Last night I had a dream that I was eating dinner at some hip New York eatery with a group that included Jimmy Fallon and Horatio Sanz. I was telling them how much I liked the sketch with the Aquarium repairmen who insulted people with sentences that ended in "...over here", especially the bizarre ending with the therapist who was really an escaped patient.
This is little strange, because I really didn't like that sketch THAT much. In fact, the only thing I enjoyed was watching Jimmy try not to crack up towards the end. I've enjoyed other bits of theirs, but why this one lodged itself in my lizard brain, I have no idea.
Anyway, reality sort of shifted during the dream and I suddenly felt that I was a member of the cast, and that this dinner was a weekly thing that we all did. I felt like I belonged, but felt distanced as well, as Iif I were a rookie or newly added cast member. Jimmy seemed to just be humoring me and everything I said, while Horatio just kind of chortled constantly. I don't remember much after that other than waking up feeling weirded out.
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As a child, I had a couple of dreams that I'll never forget. First, I used to sleepwalk as a child. The one night I had a vivid dream that I had had a nightmare and got up to go to my parents' room. My mom was lying on her side, facing away from me. I had to say "mom" a few times and tug on her blanket to get her to stir. When she did, she whipped around and stared straight at me.
There was no face.
Instead, there was a black, featureless round void surrounded by long, slender fangs. Imagine a worm from Lynch's "Dune", only you could tell this was a human head. Her hair and ears all looked normal.
A sound issued from the hole. A demonic, low, guttural rasp that said "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!!!"
I awoke screaming.
I also had recurring nightmares about monkeys (or monkey-like figures) that would appear in my room at the side of my bed and try to take me away with them. This dream recurred until I was 10 or 12 years old. Much later, I read about alien abductions and screen memories involving animals, and these dreams that I had all but forgotten leapt into my conciousness. I freaked out for about two solid weeks, not sleeping well at night. I eventually got over it and haven't had the dream since.
What about your dreams?
This is little strange, because I really didn't like that sketch THAT much. In fact, the only thing I enjoyed was watching Jimmy try not to crack up towards the end. I've enjoyed other bits of theirs, but why this one lodged itself in my lizard brain, I have no idea.
Anyway, reality sort of shifted during the dream and I suddenly felt that I was a member of the cast, and that this dinner was a weekly thing that we all did. I felt like I belonged, but felt distanced as well, as Iif I were a rookie or newly added cast member. Jimmy seemed to just be humoring me and everything I said, while Horatio just kind of chortled constantly. I don't remember much after that other than waking up feeling weirded out.
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As a child, I had a couple of dreams that I'll never forget. First, I used to sleepwalk as a child. The one night I had a vivid dream that I had had a nightmare and got up to go to my parents' room. My mom was lying on her side, facing away from me. I had to say "mom" a few times and tug on her blanket to get her to stir. When she did, she whipped around and stared straight at me.
There was no face.
Instead, there was a black, featureless round void surrounded by long, slender fangs. Imagine a worm from Lynch's "Dune", only you could tell this was a human head. Her hair and ears all looked normal.
A sound issued from the hole. A demonic, low, guttural rasp that said "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!!!"
I awoke screaming.
I also had recurring nightmares about monkeys (or monkey-like figures) that would appear in my room at the side of my bed and try to take me away with them. This dream recurred until I was 10 or 12 years old. Much later, I read about alien abductions and screen memories involving animals, and these dreams that I had all but forgotten leapt into my conciousness. I freaked out for about two solid weeks, not sleeping well at night. I eventually got over it and haven't had the dream since.
What about your dreams?
