DREAMS

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Fri, 04 Jan 2013 11:28:01 -0500

i call captain seat.

Thu, 27 Oct 2011 10:47:16 -0400

there were about 15 of us flying overseas. we were all waiting on the airport tarmac when our planes arrived. they were old chrysler caravans painted like southwest airlines. they had wings like the magic schoolbus. we all argued over who got the captain seat. i ended up riding shotgun. then i woke up.

-caroline

M.I.L.K.

Wed, 07 Sep 2011 17:50:15 -0400

I was in a victorian house with a bunch of people. I decided to leave. I got on my bike and looked at my pedals. A girl came out of the house and called out to me. It was an older girl I grew up with at church. I had always thought she had a beautiful singing voice. She asked me if I was going to tell her goodbye. I got off my bike and stood on the porch with her. We embraced and then kissed. I was taken a back. She looked at me and said that she had a husband… and a one year old kid. We kissed again and I woke up.

-Ben

Widdler on the Roof

Tue, 28 Jun 2011 11:26:00 -0400

I moved to an art institute in the woods. While I was there, I widdled pipes out of pine wood. They looked like a combination of a cigar and a clarinet. We held an exhibit and only one person bought one. Then I woke up.

-Caroline

The Itchy

Mon, 27 Jun 2011 22:52:54 -0400

My family and girlfriend are all running frantically through a giant hospital. I know that we are trying to find the emergency room but I do not know why. I accidentally run through a women’s ward and dodge back out frantically. Finally, we make it to the ER. A nurse approaches us and asks us what our emergency is. My mother quickly responds that, “Spencer has a case of the itchy butt.” I freak out upon realizing our reason for going to the ER. I exclaim that I do NOT have a case of the itchy butt but my mom rejects this idea and tells the nurse that it is my left cheek particularly. The nurse begins to argue with my mom, suggesting that itchy butt may not be a problem after all. She tells my mom that even her butt itches sometime.

Then I wake up.

Trash Talk

Tue, 14 Jun 2011 22:09:22 -0400

This dream begins with me and Spencer going to a hardcore show. It is taking place on a kind of large field with a stage. We start to mingle in the crowd- I run into several people I know. Dobbins having covered almost all of his body in tattoos he doesn’t normally have. As Trash Talk hits the stage I notice the “pit area” is fenced into a very small space. Spencer and I move towards the metal bleachers lining the sides. As we climb up the back of the bleachers the music begins. People flood from their seats and we remain on the back. A man of authority gets mad, instructing us to join the others. When we refuse to move he ties my leg to the bleachers with some rope. I inform him that this is obviously a fire hazard and he should remove it immediately. Instead he flees, and I free myself.

At this point I leave Spencer behind and chase after the man. Instantly, I am in a maze of school buses- still running. I round a corner and see the man as well as my two friends that just got married. I tell Josh (the groom) to had me a gun. He goes into an upside down bus and retrieves an assault rifle for me. He checks that the gun is loaded and tosses it to me. All of this is done very efficiently. I chase after the man, firing warning shots. He stops, turns around, and drops the gun I didn’t know he was carrying. I tell the man to get on the ground. He removes his “face mask” to reveal that he is actually Arnold Schwartzenegar!(spelling?) He follows instructions and gets on the ground. As Josh is congratulating me, Arnold makes a move for his gun. I try to fire a warning shot into the ground near him, but the automatic fire recoils and i shoot him in the temple. After he dies I crawl into the upside down bus and wake up.

-Ben

Velociraptors ate my grandparents

Wed, 08 Jun 2011 22:28:16 -0400

I arrive on boat at the lost world (from Jurassic Park) to find that the entire island is encompassed by a small metal fence. I suddenly understand that this is to keep the velociraptors in. I also somehow understand that the raptors have broken free from their designated pin at some point in the past.

Harrison Ford and I decide to climb the fence. For some reason, it is our mission to get to the center of the island. Once we touch down on the other side of the fence, we realize that it is a bad idea… Cause there are raptors everywhere. So, naturally, we climb up in a tree and proceed to trek across the island by climbing across trees, high in the air. I arrive in the center of the island. For some reason, Harrison Ford is not with me anymore. I see my grandparents house in the middle of the woods. I climb down and enter through their back door. My grandma is sitting in a recliner watching TV. I ask her if she has made sure her doors and windows are locked. She’s like, “Of course.” Suddenly, I hear a crash at the back of the house. I walk to the back end of their house- but I don’t find anything out of the ordinary. I start to head back towards the living room and my grandmother… But before I can get there, I hear the front door smashed down by a velociraptor. I dash into the guest bedroom, knowing that my grandma is toast, and start to slam the door behind me, but through the crack I can see the raptor rounding the corner… Then I wake up.

Documented on my iPhone.

Oil Pastels & Golf

Wed, 08 Jun 2011 22:26:00 -0400

I was golfing in this dream, and in order to make putts I had to color the putting green various colors with oil pastels. Throughout the dream I was furiously blending the colors. I woke up upset with myself.

-Ben

Cave Bumpkins

Thu, 12 May 2011 02:37:43 -0400

I’m traveling down a red dirt road within a cave tunnel-ish thing. I notice several cars with missing wheels abandoned on the side of the road. My group’s car hits a bump and wrecks right outside of an auto shop built into the side of the cave. The store front is made entirely of acrylic. The shop is run by what I consider to be “cave bumpkins”, and I discover that they are creating curious acrylic spheres in the shop. I figure out that they place them strategically along the dirt road so that they blend into the road in order to destroy people’s wheels. Their plot to make money enrages me, and I destroy their acrylic store front. They return the favor by releasing their red version of Bigfoot on me. I entangle him with a stretchy rope I had, and give him purple nurples until I woke up.

-Ben

Hypnagogic Hallucination

Wed, 04 May 2011 04:44:17 -0400

Today I had a really weird hypnagogic hallucination while scanning film negative in the computer lab. I started seeing a full Thanksgiving dinner table - but the only person sitting at it was Barack Obama and he was shouting something while pounding his utensil carrying fists on the table. When I came to, I was very confused with myself.

I Wish This Were in My Dreams...

Sun, 01 May 2011 03:00:07 -0400

I Wish This Were in My Dreams...

Reoccurring Dream

Fri, 29 Apr 2011 14:47:03 -0400

I am standing on the highest balcony of the only high rise in a big city. I look into the sky above me and see shadows of huge shapes amongst the clouds. I soon realize these shadows are fish- instantly the air surrounding me becomes water, and I am being swept around by random ocean currents. I become overwhelmed with the notion that I have to swim to one of the many doors on the face of the high rise. It soon becomes obvious that the more I struggle to gain entrance to the building, the more violent and powerful the currents become. All the while, more and more fish shadows appear around me (I never see full detail of the fish), and I feel more and more threatened. After what seems to be an eternity I finally reach a door handle and get inside. No water comes inside after me, and I am perfectly dry. My anxiety subsides and the dream is over.

-Ben

Birmingham BBQ, Portland, and Vince Vaughn

Mon, 25 Apr 2011 16:47:30 -0400

Throughout this entire dream I feel an incredible sense of urgency. I find myself in Portland for some reason that I can’t really remember. I decide that I would like to go out and grab some barbecue. I walk out of some old looking victorian house I’m staying in and head over to a little barbecue shop in the middle of a complex shopping mall. Inside, I am seated and waited on by two middle aged englishmen. They are dressed like very classy waiters and promptly bring out my barbecue sandwich. Then, Vince Vaughn and a friend of his walk over to my table and begin chatting with me as if we were old pals. He asks me of my opinions on Hitchcock. I tell him that I think Hitchcock is one of my favorite filmmakers. He does not respond… I then tell him that I liked him as Norman Bates in the remake of “Psycho” (probably in an attempt to flatter him). He does not respond. After some time of him rambling about things I can’t really remember, I ask him what his opinion of Hitchcock was. He says that he didn’t really like Hitchcock. I am a little annoyed, but then realize that I need to get back to my room in my victorian house. I leave the table and sprint home. I get back to the victorian house extremely out of breath.

Ceramics

Sun, 17 Apr 2011 11:10:00 -0400

last night i dreamed i took ceramics again, except john byler taught the class. the only thing we were allowed to make were these small castings of peanuts. when you fired them they turned into glass.

-caroline

Shaving

Sat, 16 Apr 2011 12:28:47 -0400

I decide to shave what little armpit hair I have. I take out my razor and begin to shave but soon find that my razor is totally clogged with chunky deodorant and squiggly pit hairs. I try to flick the razor to get the deodorant out of it. It does not work.

- Spencer

The Library

Mon, 11 Apr 2011 16:14:00 -0400

Andy and I were at the library with our sculpture class. The librarian wanted us to check out books. The novel I selected from the shelves was titled Traitor by Thomas O’Mark. It was about Salem Witch Trials, but it was “overdocked”. Andy and I didn’t know what that meant- so I didn’t check it out.

-Ben

Mexican Popcorn

Sat, 09 Apr 2011 16:12:00 -0400

Got “spicy” popcorn in mail from Whitney. She had mailed it from Mexico. Mom and I ate it together while feeding her dog some.

-Ben