Weirdness in Dreamtime

[billroper]

So last night I was dreaming that I was in a parking lot and that daisy_knotwise had left her keys in the minivan and had left the minivan unlocked. I had driven there separately, saw the car, and hit the trigger on my spare car key to lock the minivan. Then I headed off to find her and tell her to go get her keys. (Why I didn't grab the keys myself is one of those mysteries.)

I found myself sitting at a table, facing some woman that I didn't recognize, but who was supposed to be Gretchen.

"You can't leave your keys in the car like that."

"Sure I can. You locked it, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did, but someone could break the window and steal the car. You need to go get the keys."

"Don't worry. It'll be fine." And she got up and left.

At this point, I turned to the director and said, "All right, who is this idiot? What did you do with Gretchen? We need to get her back here now!"

Obviously, a problem somewhere in Central Dream Casting...

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Dreams

[markiv1111.livejournal.com]

Sounds pretty creepy! Two nights ago I dreamed that Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas was following me down the freeway in his car. I stopped my car suddenly, forcing him to stop too. I ran back and said, "Justice Thomas! I am so glad to meet you!" and pumped his hand vigorously. (Were I to meet Justice Thomas in real life, of *course* I'd be polite and respectful -- of the office more than the man -- but the thing about this that also felt creepy was that in the dream, I really idolized Clarence Thomas. We need to remember all of these are *dreams* -- real life does not even remotely connect!)

Nate