because I had already replaced the RAM, and now that the error began reoccurring it meant I would need to replace the hard drive, which I've never done before. I also know that they don't have a back up of any of their files, so I was worried about them losing all of it. To top it off, when I replaced the RAM, I promised I would pay 'em back the $70 it cost for the new, if that didn't resolve the issue.


Yup, that was all in a dream, and except for the computer giving the error again, the whole thing is true. And happened months ago. So for some reason I'm stressing about my parents' computer breaking.