I only just remembered this dream while I was walking to my last class, so I am very fuzzy on the details.
I guess I was on Fantasy Island or I was talking to a group of people, who may have included my family, and we were discussing “Fantasy Island”.
Later, I’m standing next to Mr. Roarke with the aforementioned people apparently giving him a hard time now, asking about the island. I got really defensive and I was all “what the FUCK is your problem with Fantasy Island? You got a question about Fantasy Island — you can ask ME!”. Mr. Roarke and my parents smiled at me (for protecting the island or something lame like that) and then I like bent down a little bit, so I would appear shorter, like I was Tattoo, and everyone laughed, and I think I apologized to Mr. Roarke because I didn’t want him to think I was making fun of Tattoo.
I was at a Weird Al concert, but it was really supposed to be a concert for someone else, and Weird Al was just a special guest, or the other way around maybe. Anyway, Al decided he wanted to go talk to everyone in the audience while the other comedian guy (who wasn’t very good) was on stage.
It was not really like a concert hall, more like my high school’s auditorium or a wedding chapel. I was on the left (from the back) side in the front row at the rightmost seat, so Al came to me first. (Even though it would have made more sense for him to start on the right block. Aaaanyway, he’s like “gimme five!” so I did and then he’s like “down low!” so I did and then he’s like “in the middle!” and I was kinda pissed because he was making me use my left hand to give him five and it just didn’t seem natural, so I switched it to my right hand for the last one. Then he said something funny and left.
He went to the girl sitting to the left of me, who I feel like was Justine. He was like “gimme five!” and she did and then he was like “okay, I’m going to teach you this super secret handshake!” and he tried to, but she was like “it’s too complicated!” so then he slapped her on the head and went to the next person. Justine turned to me and she’s like “that really hurt!” and I was like “well, I guess that’ll teach you not to turn down a handshake at a concert!” and for some reason this was a really hilarious statement to make and I felt really clever saying it.
Throughout the rest of the show, I kept looking back to see where Al was, and he never seemed to get very far, so I was concerned he wouldn’t be able to get to everybody. I didn’t recognize any of the songs he did, except I think he did “Like a Surgeon” because he was dressed up like Madonna and wearing this tiny little thong. He also did a song where he was suspended above the stage with wires and wearing all white and he was stretched out kind of doing the splits but in an impossible way.
Another dream. Don’t recall the situation, but I was in the street and suddenly there were these two people in chicken suits rolling two giant eggs down the street. Then they started attacking the eggs with giant hammers. Bret and Jemaine came out of the eggs and they were wearing white shirts that said “TAKETHETEST.COM/TEST” (in gray, something like Copperplate but more dignified). I got the sense that this was their jobs before they were famous. It seemed to be more like “get tested” (for STDs) than like a school test or something, but it also seemed to be something to do with testing to see if you were gay. I think I was discussing this whole performance art-advertising thing with my brother and we were imagining Bret and Jemaine taking the test and how Bret would “pass” (not be gay) and that Jemaine would keep asking him for answers because he seemed like he could be slightly *floppy hand gesture* — after all, he did do that “Bret, You Got It Goin’ On” thing.
The first dream, I had a really awesome night. I was out partying with some friends, I feel like it was my middle school friends, and I must have been drunk or high or something, because I was extremely outgoing and obnoxious. We went to some outdoor beach party type thing, and there was a band, and I was like yelling dumb things out in silly voices. Like, I was saying really naive things. And lots of people laughed. And I laughed.
Then we like went to a movie theatre and I was still saying funny stuff and enjoying myself.
Then I went through all the theatres and the last room was the auditorium at my high school and there were a bunch of guys in sports uniforms. I was with a few other people and we kind of burst in all loud and stuff and I was like “umm… is this a serious meeting?” and they said yes so we left.
Then I was in the front foyer and I was going to go to my locker or somewhere, but there were doors by the display case and everything was locked up. I wandered around the front foyer looking closely at things for no particular reason for awhile. There was another guy there, Alan, but his name was Tommy in the dream. He ran out the front door and away and I started running after him. This girl named Tanya was chasing him apparently, then I thought, hey, I’ll run the other way and maybe she’ll think he ran that way too! And it worked and she followed me and I was playing dumb and stuff and the other guy got away.
So I feel like there was another dream here that I’ve now forgotten about. Well, there was a thing where I was in a car trying to explain to people that “Bobby” in British talk sounded like “Paula”.
The last dream, my brother and I were sent back to February 2001. Or our consciousnesses were or something, because I was like eleven years old like I was supposed to be, but I knew everything I know now. At first we were like “cool!” and my brother was going to go to the library to get an almanac or something, but that doesn’t make sense, but I was like “oh yeah, invest in Google, lololol!”.
We were in our townhouse instead of this house, which isn’t right, but oh well. My first instinct was to go on Neopets. It was pretty dumb because my account like already existed and I logged in and it was like “your pet Zombiesomething is now a Somethingelse because the Somethingelses beat the Zombiesomethings”. So then I was pissed because my Zombie whatever was a baby and the whatever it turned into didn’t come in baby colour.
So like then I wanted to go to my blog and I was like “hmm, do I write something about how I’m from the future or what?” except my website didn’t even exist then so it was pretty dumb too.
And like later me and my brother went to tell our parents about it but they were mean and didn’t believe us and then suddenly I realized it was only February and that 9/11 hadn’t happened yet and I got really upset and cried, even though that’s totally not like me. I went on Wikipedia (using Firefox, which didn’t yet exist, although Wikipedia did, by just a month) and looked up 9/11 and it took me to some poker article or something.
I was on some sort of nature walk or something with my aunt and uncle, although I was with different people at different times. I was with my family at one point and some girl I don’t know at another. It was very mountainy but flat. We kept getting higher and I would see places below that I’d been to before and would point it out to whoever I was with, or at least think about doing so.
Later, I was in a hotel room with my family. I was lying on a bed with my mom, it was the bed on the right, closest to the door, and we were lying on the left side. I asked her about how it was that I was with my aunt and uncle because I knew that my uncle had died, and yet I was with him, and then he died. I then realized that it was because this was a dream. My mom got mad that I would say/think such a thing, or I was afraid she would, so I ran out of the room (as well as to go do something more interesting).
I was in a spiral stairway that was completely enclosed, like in a castle, but it was very solid, plain, and kind of goldenish coloured. I felt like I was running away from my mom, but also running to something.
I finally got to the bottom and saw the very large lobby. “Oh, there’s Jason Schwartzman!” I said, looking at the front desk clerk. I then went into a large dining room with many tables and not much else, except people at the tables. One of the first tables as I came in on the left had the boys from “Malcolm in the Middle” sitting at it, or at least Francis and Reese for sure.
I went to sit down at Def Leppard’s table, but I think there were only two of them there. Rick Savage sat on the right and the other one I felt was Joe Elliott, but he didn’t quite look like him. Well, both of them looked a bit wonky I think, as most famous people do in my dreams. Anyway, I sat down and asked Joe “what’s up?” and he said something like “a lot of stuff” — referring to, you know, the sky, airplanes, the second floor, etc., which I thought was absolutely hilarious and clever.
There was another part of the dream which I think goes earlier, but I don’t know how it fit in. I was on the street near my house with my family, it was night and raining very hard. A bus drove by and we ran to catch up to it. The rest of my family got on, but it didn’t stop for me since I was a little bit behind. I was very confused and didn’t know whether I should wait there for them to come back or take the next bus or what. I collapsed by the side of the corner store and started crying. It didn’t occur to me that I could just go home.
I have a slight remembrance of flying down my street at night and a bit with someone with an RV, but I also feel this is remembering an old dream. And another bit about a freaky store downtown and some friends — but I feel even more that this dream is old… but why am I remembering it now?
There is something I now remember that may have been yesterday. It was very elaborate, I was with a lot of my old friends, Heather and Cindy in particular, Alison, maybe Jennifer. There was a bit with an airplane and we needed to delay someone from going on the plane, and had to somehow set their watch back by just a few minutes in order to do so. Something with someone’s mom being in danger, this person we were supposed to stop presumably. We were very like spies and doing secret and bad things. There was this vehicle we were on, like in “Austin Powers”, the little thing that he gets stuck in the hallway, but longer. And I wasn’t supposed to be there at first but then I flew/jumped onto it and I knocked into Heather as I was going over their heads. We went to some place, like a dorm, towards the end, looking for this person’s room, but we didn’t know their name or something. I also feel very much like Mark was involved, he may have been “the person”. I feel like a bit of it took place at university, passing by the “fish bowl”, and getting food whilst doing so. I don’t think we succeeded in the end. I think it was bigger than we realized.
Another dream that may have been today or yesterday or who knows when had me navigating the streets downtown. I was with my mom at least and some other people. I don’t know where we were trying to get. I felt very much we were supposed to go down a certain street that had a certain distinct name that I can’t at all recall but it started with K or Z I think, it was like Koocher or something. I feel like we were looking for a place where there were a lot of people. I also feel like I’m remembering an old dream as well. I should probably stop or I’ll start writing about every dream I’ve had I’ve never written about.
Why aliens? Why always aliens?
I’ve been playing RollerCoaster Tycoon a lot these past few days. So much that the merry-go-round music is constantly stuck in my head. I’ll wake up in the middle of the night, and there it is. So it’s not surprising that I dreamt I saw these little aliens as guests at my theme park, with their own little window when you click on them.
There were three aliens standing in a line. One of them may have had a spaceship. And yes, they were the approximate size of the guests on RCT. The one in the middle looked like the aliens in “Toy Story”, and it vaguely occurred to me that that was not right. I don’t know if I was concerned that actual aliens would not look like that, and thus, I was again dealing with alien impostors, or maybe I was worried about copyright infringement.
I don’t recall the bulk of the dream. It was another one of those semi-video game dreams, and a TV show. Sort of objective perspective. Subjective? I could never tell those two apart.
So there was one bit where the aliens took over some people’s stores (and bodies?) and were standing in front, and if we could get enough people to go yell at them, then they would just go away. But nobody did.
Then there was this bit with a guy and a girl, which may have been me, or me as someone, and they were in this house. Wait, it was from my perspective. Michael from “Lost” came in, and he looked pretty skinny, and then he walked past us and just stood there and started saying something over and over about the “crazys”. Like that. Not “crazies”. Don’t know why that matters. Anyway, me and the guy jumped out this window and I was missing my shoes, so I had to run back in the house to get them, and we thought if we went out the window, he would think we were cats or “crazys” or something. I was watching “Mantracker” yesterday IRL, and some people were in a house and got in through the window, so that’s where that comes from.
And there was a thing with these two people, who were badass, by the way, and they like had their brains taken out, and then there were babies, and they put their brains in the babies, so then the babies became them… and it was just all freaky. Also, one of the babies was Mel Gibson.
But okay, the point was, I was myself and I was hiding from the aliens when these aliens/people on a motorcycle came by yet I was in a house but it was very rundown and empty but they came by and I was like “wait!” and asked them if they needed any programmers and I like babbled on about how I don’t know a lot but I’m good and I think they said yes, so I went with them. They might have had some connection to the badass people, might have been them, don’t know.
We came outside and looked up and it was night but the stars were so clear, I guess because the aliens had shut off all our power or something. I don’t think we saw it long, because the aliens and humans were fighting and I think they were all firing their guns and stuff and the other guys got killed and I guess I probably did too.
Anyway, messed up. Just thought I’d mention it, rather than studying.