Dream 03-31-06

(Not sure if they’re connected, but this morning I saw, in the clouds, a key pointing North)

Aaron and I were running around a neighborhood, not sure why. We ended up in line to get on a plane. We were about to be next when he took off looking for a snack. By the time he got back the plan was taxiing to it’s take-off point. We had to chase after it with the last stewardess.

By the time we got on the plane I thought I’d get to talk to him, but he would not sit still. All very odd. Before getting to the plane, I know he picked up some red vine licorice and possibly some French fries as well.

Dream 03-30-06

I was making my way around an old house, trying to avoid some guys who were after me and my companion who I believe was a gnome or something. I got backed up against a curtain, talking to one of the guys chasing us. My friend made his way behind the curtain and suddenly I bowed my head, closed my eyes, and was transferred into the body of the gnome. I didn’t get very far in the gnome’s body, since I woke up shortly after, but the idea of consciousness transferal has me excited.

Dream 03-28-06

I believe I was sometime in the past. Not too far back, though. A guy was sending me gifts even though I was with Aaron. At one point we were driving down a country road. I can’t remember the rest.

Dream 03-27-06

There were about 20-30 of us that had all been in the wrong place at the wrong time. I never found out where or how exactly, but we had all possibly exposed to some kind of contaminant. We were being quarantined in a small lodge or one story cabin.

There was a businesswoman in her 30s I became close to. She was our connection with the outside world. She could find out info about what was going on and how close we were, if at all, to getting released. At one point I received a clue about “womanly mysteries” and “mother’s milk” and then found out she was pregnant.

Her elderly father was there as well. He spent the whole time of the dream asleep on a cot. About midway through he passed away. This caused some people to panic, but I knew it was not from anything we may or may not have been exposed to.

Shortly after his death, amidst the panic, I became frightened of something unseen. I locked myself away in the business woman’s room. I sat in the center of the floor with my knees pulled to my chest. Then someone started to break through the door. It ended up being 4 little kids who were mostly concerned about me and curious about the room. A man, also mid-30s, who was a teacher came and gathered them up.

Then a little black girl, maybe 6 or 7, came and took me by the hand. She wanted me to do her hair and led me to an open side room where she started picking out hair ties. One really caught my eye. It had a chick (baby chicken) on each end, colored brown, blue and pink. I felt a sudden connection to something and didn’t realize until I woke up that those were the colors of my magic notebook. I guess the girl lost interest cuz when I looked up she had gone.

I went back to the main room and sat down. A good-looking Mexican guy came and sat next to me. I felt an instant connection to him. We were talking main about our situation and different causes and outcomes. When I realized we were holding hand I held his up close to my heart. He leaned in close, but I’m not sure if we kissed or not. He had very captivating eyes.

A short while later the businesswoman returned. She announced that we were all free to go! It had been a month and most people got out of there as quick as possible. A few of us took our time gathering our stuff and saying goodbye to the home we had gotten used to. I went to my room and donned a ceremonial outfit. It was like a fur poncho with bone trim and shell jewelry. I ran to the back of the main room, threw open a large window and . . . Screamed. The sound that came out sounded like a crow’s call. To my not-quite-surprise several flocks of birds came and landed in the yard. I did the same at the front of the building and was elated when more birds came. All different kinds.

I turned, grinning, and my new amigo was looking at me like both my arms had just rotted off. My heart sank, but I knew I couldn’t let him ruin the moment. I ran out the door and straight into a lake. I stopped when I was about waist deep. A horse came up to me and as I was petting it’s nose it dropped a pair of contacts into my free (left) hand. I looked at them stunned and when I looked back up, it was already swimming away. I rushed back into the house and put them in. I didn’t notice any difference, but I knew I had been given a special gift.

Somewhere in the house I ran into a girl, woman?, who appeared roughly my age, height and build, she was dressed like me only in red silk and gold. We practically fell into each other, kissing and touching all over. Then all of a sudden she lead me down the hall to another room. The Mexican guy and a friend of his were there. I was apprehensive, but when I looked in his eyes I knew he finally understood. That made me very happy.

Dream 03-25-06

Aaron and I were hanging around outside a grocery store. We were going to go in, but it was closed. So we went to a fast food place that had a walk up drive-thru. We were waiting for something, though, and also had a maze to maneuver

Dream 03-24-06

At first Aaron and I were with Tim, cuz he was babysitting. I ended up being the only one who could put the baby to sleep. Somehow we all ended up in a hospital, but like we were in a video game? There were purple blobs situated everywhere and some guy was trying to collect them all. There was a switch on the wall I had to keep pushing for bonus points.

Dream 03-23-06

Aaron and I were on an island in the Gulf of Mexico. We had Elvis with us. There was some bizarre kind of natural disaster, seemed like a hurricane or tornado, but there were tidal waves as well. Also, when all was said and done, about 75% of the population had vanished. We were only on an island, but somehow everyone knew that we weren’t the only ones affected. More unusual still was the lack of panic among those of us left and the lack of distrust as well. The main concern was how long things like electricity and plumbing were going to work with so few people left.

About half the people on the island got on a large ferry to head for the mainland. The rest of us headed for a large supermarket. By the time the three of us got there, large cafeteria style tables had been set up. We found a spot to sit and rest, and were approached by a woman. A volunteer, I assume. She gave Aaron some bags and a list of foods that would be good to pick up, and took me around to show me some good spots to camp should we spend the night. Then she handed me a set of car keys and left.

I found myself in the bathroom area. I went to tell Aaron we should stay and get our bearings in the morning. When I left the bathroom area, however, I emerged in a little diner. It was flooding fast and I did my best to stay afloat. At the other end a woman had a guy with a noose around his neck that was anchored to the floor. She was giving him enough slack to keep his head above water. She looked a lot like Sandra Bullock. As the water rose I soon had about an inch of breathing space. As that filled up I finally remembered I could breathe underwater. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

When I reopened my eyes I was outside the diner, sitting on top of an SUV (my new car, apparently) and what I saw filled me with awe and almost dread. To the North and West of me I could see the tops of buildings I knew to be much further away. The sphere topped building in Dallas, the Empire State Building, the Space Needle and a couple more, all brightly lit up against the night sky. Most disturbing was an almost definitely floating shape of a squared diamond, like two pyramids with their bottoms flat against each other. It seemed solid and transparent at the same time, and for all of it’s straight lines it was also very spherical. As I got in the car and drove (the key I received earlier did indeed fit) I tried to tell myself it had been part of a landmark building, but deep down I knew it wasn’t true.

In the light of day I found myself parked in front of a university. I made my way around to the back. Halfway there I ran into a guy, he looked like a kid, but I knew he was much older. We had an immediate bond. We ended up in an open theater type are with very plush seats. There was a professor talking to the few people seated there. Just beyond the seating was some sort of reconstruction. In the sports fields a group of people were erecting several large metal claws. Single claws, not sets, all spaced apart from each other in a way that seemed to symbolic for comfort. The guy/kid had sat down to listen to the professor, so I grabbed my keys and wallet from him before looking for food.

Inside the University I walked straight through a candy shop and ended in a lobby where I ran into an old friend, or so she seemed. I didn’t consciously know her, but outwardly we were like long lost best friends. She knew where Aaron was, so I told her I’d be right back.

I went into a bathroom. There was a woman standing by the sink with a baby stroller and another woman on a toilet in the corner. I first sat by the woman with the stroller, but then things began to move on their own. I knew then that both woman and child were spirits and I moved over next to the other woman in the corner. I peed and got out of there as fast as I could.

Making my way back though the candy store I picked up some things that looked good. When I met back up with my friend in the lobby I had to get my keys and wallet from her before continuing. She led me out to where the SUV was parked. There was Aaron, with Elvis, on a grassy little divider. He had run into some family and brought them with him. As I approached, Elvis started rolling around in the grass. He ended up nestled right in an ant nest! I ran over and gently pulled him out and started wiping all of the ants off. Thankfully he was unharmed.

I hugged Aaron and he told me about a deli across the street. That had some people making sandwiches. Good ones. We all decided we’d stop by and then head somewhere to pick up some new clothes. I got right up to the door of the deli before waking up.

Dream 03-22-06

I think I was a bounty hunter, or something. I was capturing people, at any rate, and I was really good at it. Apparently I was hunting someone. I was driving around in an old Thunderbird type car, with dad in the passenger seat. We crossed an intersection that led into some woods and came across a huge construction site. Everything was concrete, looked like maybe an overpass or something? I noticed under a large concrete overhang there were what appeared to be cells. There was a man in front of me smoothing out some we concrete, but when I looked over his shoulder I saw my old friend Sandra in one of the cells. I recognized her mostly by her red hair. I ran to see her but slipped in the concrete and crawled the rest of the way. She was behind bars, but I couldn’t figure out why or even how. I don’t think she belonged there. She was trying to tell me something, very calmly, but I couldn’t make it out.



I was a lawyer, and I was sitting at a bar in a lunchroom, which was mostly empty, talking to a couple of my doctor/lawyer friends. I was seriously flirting with one guy, when another guy said something about getting me disbarred and then I started yelling at him about getting his license lifted.

We were screaming at each other all the way downstairs as we were trying to get back to work. As I entered the lobby just outside the parking garage I noticed a pack of cigarettes on the ground. I knew they were his so I picked them up. When I got into the parking garage I noticed it was also mostly empty. I called out to him and gave him the pack.

Then we heard some footsteps and both got into my car. Then the garage changed. The walls turned into a natural looking clay stone. The footsteps got louder and he was yelling at me to “GO!” so I did. I barely missed a figure right at my door. Good thing I locked it.

I circled around a few times looking for a way out. I was very nearly panicking. I opted for a wide set of stairs leading up. I pushed the car as fast as it would go. I finally ended up at the top and was in, what appeared to be some kind of courtroom.

I got out of the car and ran up to a sort of stone booth. I was trying to explain to the man within what had happened. He claimed not to hear the footsteps which were getting louder.

It soon got to be too much and I ran to the other side of the booth. They were still coming for me. I circled the booth two or three more times before leaping on top of it. Even from my vantage point I could see no one, but the footsteps kept getting louder and faster. So I woke myself up.
Only I ended up back at the bar, briefly. It was dark and empty except for Elvis beating his tail on the wall. I splatted some bugs that were on the TV and then woke up.

Dream 03-20-06

I have the vaguest recollection of being in a mental hospital. I was having a hard time with a certain member of the staff. Not sure why, but I do know I was there of my own free will.

Dream 03-19-06

I worked on some kind of cruise ship, helping people find stuff. Aaron found out that there was something wrong with our car, again, and we wouldn’t be able to pick it up. In the meantime we were driving around in something else, but that wasn’t in great shape either.



I was a total loner, especially after all of my friends deserted me. I was walking down a road, I think it had just stopped raining. There was a dinner plate sized coin in the middle of the flooded road. I knew it had to be worth a lot of money, so I picked it up. It had gotten pretty nasty, but I knew I could clean it. I can’t remember if I put it in my pocket or my car.

Later I caught up with my friends. They were stacking some boxes and told me to get to the top of the stack to help. I tried, but the way they kept telling me to do things the boxes kept falling. I walked off in a huff without a word to anyone. I ended up at the house o a guy I knew. I was telling him what had happened and cussed, something mild like “ass”. He got real somber and said something about having to apologize later. He pointed across the room and there was a kid sitting there. I sort of blew it off and went with him to the garage. We were working to help his grandma sell it. The girl looking kept complaining about the cars, even though she was getting one for free.

I left, mumbling something about communists, and ran into the man who lived across the street. He had just sold his house so I brought up him helping the guy, who had shown up then too. They started mumbling and looking at their feet. I was about to let it go when the grandma called to make me apologize to the kid. The two guys were looking at me expectantly. I’m not sure if I did or not. I was irate and embarrassed and started yelling that they were all commies before taking off.

I ended up at some kind of tent that was nearly packed with people. I was up on a low platform. Suddenly I looked down and there was a little baby gripping on to my leg. I just stared at it horrified before freaking out and screaming for someone to get it off of me. No one seemed to see it, but an elderly gentleman reached up to help anyway. As he was removing the phantom baby from my leg, I looked outside.

Then everything changed. I was standing outside looking out at what used to be a lush forest. It had been completely demolished and all that was left was barren wasteland. I stood there next to another like me, feeling like I was about to vomit and wanting to cry out every ounce of water in me. He put his arm around my shoulder.

A train of soldiers passed by in front of us. They seemed to be in fairly good spirits. Most even waved as they passed, we waved back. Then everything changed again.

We were on a bus. I somehow felt that not long ago it had been full, but now there was only a handful of people. The woman up front was very important. Without warning a dump truck careened in front of us and barreled onto a side road. We pulled over to it and the important woman issued the driver a citation. As we headed back on our way, someone recommended stopping at the building ahead.

The building ended up being a semi-underground mall I had been to in dreams before. I recognized it by it’s complicated parking lot. There was a dance going on that the guy was supposed to take me to. I went to a store to pick up a dress when this snotty girl came and started taunting me, that he had changed his mind and was going to take her. One look at his face and I knew it was true. After I picked out my dress, she came in to taunt me again. In a fit of rage I broke her feet and snatched a huge chunk of hair from the top of her head. Now she was useless.

I went to a bathroom to get dressed. I was doing my hair when there was a knock at the door. He said I had made a terrible mistake. That the “young man” had snapped and gone on a killing spree. I’m not sure if I just caught a flash of it or actually joined him, but when I saw him there was some unusual music in the background.

Dream 03-18-06

I think the area I was in was experiencing some civil unrest. Like a war zone, only not as harsh. I may have been on some kind of field trip. I ended up in a line, and where it led was kind of shocking. We were all getting a free piercing in a dark tent. I got mine in my nose. The lady took a wire, stuck it through my left nostril and curled it around. The edges curled all the way up towards my eye. I was touching the ends, wondering when she was gonna clip them off or something, when she told me to take it out cuz something had gone wrong. That’s when I noticed a huge statue outside of the tent. It looked like some kind of demon. It was facing me with it’s right arm pointed straight out, and the left curled up around it’s shoulder.

Dream 03-13-06

I was mostly outside, I think it was raining, but I don’t remember getting wet. There was a long road. Mick Foley was there and we talked a lot. He was helping me figure something out.

Dream 03-12-06

I was on a very intense sort of reality show. There were about 4 or 5 of us left. We were competing in singing, fashion, figure-skating, modeling. Often more than one at a time. The dream started out with singing and figure skating together. I sang a Cher song, and wasn’t’ a bad skater. At one point, one of the judges gave one of the girls a tiny replica of a hat she had made, and I had a flashback of what had happened.

We were in Africa playing (competing in) basketball, but we also had to design something influenced by the culture around us. She had made a hat that was supposed to repel disease. A guy, not sure if he was a judge or a competitor, threw it on the ground and stomped on it. Shortly after he was struck with an illness that caused him to break out in hives, his upper lip to swell, and all of his hair to fall out.

Dream 03-11-06

Mom and I were at a huge house, I assume to visit someone. I was trying to get away from her, but she kept following me. Even into several bathrooms. I finally got her occupied on a computer. Then I ran into some people I knew. Odd people. They were up to something, but I don’t know what. There was a normal sized person standing around. There was a 4 inch tall person in a dollhouse, apparently taunting a security camera. Then under a table in the dollhouse, was a person the size of a dime. He was setting something under the table, but I couldn’t tell what it was.

The house was unusual in that a lot of the walls were like see-through mirrors, and the doors were all mechanical. Like something from a space ship.

Dream 03-10-06

I don’t remember the beginning. About halfway through I was at a house, in a nice small neighborhood. There was a part where Aaron and I were walking Elvis. At the house, it was late. Aaron and I were going to bed. The bed was huge. I rolled over to snuggle up close to him and as I was drifting off I saw this woman laying where he had been. She was blonde and dressed as though she were from the 1920s. I knew it wasn’t right, so I tried to scream. Then everything went red and I screamed and struggled to pull myself out of the dream. By the time I did I was in the living room screaming and everything still had a reddish tint to it. I started crying.

Very shortly after a couple of paranormal investigators had shown up. I told one of them what had happened and they all got really excited. Started putting cameras up everywhere. I laid down again and tried to relax. As I was drifting off, it seemed that the bed was inflating itself. Then I got a weird feeling and a little girl showed up in the middle of the room. She started to cry and I pulled myself out of it. When I went to tell them what happened I woke up for real.

Dream 03-09-06

I was in another, bigger arena. I think I actually fought in this one. Then I was in some kind of large store or warehouse. I was picking up a few things. I went outside and was talking, nervously, to some people in a van. I think I knew one of them from the arena.

Dream 03-08-06

All I remember is being in an old Greek arena. I was standing in the center of it with one other person. I don’t think there was anyone else there.

Dream 03-06-06

I started off in town, on foot, in the middle of the night. There was a guy who was learning how to fry chicken. It was for a job, but he apparently wasn’t happy about it.

I went to a house where some of my extended family had gathered. About five of us were hanging out in a huge van getting ready to leave. All of a sudden there was a flash of red. We all looked out the side window, next door a little kid had gotten out and was playing with a volcano set that periodically shot fire. Not long after the initial blast his mother came out and started to chase him around the outside of the house.

We left to meet up with more family. We stopped at a crossroads in the middle of the country where a few other cars were parked on a grassy area to the left and a small, but wide, but was parked to the right. We got out of the van and on the bus, which was full of luggage and such. There was only a few other family members, but we headed off anyway.

When we got to the house, I stayed behind. I was in the middle of performing some kind of ritual when I realized there was an imposter nearby. I called the cops and baited him into the bus where he thought he was hiding. Then I called his cell phone, blocking my own number, of course, and allowed him to get caught. Before being captured he tried to find me, but I managed to turn invisible. I never did get to the house where everyone else had gathered.

Dream 03-04-06

It seemed almost like Medieval times and the future were kind of mashed together. Sometimes there was strange technologies, other times it was close to barbaric. I got the feeling I was looking for someone or something. I think there was a part in a grocery store, something about an apartment. It was all happening really quickly. I remember a chick who was trying to help me.

Dream 03-03-06

Aaron and I had gotten on a huge battle-royal style wrestling team. There were maybe 100 people on the team, maybe more. Some people from school, some from TV, a bunch I didn’t recognize, but a couple I felt really close to anyway. I don’t remember even doing anything to get on the team, I was just on it.

We were all flown out to Germany, and we were staying in a huge hotel that was beyond gorgeous. There were several separated buildings with 4 or 8 rooms per and 2 or 4 people per room.

On our first elimination night out I ended up alone in a room somewhere with Elvis. I don’t’ even know how he got there. After a while I heard movement outside. A group of people was walking down the street. There was George from Seinfeld, an 80 year old lady and a set of twins who looked better suited to a computer lab and a wrestling ring. I felt odds were good we had all been eliminated.

We ended up in a quad area near the hotel. A woman was talking, but she didn’t say anything about elimination, though the group was decidedly smaller. She just kept impressing the importance of teamwork. One very pretty girl stood up and said she hadn’t felt like part of a team and wanted to know why no one had taken her out to the movies or something. A few people mumbled something about being busy, then I was spotlighted. I tried to say that I didn’t even know her, but all that came out was something about how I don’t go out much.

On the way back to the house I was fiddling with some sort of key in my pocket, making sure I hadn’t lost it. I had no idea which room I was in so I just picked a porch and sat on a bench there. A handful of people were loitering or wandering, so I figured it was no problem.

A guy came up and sat by me. One of the ones I didn’t know but felt close to. He asked me what was up, so I told him. I told him I had no idea what was going on or why I was there and that I was thinking of leaving the team. He took my hands and leaned in close and told me I just couldn’t. That I was an important part of the team. I felt a heat rush through me and I began to cry. I said “What about my husband?” “He’s over there.” Sure enough he was up the street talking to some other people.

I looked down and realized something very important was missing, “What about my dog? I just left him in that room, how horrible!” “No, he’s right over there. It’s okay.” Sure enough, there he was at the end of the yard playing with another dog. I was about to protest that I hadn’t even wrestled once since the whole thing started. In that moment of hesitation I got the feeling he was gonna kiss me.

Before anything could happen, a pudgy girl came running past yelling that “she” wanted to see all of us in the office. He grabbed my hand and we ran to an identical building a little ways up. I lost sight of him as we were all filed in by a stern Asian woman. I sat (or was seated) next to a guy and girl I barely remember from school. The “office” itself was pretty large and very plush, except that it was filled with what appeared to be bus terminal seating.

The Asian woman spoke in German, but I understood her perfectly. Something was very wrong. Something was found that could damage the house and it was a $30 million house. A parcel was being passed around. When it got to me, I didn’t want to believe what I was seeing. Several sheets of fake nails. I stared at them for a long time until my mom said ‘Oh, those are mine.” the Asian woman went on about how the glue would ruin anything it touched, and preventative measures had to be taken. My mom said not to worry, she had plenty of money in her bag. She started to bend down, and I moved closer to help. Before either of us could do anything, the Asian woman was on top of it, tearing through the bag. I was appalled and angry, but afraid to do anything. Someone was tapping my shoulder with something, but I didn’t move. The woman stood up and shouted that nothing was there. In the same flash of a moment I both felt that my mom was taken aback and leapt on top of the bag, verging in a mix of embarrassed and furious. Sure enough, on top of everything, sat her wallet full of money.

I think it’s probably best that I woke up as the Asian woman shoved me out of the way to get to the money.



I was a visitor at an old castle that was housed by a group of Japanese mystics. One of which was iron Chef Sakai. In his chamber he had several pets, including a small pony and a chicken. There was a girl I became friends with who helped me get around. The castle was beautiful, with many different rooms and corridors. Sakai was outside, demonstrating his abilities. I spent a bunch of time either on a high shelf watching him, or kneeling in front of him.

At the end of the day I was walking around feeding animals and cleaning things up, hiding from some people. I ended up in Sakai’s room and put all of his animals to bed.

As I walked around outside, I helped the girl to hide from several people looking for her. I nearly ran into Sakai and told him I had taken care of his animals. He seemed relieved and very grateful. I got the impression he was going to thank me physically, but I was woken up.

I remember also a hexagonal desk. It was almost like a roll-top desk on each of the six sides. There was also, on each side, a tray that had depressions on it that pulled out. The desk, on at least the 2 sides I could see, was very dirty and cluttered.

Dream 03-02-06

I can’t remember if we started or ended up here, but mom was complaining about how dirty the room was. It really wasn’t. I was microwaving a big plate of fried chicken. I was talking to Annalisa about how dirty her room used to get. Then Robert showed up so I left.

I was out driving I believe to meet Frankie. I had a van and was going to pick something up. He was out in a town I had been to in a dram before. I don’t’ exactly remember meeting up with him. I must have, though, because I’m pretty sure I picked up some kind of painting.

I was on my way back and pulled into a side street. Either to get something to eat, or prove to myself that I had been there before. I ran into dad outside of one of the stores. He was driving a pickup truck. He was telling me about a guy he was talking to on the road who had bought him breakfast. For some reason he wanted me to drive the truck back. I, apparently, already had a key, cuz my keychain was attached to the one in the ignition. It started right up. He packed to boxes into the back.