What did you dream about last night>

My most recurring dream is a variation on a golf theme.

I'm playing in a tournament, competitive with top players (that's not me in real life, I'm just decent), and I get done with one green and head to the next tee box. One of several things happens:

1) Because of the way the tee is configured, and the trees in front or whatever, I can't stand in a way where I can hit the next shot. It might be in a room or a window or on a porch, or actual grass. But no matter how I stand, I can't get the club on the ball. So I try for hours and hours while the whole tournament backs up behind me.

2) I never make it to the next tee box, I can't find it.

3) I make it to the tee box but hit my ball at the wrong green and then get lost, taking hours to find my way back to the course where I belong.

 

You won't believe this, but I had a dream about Carl Monday last night! I have a friend who works at Carl Monday's radio station, and I had a dream that my friend invited me on a trip with him somewhere, and Carl Monday went on the trip, and since I am a librarian I talked to Carl Monday about the library pervert he badgered in two different segments.

I don't remember if I screamed, "Get away from me, Carl Monday!" in the dream.

 

I dreamed of The Electric Prunes.

 

Work's been really hectic so i had my typical anxiety dream--I dreamt that I told my wife that i had lived a rich, full life and that she shouldn't feel sad that i was going to die....

Kind of morbid but it happens whenever I'm really stressed.....


A few weeks back i had a dream i was on that 70's show--not as an actor, but litterally living in the 70s with the cast as my friends, etc....now that was a fun dream that i wish i had more often....

 

Common dreams for me:
--Being an hour past deadline and having six pages to lay out
--Being in planes that are trying to avoid electrical lines
--Women dressed in black ignoring me. Oops, that actually applies to the "Were you successful in love in college?" thread, if it ever is started.

 

It's obviously sexual.

The hero sub is what you strive for.

The minnow is what you've got.

The smashing is pent up sexual frustration.

The bugs are fear of sexually spread diseases.

I dreamt of a train going into a tunnel, but I can't figure that one out.

 

I know I've posted it before, somewhere, but I before I covered big events I had dreams that I would show up to the event, do all the reporting/interviewing and right as I was getting ready to start writing I would realize that I hadn't brought my laptop.

I have a lot of dreams where I'm driving, as well. Right before something happens to the car - I'm dreaming that I'm going to crash head-on into another car, or about to spin out and hit a wall - I wake up.

 

Dream? It was 800 freaking degrees in my new place last night. I'd give my left one just to be able to sleep, let alone dream.

 

I'm beginning to really hate my dreams. they almost always involve work and trying to figure out a lead for the story I'm working on.

I'd much rather dream about Uma Thurman in a G-Girl outfit.

 

Thank you. One of the best movies of the last 25 years.

And it's true, sometimes you've just gotta say "What the fuck."

 

This was weird.

I fell asleep with Sporting News Radio on my headphones, as I have done a great deal lately. At some point in the early morning, I began to dream that I went to meet my best friend from high school in a sports bar. And when I got there, he was hosting a sports talk show. He was talking about Floyd Landis, baseball trades, taking calls. And I wanted to pitch in with my two cents, but the running commentary never stopped long enough for me to get a word in. I was getting plenty pissed.

Of course, then I woke up seamlessly from my dream, with David Stein talking about the same thing on the radio. I suppose he was the sound track to my friend's rambling.