Showing posts with label Lost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lost. Show all posts

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Song, Theater Security, and Furry

MORNING OF FEBRUARY 27, 2010

I vaguely recall some sort of movie about creepy children. My friends and I were either watching it or talking about it or something. My first clear memory is that there was a music video that tied into the movie. The song was by They Might Be Giants, and I could clearly hear Linnell singing the very nonsensical lyrics. As he sang each line of the song, a picture book would flip a page, featuring an illustration that depicted that part of the song.

The first line I remember was about "When General Tso's Chicken came to town" and it showed art from a Mother Goose & Grimm comic strip I saw earlier this week that actually featured a joke about that. The rest of the lyrics were about the creepy movie children and whatever they did. I woke up during the song.

I went back to sleep and dreamed that Eric and Richard and I had gone to a theater. It looked like one of the old fashioned ones from the early 1900s. Richard had on a T-shirt that I really liked. It was ash gray and had faded, uncolored line-art of Aldo Rain, Brad Pitt's character from Inglourious Basterds. A caption underneath the art said, "This is my Nazi Killin' Shirt".

A bunch of shady, security-type men were everywhere in this theater, and they kept scanning us everywhere we went. One of them scanned me and told me, "I hope you didn't have anything on you with personal information in it,because this scanner copies all electronic information so we can read it later." I angrily told him that, yes, I had my phone in my pocket that he'd just scanned. He smiled evilly and I couldn't see his eyes through his sunglasses.

Outside the theater looked like my apartment complex. I realized that I didn't have my keys in my pocket, so how could I get back inside my apartment? I must have dropped them in the theater, or one of those shady security guys took them. We went back into the the theater, which was now Eric's apartment. Our friend and his roommate Melissa helped us look for the keys, until I realized suddenly that they were in my pocket after all.

I remember one other bit of dream. I was at Lisa's house looking out some of her large windows. I saw a cat come up, and I at first assumed it was one f her cats, wondering how it had gotten outside. When it got closer to the window, I could see it was a different cat. It was pretty, with white fur and reddish-brown and black patters across it. The cat began to bathe itself casually.

Suddenly, the cat began to reach its forearms about in unusual ways that looked like a human stretching. This was odd, and a little unsettling. The cat's stretching began to look more and more like full yoga poses until I realized the cat now looked fully anthropomorphic, like a female "furry". It was really creepy to see this creature in person!

No sooner had a realized what it was than it looked up, made eye contact with me, and suddenly lunged itself forward against the glass, snarling at me. Naturally, this quite woke me up.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Hugo Sees Dead People

MORNING OF JANUARY 31, 2010

I was in the kitchen at my grandmother's house. Hugo Reyes from Lost was at the table. He was talking to every other character from the show, one at a time. Only it was odd, because each and every one of them were zombies (though articulate ones). I suddenly realized this must surely mean that in the final season of Lost, they were all going to die!

The last zombie-character Hugo spoke to was himself. Only the zombie-Hugo spoke and behaved like George Clooney's character in Up in the Air. I don't know what I had eaten before bed this night.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Jewel and the Missing Camera

MORNING OF JANUARY 30, 2010

I was in a Disney-like theme park and it was late in the evening. Somehow I had been selected as one of a few to have their photo taken with Jewel. She was on the porch of what looked like an Southern Antebellum home, and there was a backdrop behind her that, I believe, had dinosaurs on it.

So I posed with Jewel. She was very friendly and pretty. The photographer, for some reason, was using my own camera. He took two or three shots of us, Jewel thanked me, I took my camera, and went on my way.

I began wandering around the grounds of the park. They were announcing that it was almost closing time. Suddenly I realized I didn't have my camera with me! I must have left it behind after the Jewel pictures. I began a frantic search! I couldn't lose this camera--it's newish, not especially cheap, and beloved! Not to mention in the dream it had all of my pictures from the theme park on it!

I went back into the Antebellum house where Jewel had been. The park staff told me that no one had turned in a missing camera, they were about to close, so I couldn't go in and look for it. I went in anyway and began roaming up and down the ornate hallways in search of my missing possession.

Many of the halls were already darkened as they were shutting things down. I was flipping switches, turning things on at will as I searched. I finally located the camera, sitting on the lower shelf of a decorative table in one of the hallways.