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Tuesday, February 15, 2005

With the Lord of the Rings/Hobbit play 
I had two dreams in a row. The first one involved our galaxy slowly erasing itself for no explicable scientific reason, so we had to escape to another galaxy, which we thought might kill us but we weren't sure.

Then I dreamed that I showed up at drama and we were all getting ready for this play we were supposed to do at the local high schools. We all had these bizarre costumes on - I was dressed up as a princess, and I remember Hannah A. and Joey were both dressed up as chimney sweeps. Turns out, the play we were doing was Lord of the Rings. (Um... yeah, that was my first guess.) Except the plot was really more like The Hobbit with Frodo instead of Bilbo.

We went to Sterling High and performed it there. I played Frodo and also did the voice work for Bilbo (who looked exactly like the Babylon 5 creature that says "Zog") and Gollum (who looked like a giant grasshopper). Frodo met Gollum while wandering around in this smoke-filled cave looking for Bilbo. My line was, "Bilbo! Bilbo!" Pretty easy to remember, right? Well, I messed it up, and wandered in yelling, "Gollum! Bilbo!" And was pretty sure I heard snickers coming from the audience.

Our Smaug was rather intriguing, too. He was a giant stone dragon head that we attached to a string on the ceiling and swung him back and forth over the audience's heads.

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Thursday, January 27, 2005

The long vivid Colonial dream 
I dreamed a very long confusing dream I'm going to try to recreate here. I do remember there being a huge contest where everyone was supposed to bring food. However it was a failure because everyone brought food that they had messed up while cooking it. We were all waiting for this world-famous chef to arrive and salvage the party/contest. Finally she shows up three hours late (and she looks exactly like that girl in the Babylon 5 episode with the docking bay strikers), apologizes for ruining the food she brought, and runs back off.

Suddenly I'm in like... a colonial Midwest town. I am one of four girls who were all best friends when they were young and are now in their 20's - Millie, Anna, Clara, and Sarah. It's not clear which one I am - either Anna or Clara. Sarah has a young child, or possibly a younger brother that she has to take care of all the time. The only way we travel is by walking... barefoot. I have a clear memory of walking up a grassy hill in my bare feet.

The group of four girls are all together, and one by one they have to go home. For some reason, I can't go home. I try to hitch a ride with a truck driver (who suddenly makes an appearance in this midwest story) but he refuses. So I follow Sarah around everywhere, hoping she'll lead me to my home, since I can't remember where it is.

There's also a 90-or-so-year-old-lady who lives in an old creaky house with her daughter. Sarah runs through the house so I follow her, only to find that the lady's daughter has died and there are people in there preparing for the funeral. The daughter is lying dead on the living room floor and the lady is wandering around, dressed very nicely, giving orders. Over the din I call, "I'm sorry, Mrs. (whatever her name is)," and begin to leave. Then I turn around to look one last time and she's now a young woman who looks rather like a bar girl. She's wearing green, and has her hands on her hips and makes some sort of statement like, "Can I go now?"

The strange thing about this dream was that the images were incredibly clear, even if the sequence of events isn't.

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Wednesday, May 15, 2002

Where Bester was experimenting on us 
I had a long crazy dream last night but remember almost none of it. I remember Bester from Babylon 5 was there (why do I keep having Babylon 5 dreams?) and he kept doing strange things to us with his mind, like we'd all of a sudden feel like we were on fire and then it would stop and we'd look at him and he'd go, "Ha, ha, ha, new experiment." Quirky.

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Tuesday, May 07, 2002

Where all the youth group people fight 

I had a dream that us youth groupers were all fighting each other with costumes on. I was dressed as a Narn (from Babylon 5) and PJ was dressed as a Hawaiian surfer and I think Jenni was dressed as a knight... Then I was tryig to remember the name of a brontosaurus, so I kept going, "Um, brachiosaurus! No...apatosaurus! No...stegosaurus! No...dinonychus!"

And at that moment, as I said "dinonychus," Kyle leaped off this shelf (Kyle in Illinois, not Kyle in California) screaming "DINONYCHUS!" and claws came out of his hands and feet and he had this icky black goo all over him and then he picked up a guitar and started swinging it around his head and I knew he was going to throw it at me so I picked up my camera and started swinging it around and then he threw the guitar at me but he missed even though he was only standing like two feet away from me (great aim, huh?) and so I threw the camera at him and he sort of shot out through the doors.

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