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Sep. 14th, 2004 11:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
oakenguySecond night in a row of very strange dreams.
Monday involved visiting a friend who'd moved up to Alaska to practice for the Olympics in Head-Butting. She had a big outdoor court (so she could see the Northern Lights while she practiced) with basketball hoops and archery targets, and was bouncing balls off her forehead at the targets as hard as she could.
In last night's dream![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
alyndria complained that her feet kept sticking to the ground, and we discovered that it was because roots were growing out of them into the soil. Which was, in fact, due to her slowly turning into a tree. Getting her out of contact with soil (by picking her up, or standing her on concrete) reversed the process, and we investigated the cause--it turned out she'd been on a ship with Blackbeard that had been so loud the Devil had come over to complain, a sailor had taken the opportunity to cut a deal with him, and somehow she'd gotten caught in part of the magical backlash.
You don't really realize how much loose, fertile soil there is out there until you have a friend who keeps getting rootbound in it. (It *was* very cool how her hair got leafy and started tilting towards the sun, tho.)
There were other bits--Steve Martin's Jerk character was involved somehow, with a lit-up neon house (the light helped him think), and wolves, and an outdoor concert, and creatures wandering through who looked like Predators made out of shadows and wearing pirate coats. I wish I knew how they fit in.
Monday involved visiting a friend who'd moved up to Alaska to practice for the Olympics in Head-Butting. She had a big outdoor court (so she could see the Northern Lights while she practiced) with basketball hoops and archery targets, and was bouncing balls off her forehead at the targets as hard as she could.
In last night's dream
alyndria complained that her feet kept sticking to the ground, and we discovered that it was because roots were growing out of them into the soil. Which was, in fact, due to her slowly turning into a tree. Getting her out of contact with soil (by picking her up, or standing her on concrete) reversed the process, and we investigated the cause--it turned out she'd been on a ship with Blackbeard that had been so loud the Devil had come over to complain, a sailor had taken the opportunity to cut a deal with him, and somehow she'd gotten caught in part of the magical backlash. You don't really realize how much loose, fertile soil there is out there until you have a friend who keeps getting rootbound in it. (It *was* very cool how her hair got leafy and started tilting towards the sun, tho.)
There were other bits--Steve Martin's Jerk character was involved somehow, with a lit-up neon house (the light helped him think), and wolves, and an outdoor concert, and creatures wandering through who looked like Predators made out of shadows and wearing pirate coats. I wish I knew how they fit in.
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Date: 2004-09-14 11:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-14 09:01 am (UTC)There's a great story lurking in there.
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Date: 2004-09-14 12:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-14 08:05 pm (UTC)hey you.
Date: 2004-09-15 10:33 am (UTC)508 872 3320
Re: hey you.
Date: 2004-09-15 01:20 pm (UTC)