"If hope is not on the menu, try the fried fricasee."

"Dip the broccoli into the halucinations."

"Swiss cake."

S. C. Johnson Wax (My dreams are very specific) was selling an antibacterial cleaning sponge mounted with a nanocamera that could give you live footage of the germs on your countertop dying as you cleaned. I was at a co-worker's house when we saw the commercial, and he said, "Well, you know what's next: Protist Porn."

"And that's why he used to trade pilgrims as a scratching post."

I woke up in the middle of the night, convinced that Hunter S. Thompson had directed a film whose name I couldn't remember. Curiously enough, I couldn't remember anything else about the movie either. But I was so certain of it (it was a great film, too!) that I got out of bed and searched IMDB ( Read more... )

This is a dream from last Tuesday.

We all lived in Connecticut. Me, my friends, the Saints -- New Orleans was in Connecticut instead of Louisiana. Apart from that, my dream geography was perfect. Except that the Everglades were also up there. Okay ( Read more... )

I experienced this dream simultaneously in first person and as if I were watching a documentary.

There were legends of carnivorous, shape-shifting tamarins that could emulate human speech in order to hunt humans for food. [Clips: A dramatization of a monkey jumping out of a tree and attacking an unsuspecting passerby. Another dramatization of an ( Read more... )

My boss had somehow acquired two tigers, who were being held in the backs of two large pickup trucks, and he put me in charge of looking after one of them. The truck had spatial impossibilities that seemed perfectly normal. When I was focusing on the truck, it resembled a tow truck, with most of the bed area occupied by the towing apparatus. But ( Read more... )

I dreamt of a frail, middle-aged Englishman, standing in his study, facing in my direction, poised as if introducing a movie or television show ( Read more... )

"If Q is really twisterbrain, chuck it."

I came home to find that my next-door neighbors had built a driveway through part of my lawn. I wavered on whether to be upset by this. On one hand, they had built it too close to my hedge, not giving it any room to grow. On the other, the part of the driveway that lay on my property was mine to park in. Then again, the fact that it kept ( Read more... )