One minute after the polls on the west coast closed, it was decided.
In my dreams last night:
Oddly enough we were holding some sort of benefit on what could have been a college campus. The benefit included showing a movie about a benefit that showed a movie from fifteen or twenty years ago. The movie-in-a-movie wasn't a real movie from my past but it had a real [...]
Hahaha. Last night I dreamed that The Simpsons did a whole episode in Bollywood musical style.
I think I've been watching too much internet.
Have you ever had that dream where Colin Farrell comes home for Christmas? And he's not to comfortable being there so you spend a lot of time with him talking about stuff? Stuff like who's name he drew for the gift exchange? More stuff like how he likes turkey and dressing and [...]
Last night I had one of those dreams where I was back at my old job after a years-long hiatus. Usually those are about working at the theatre and I find I have to get something ready for a visit from the district manager, but is one was a more recent previous job.
I dreamed [...]
In my dreams last night, I moved to Chicago. It wasn't the real Chicago, but a Seattle-San Francisco-Portland-Rome-Geneva-Prague-dream-hybrid-Chicago.
OK, this time I dreamed that I was in a starched white shirt, and going to the wedding of one of my cousins or step-siblings or something. It was a fabulous wedding in an outdoor church. The choir loft was above everyone and to our left. The preachers were in the loft [...]
Dream #1:
Still at it. Last night I dreamed I was opening an antique art store and I was having a grand opening. We had glass cases filled with stuff and random people (joan crawford anyone?) were wandering in and out of the store. I went outside - into the hallway of my [...]
OK, I'm at it again. And no, I didn't have pizza for dinner (I had fish-n-chips with cajunated tater tots).
Dream#1:
Visiting San Francisco, I took 4 friends from a group at church to one of my favorite restaurants. It was a dream restaurant, and as far as I can tell it doesn't really exist. [...]
