Saturday, April 15, 2006
Dreaming is Free
I need to start writing down my dreams first thing in the morning. I've always had pretty weird dreams (freaky dreams about Muppets, turning into either Huey, Duey or Louie, killing space aliens in the local Pay-n-Save, a series of connected teeth shattering dreams, etc.), but over the last week the shit has hit the fan.
I've forgotten most of them soon after I woke up. Each time I told Molliwogg, but she can't remember either. I do remember the salient points about two of the dreams though.
In the first one, I'm trapped in a mall located on a beach. Why is the mall located on the beach? I don't know. Why am I trapped inside? Because King Kong keeps coming out of the water Godzilla-style every time I try and leave. He even fights a dinosaur on the beach, scaring the pants off everyone in the process. At the least the dream is staying true to the movie.
I'm still a little foggy about the overall plot of the second dream. All I remember is that it involved Conan O'Brien going postal throwing bombs everywhere while flying on a magic carpet. To be honest I'm not sure if I want to know what was happening in that one.
I'm down with a little surrealism to help pass the time, but this is getting out of hand.
Labels: Dreams
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