In lieu of anything more compelling to write about, I’ve decided to start recording what I can remember about my dreams on my blog under a new category.
I have no idea whether other people find my dreams interesting. They are mostly funny, though occasionally gruesome.
Perhaps after many months of recording them (assuming I keep this up), there will emerge a pattern by which my whole personality can be divined.
Last night was a particularly vivid dream night. For whatever reason, I woke up multiple times after three distinct dreams.
Dream #1: I was doing some PVP in World of Warcraft. Only I wasn’t playing, I was actually in the arena.
My teammates? Avery Brooks and Rene Auberjonois, known for portraying Benjamin Sisko and Odo on Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.
When we met up, Avery Brooks remarked, “This’ll be just like old times.”
Then, through the power of dream logic, Avery Brooks was suddenly Samuel L. Jackson and Rene Auberjonois was suddenly Bruce Willis.
Coincidentally, we did better after Bruce and Sam showed up. I love me some Star Trek, but I’ll take Bruce Willis in a fight any day.
Dream #2: I found a baby chicken and was holding it in my hands. One of my cats saw that I had a baby chicken and started licking his lips.
In an effort to escape my cat and save the chick (because apparently I cannot fend off a 12lb. cat), I slid down a huge slide.
Along the way, I accidentally dropped the chick and my cat was careening past me to eat him. When I got to the bottom, my cat was eating the chick.
Coincidentally, this dream was ended with me waking up to one of my cats meowing, as if he knew I had a baby chicken in my dream for him to eat.
Dream #3: I was in a musical, directed by my high school band director (who I wasn’t fond of). I put my costume in my locker, but I didn’t remember the combination so I looked it up in my binder.
And of course I put my binder in the locker. It was time to get dressed for the musical and I couldn’t get into my locker.
My band director mocked me and sent me to some random student who should have been able to help get into my locker. She couldn’t help.
I decided to eat lunch instead. I went to the cafeteria and ran into Hemisphire on rollerskate shoes, balancing a tray of vegetables. I chose a white cupcake with white frosting and a ham sandwich.
We went to sit down together, and I woke up.