This might be fun, because some people who actually read this blog appear quite a bit in some of these. These are some of the dreams I've had thus far in 2011. So yeah, here's some evidence that my brain is still a very strange place to live...
1/3/2011
I had a dream where I was fighting evil demons in various forms. Sometimes it was with a set of pokemon in Manhattan streets. Other times it was by earning trophies and diplomas at GE and then bringing the demons to a whiskey tasting/dance club place in Harvard (what the fuck is that supposed to mean? Does such a place exist? CAN I GO THERE WITH POKEMON???). One really detailed segment of the dream was kind of like playing Risk: I had a map of my area and I had to bring reinforcements to certain segments to defend a central area.
1/4/2011
I was training Michelle in archery and how to shoot a machine gun out of a helicopter for an upcoming battle against zombies, who were swarming the compound we were staying at (ok good, a standard zombie dream. Back to basics). The dream was like the game Dragon Age in that I had new "quests" to achieve, like to quell a rebellion or to help Rob Cole fall in love (wait WHAT? How is this a quest? How would this help solve the zombie issue? WHY IS THIS THE FIRST TIME I'VE HEARD ABOUT THIS?? I hope for Rob's sake we completed that quest, and then....survived all the zombies?)
1/5/2011
My main dream was about me trying to get a flight from LA back home. At first I was with a mob boss, who told me that I either had to swallow a bunch of pincher bugs or burn myself with a cigar to get home. I ran off and came across Kyle's family, who helped me make an intricate balloon/kite thing and then I went to the park with Olsen (ok I guess the whole thing about flying home is no longer an issue?). We accidentally destroyed some kid's toy boat, but he said it was $2 and we gave him $6, so he was super happy. I then told him to be my spy, because he was the child of my enemy or something.
1/10/2011
I dreamed that I was about to go pick up Michelle somewhere in a national park, and then the two of us were going to head down to Florida. Along the way we had to stop and I had to finish some engineering challenge to continue (oh god damn it Sevs you friggn nerd). It was a lot like building a Lego robot, except all the parts were metal and I had to make them by using lathes and mills. I couldn't figure out how long to cut some of the pieces though.
1/12/2011
Some friends and I went to a carnival, but even though it was supposed to be the best in the world, it looked completely shitty. My friend said that they purposely did that to look "worn out." What bullshit (hahaha I like how I'm super sassy in this dream). We went through a hole in a roller coaster truss to find a robotic hobo with evidence that the carnies were killing people. He kept the data in a computer in his face. Bart Simpson, one of our group, took the data from him, but the guards found all of us (guards? At a carnival? This is an elite fucking carnival). They killed the robot hobo and ripped out Bart's face computer. They then forced the rest of us to stay at the carnival forever by trapping us in a ride for each of our personalities. Mine was that I was in a house that was a huge maze and the only way I escaped was to pretend to be one of the guys running the ride, and then getting out a secret entrance in which gravity reversed. So I crawled out on the ceiling. (Wait, seriously? I escaped this maze by pretending to be one of the operators? I take back that "elite carnival" thing, these guys are retarded.) I helped my friends out of their respective rides and we escaped to some tunnels.
1/17/2011
I had this dream while in Portland, ME, and literally laughed myself awake at the end...along with everyone in the hotel room.
In the dream, I had recognized the setting and realized that it was a terrible dream I've had before. But this time, I knew where to avoid the traps and enemies. I was a SWAT team member, along with Rob Cole and Zak. We were fighting terrorists and martial arts master ninjas. But since I had this dream before, I knew where everyone was hiding to prevent an ambush, so we did ok. Jill explained how the soul-trapping demon was actually an evolved dragon-type pokemon (what the fuck is with all these pokemon dreams? I say that because I'm angry I don't have them EVERY NIGHT). Before heading out into a swamp, we saw Andrew Miner playing videogames at Tai's house, and Tai was yelling at him because it was too loud (hahaha classic). In the swamp, all the terrorists were southern hicks and were REALLY stupid. They kept saying hilarious things and tried to stop our guns from firing by covering them with condoms. I can't explain all of it, but it was literally the funniest dream I've ever had. I laughed so hard in the dream that I actually woke myself up, along with everyone else in the room. I can't really explain it, but whatever was happening in the dream was hysterical.
1/22/2011
I was driving on really icy roads to try to drop off Michelle and Zak from broomball. The car would consistently respond the wrong way when I tried to make a turn. Also, midway through the drive it became a manual car, which I'm not very good at. It was really stressful. The car suddenly started going nuts and almost careened us over a cliff despite the fact that I had it in Park. Also, our only camera that had all our pictures for the past year fell over the side of the cliff. I woke up feeling really frustrated and angry because of the dream. I actually remember this one and how not being able to control the car in my dream literally RUINED my morning after I woke up.
2/4/2011
I was trying to order a buffalo chicken pizza, but I had to download it via EZdata in Excel. I had to keep changing the dataset keys to try to download it. I clearly was thinking about work too much for this one.
2/14/2011
My dream was like a multiplayer round in Call of Duty, but we had to kill the entire team at the same time. Nerd.
2/23/2011
My co-workers met on the roof of a chocolate shop after work one day for a group outing. There was a special seat called the "Mexican Party Seat," and whoever sat there got a V.D. (BAHAHAHAHAH WHAT??? Where did I come up with THAT?)
2/27/2011
Jill and I were in an indoor lake with waves, just swimming around. Then we found a kitten with two paws stuck in ice skates, walking around in them (awwwwwwwwwwww). We tried to help it escape, but there was a really intricate transmission system inside that was too complicated to figure out.
In another dream I was one of several targets that bounty hunters were after, set in a Borderlands-desert type landscape. One of the bounty hunters was a really badass guy with a pistol that you spin the top around to reload. He killed his target every time, including purposely missing to shoot down a hanging sign to kill one of them. One of the guys drove off, but was shot into a cannon, which then careened him off a cliff. That doesn't make sense, but that is what happened. He then started coming after me, and I woke up after he had me pinned down behind some barrels.
2/28/2011
I was on a flight with Andrew Miner and my parents on a small aircraft meeting up with some friends in VT. The pilot took the plane out onto a highway, and then some smaller roads. Eventually we got to a covered bridge, which the pilot decided to use to ramp the plane into the air to takeoff. It actually worked. We went high enough that when we stalled at the apex, the wings caught lift again and started flying. We were suddenly in France, and from above I saw Danny DeVito give the finger to a cop.
