Saturday, August 18, 2007
Where I let the kids watch an evil movie
I dreamed I had some extremely gory slasher movie on my laptop and decided to let the kids watch it, except halfway through I decided it was a bad idea, so I turned it off. Then I felt stupid for letting the kids watch it, so I made them promise not to tell Mom and Dad.
Labels: bekah, bethany, dad, elizabeth, joel, micah, mom, nathan, seth
Friday, August 17, 2007
Where we stay at Jason Robert Brown's house
I dreamed that our whole family was going on some sort of vacation where we would stay for a long period of time with Jason Robert Brown and his family, except he had seven kids. I arrived two days later than everyone else, and Dad brought me down to the basement to meet JRB. He was sitting at a piano writing music. I was a little awestruck and tried to ask him a serious question, but he kept saying completely random things to me that confused me a lot. At one point he asked me what my favorite show was (I'm not sure whether he meant of his, or ever - it'd be the same answer either way) and I got flustered and answered, "All of them," and he nodded sagely and said, "Yes, me too."
In the meantime, my siblings and his kids spent all their time playing a very complicated scripted game. I tried to join in at one point, and they actually handed me a script and made me read it. They stopped me halfway through one of the lines, however - the line was "Well, she IS an incredibly unusual girl" and one of JRB's older daughters told me that we were replacing the words "incredibly unusual" with "stunning." I asked why, and she just shrugged and said, "Ah, well, you know, the kids decide they want to change something and then it just gets stuck this way." For some reason this struck me as an intense violation of my artistic integrity and I decided I couldn't play this game anymore.
Eventually Uncle Andy showed up. I gave him a hug, but he frowned at me and said, "That's a terrible hug." So I hugged him harder and that one was apparently okay. He then told us that he just wanted to come out here to announce that he was marrying a girl named Cassidy the next week. He'd met her on Facebook.
At some other point in the dream, there were these two bad guys stealing a pie from a shop. I ran up to them and beat them up and took the pie away from them, but the pie started jiggling and wouldn't stop. What had apparently happened was that the adrenaline from my attacking people had gone into the pie and now it was all energetic and couldn't stop moving. Instead of finding this disturbing, we thought it was hilarious, and carried the pie around with us wherever we went to show people.
In the meantime, my siblings and his kids spent all their time playing a very complicated scripted game. I tried to join in at one point, and they actually handed me a script and made me read it. They stopped me halfway through one of the lines, however - the line was "Well, she IS an incredibly unusual girl" and one of JRB's older daughters told me that we were replacing the words "incredibly unusual" with "stunning." I asked why, and she just shrugged and said, "Ah, well, you know, the kids decide they want to change something and then it just gets stuck this way." For some reason this struck me as an intense violation of my artistic integrity and I decided I couldn't play this game anymore.
Eventually Uncle Andy showed up. I gave him a hug, but he frowned at me and said, "That's a terrible hug." So I hugged him harder and that one was apparently okay. He then told us that he just wanted to come out here to announce that he was marrying a girl named Cassidy the next week. He'd met her on Facebook.
At some other point in the dream, there were these two bad guys stealing a pie from a shop. I ran up to them and beat them up and took the pie away from them, but the pie started jiggling and wouldn't stop. What had apparently happened was that the adrenaline from my attacking people had gone into the pie and now it was all energetic and couldn't stop moving. Instead of finding this disturbing, we thought it was hilarious, and carried the pie around with us wherever we went to show people.
Labels: dad, facebook, jason robert brown, uncle andy
Monday, August 13, 2007
Where Jason H freaks out
I dreamed I was in acting class again. Manda was in the class, but she kept not showing up and making everyone mad.
Then I was sitting in the theater after class for some reason and Jason turned on his cell phone and freaked out. I asked what was wrong, and it turns out he had ten new messages. "The last time that happened," he said, "they were calling to tell me that Billy Emu wasn't doing well in his education class... and the next day he was dead!" He was apparently very scared that someone else was dead.
Turns out in the end though, it was all just Anna W. randomly calling because she was bored. Jason was so relieved that nobody was dead that he ran up to her and hugged her and cried and said, "Don't ever do that to me again!"
Then I was sitting in the theater after class for some reason and Jason turned on his cell phone and freaked out. I asked what was wrong, and it turns out he had ten new messages. "The last time that happened," he said, "they were calling to tell me that Billy Emu wasn't doing well in his education class... and the next day he was dead!" He was apparently very scared that someone else was dead.
Turns out in the end though, it was all just Anna W. randomly calling because she was bored. Jason was so relieved that nobody was dead that he ran up to her and hugged her and cried and said, "Don't ever do that to me again!"
Labels: anna w, jason h, manda
