The Dreams of Hannah

I dreamed that for the family reunion, we all went to go see a production of Cats. For some reason Bryce from NLDC was there, too. When we got there and sat in our seats, Bryce decided that the seats weren't good enough, so he stood up and yelled, "EVERYBODY MOVE DOWN SIX ROWS!" Surprisingly, everyone did, and we somehow ended up in the second row in some very good seats.

The play went on, but after the third song, the female lead stubbed her toe on something and proceeded to swear a bunch. My parents were both upset because all my little siblings were there. The actress apologized to all of us, although she did refer to us as "young hoodlum doodles." Then she began to cry about how terrible a show this was and how much she wished it were better. Uncle Andy then helpfully told her all the things he didn't like about the show, but that she shouldn't feel bad about it. Somehow this did cheer her up and she managed to go on and finish the show.

Labels: bryce, cats, nldc, uncle andy

I had an extremely complicated dream that mostly revolved around trying to make it to Travis's graduation party. One time it turned into an episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. All these birds started dying in the air and just dropping to the ground. Then dead sheep and bugs dropped from the sky. A flea bit some supporting character who doesn't exist in the real show, and it sucked ALL his blood from his face, and he turned brown and looked like he was made out of crumbly marble. He was still alive, but he wasn't able to talk or really do anything with his face. And Buffy was acting totally weird and licking things and being no help at all.

Then Dad and Uncle Andy and I were walking through a shop and I realized it was a Buffy-themed shop. I thought, "I should totally get Travis something from here! He's such a Buffy fan!" (Which he's not.)

Then I was driving my dad to Sauk, when I realized I really needed to get to that party. I drove what I thought would be the way there, but I ended up going over a little river in a ferry and ending up in a little amusement park on an island. Mom was there, and Dad said he'd just ride to school with her, so I could make it to my party.

I ran back over the river which really wasn't all that deep, and ran up the stairs, where I gave a little ticket to the blind ticket collector, who was just sprawled out on the stairs leading up to the land. He was blocking half the stairway but was just taking tickets from there. I also talked to a little girl while I was trying to get to my car, but I don't know what happened there.

I drove until I found myself at a steakhouse. I went in and there were a bunch of people I knew, including a guy who I thought was Travis until I looked a little closer. Beth A. and Tyler were both there as well, and they told me I should hang out with them for awhile. But I knew I really needed to get to Travis's party and only had like a half hour left. So I inexplicably sang them a song about how I'd be back in like 15 minutes.

When I went outside, I couldn't find my car. I looked for it everywhere in the parking lot but couldn't find it. Then I realized the crew from inside would probably try to sabotage my car because I was leaving them. I looked and, sure enough, they were siphoning gas out of a red car. I chased them off and then realized they'd gotten the wrong car anyway, my car was right behind that one.

I got in it and started to drive but couldn't figure out how to make it to Travis's from here. Suddenly I was driving using a steering wheel in the back seat of the van, with people smooshed all around me, including Lococo. Joel and Elizabeth were in the seats ahead of me and I was getting very frustrated that I couldn't see over their heads as to where I was going. They kept yelling, "Turn here!" and I'd try to turn but then they'd yell, "NOT THERE!"

Labels: beth a, buffy the vampire slayer, dad, elizabeth, joel, lococo, travis, tyler, uncle andy

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.

Labels: dad, facebook, jason robert brown, uncle andy

I dreamed that my father's entire family lived on my block, including a few people who don't exist, like a senile great-grandmother of mine. There was a blizzard and I was sent around to check on my family, except I didn't want to check on Great-Grandma because she scared me, so I walked past her house and hoped she wasn't dead. Then later when I went back, my grandma and my Uncle Andy were running in and out of our house boiling water.

There was also something about a teacher who wanted to send children to different houses to learn different things, but people abandoned his way of thinking and sent their children to a public school after all.

Labels: grandma m, uncle andy

I dreamed I went up to visit B'qi for a week, and she had all sorts of things planned for my visit there. Her room didn't look at all like her room, though, it looked like the TV room of our big house in North Dakota. She wanted to see the URLSCDV4, so I began looking through my CD cases for it, only to find that I'd probably left it at home, which made me very angry.

At one point as part of our tour of St. Paul, we went to St. Louis (?!?!) where my dad picked us up next to this this rickety old staircase in a blue van. (Um, *Dad* was in the van. Not the staircase.) "Sorry I'm so late," he said. "It took me a long time to find St. Louis. Your directions aren't very good."

Then B'qi and I went to the American Idol finale, which was NOTHING like the real thing. There were four contestants left - Carrie (from the actual show), Kelly Clarkson, a guy named Josiah who couldn't sing very well, and a guy named Nick who could. They were in our drama room and they stood in all four corners of the room and people would rush over to them, indicating that they were voting for them. B'qi sort of disappeared at this point, and I ran over to Nick because I was going to vote for him. But then I noticed Josiah had about thirteen people around him, and the only other one who was even close to winning was Kelly, and Carrie was yelling, "GO TO KELLY SO JOSIAH DOESN'T WIN!" So I did, and Kelly won, except then they said Carrie really did becasue she was so nice for wanting Kelly to win.

Then we were in a post office, and Mom was ranting and raving because she had mailed four packages out to Uncle Andy and they had all gotten stolen in the post office. I asked her what had happened, and was treated to a flashback, except it was really happening. Mom placed her four packages in what looked like little phone booths, and then stepped away, and Kathrine G. from church walked right up to them and took them away. I followed her over to a wall where she was talking to her parents, took her aside, and informed her that those packages were OURS. She said, yes, she knew, and she was going to give them back, but she had to pick up SOMETHING from the post office to make it look like she had a reason for being here. "Can't let my parents know I only came here for the American Idol finale," she said with a laugh.

Then I'm on a street corner talking with Carrie and Kelly and B'qi, and Carrie starts, like, stripping or something. And then Josiah and Darren come by in a car, and Darren yells out the window something like, "And you couldn't do anything about it - I WON!" which makes me crack up laughing because not only did Darren not win, he wasn't even IN the competition.

And then I'm on the other side of the street and cars are passing in front of me, blocking my view of the side of the street that B'qi's on. When the last car passes by me, I see that everyone's gone. "Everyone's leaving!" I sob. "So are we!" says B'qi, who appears next to a purple minivan. "Come on, Hannah, we're leaving!"

And then I woke up.

Labels: american idol, b'qi, carrie underwood, darren, kathrine, kelly clarkson, mom, uncle andy, urlscds