who watches the watchmen???

in this dream, me and stephanie are having an affair/starting an affair. now before you read too much into that, i would never have an affair with stephanie, it would be unseemly. we are at the dollar theater seeing the watchmen and the place is packed with what seems to be a large number of school children, talking through the beginning of the movie. even though we are being flirty, we are sitting with a seat in between us. then we see simon, he walks up with ben and they sit behind us. we say hi, but nothing else.

at one point, everyone stands up in the theater for an intermission. stephanie says she is going to smoke a cigarette. stephanie does not smoke the cigarettes either. i said "but the moooovie" and she said something along the lines of "oh come on, it's not like we're going to f***." so i follow bizarro stephanie out into the lobby where i show some kids how i can magically move across the floor without moving my feet. i am gliding over the carpet like it's an ice skating rink. they are all very impressed and only one of the boys can sort of do it too.

instead of a door that exits to the front, there is a window and a ledge. we crawled through the window and sat on the ledge. i lit a cigarette and we were smoking. we saw simon walking in the parking lot with some girl. he left though, in his orange sports utility vehicle. and no, me and stephanie did not have sex. the end.

sleeping in static

another half nightmare. this involved me living in a large house and having to go in the attic to find more stuff to give back. i found things that i hadn't seen for years while she was waiting downstairs. i found makeup, coffee makers with coffee still in them, the flask that says "bad motherfucker", and a random assortment of other things. when i returned, i was chided because i took a long time in the attic and it was perceived as some calculated move of manipulation. something about how it was too cold outside and so i knew she would have to wait...i didn't quite understand the logic in the dream...but i remember wishing she wouldn't scream at me because of my roommates and i remember being sad...i remember then i said something to her that was illogical...something about "not wanting an answer, wanting a reason" for why she did something. pretty sure i got an accurate response to the question, though i don't remember what it was. after the dream, i woke up and it was 3:30am, an hour and a half before i needed to wake up.=(

almost...

in this dream, i find an iphone at starbucks. i wanted to keep it and then i saw the woman frantically looking for it...so i gave it back. i told jon "man, i wish i had an iphone" and he just walks into the bathroom and says "oh, i found one" like people were just leaving these things all over the place. so i say "ok, we'll call the house number in the phone." so we do and the guy answers and he's like "oh yeah, i guess i lost that thing. i didn't even know because i never even use it." and so my thought was "this guy doesn't deserve this iphone! he's just stupid rich!" and so i said "yeah, we have it, you can pick it. we're the starbucks in south fayette" (we are actually the one in peachtree city...i told him this so he would never get his phone back). jon was genuinely distressed. he had an incredibly hurt look on his face. he asked me what jesus would do...and i guess it worked because we put the phone in the safe...but in spite of what jesus would do, i still wanted that thing.

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the second dream i had last night: there was an alternating cast in the dream, but it was always me and three other people. at one point, it was me, ben and clark from work, and bethany bedsole. at another point, it was me, jacob cloer, bethany bedsole, and ben cope. we were in columbus looking for the dollar theater and had stopped for snacks at the gas station. it took forever because the kind indian man behind the counter explained that us buying 10$ of gas really messed up their books. he showed me. it took a long time, but i understood. on my way out the door, a lady at a desk asked me if i knew how many countries were between us and india. i said i didn't. she said she'd let me guess. we talked about salman rushdie for a while and she told me there are 53 countries between us and india (i don't think this is correct). i went back to the car and we couldn't find the road for the movie theater. i was like "it's _____ street" and we kept looking for it. me, ben, and clark ran down the street looking for it. nowhere. me and bethany and ben had all lived in columbus for a while and the idea of not finding the theater really bothered us all. there's my watered down lynch dream.

going nineteen...

had a strange nostalgic dream...i think that's the best way to describe how i've felt for a while now...like i just want to be in high school again or something...it's not that things are too ____ it's just that things used to be easier...and right now, i want easy...

either way, so in this dream me and lee are in high school and watching t.v. on her couch. her mother is nice in the dream, and that was never characteristic of her behavior towards me. in the dream, she was not married and did not have a kid...her brother in law turns out to be a homosexual with a clown fetish...and me and lacey are friends with each other again, but we get into a fight in front of lee because she accuses me of having slept with her since we broke up, which totally is not going down in this dream! and in the dream, lee acts as she would in real life...she's just sulky.

i severed my relationship with someone i cared about in order to save a relationship with someone who doesn't speak to me anymore. obviously, lee doesn't want to speak to me anymore either, which is understandable...however, this is a subject for another blog, not a dream blog...

dreamed i was playing with joel in trappers cabin and we were opening for loretta lynn. i was just talking to her about how much i liked the song "she's got him." i think that's what it's called. we play it at work and i love it. i wanted to take a shower...but the place we were playing wouldn't let me because they could only use so much water a day. victor was there too. there was something about how part of the venue was naturalized and so there were terrifying insects everywhere that they didn't kill...one was a giant flying ant...i don't know, it's really fuzzy...i don't have many dreams anymore. does this mean i'm going to go crazy soon?

lovecraft-lite

i think the place is england and the time is 19th century. there is a man and his two sons who are exiled into a split reality. they can see into true reality through mirrors, but only after eating a special meal of grilled onions, cranberry sauce, and rice with green onions on top. they have a maid with them of some kind and she prepares this meal 3 times a day. the boys have noticed that you can interact with people from the other side and this encourages them. in one mirror, the father sees one of his friends. his friend is missing one of his legs from the knee down and hobbles with a cane. he seems to notice them through the mirror sometimes but appears bothered by it and usually he just ignores them. they go to a restaurant and order their specific meal. they walk to a mirror in the restaurant and they find they can't see through to the other side. the father presses his face close up against the mirror and finds he can see a little bit. his friend sees him in the mirror and gets up angrily, throwing something over the mirror. and then of course everyone despairs because they feel like they'll never get away from this dystopic otherverse they have found themselves in.

turning dragons into sand

i dreamed our deaths.