Weekend Dreams… (brace yourself, Crary!)

It may have been the heat, but this weekend I had a spectacular array of very vivid dreams.

The first one I was a scientist in a lab, very reminiscent of CSI. I was studying the bottom half of a thighbone that had been frozen somehow. I was drilling into it to get to the marrow so I could do a DNA test to determine who it was from. Turns out it was Sigourney Weaver, from Alien.

That was really messed up.

Next on the list was Matt and I lightsaber dueling in some sort of large mechanical warehouse that was much like Empire Strikes Back. One of us had a red lightsaber and the other blue, but I can’t remember who was who… maybe we switched halfway for some reason? I don’t think anyone lost any limbs, but that was a short dream and I can’t be accountable for all of the details.

This one I’m not sure I really want to recount, but I’m going to anyway… I had a dream that I was at the office and my division manager stopped by and tried to pass off a large stack of pr0n0 mags to me as a “Important Project.” I refused citing company policies this and that, and he would look around nervously every time and try to just leave them on my desk and walk away. This was REALLY disturbing to me.

Finally, Teddy (our golden retriever) just up and started reciting Shakespeare for about ten minutes and then he went right back to his mute dog self. He sounded somewhat like James Earl Jones, but more gravelly.

Ta-daaaaaa! That’s all for now!