Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Micro-dream Reports

This morning I got a quick series of dreams that were semi entertaining and strange.  However, like most of my dreams, they are anticlimactic.  Don't expect anything but a bit of strangeness.

In the first dream, my family and I were at a huge military parade of some sort.  It reminded me of the Air Force Academy parade grounds, but with the Nebraska state surplus auction building right in the middle (and bigger).  Everyone was bummed that a torrential rainfall was just over the horizon and going to ruin their party.  That is, except for me and my older brother (currently in the Air Force).  We were going on "vacation" for the weekend.  The Air Force was going to fly us over to Iraq so we could be deployed as a secret mission into the heart of some military compound.  Andrew would fly in as I jumped down and played Rambo for a while, until he came back to pick me up.  The mission was promised to take 15 minutes total and we'd be back by Sunday night.  The dream ended before we left because I couldn't find Andrew anywhere.

The second dream was seamlessly integrated with the last, because it started by me waking up at Jesse's house.  I apparently had gone to visit him in St. Edward and was staying in one of his many houses there (I don't think the Whiddens have more than one).  We kept looking for his family in the several houses that were conveniently right next to each other.  When we finally found them, they served us breakfast.  During the meal, I kept telling them about the wacky dream I just had and how I was going to blog about it when I got to a computer.  Then I saw that they had a green house in the kitchen, so I went to investigate.  Once I got inside, I realized that there were no plants, but a bunch of tarps laid about.  That's when I caught the resemblance to a similar scene in Visitor Q and woke myself up.

I think I had a third dream, too, but I don't remember it.

1 Comments:

At 12:07 AM, June 22, 2006, Blogger Andrew said...

dude - I can't believe that you remember the Academy parade grounds, because I've forced those memories out of my brain through months of therapy. Also, if there's anyway I can take you anywhere (even if it is only Iraq in one of your dreams) that'd be awesome. One of these days I'll get you, tom, and dad a ride in a cessna when I'm flying and then we can really have some fun. you should buy one. that's a great idea. do it. no really, do it. i dare ya

 

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