Thursday, March 31, 2011

earrings, again?

Dreamt last night that Jen and I were flying somewhere, and we thought we had plenty of time before our flight so we were browsing all these airport shops. We were admiring this display of turquoise and red earrings in all sorts of funky shapes (I specifically remember bows) when I realized that our flight was boarding three minutes ago. We must have been flying to Florida because I remember comparing the length of that flight to one to SoCal.

Also dreamt that I was watching something on tv at a bar (I think it was baseball). Olivia Wilde was there in a sweatsuit that somehow superimposed her name onto the word "Mother". What are those things you make as a kid where a word goes down the side and you use the letters to make other words? Like this:

M
Olivia
T
H
E
R.

She also had what I think was Khloe Kardashian's "LO" tattoo on her cheekbone. So weird.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

batter up

Dreamt last night about ordering dinner at a fancy seafood place. Rich and I split something on the chef's recommendation; mom and dad ordered a giant, $445 fish.

Went from there to field level seats at the first Sox-Yankees game of the season. Steve was there, and kept tossing Jen and I baseballs during batting practice. Morphed into a game I was playing, I was at the plate with a pipe, and the pitcher was Sam C. from high school.

Also kept trying to leave an apartment to make it to a movie on time, but kept setting off the alarm.

Monday, March 28, 2011

Guest stars

Thursday night I dreamt I was at a department store jewelry counter with Danny and Sahara. Sahara was trying on these earrings that had all the funky beads on a string that you could pull to adjust the length of. Chris B. turned up with this really skinny girl named William. Instinctively, I got in the car with them and drove a block before I realized I had no intention of leaving. When I got out, I accidentally slammed the door on William, who was climbing into the now vacated passenger seat.

Friday I was in some kind of ferris wheel/elevator with a door that you could open with a crank. I was with E and Ryan, and we spotted Barnaby, so we cranked it open to have him join us. There was a great view, though now I can't remember what it was of.

Last night I had a dream that I went to get some kind of free TB test, but they would not administer it to me because of my 516 phone number. I left in a huff, and was chased by some sort of corrupt law enforcement/security guard. I was running through alleys, and kiding behind pillars, and trying not to cast shadows anywhere.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

flights

Last night, I dreamt that I was attending a Legislative Session with Scott (in what felt like a conference room at a hotel) when I remembered that I was flying to Oregon to meet Whitney for her holiday party. I grabbed up as much stuff as I could and was en route to the airport (who was driving me?! I knew them in the dream) when I got a voicemail from Whit asking me to meet her at JFK at 8am. It was well past 8, and I was flying from Logan (of course). I called her in a panic to make sure that she had books my flights from Boston, not with her from New York. She was clearly drunk already, and said that she had. There was chapstick, and a grocery store.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

chopped

Dreamt I was competing in a home-grown Chopped competition at some cooking school. Secret ingredients were:

  • shredded mozzerella
  • "grape leaves" which looked an awful lot like passionfruit, except when I cut it open it was filled with white cream. HORROR, until someone explained that that's how grape leaves grow -- prestuffed.
  • Chocolate
  • Veggie straws
I only had time to dream the first round, but I made some kind of chocolate covered things, and then I distinctly remember making homemade whipped cream and throwing the cheese inside it. Victor Garber from Titanic was there to watch.

Also dreamt that I was being rowed in a boat into this gorgeous iron cuppola type thing as it flooded. I can attribute this to watching "The Tourist" last night (terrible, don't do it) and this picture, taken by one Jackie Cadrin.

Monday, March 21, 2011

highlights

Snippets from the past few nights...

Found a whole mess of bats/moths (can't be sure which) hanging from my ceiling. I whistled at them, and one by one they kamikaze dive bombed to the ground and killed themselves. Had to figure out who best to sweep up and clean 40 mothbats from the ground.

Was in the car with Jami when we noticed tons and tons of humpback whales, right off the coast. We drove to get a closer look, but the tide came way up onto the ramp we were on and started flooding the car. The whales were swimming immediately next to us and up the ramp, which is when we noticed that they weren't actually whales, but people in whale suits.

Dreamt again about trying on jeans, this time successfully found some that were supposedly very expensive, but as I pointed out in my dream they were a. less expensive than Abercrombie jeans, and b. made of actual denim.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

drinks

Vaguely remember dreaming about getting cocktails with Jess, Cait, Whit and Melissa, and gawking over the prices.

double dose

I fell asleep on the couch last night while Nate watched Robin Hood (the one with Russel Crowe) and had a strange dream about trying to quiet a basement full or rowdy dudes by turning off the TV and assuming they'd settle. I went up to take a shower (this was apparently a house that I lived in), but the bathroom had a clear shower door as a main door. I hung my towel on it, juuuust in case turning off the TV wasn't effective. Guess what! It wasn't. I was halfway through my shower when I got a terrible feeling about the way I'd left things, so I left, mid-shampoo, to warn my parents only to hear an angry mob getting all riled up downstairs. I woke them up and exited the room to find a bunch of elementary aged kids with bats, trying to fight me. Luckily, once the mob realized that there were kids involved, they called the whole thing off.

When I finally went to sleep (as in, in bed) I had a dream where I was on some campus with Erin, using the always empty, always clean bathroom in the basement of a house that for some reason was always left unlocked. The rest of the dream is super fuzzy, but involved us trying to defeat some alien/monster in a supermarket. We did eventually win, and man, did it make a mess.

Monday, March 14, 2011

LOST

Dreamt that I was going to be a guest star on LOST. I reported to the lookout over Diamondhead beach, as instructed, and found what can only be described as a sound water slide, made solely out of circling water, sort of like a water tornado I was supposed to jump in and slide down to the beach in. I jumped in, but I guess I jumped to hard because I fell right out of it onto the sand waaay below. I climbed up and tried again, and this time it caught hold. Jen came down behind me, with a bit more finesse after watching me take a tumble. Down at beach level, there were all these sailboats aligned relay style to take us to where the show was being filmed. We sat in an inner tube tied behind the boat and sailed over to this floating green house being used as a staging area. It didn't look like anything from the outside, but inside there were rooms upon rooms and skylights that opened into other rooms. There were tons of people living there; stars of the show, people from here, people from home - it was like camp. Last I can remember, I was getting prepped for my silver screen debut.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

when the moon hits your eye

Sunday night I dreamt that Umberto's was being featured on TV, so the restaurant had a viewing party to celebrate. There were buckets of meatballs, chicken cutlets, and sauce set up with baskets of italian bread, so everyone could make their own sandwiches. UHHHmazing. Sadly my alarm went off just as I finished assembling my meatball sandwich. Mom was also in this dream teaching someone the hand jive.

Last night I dreamt about driving to a water park, where I was crowned beach Queen and given a free Roxy towel. Thanks? Jennifer and Venee were there, and we were most definitely running late for something after spending a lot of time looking for a bathroom in a supermarket.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

sailing

Last night started with me trying to hide from Jennifer, who was some sort of evil spy, in a giant mall/hotel. I rode the elevators around so she wouldn't know what floor I was on, then grabbed a whole bunch of dresses (weird, multi-patterned ones) to take into the dressing room with me in the hopes of blending in. I was undressing because I could see that Jen was going from dressing room to dressing room, peeking under the door at feet, and I wanted my feet to look like everyone else's. She found me anyway, because she was peeking through the cracks in the doors, and recognized my butt.

Phase two: Rich and I were sailing to Tahiti, but not on a boat, on a giant wooden square, kind of like a dock. We decided to go on a whim and were completely not prepared, but fortunately, Hulilau was there and was able to help us get our floating raft/dock through the surf and out to open sea. Once we got there, I realized a lot of our friends were aboard, and that while the raft/dock had a linen closet, it did not have a bathroom (though at first I thought that a white office chair in the corner was a toilet, only to be really disappointed later). We docked at a very inhabited island on the way to let everyone use the facilities while there still were some. There was a sea wall to the right, and beyond it was a shallow continental shelf under water. Rich and Leo and others went to go explore, and as I was watching them an enormous blowhole opened up and sucked Leo in. We were horribly panicked until it spit her back out a few minutes later, all in one piece. Then Rich got caught in the current and was struggling to stay out of it. Sahara tried to convince me not to jump in because there was nothing I could do, but I went for it and pulled him out.

And then something about holding Nikki G's baby.