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Started by bob, January 05, 2012, 01:56:37 AM

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Trevor

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Weird one early this morning: I dreamed I was on the set of Castle and was waiting by a trap door. The lovely Stana Katic was there and I gave her a hand up to the ladder, apologizing for my cold hands, she smiled at me *Trevor faints* and then she vanished. So I climbed the ladder and saw what I thought was her leg and patted it, only to find out it was Nathan Fillion's leg.  :buggedout:

We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.

bob

I had a strange one yesterday.

I found a newly discovered Stanley Kubrick film on DVD called Coffee.
Kubrick, Nolan, Tarantino, Wan, Iñárritu, Scorsese, Chaplin, Abrams, Wes Anderson, Gilliam, Kurosawa, Villeneuve - the elite



I believe in the international communist conspiracy to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids.

Rev. Powell

Dreamed I was in Paris for some reason, enjoying myself just walking the streets. A very short American couple came up to me. The man was undergoing withdrawal from steroids (?) and the woman asked me to call a French doctor for them. I told her I didn't speak French and she looked at me incredulously and said "Really?" like she thought I was lying to her.  :question:
I'll take you places the hand of man has not yet set foot...

akiratubo

Had a dream where I had a wife and kid.  We were at a cabin in the woods during winter.  Three people, two men and a woman, tried to kidnap us, or something ... and we kicked their asses!  I ran over one of the men with my Cherokee (it was specifically a Jeep Cherokee in the dream).  The other man tried to jump in the passenger seat to fight me, and I beat the crap out of him.  The woman tried to get my wife, but my wife beat her down, too!

It was so different from the way things usually go in dreams like that.  I woke up and said, "That was awesome!"
Kneel before Dr. Hell, the ruler of this world!

Hammock Rider

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Quote from: Trevor on May 11, 2016, 02:00:00 AM
Weird one early this morning: I dreamed I was on the set of Castle and was waiting by a trap door. The lovely Stana Katic was there and I gave her a hand up to the ladder, apologizing for my cold hands, she smiled at me *Trevor faints* and then she vanished. So I climbed the ladder and saw what I thought was her leg and patted it, only to find out it was Nathan Fillion's leg.  :buggedout:



He's no Stanic Katic, but still. Malcolm Reynold's leg? Could have been worse. Could have been Jane's.  :lookingup:
Jumping Kings and Making Haste Ain't my Cup of Meat

Hammock Rider

  There was this woman at work that I liked but she had some kind of troubled past. She had a cute little kid too, and being young and smitten I wanted to rescue her

One night I dreamed I was in a seedy, run down diner. The dust was an inch think on the counter and there were bugs everywhere and grease on the walls. She was working behind the counter and looked just as dirty, tired and run down as the diner. Her boss was standing behind her and he looked like that misshapen priest/oracle from 300 Spartans. He kept giggling and snapping her bra strap but she looked like she was beyond caring.

I said " Smack that guy and let's get out of here."

  She looked at me with these dead eyes, spread her hands to indicate the surroundings, and said, " THIS is who I am now."
Jumping Kings and Making Haste Ain't my Cup of Meat

sprite75

Just had a strange one where I was on the Enterprise and Captain Picard was being a total jerk towards everyone and I got into a shouting match with my sister over his behavior.
God of making the characteristic which becomes dirty sends the hurricane.

sprite75

And another strange one this morning.  I was in the computer room at a place I used to work but the place had been stripped completely clean.  The console, tape racks, computers, storage cabinets, and even the AC units were all gone.  There was just an empty room with raised flooring.

I was trying to put my personal email address on cards to give to my coworkers since we no longer had access to our work email but I kept screwing up - at first I had misspelled Yahoo so I tried to make up a few new cards but I felt my handwriting was so sloppy when I went to write an e that I was worried that people wouldn't recognize it and not be able to reach me.

Then I was coming back to visit for the last time after having been working remotely in a part time role and they had moved a bunch of people in to my room and the set of offices next door and a couple of people in one office had put up a bunch of notices declaring one office to be off limits to non-employees (such as contractors and the like).

Ugh I hate work related dreams.
God of making the characteristic which becomes dirty sends the hurricane.

bob

Last night I dreamt I was getting a piercing..............on my chin.  :question: :question:
Kubrick, Nolan, Tarantino, Wan, Iñárritu, Scorsese, Chaplin, Abrams, Wes Anderson, Gilliam, Kurosawa, Villeneuve - the elite



I believe in the international communist conspiracy to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids.

Rev. Powell

I dreamed that someone discovered a way to produce small amounts of petroleum from seeds. The process involved placing the seeds in a snare drum and I was hired to be a jazz drummer, even though I don't know how to play.

Also dreamed that we found out where Andrew has been: he's been overseeing drilling operations for several Danish oil companies on islands in the Arctic Circle (don't know why I had so many dreams about oil, but I'm buying energy stocks).

Finally, I dreamed I was in Las Vegas (where I used to live) and got lost while trying to walk from the Strip to the Hilton--- I ended up walking through some dangerous neighborhoods.
I'll take you places the hand of man has not yet set foot...

sprite75

I had the one again where my bladder was full and no matter how much I went and drained the little buddy I still could not get any relief.  After an hour or so of that I finally woke up and realized I had to use the can.  I hate that dream.
God of making the characteristic which becomes dirty sends the hurricane.

BoyScoutKevin

Many years ago, a party of Americans, 17 in number, including myself, found ourselves in Syria. Where we found ourselves in the midst of 72 Syrians. When the odds are like that, it is best to tread lightly. We did not tread lightly. And we soon found ourselves being attacked by the 72 Syrians, wielding invisible knives. The survivors survived by finding an oil pipeline (there we go with the energy again) filled with flowing rice for the Syrians, who were hungry. I was not one of the survivors.

Trevor

I had a weird one last night: I was leading a bunch of troops - one of whom was my Mom (??) through what looked like a mixture of an oil field and a sewage farm. I ran across the rickety bridge, Mom tried to cross it, slipped, fell and drowned in the poo.  :buggedout: :buggedout:
We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.

sprite75

Had a strange one the other day where I was at church, helping out during a funeral where the deceased was in one of those coffins like they use over in Europe and during the middle of the services the funeral directors came up, slammed the lid on the coffin, and just dragged it right out of the church.  And I was trying to call the rector and tell her what had just happened. 

(This was a couple days after the rector said she was going to write to a funeral home that handled a recent funeral over some problems she saw come up during services).
God of making the characteristic which becomes dirty sends the hurricane.

Rev. Powell

Carry Grant and I stowed away on a helicopter headed for Boston by hanging on to the landing skids. Later, my weight dragged it down and I started flying it like a kite. Cary got beat up in the cabin, but the people flying it weren't bad guys; they were my friends, they just had different plans for getting to Boston. The copter landed at a T station and I met up with everyone there.
I'll take you places the hand of man has not yet set foot...