Splitting Dimensions?
Oh, yeah, I managed to write down enough in my dark room to be able to say that last night I had this really strange dream.
I was watching PBS with Briana Lyn Delaney (okay, that's not the strange part - that can really happen) and this show came on where a fairly large group of people was in a bathroom and they were sitting all over, especially over a stall door and they were supposedly naked and rubbing each other. On the mirror, in a stylized writing, kind of like the "Cheers" logo, but not quite and in circular formation with the top bending down and the bottom bending up, but going around in the circle, it said "Fish Tank" and then this little squeaky singing of "Fish Tank, Fish Tank" was heard over and over.
Briana asked what it was and I told her that I think it is one of those weird British sketch comedy shows and that I didn't think I liked it, but I wanted to watch the first sketch to see how I liked this one for certain. She left.
The first sketch started and this guy was in what was like a classroom, and at the back of the classroom there was this "booth" I guess kind of like a jury box and this girl walked into the back door and she is angry. The guy inside isn't a teacher, but a store clerk and the girl claims that she is going to sue him if he can't find the hamster. The girl goes into the booth/box thing at the back of the room. We only see the girl and she says, "Now you are splitting dimensions" and then the scene cuts to a picture of the guy sitting on a clock on the wall and a smaller wooden desk (more like a "home desk" or "office desk" but small for a student in a classroom) where he is also sitting, but he is almost flat as he sits on those surfaces. The scene cuts back to the girl who is then sitting on the door of this booth/box, but she stands up inside of it and opens a door on the front and comes out of the area. Then she sits in a chair at one of the desks. The clerk is only in a chair at one of the desks, but the girl says "You're doing it again" and then we see a doll, well, two dolls, but it supposed "the same" doll that is sitting on two separate desks. . . .
and then my writing is WAAAY too messy . . . and I don't really remember much of the dream after that, either. Maybe that's when I woke up.
I was watching PBS with Briana Lyn Delaney (okay, that's not the strange part - that can really happen) and this show came on where a fairly large group of people was in a bathroom and they were sitting all over, especially over a stall door and they were supposedly naked and rubbing each other. On the mirror, in a stylized writing, kind of like the "Cheers" logo, but not quite and in circular formation with the top bending down and the bottom bending up, but going around in the circle, it said "Fish Tank" and then this little squeaky singing of "Fish Tank, Fish Tank" was heard over and over.
Briana asked what it was and I told her that I think it is one of those weird British sketch comedy shows and that I didn't think I liked it, but I wanted to watch the first sketch to see how I liked this one for certain. She left.
The first sketch started and this guy was in what was like a classroom, and at the back of the classroom there was this "booth" I guess kind of like a jury box and this girl walked into the back door and she is angry. The guy inside isn't a teacher, but a store clerk and the girl claims that she is going to sue him if he can't find the hamster. The girl goes into the booth/box thing at the back of the room. We only see the girl and she says, "Now you are splitting dimensions" and then the scene cuts to a picture of the guy sitting on a clock on the wall and a smaller wooden desk (more like a "home desk" or "office desk" but small for a student in a classroom) where he is also sitting, but he is almost flat as he sits on those surfaces. The scene cuts back to the girl who is then sitting on the door of this booth/box, but she stands up inside of it and opens a door on the front and comes out of the area. Then she sits in a chair at one of the desks. The clerk is only in a chair at one of the desks, but the girl says "You're doing it again" and then we see a doll, well, two dolls, but it supposed "the same" doll that is sitting on two separate desks. . . .
and then my writing is WAAAY too messy . . . and I don't really remember much of the dream after that, either. Maybe that's when I woke up.