So Vaughn's convinced me to start this dream blog thing. I think he's just bitter that he lost Nudge Wars 2006. I welcome any/all interpretations :)
So I had this dream about a week ago: I'm watching a play competition, except no one in the play knows their lines. So they keep asking other actors on stage, "Hey man you know what my line is?" Or they're making comments on other actors' lines, like, "Oh I love that line", "Haha that's hilarious, one of my faves". It's terrible. So finally one guy in the audience has had enough and stands up and yells "WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LEARN YOUR LINES???" The actors on stage are quite genuinely surprised by his reaction and are like, "How do you suggest we do that?" So this audience member is suggests they read the script, except he has a SPECIAL script printed on electronic paper that automatically highlights the relevant lines in light blue... I guess like a teleprompter script.
So I've had enough, and I leave and go to the washroom, and then hey there's Leanne Hogeterp dressed ready to go to the beach, sun hat and all, waving at me and saying something to me. Except I don't notice her because I have Ipod earphones on and the music's too loud.
Plus I have to go meet up with Vaughn, who's taking me with him and a bunch of other people to 'Nambia'. Yes Vaughn, I'm aware that doesn't exist, but in the dream, you showed me a map and clearly printed were the words "Nambia". Of course this could open the debate as to whether one is able to read words in dreams, as that was the basis of a whole episode of Batman the Animated Series. I digress.
So I go to Nambia, but then I remember I have to go back to Oakville for a dental appointment. So I go back via the GO train, but I'm caught by these people and they bring me a big Roman-style building with marble pillars and the like. They sit me down on the opposite end of a really long marble table. On my side to my left and right are a whole bunch of other people like me. An old guy to my left whispers to me, hope you get a hot one. So then these white-robed individuals come out and sit opposite us. Mine happens to be a cute girl. The guy to my left softly curses. I start worrying though, because something seems odd. So finally, she asks me sternly, why were you in Nambia?? I struggle for an answer and finally say, To take photos and videos for your records. I know this is a bold faced lie. She suddenly gets really friendly and asks to see some photos. So I just happen to have some photos in my backpack of the Grand Canyon and I show them to her, and she gets really interested in the photos and starts asking all sorts of questions.
But then I'm kidnapped/rescued by my friend Vasu who takes me to Toronto. Except he won't let me out of the car, because he's just about to enter a drag race. So I'm forced to hold on as he tears down the streets of Toronto. Imagine the time lapse shot from City TV.
And then I woke up.
THE END
There's the most recent ones. I think I'm gonna have to post some of the crazy ones from the past that I can remember. Because they were so much weirder.
So I had this dream about a week ago: I'm watching a play competition, except no one in the play knows their lines. So they keep asking other actors on stage, "Hey man you know what my line is?" Or they're making comments on other actors' lines, like, "Oh I love that line", "Haha that's hilarious, one of my faves". It's terrible. So finally one guy in the audience has had enough and stands up and yells "WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LEARN YOUR LINES???" The actors on stage are quite genuinely surprised by his reaction and are like, "How do you suggest we do that?" So this audience member is suggests they read the script, except he has a SPECIAL script printed on electronic paper that automatically highlights the relevant lines in light blue... I guess like a teleprompter script.
So I've had enough, and I leave and go to the washroom, and then hey there's Leanne Hogeterp dressed ready to go to the beach, sun hat and all, waving at me and saying something to me. Except I don't notice her because I have Ipod earphones on and the music's too loud.
Plus I have to go meet up with Vaughn, who's taking me with him and a bunch of other people to 'Nambia'. Yes Vaughn, I'm aware that doesn't exist, but in the dream, you showed me a map and clearly printed were the words "Nambia". Of course this could open the debate as to whether one is able to read words in dreams, as that was the basis of a whole episode of Batman the Animated Series. I digress.
So I go to Nambia, but then I remember I have to go back to Oakville for a dental appointment. So I go back via the GO train, but I'm caught by these people and they bring me a big Roman-style building with marble pillars and the like. They sit me down on the opposite end of a really long marble table. On my side to my left and right are a whole bunch of other people like me. An old guy to my left whispers to me, hope you get a hot one. So then these white-robed individuals come out and sit opposite us. Mine happens to be a cute girl. The guy to my left softly curses. I start worrying though, because something seems odd. So finally, she asks me sternly, why were you in Nambia?? I struggle for an answer and finally say, To take photos and videos for your records. I know this is a bold faced lie. She suddenly gets really friendly and asks to see some photos. So I just happen to have some photos in my backpack of the Grand Canyon and I show them to her, and she gets really interested in the photos and starts asking all sorts of questions.
But then I'm kidnapped/rescued by my friend Vasu who takes me to Toronto. Except he won't let me out of the car, because he's just about to enter a drag race. So I'm forced to hold on as he tears down the streets of Toronto. Imagine the time lapse shot from City TV.
And then I woke up.
THE END
There's the most recent ones. I think I'm gonna have to post some of the crazy ones from the past that I can remember. Because they were so much weirder.
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