Had the weirdest dream last night My friend and I were in a mall and found this shop ed Whack a Mink Stole where rich women whack the mink for their clothing. It was a really sad place with dead minks all around. We stole the woman who works there's purse and ran off.

Do you think it means you are gay? Just kidding. What a sad dream. I hate having that kind of dream that stays with you.

It's okay, at least we stole that lady's purse What a weird thing to dream about at random though. That's what I get for watching the terminator last night.

so with landonewts dreaming she was in prison and your little escapade,perhaps it's just as well I never remember my dreams

Well, last night I dreamed that I was hanging out with Jennifer Saunders (!) and talking about her work. But I also dreamed a bout a marsh planet ruled by evil men who worshipped the (not evil) geese that populate the planet, and would capture you and force you to be reborn by burying you in a pit and then electrocuting you. We were running away from those guys! (different dream, no Jennifer)

do you write your dreams down? I never ever remember mine yet I've heard that everyone dreams

I used to compose tunes as I drifted into sleep and then had forgotten them in the morning. Now I have no more tunes in my head,I've used them all up

Oh Yay! They are a great "Source" for me as well... Disturbing or not... They can be incredibly insightful.

Okay... Here's from a few nights ago: I was in my Grandmother's kitchen, on a warm summer morning in Penfield NY. The windows were open and the breeze was playing with her handmade lace curtains making beautiful light mosaics on the pages of the recipe book I was perusing... (Grandma Irene was a sublime baker.) I came across this recipe written in her meticulous script: Dash Bread. Equal parts: Nellie Olson, Animal Lover. Lucy Van Pelt (Gay version). Non-filtered Dorothy Parker. (With clean hands) Knead thoroughly, let set to rise in a cool, shady place. Bake in a buttered bread pan.

geese are evil! evil! with their little beady eyes and those smug looks on their faces.

Noooo - They're adorable bad-asses! They're loyal to their buddies and mates They're incredibly maternal/paternal (most goose agression is because they're protecting nests/young) And who could say no to these faces?

The geese in my dream were like real geese - the geese in these photos - regal and kind of above the machinations of men. The men sure were evil, though!

have you met the geese around lake merrit? not adorable bad-asses. evil geese that desire people to be christmas dinner

Well.... them I only admired from afar.

Oh, I do.... Describing them in some kind of coherent narrative is another story... Mine often mix people and places from past experiences that should not go together... That "Old Man Stone" from your photo was in my dream selling lemon-ice at my local farmer's market last night.

I found this The Old Man O'Mow Once upon a summers morn I saw a face so forlorn The face I saw was in the sky With dark clouds looming passing by, The clouds broke free to my delight The birds were seen in jubilant flight The hills they shone in vibrant colour As ce grazed and chewed their cuder, An old man sits upon the hill Surveying the land he sits so still Each day that breaks he’s sitting there He never blinks just sits up there, His name they say is Mr Mow He’s sitting there I see him now He’s made of rock, He’s very old The oldest man on earth I’m told

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I had a dream last night where I was smoking pot with Bill Clinton. Then my mum yelled at me and I got in a ton of trouble, but not for the pot smoking. *shrug* my dreams are pretty damn weird, and I've got a bit of the flu stuff so I'm not surprised that they're odder than usual.

I had a really bizarre dream, or a few dreams that seemed to fade into each other, last night. I was a man in the first one, actually, I wasn't myself in most of them. I was on stage with a bunch of people who were singing ABBA songs, but I wasn't in the show and I wished that I could travel with them. I ended up following their trour, but I none of them could see me (I blame the part about being invisible on a book I'm reading). Then I was on some pedestrian bridge, trying to walk down really steep stairs in really high heels. I was a different person in this Then when I got to the bottom, I was in a totally different place and all the crowds that had been around me had disappeared. I was some type of Peter Petrelli type person. There was some kind of army trying to herd people around and barbed wire fences through a derelect uban landscape and I was trying to lead a few other people away from someone who was chasing us. We ended up running through a whole bunch of lots in a residential area where people had been captured and were going to be sold as slaves. Then the dream stopped abruptly and I heard (still another dream) my phone go off and had a short conversation with the perosn on the other end - there was no image to this dream, just sound. Then I hung up and woke up. All in all, very bizarre.

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