Some Comicon-like event was going on but the MST3K cast were displaced to some large hotel building. And that building's elevators were going on a murder spree somehow

later, I was trying to tie my skates and it took so long the skate was over.

duh

last night's dream: for some reason I was in jail with Penn & Teller. Except not really jail, just a place I wasn't allowed to leave and I didn't know why anyone was there, and there were families there and everything. I didn't make the connection until just now that I had watched the documentary "To Be Takei" the previous night, where George ( Read more... )

did a lot of dreaming. Did a lot of thinking while dreaming.

In fact, I pondered the nature of consciousness while I was unconscious.

I grieved for lost friends. So many lost friends.

Some more memories of the dream surfaced though. There are still so many gaps that it would be tedious to try to coax a narrative out of it... so here's just bits I remember in no order at all:

• team trivia at a new place where nobody showed up, so I left and came back and jecooksubether, whom IRL I haven't seen in five years, was there.
• somewhere near my old ( Read more... )

Last night I had one of those back-to-normal dreams... except as it turns out, I'd been sneaking into work and volunteering every so often over the last two months, and I was afraid of getting caught ( Read more... )

Last night I dreamed that I massively wounded my right arm, such that the whole forearm was covered in massive bruises, and the elbow was reduced to the tiniest connecting strip of flesh. Since it was a dream, there wasn't any blood or pain or anything, or any alarm by anyone who saw it. I remember having to keep it in a certain raised position ( Read more... )

Hadn't remembered a dream in a while. This one had a lot of stuff from previous dreams: airports, ownership of strange houses, bathrooms in unexpected places ( Read more... )

dream: was in portland, could have gone to london but didn't ( Read more... )

Last night's dream was a bit different.  At first, just typical random stuff: exploring a new city, then playing Rocksmith, but in public at like an Internet cafe or something.  But then I realized I was naked in public.  Normally what happens is I go about my business and everyone pretends to ignore it ( Read more... )

OK, this was a weird alternate-apartment dream. I don't think I lived there but was somehow able to explore ( Read more... )