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Funny dreams


atari2600land

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I got a new pillow yesterday. Last night, I had some really weird dreams. Coincidence? My dreams were so funny, yet at the same time they were really bizarre. It was like I was watching an episode of Tim and Eric on steroids. I remember myself laughing in my sleep because this was weird stuff going on with weird Muppets, like for instance, one girl Muppet was thinking she was combing her long hair, but she was doing it with scissors and was actually cutting her hair in the process. Then she used the scissors to brush her teeth and she was actually cutting the teeth right out of her mouth. And some really strange stuff involving the number 27. And, well, other really bizarre stuff I can't remember. But it did give me some ideas to use for a really weird show that I could start filming for myself. Perhaps someone stuck LSD in the pillow. Perhaps that's why it was the best pillow I ever had.

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You know what's really weird?

 

I just sent my friend an email telling him of my dream from two nights ago...For some reason I feel compelled to cut and paste it here if ya don't mind...Because I always find dreams fascinating and in a way it fits with your topic, though I guess weird instead of funny would be more like it...

 

**Dream**

 

I was driving a car in a tunnel on some train tracks, and there was a train in my rearview mirror getting closer...It was like a narrow tunnel but lit up like a parking garage. The car may have been the Green Ford LTD and it wasn't going much faster despite the fact I hit the gas...Then the tunnel began to get smaller and smaller and the ceiling began to get closer and closer and at some point there was no car, just me crawling into a space that looked to be about like a crawlspace maybe one foot tall and then 6 inches and less...I eventually fit myself under a pipe that couldn't have been two inches off the ground and I tore up the ground and hit wood and dust from bricks and I came out the other side into a restaurant like Washington's (a restaurant in Colorado) where there was a dusty wood-floor homeyness to it and a bunch of stuff on the walls, music playing, and life was going on without me as though I'd had a nap with a bad dream...Strangely I felt like the people there may have been watching my dream, maybe even rooting for me to get to the other side, but also in a hipsterish way being sarcastically cheerleading, and concerned, but not really...but that was just a feeling. I neither spoke to nor saw the people aside from a quick , distant glance before waking up...

 

Just thought I'd share...

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