ulf wrote:i've survived 2 plane crashes in the past 2 weeks in my dreams. considering i'm in australia and i have to fly across the pacific ocean, then across the states to get home, i'm not very excited to come home.
shafnutz05 wrote:Actually, I did have a strange dream while in the Outer Banks. It was more of a nightmare...I have an intense dislike/hatred towards most flying insects. I had a dream that they were swarming me....bees, locusts, the whole works. Apparently, I was swiping at them in my dream, and I knocked everything off the nightstand in our hotel. My wife woke up scared to death...that was interesting. I'm happy I wasn't facing her.
Did you have a lot of small problems at home/work waiting for you when you returned?
viva la ben wrote:Even though it's been 17 years since I've graduated college I still have dreams where I'm skipping classes to party.
Mango Salsa wrote:A couple years ago I was a hockey coach & had keys to the rink. I had a dream that the compressor had shut down and the college team that was practicing on the ice had to keep scraping the snow off & the usable ice kept getting smaller & smaller. They were mad at me but there was nothing I could do.
Then next morning (this part really happened) I stopped at the rink on my way to work. Alarms were going off. The compressor was off and ice temp was getting dangerously high. I restarted the compressor & saved the day. I am one with the ice.
Last night I dreamed I was fishing in the ohio river & a bunch of runaway barges floated by, then me & some friends went to Europe.
Sam's Drunk Dog wrote:I had this crazy dream about 20 years ago that I ran a hotel in this town that was completely bought by a visiting Japanese tycoon, who planned to turn the hamlet into a huge golf course and recreation resort. I'm the lone hold-out. Everyone else in the town say goodbye by recreating a scene from the musical Fiddler on the Roof.
Five years then passed. I continue to grimly run hotel, while golf balls constantly pelt the walls. My wife dresses like a geisha, and the hotel is now completely staffed by Japanese replacements.
The ex-townsfolk — richer and odder than before — unexpectedly pay me a visit. three eccentric woodsmen, two of whom were mute, have all now married obnoxiously talkative and abrasive women from Long Island (one of whom is Lisa Kudrow). When their wives will not shut up, the woodsmen yell out in unison, "QUIET!!" Everyone is stunned and when I ask why the brothers have never spoken in public until then, the talkative one says that it is because 'they've never been so PO'ed before!'
Things quickly become chaotic, with the visitors cheerfully deciding on an extended stay at the inn. I vent my frustration at how unmanageable and stupid everything has become, but nobody is interested in my opinion, so I announces that I am finally fed up and leaving for good. As I storms out the door, I turn around and say, "You're all CRAZY!" Just then, I'm struck by a wayward golf ball and collapse, unconscious. Then I woke up.
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