RATS!

What is going on lately? So last night I was snuggled up in a stranger's bed. Not a complete stranger but pretty much. See, I'm dog sitting for this girl and her 8 dogs, 4 snakes, and slew of lizards. Yes I said 8 dogs and yes it IS a wonder I get any sleep at all. Oh, and really 3 dogs are hers and 5 are up for adoption . So, she and the hubby needed a vacation and I am dogsitting for them. I can't remember who all is allowed on the bed and who isn't so i let it be a free for all. So, back on topic, I was sound asleep. Or sound-ish asleep and having crazy horrible dreams about rats on me. They were slinky and scurrying on me. I awoke with a start and Hannah was squirming under the covers down by my feet and tickling my legs with her tail. HORRIFYING to wake up from a rat dream and have a critter at your feet. Hannah is awesome though so you should take her home. Winter is coming and she'll help you out with spastic snuggling!

It Got Him!

So for some reason I have a lot of extremely violent and gory dreams. More violent than any scarry movie I've seen or any TV show I've watched. Often people are getting killed. I don't know where these dreams come from as I can rarely make connections between them and to real life. They usually play like a movie. I am rarely in them, rather I am watching what is happening. This is one that I had last night, it's not as bad as some I have had.

It was night time and a man was running around outside of a house frantically. Two men were inside the house talking about how there is something in the town that is "getting" people. They see the man outside running around. They go outside in the yard to see what is wrong with him. He starts coughing and collapses on the ground. The two men walk over to him to see that he is convulsing on the ground and something is eating away at his body. Like parts of his body are melting away. They say "it got him!" they bend down to try to ask him questions. He smells so bad they have to plug their noses. "Did you see what it was?" The man who's body is decomposing in front of them shakes his head. One of the men says "I know you can't tell us his name, but what did he look like?" The man just convulses and eventually stops moving. The two men look at each other in horror.

Over in another part of the town a large group of people are coming out of a bar or building. There are two men walking ahead of everyone else in the group. They are all talking and laughing loudly when all of a sudden there is a loud noise and the two men that were ahead of everyone can't be seen. The group of people all stop and look frightened. They are looking around for them and calling out their names. All of a sudden they smell an awful smell and all start plugging their noses while they look around.

They finally come up to the two men who are laying on the ground in a pool of blood. The group of people start screaming and looking around. Out of the bushes comes a giant figure. A huge shadow covers them. They look up and see that it is a giant clown! A huge, maybe 30 ft tall, clown is standing over them in a red suit with white polka dots. He has a white face with red hair. He smiles at them showing he has huge sharp teeth that are all bloody. They look down and there is a trail of blood from where they are standing that leads off to the street where a huge clown car is parked. The clown car looks just like the giant clown's head, where the ears are the doors. They look back at the clown looking down at them . . . .

and then I don't remember the rest!!! I think my alarm went off! These dreams are usually really long and detailed and usually end with me waking up in the middle of the night.

it will just take a second

I had a dream that I was at work and I had to use the bathroom. the bathrooms at work are shared public bathrooms because I work in city building. So I go across the hall and I have to pee really bad. I decide to use the handicapped bathroom which is its own separate room with a locking door. I walk in and I see that the Janitors cleaning cart is in there but I decided that since I just have to pee I will just lock the door go quickly and the janitor will not be inconvenienced. So I lock the door and turn around to pee and all of a sudden the door is being banged on and the janitor is yelling that she needs to get in there to clean. I yell back I just need to use the bathroom I will be out soon. the janitor unlocks the door and behind her are all of these people gawking at the commotion. the Janitor is standing there and with all the gawkers behind her and I yell

"LOOOK I just need to pee then I will leave, I don't need the entire FUCKING CAST OF ROSEANNE watching me while I pee ok, close the door."

because as we all know calling people "the cast of roseanne" is really insulting.

The Angel Singers Visit Me

I will preface this by saying that this might be one of the greatest dreams I have ever had.

I was at a bar with my parents, siblings and cousins that is near my cousin Layla's house. I've never actually been there but have always wanted to because I'm told that the menu is made up of burgers named after hair metal bands. In my dream though, none of the burgers looked any good- like the Mötley Crüe burger had cubes of ham on it. Gross.

I look up and see a small group of people in front of me; Neil Young is standing among them. I gasp and slowly move towards him. As I approach him I beckon to him to come in close so I can tell him a secret. I whisper in his ear

"You are one of my angels."

He looks into my eyes and says back, "because of my voice?" I nod. He then grabs me and and spins me around him in a giant embrace. He is beaming. I ask him

"Do you want to know who else are my angels?" He nods. I start listing

"Asdru from Ozomatli, Jerry Garcia, Perry Farrell, the Porcupine Singers... most importantly, Tom Waits..." Neil interrupts me and whispers close in my ear and says "Well, you're in luck then, darlin'."

I look up and on the little built-in stage Tom Waits himself is getting ready to play. My hands fly to my cheeks; I can't believe it. He plays two songs for us. He starts with "Cemetery Polka" and I just stand there staring at this madman 5 feet from me. I think he played a trumpet at one point which I don't think he really does in real life. My family is looking over at me smiling, so happy to see me so thrilled. My dad takes a picture of me.

Then Tom starts on "Who Are You", one of my very favorites of his vast repertoire. This song includes lines like "I fell in love with your sailor's mouth and your wounded eyes", lines that I have often thought if any man ever says to me I will marry him then and there and live happily ever after.

Tom was singing directly to me and he sings the line "I did my time in the jail of your arms" and its like a skipping record, he repeats that line 3, 4, 5 times just staring intensely into my eyes. I can feel Neil behind me with his hands gently on my shoulders. And I smile through the tears that are spilling down my face, because now I know why we were whispering- this is our secret.

After he finishes the song, Tom mumbles something incoherent into the mic but I swear I can make out that he says something like "you heard the important part," and I know he was talking to me. And he ambles offstage and Neil follows him.

I bite my lip and start walking towards my smiling family.

Summer Camp

I had a dream that I was working for a summer camp again. Somehow it was apparent in the dream that this was like a last ditch job I got stuck with. I was very annoyed to be working at a camp again. I boarded a yellow school bus that had my summer camp kids on it only to find there were only 5 kids in my group, I'd guess they were 7 year olds. No one else was on the bus. We were waiting to leave for a field trip. I had a magazine and my purse, but realized I had forgotten my water bottle so I was even more annoyed. I was also wearing a red over-sized t-shirt and really short shorts! (Yes Reem, just like MSCR) I sat down next to one of the kids and introduced myself. The kid had little interest in my so I rolled my eyes and started reading my magazine. I was wondering when the bus was going to leave because I wanted to run and get a water bottle before we left. All of a sudden a huge group of kids started coming towards the bus. They were all marching with weird things on their heads. When they got closer the counselor was leading the way and was one of those really hyper enthusiastic counselors. I realized that what they were all wearing on their heads were Lamp Shades. The counselor had the biggest one and it had fuzzy bobbles hanging off of it. When she got to the door of the bus she saluted me and started saying something in a really excited, dramatic way and then bowed. I didn't say anything to her, I just got up and walked past her and went into the school to try and find a water bottle.

I don't remember any more of the dream which I'm really bummed about because I know there were more interaction with the counselor. I just remember all the while I was really annoyed and looking for a water bottle. You can't go on a field trip without a water bottle!!!

Opening Ceremony

I dreamt I was about to be in the Olympics and I was getting ready for the opening ceremony. I was brushing my hair and it was entirely blonde. As I stared at it in the mirror, willing it to turn back to black, and as I combed it forward, it turned black, little by little.

That is all.

DORITOS!

I haven;t had many dreams lately and then all of a sudden they're all work dreams! YEESH! Last night we were on an architectural tour. we were looking at this cool building and every one of the architects was commenting on errors and poiting out problems. Someone went to sit on a tombstone, because conveniently there was a graveyard right there. They snapped it off and a panic ensued. Everyone was scurrying to prop the stone or lean it upright and then someone down the path yelled "lunchtime!" like it was the country and they held up a couple of big bags of doritos and shook them. DORITOS!!!!! I screamed and ran down the path to get some. I think I was hungry in my sleep. I dunno.

Pot like Moss

I dreamed that my ex-boyfriend from a long long time ago came to visit me in my home which was in the south but not Atlanta. There were all these sick people around- people in wheelchairs, people on breathing machines, people in beds sort of desperately reaching for the ceiling and wailing. awful really. But it was this romantic setting (!!!) that he and I decided we were going to try to have a relationship again.

His appearance was alternating between the way he looked that first day I picked him up from the Greyhound station in Chicago 13 years ago (long hair, bandanna headband, soft skin and gentle eyes, carrying a picnic basket) to how he looked the last time I saw him about 3 years ago (short hair, grown up, more edgy and measured, still familiar and comfortable).

Then the house turned into his house instead of mine and I was getting ready to leave. While I was gathering my belongings I kept finding these enormous clumps of pot everywhere in his house- stashed in vases, on shelves, in flower pots, and I asked if I could take some for the road. He was worried to give it me but I assured him it would be fine. I took what looked like a clump of moss and wrapped it in a pink handkerchief I found in my purse.

Then I woke up and found that in real life, he had just left me a comment on my blog.

The panic of work dreams

I hate a work dream. I used to have them all the time back in my days of working in ye ole pizza shoppe. One time I was sound asleep, it was like 9am after a long night out or maybe I worked the night before. I'm usually an early to rise type so I must have been up late to still be sound asleep at 9. Well the phone rang and rang and I reached over and groggily answered it "Fellini's Pizza". The minute I said it i realized what I had done and of course it was my boss. I remember I was having a work dream and then it morphed into real life and the boss was calling to see if I could come work. And of course I never lived that one down. Last night I had a work dream- a very vivid one. But this time it wasn't for MY work! I was dreaming that I was sleeping (funny huh?) and I dreamt I woke up in a panic because Olivia got her schedule wrong. Oh no! She's on a mini vacation and she has to work the busser shift tomorrow! CRAP! In my dream I was frantically trying to get in touch with her to let her know to come home early but I could never reach her so I ended up going in to Savage Pizza to work for her so she wouldn't get fired or yelled at. I'm that good of a friend.
I'm not sure if dreamt is really a word but I dreamt horribly and now I'm having work dreams for other people?!!! No! Make it stop!

Snow and Macaroni

Last night I dreamed that I couldn't go to my Saturday morning meeting in Macon because there was a snowstorm. It's wishful dreaming- lamenting the awful smoggy humid 90-100 degree Georgia weather and the fact that I have to wake up early on a Saturday to drive an hour and a half to a meeting. So transparent sometimes!

Then there's the other dream last night in which my hair turned to macaroni and cheese and was all drippy and disgusting like Pizza the Hut from Spaceballs. Sick.