Hot off the neurons: I had a dream that makes me worry about my subconscious. I was on a soccer field for the first event of the annual Pentathlon: atlatl. I was standing next to the target. Also on the field was F.O., who you may remember from an earlier dream was the guy who nonchalantly beat Ben from Lost to death with the hood of his truck. F. ( Read more... )

Hot off the neurons: About once every two years or so I have a dream involving a girl, LG, I went to high school with. I don't really understand why she shows up in my dreams: although she was pretty I didn't really have a crush on her, we weren't close friends, and we rarely even spoke. And yet, other than my two best friends, I don't really ever ( Read more... )

I had this dream two days ago and it was one of the more vivid dreams that I've had in a while owing to all the Nyquil I was taking at the time.

Hot off the neurons: I was standing outside a door with a plaque on it that read "Sonic Society HQ" and I entered without knocking. The room beyond the door was totally unexpected. Every available ( Read more... )

Hot off the neurons: A recent dream was influenced by the mutiny that kicked off the final season of Battlestar Galactica. I was in the midst of the mutiny, accompanied by Lily Allen, and we were trying to get to a bathroom (although I suppose they'd call it the head on the Galactica). I should probably stop right there, but I must set forth some ( Read more... )

Once or twice a year I have a dream that I am sailing one of the boats I used to work on in improbable circumstances. Last night I dreamed that I was sailing the Schooner Edna along the rain flooded streets of downtown Portland, Maine.[1] The immediate dilemma was that I needed to get pilot the vessel out into Portland Harbor, but the traffic-by ( Read more... )

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Hot off the neurons: I had a series of really bizarre dreams last night, the only one of which I can recall with clarity involved Jennifer Aniston telling my wife's parents that I was a "jackass" and not good enough for their daughter.


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[Hot off the neurons:] I dreamed that I was having dinner with a telepath. (I actually know this person in waking life and had just discovered that they were telepathic in the dream, but the details of that are not important here.) The telepath was eating salad. Each time she took a bite she frowned. I asked why.

"This lettuce was sad and ( Read more... )