The Dreams of Hannah

I dreamed I missed a Creative Writing class and so had to go drop my assignment by my instructor's house instead of handing it in in class. My assigment was to bring two potted plants by her house and put them outside her door. As we drove away from the house, my mom said, "I hope that's the right house, otherwise some guy is going to get an awful lot of flowers!" And then I looked back and saw that there was some girl putting a kitten inside one of the potted plants so I knew it was right house.

Labels: amanda e, mom

I had this dream that I was watching this really lame British TV show starring John Goodman and Adam Pascal (who didn't look like Adam at all, he looked like Norbert actually). They both had on business suits and Adam/Norbert was playing this British guy who hated Americans but for some reason was going to have to entertain some at his business office or something, so John Goodman (although I typed "Goomdan" which is really funny to say) was teaching him how to talk with an American accent (although he himself was apparently British). Adamnorbert really didn't want to, he kept giving John Goodman these ticked looks. One of the things he was trying to get Adamnorbert to do was say all the numbers with an American accent. "Just pretend that you just see the numerals, and they're all American," was his helpful advice on this subject.

At one point John Goodman dropped a four-dollar bill on the floor (hmm, dollars, not euros... guess he's Americanizing it futher) and gave Adamnorbert a name: Six. He said, "Six, pick up four." And then when Adamnorbert went to pick it up, John Goodman kicked him and did some weird little dance step and it was the end of that section of the show.

It moved on to the second section which was John Goodman, out of character now, playing himself, sitting behind a desk commenting on the skit. "You know, you may not be aware of this," he tells his viewing audience, "but we play the skit and have to re-tape it all the time because we mess up, and seventy-five percent of the time go with the original tapings anyway because it looks better." At this point some chick brought him a coffee cup and set it on his desk. He said thank you to her and then kept talking to us. "And I was wondering as I was shaving this morning, 'What would it be like to see an all-live broadcast?' So here's a special treat for you, an all-live reperformance of that skit!"

I was watching this in the bathroom upstairs and was, needless to say, unenthused by this intro and turned off the TV. I then looked out the window of the bathroom and flipped out because sitting outside on the swingset was the semi-silhouetted-but-quite-obviously-only-loincloth'd figure of some like 90-year-old guy. I was so freaked out by this that I just sorta stood there at the window trying to figure out if I was seeing it right, and then I went downstairs and told Mom.

There was also a portion of the dream in which I went to the college and the hallways were piled high with stacks of folded T-shirts, as were all the offices and classrooms. I was very frustrated because I kept trying to get to my class but was having difficulty stepping over all the T-shirts.

Labels: adam pascal, john goodman, norbert

I dreamed I went to church for some sort of special presentation, and it turned out to be the New Life Drama Company performing for us. They did some sort of weird song-related skit where they all danced around with cardboard cutouts of cars in front of their faces. Afterwards I tried to talk to one of them (who was actually Brett from DTS/KSK) to let them know that I was interested in joining up with them. So he gave me this card and told me to fill out. It was some sort of "I made a decision tonight" card but there was no "I want to join NLDC" option. I asked him about this and he gave me some vague answer I decided I'd have to think about. So I told him that and asked him if I could talk to him again later that evening about this. He glared at me and informed me that later on he'd be WAY too busy hanging out with his friends to talk to me.

Labels: nldc

I had this long bizarre dream that was made up of bits and pieces.

At one point, I was watching a movie (I believe it was "Gattaca", on Anna's recommendation) and observed this very gruesome image of someone who had no lower body, it had been blown up or something, being half-dragged, half-carried off down a hallway. The person didn't seem to be upset about it, in fact they looked rather bored. I can't even remember whether it was a man or a woman.

At another point, I was at my home with a group of women from some church. One of them was complaining to me about their drama team. One of her anecdotes went something like this. "We had this girl who was so sweet, but boy, did she get the giggles! Last year our Christmas play for our church was the story of this girl who had been beaten but she went to business school, and we really wanted to show her getting beaten so we could show WHY she went to business school, but this girl - any time anyone tried to hit her . . . You just could NOT believe that someone like her would go to business school."

Tyler apparently also lived on our street again, and every day, at his mother's request, he'd ride up and down the street in a fire engine with a megaphone blaring some sort of song mix he especially made for his mother. He also was into making wax faces of people he knew. I found one that was supposed to be me, but it didn't look like me at ALL. It didn't even look like a person. It looked like a purple squished banana.

There was something else about a test for my French class too where we were saying things that, far as I know, don't exist in French, like one of them was "Dancevitovo". Also it made me really depressed because then I got my test back and I had misspelled just about everything on the page.

Labels: anna, gattaca, tyler

I dreamed CleanFilms sent me an email saying they'd received the movie "King Hitch" from me and were shipping out "King Arthur".

Labels: cleanfilms, hitch, king arthur

I had this dream where I was trying to get on a plane, and I ran down an escalator and through security, and they kept changing the place where the plane was supposed to be boarding. They kept starting to taxi and then suddenly discovering the plane was unsafe to fly and coming back to the gate to check it again and I kept ALMOST getting there but still missing it. Weird.

I dreamed Bethany came into my room at six o'clock in the morning to tell me I had a phone call. We had a cell phone for some reason, and so she handed me the phone and I said, "Hello?" And I hear on the other end of the phone, "......Hello?" "Um, yes, hello." "This is Sarah." "Sarah.... who?" "Sarah L." (Except she said her last name.)

I was a little taken aback because Sarah has avowed she hates the phone as much as I do, and I was about to ask her when she said, "Yeah, I know, you thought I'd never call you, but I had to."

"Isn't it like four in the morning your time?!" I asked, and she said yes, but didn't go into any further detail about why she'd called or anything, just walked around her house talking to the people in it and not even really talking to me.

There was another part of the dream where Nathan was absolutely furious because there were no tortilla chips left.

Labels: nathan, sarah l

I dreamed I was Bernie from Daretosing but I was on the run from someone evil. At one point I hid in a closet and this evil woman found me but then she turned good and helped me run away. At another point I had to hide underneath a huge pile of pink clothes while the evil king wandered through and looked for me. Weird stuff.

Labels: daretosing