The Empire Strikes Back! (at Highland Park)
Last night's dream was odder than most I've had.
Darth Vader was leading his troops over the bridge and up the hill from New Brunswick to take over Highland Park. There was much resistance and a massive battle, so of course I sat there doing embroidery. At some point, I left the scene of the battle and ended up in Home Depot, where I hunted giant spiders. I'm not talking about spiders an inch or two across - the one I captured took up much of the back seat of the generic small car I apparently drive in dreamland. So I captured the spider, and decided to take it home to cook it for dinner (don't ask why, I don't know either).
Instead of ending up at my apartment, I found myself in front of Lauren's apartment. Except that it wasn't her actual apartment, but a beautiful three story Victorian house. I got inside, and she was all excited about her new oven. She already had stuff baking in it, so I told her that if we were going to have that for dinner, I was going to free the spider. So I go to the car and let the spider out, and as it crawls out of the car, it turns into a seal. So now I've got an overheated, dehydrated seal with really cute, sad eyes. For some reason, I've got a dog bowl in the pocket of one of the doors, so I put it on the ground and start pouring water in. The water doesn't actually make it to the bowl, though, because the seal gulps it all down. Once the seal's a little happier, it starts making its way over to the Norwalk River. I hope it made it, because as he was flopping over there, my alarm went off.
I'm still a little confused as to what Darth Vader wanted with Highland Park, and why I was so eager to eat a giant spider for dinner.
Darth Vader was leading his troops over the bridge and up the hill from New Brunswick to take over Highland Park. There was much resistance and a massive battle, so of course I sat there doing embroidery. At some point, I left the scene of the battle and ended up in Home Depot, where I hunted giant spiders. I'm not talking about spiders an inch or two across - the one I captured took up much of the back seat of the generic small car I apparently drive in dreamland. So I captured the spider, and decided to take it home to cook it for dinner (don't ask why, I don't know either).
Instead of ending up at my apartment, I found myself in front of Lauren's apartment. Except that it wasn't her actual apartment, but a beautiful three story Victorian house. I got inside, and she was all excited about her new oven. She already had stuff baking in it, so I told her that if we were going to have that for dinner, I was going to free the spider. So I go to the car and let the spider out, and as it crawls out of the car, it turns into a seal. So now I've got an overheated, dehydrated seal with really cute, sad eyes. For some reason, I've got a dog bowl in the pocket of one of the doors, so I put it on the ground and start pouring water in. The water doesn't actually make it to the bowl, though, because the seal gulps it all down. Once the seal's a little happier, it starts making its way over to the Norwalk River. I hope it made it, because as he was flopping over there, my alarm went off.
I'm still a little confused as to what Darth Vader wanted with Highland Park, and why I was so eager to eat a giant spider for dinner.