Wednesday, March 24, 2010

To dream the impossible dream……

I woke up laughing at 4:00am this morning because I was having a dream that I was running with my dog, a Springer Spaniel by the way, and he got hot and tired and needed a drink. He also needed to be carried, but that's beside the point as is the fact that for a while I was on a horse while running beside him and the reins on the horse kept spooling out like the tongue on a cartoon wolf when he sees a pretty girl walk by and his eyes bulge and his tongue rolls out onto the floor accompanied by an ah-oo-gah sound.

Well

A) I don't have a dog

B) You'd think that since it was MY dream I'd be able to find some frickin water for my thirsty dog

C) The whole thing was set to Sammy Hagar singing "I can't drive fifty-five"

D) My only conclusion is that I was channeling someone else's subconscious last night

20 comments:

Cathy Olliffe said...

At least you weren't carrying the horse.
I was with you all along until the Sammy Hagar part.
Sammy Hagar???

estrella05azul said...

Cathy has a point there! ;)
Almost as weird as my dreams sometimes are.

PS: does it not concern you that you were channeling someone else's subconscious? Who know what you might do one night?

estrella05azul said...

I meant to type 'who knows' up there :)

Rachel said...

I had a dream I was riding a horse last night, maybe that part came from me!

Marisa Birns said...

I think this dream meant that you wanted to be on a Jerry Springer show, where you would beat up the guy in your life cuz he always embarrassed you at restaurants by ordering the Tongue Special, and ah-oo-gahing the waitress...who was not that cute.

Also, when you're in front of the judge answering the summons, your best bet is to tell him: When I drive that slow, you know it's hard to steer.
And I can't get my car out of second gear.
What used to take two hours now takes all day.
Huh - It took me 16 hours to get to L.A.!

He'll let you off the hook. *nods sagely*

Kris said...

Don't you know that recreational drugs before bedtime is a bad idea?!?

Laurita said...

Just what did you eat before you went to bed? Having cartoon effects in a dream is handy though. It would be useful if you could reach behind your back and pull out whatever you need - like water for your dog.

Karen from Mentor said...

I KNOW Laurita! You'd think I could just steer my dream to take me to a nice cool shady outdoor pavilion cafe that caters to thirsty dogs so I could sit and sip some ice tea while my dog cooled down and my horse had some oats.
[apparently this is "no punctuation at all" day]
And as far as pulling things from behind my back a la Jim Carrey in "The Mask", I'd go for pulling out an oozie....that visual just has such staying power.... especially when the gun is four times the size of the person it was hiding behind.

My oozie would of course only shoot jam.

Karen from Mentor said...

@ both Rachel and Kris,

Oh, so that solves THAT mystery.

Karen from Mentor said...

@ Cathy and Estrella,
Yes! You hit the metal directly on the head!

SAMMY HAGAR? Sammy Hagar? That was the point when I KNEW it wasn't my dream. I mean really. Sammy wasn't even in Van Halen yet when he recorded that song. And "Runnin with the Devil" with Diamond Dave singing lead for Van Halen would have been SO MUCH MORE appropriate.
[especially during the running part]
*Sheesh*

Karen from Mentor said...

Oh Marisa dear, as always I cherish the way your mind works.

Not a fan of Mr. Springer, but thanks to Mad TV and SNL I can picture your scenerio right down to the catfight with the girlfriend and the waitress with missing teeth. good times

Cat Connor said...

Your mind is a scary place. Don't look at me like that! You had the dream...
I just dream about being shot :-)

Karen from Mentor said...

To of course either a very sensible musical backdrop of Bon Jovi or Jimmy Maguire.....

I don't know where the frick sammy hagar came from.

And the funny thing Cat? I didn't even tell the weirdest parts of the dream....

Laura Eno said...

I could show elaborate wit like Marisa...or I could be practical and point out that you were probably just thirsty.

Alan W. Davidson said...

I had the same dream...except the dog was a chihuahua and I was riding a donkey...and the Beatles were singing "Back in the USSR".

Karen from Mentor said...

You're back! How was the trip? And more importantly where are my photos of you in shorts?

You thought you could distract me with your silly dream description didn't you mister? Well I don't believe it for a minute. ANYBODY would know that you made that up. For heavens sake.... go look up donkey symbolism in the dream dictionary. I'm just embarrassed for you I am.

Go on....go back to Conversations from Lands End and post some photos and a description of your trip....go on....shooo.

oh, and welcome home Alan. :0)

Karen from Mentor said...

*moment of epiphany*

Oh my gosh Laura.... you might be on to something.

So, can you tell me anything intuitive about the night I was dreaming I was eating a giant marshmallow?

Laura Eno said...

Yes...was your pillow missing in the morning?

Karen from Mentor said...

*rimshot*

And THAT ladies and germs is why I love this woman.

She gets me. She sooooo gets me.

giggling....

Lauren C said...

This blog post and following thread of comments has brightened my Saturday significantly. Hiii-larious!

I read a book where one of the characters could channel other people's dreams, but it happened when he was awake. In one of them, a giant marauding nose chased people through a square in London (if I remember correctly). I'm not sure what that would symbolize... maybe a fear of sinus pressure.