Dream Update

[oakenguy]

Two nights ago: superrob was leading me around the side of a shopping mall parking lot to see a hippo that'd just been unsuccessfully sexually assaulted. I think we were journalists, though Rob was talking in hard-boiled cop talk. "The perp failed to take into account the fact that his spreader bar was not, in fact, sized for a hippo. We have it down at the lab now." Woke up before I actually got to see the hippo.

Last night: Fred Astaire's father Squeaky offered to teach me how to dance on ceilings. Woke up before he could actually show me.

Resolution: Set the alarm twenty minutes later.

Comments

[rantarn.livejournal.com]

I think there's a lesson in this for all of us. Wait, no there isn't.

[mythfish.livejournal.com]

I believe there is actually a Russian proverb that covers this situation:

"When mushrooms fall in your basket, the tree plays Parcheesi."

[godswraith.livejournal.com]

Or the Zen saying, "look at the hippos on that one!"

[bohostar.livejournal.com]

I neglected to read the title of that post.

I re-read the first part of said paragraph repeatedly, desperately wondering 1)how could you not know if you were a journalist, as they tend to write things like that down and 2) if the assault attempt was unsuccessful, was it really an assault at all?

If I were a journalist, I'd make a note to carefully read post titles in future.

[diabological.livejournal.com]

You're dreams are more fun than mine.

[lilacsinmarch.livejournal.com]

You have great dreams,maybe you should write a book :).

[saltygoodness.livejournal.com]

DUDE!! I want a hippo-sized spreader bar. Because it would look cool on my wall!

Ohhhh, dream weaver........

[superrob.livejournal.com]

Wow. Not exactly the way I'd envisioned appearing in someone's dreams. But, then, they're your dreams, so the conventions are bound to be shook up, tie-dyed and tossed out the window.

I had been wondering whether to confess ignorance of spreader bars, looked em up via Google, and can now say I had no idea what one was. Though I should have guessed.

Slight edit:
"We have it down at the lab now," he said, referring to the bar.

I assume they didn't bring the hippo down to the lab. Sounds like it had already had a full evening. (However, see previous reference to conventions.)

Also, it sounds like I was a cop in the dream. Journalists don't have labs. Unless it was a photo lab. (Same note as last time).

Now, not only do I wish I remembered most of my dreams. I wish I remembered yours!

Re: Ohhhh, dream weaver........

[superrob.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I guess I should be thankful I didn't transmorgrify in the dream involving a hippon and a spreader bar.

Who knows what images that might engender.

[sistahraven.livejournal.com]

Wow, you're having dreams even crazier than mine have been lately.

And... I had one with a hippo in it, too... but it was part dog...

Weird.