June 11, 2009
Dreamer In My Dreams
Sort of a fluff post, but I'm in serious need of diagnosis. I had three disturbing dreams lately, each more disturbing than the next. Help me here:1) The big spider that I may or may not have seen crawling on my wall attacks me after getting in my food.
I still am not convinced that I actually saw a spider. Could have been the shadows. Or my mind playing tricks on me.
But the other day, I could have sworn there was a light brown spider crawling on my wood paneling. Thing is, only saw it out of the corner of my eye. I was deep in a book. By the time I looked squarely in that direction, it was gone. I grabbed a News-Leader and lifted the curtain, expecting it to be hiding behind it or in the blinds or on the windowsill.
It was not there.
I gave up, but the dude showed up in my dream later, only it was fist-sized instead of quarter-sized. I think I woke up before I died.
2) I dreamed that I cut my hair and trimmed my beard.
This isn't disturbing in itself, however, the disturbing part is that it looked good. When I awoke from the obvious dream, I looked in the mirror and was confused as to why my hair was still long and my beard was still there.
Or, maybe I dreamed the part where I was confused about why they had grown back. Most of the stuff you dream seems to be that way.
3) Lastly, and perhaps most annoyingly, my last dream for some reason contained Rod Blagojevich. I don't know how he got there. I don't know why he got there. I don't even quite know what he was doing in the dream (maybe I was a political reporter? or maybe he just showed up at my house in my room...it's all hazy now). But he was there. And he was scary.
These are all way more disturbing to me than that time I was dreaming solely in footnotes for a few days.
Labels: dreams
by JHitts at 8:31 PM |
10 Comments:
The jury is still out on whether you ought shave for the wedding, but it's not looking good for your beard.
The whole thing? Or just a trim (which I was planning on anyway)? And does that mean Econ has to let his go, too?
Also: I had another dream last night where I drove off an exit near the Mississippi River, went under a tunnel, and ended up in Honolulu. Then they wouldn't let me leave. What is wrong with me?
I love "Mind Playing Tricks On Me." That guitar line weaves perfectly through.
How can this be your *first* dream about Blogo? Hmmm. I want to sleep in that toupée.
Jack, I mean, no offense, but Econ's beard makes him look distinguished...maybe even a little more groomed. Yours might be a little more on the scraggly side.
Not that there's anything wrong with that.
Whoa! To clarify, I'm not insisting that everyone must shave off their beards. But some beard-trimming would be greatly appreciated. Keep in mind that your beard is going to be in all our wedding photos, so it would be nice if it were a less scraggly, as Chase called it.
Hence why I would trim it, Chase. But I'll probabaly just save everyone the trouble and shave anyway. Might as well anyway.
Doleful grizzly.
In line with what Chase said, one of my initial reasons for starting a beard (back in '05) was to obscure the rosiness of my cheeks. (Every person I've met this summer has asked me, "Looks like you've had some sun!") Now, I think the color complements my face well (i.e. with the beard), but you'd be surprised how distracting it is without the mane.
I thought it was very strange that there nine comments on this post about weird dreams, so I'm strangely comforted to know all the chatter is about Jack's beard.
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