One month has ended, and a new one begins. If you’ve been following my life for any length of time, you already know what that means—it’s time to collect in one place the many tweets I made during the previous month about my active dream life.

And for those of you who’ve never seen one of my monthly dream collections before—yes, I really do dream that much.

I dreamt I attended a pre-Oscars bash because I was a designated acceptor, but when asked whose trophy I was there to pick up, I blanked. June 30, 2010 8:07:07 AM

I dreamt I was trying to explain Curb Your Enthusiasm’s Seinfeld reunion arc to Irene, using clips that don’t exist anywhere but my dreams. June 29, 2010 8:04:55 AM EDT

I dreamt I was once more working as a loan underwriter, and getting lectured for not logging in files using the correct numbering system. June 29, 2010 8:03:06 AM EDT

I dreamt pregnant Irene and I (in a completely different dream) fled the hospital in order to make sure the kid’s birthday would be 6/30. June 29, 2010 7:57:20 AM EDT

I dreamt I showed off a collection of mine that doesn’t exist in real life. Each story had an illo that looked like a comics splash page. June 29, 2010 7:53:49 AM EDT

I dreamt I was at a hospital with Irene, who was suddenly pregnant. I wasn’t surprised, just waiting for her labor to kick into high gear. June 29, 2010 7:48:59 AM EDT

I dreamt I attended a convention held in the food mart of a local gas station, packed tightly among the aisles of chips and candy bars. June 28, 2010 7:42:25 AM EDT

I dreamt I was luging down a mountain at dizzying speed. There was no snow, though — I zoomed through tall grass and over bare earth. June 28, 2010 7:38:04 AM EDT

I dreamt I was dreaming (sort of metafictional) about hanging out with my father at a party, eating pizza and drinking cherry-ginger soda. June 28, 2010 7:33:49 AM EDT

I dreamt I was a local trash collector being paid for the week with a crisp $40 bill. That oddity didn’t bother me. But the low pay did. June 27, 2010 7:56:59 AM EDT

I dreamt I drove up a snowy, winding mountain road, and could see ahead of me the tracks of those who’d failed and slid into the abyss. June 27, 2010 7:54:18 AM EDT

I dreamt Ben Bova called while I was taking a train to a con. He wanted to get together for pretzels. Guess he knows I don’t drink coffee. June 27, 2010 7:48:56 AM EDT

I dreamt Martin Moorse Wooster and I exchanged limericks in my kitchen. His best was about Samuel Taylor Coleridge. I wish I remembered it! June 26, 2010 7:11:19 AM EDT

I dreamt my boss Craig Engler commandeered the loudspeaker system during a baseball game so he could talk to the entire stadium about Syfy. June 26, 2010 7:08:53 AM EDT

I dreamt I competed in the Olympics as a skier, though bizarrely I did it not as myself, but only after disguising myself as someone famous. June 26, 2010 7:05:45 AM EDT

I dreamt I in a radio studio waiting to be interviewed by Jane Lynch, but I realized I had no idea what we were supposed to talk about. June 25, 2010 8:14:10 AM EDT

I dreamt I tried to count out change for the bus, but every time I arrived at the exact fare, my palm was suddenly overflowing with coins. June 25, 2010 8:10:29 AM EDT

I dreamt that as Irene and I sat on the couch talking, my son came along. He and I then sang “Don’t Stop Believin'” very enthusiastically. June 25, 2010 8:08:28 AM EDT

I dreamt I was a professor visited by four women who said I ruined their son’s life. (Four women? One son?) And their son was Cornel West. June 25, 2010 8:03:20 AM EDT

I dreamt I was a temp at a law firm. The only other man there was the guy who plays Mary-Louise Parker’s brother on Weeds. He was snarky. June 24, 2010 7:55:51 AM EDT

I dreamt I attended a convention held in a supposedly abandoned school. But all the teachers were still there, confused, refusing to leave. June 24, 2010 7:52:14 AM EDT

I dreamt my father was still alive, we were in a hotel room with double beds, and we fell asleep talking late into the night. June 24, 2010 7:50:28 AM EDT

I dreamt I attended a Nebs at which the opening speeches were still going at 11, so they skipped everything else and just read the winners. June 24, 2010 7:47:07 AM EDT

I dreamt I looked into the daytime sky and saw a full moon surrounded by bright stars, with a huge WWII aircraft flying by just beneath. June 23, 2010 7:54:58 AM EDT

I dreamt that as I entered a restaurant for my final meal of a con, I bumped into Geoff Landis coming out. Inside, there was nowhere to sit. June 23, 2010 7:53:00 AM EDT

I dreamt I visited a comics shop that sold so many T-shirts it had a guy screening them as fast as he could trying to keep up with demand. June 22, 2010 8:09:18 AM EDT

I dreamt I walked along the water at Coney Island and saw a beached dolphin in the distance. I tried to save it, but wasn’t really sure how. June 22, 2010 8:05:31 AM EDT

I dreamt I stopped at a gas station where a guy shoved his mic at me and asked about my car, then seemed surprised I was willing to talk. June 22, 2010 8:02:22 AM EDT

I dreamt I ate spaghetti while looking down at Earth from a space platform and discussing Ed Koch and Billie Jean King with Janet Kagan. June 21, 2010 7:29:24 AM EDT [Looking back at this tweet, I realize I mis-typed. The dream was about Elena Kagan.]

I dreamt I walked the streets of London with Steve Jones, saying goodbye and discussing how I hoped to return for a UK convention in April. June 20, 2010 8:44:09 AM EDT

I dreamt I was shoveling away deep snow, only to suddenly realize I wasn’t on my driveway, but over a lake, and then I fell into icy waters. June 20, 2010 8:41:02 AM EDT

I dreamt Irene wore one of Megan Fox’s dresses, and she looked good. Unfortunately, I was wearing the same dress, and looked ridiculous. June 20, 2010 8:38:19 AM EDT

I dreamt that my Dad, still alive, showed up in swim trunks, and told me he’d just bumped into an old high-school friend out by the pool. June 19, 2010 7:56:46 AM EDT

I dreamt a tooth fell out, and as I washed off the blood and studied it in the palm of my hand, it grew to three times its normal size. June 19, 2010 7:54:28 AM EDT

I dreamt I told Nick Kaufman how, when I was young, I could remember every panel of every comic I owned. Then he turned into Neil Gaiman. June 18, 2010 8:09:53 AM EDT

I dreamt Conan O’Brien tried to convince me to do something (but what?) by offering me birdseed he poured into his outstretched palm. June 18, 2010 8:06:14 AM EDT

I dreamt I walked the NY streets, never taking my eyes from the book I’m reading, tripping, falling, stumbling, but never losing my place. June 17, 2010 7:26:04 AM EDT

I dreamt I was attending a convention in Denver at which old pal Gene O’Neil took to the stage to accept another well-deserved award. June 16, 2010 4:07:50 AM EDT

I dreamt I tried to explain the ridiculous Daredevil plot in which blind Matt invented imaginary twin brother Mike to protect his identity. June 16, 2010 4:05:34 AM EDT

I dreamt I wandered Balticon looking for my pants, not upset about my state, just wanting to find them before they were auctioned off. June 15, 2010 8:09:19 AM EDT

I dreamt I looked outside to see a Triceratops lumbering about. I grabbed my camera, but as usual for my dreams, could not get it to focus. June 15, 2010 8:06:40 AM EDT

I dreamt I was in the lobby as stars arrived for a Syfy Emmy party. For some reason, I was wrapped in a blanket instead of wearing a suit. June 15, 2010 8:02:57 AM EDT

I dreamt that while taking too long to check into a squalid Eastern European hotel, I got into a conversation about gargoyles and tattoos. June 15, 2010 7:59:48 AM EDT

I dreamt my flight was canceled, and when I stumbled off the plane, there was Rick Bowes waiting for me at the gate. But I have no idea why. June 14, 2010 8:03:28 AM EDT

I dreamt I was being chased by a giant machine, and as I zigged and zagged to escape, it kept slamming its crane into the ground beside me. June 14, 2010 8:00:49 AM EDT

I dreamt I was late for a Nebula Awards ceremony, and as I rushed to get there, I could see David Levine by the door tapping his watch. June 14, 2010 7:58:03 AM EDT

I dreamt I visited an exhibit at which dancers only danced when people were not present, the only evidence being wear patterns on the floor. June 14, 2010 7:56:20 AM EDT

I dreamt I wandered Robert Frost’s home, with the only others there being women of varied ages, sizes, and colors dressed like Wonder Woman. June 14, 2010 7:54:07 AM EDT

I dreamt Paul Di Filippo and Deb Newton visited. But when I picked them up at an ornate train station, none of our cell phones would work. June 14, 2010 7:50:29 AM EDT

I dreamt I was helping a foreign scientist escape in a speeding car, but at the dream’s end, a friend betrayed me by firing a bazooka at us. June 13, 2010 9:09:33 AM EDT

I dreamt I worked for Meryl Streep, but I didn’t _really_ work for Meryl Streep. I was actually there undercover investigating embezzlement. June 13, 2010 9:07:28 AM EDT

I dreamt I worked for a huge company at which Josh Brolin was president, and during a chaotic evacuation, I was instead trying to get _in_. June 13, 2010 9:05:02 AM EDT

I dreamt Paul Di Filippo and spoke to a crowded Readercon restaurant, announcing the Jack Kirby panels we’d run. And Kirby was there alive. June 13, 2010 9:01:08 AM EDT

I dreamt my boss had created a long-distance learning mathematics course, and I tested it by sitting at my laptop doing intricate equations. June 10, 2010 7:57:05 AM EDT

I dreamt today’s NYT printed a zombie story of mine that started on the front page below the fold. Irene suggested we buy a few more copies. June 9, 2010 7:54:48 AM EDT

I dreamt I walked home from miles away, going _through_ every house along the way, sort of like The Swimmer, except an interior version. June 9, 2010 7:52:00 AM EDT

I dreamt I worked a cordless vacuum cleaner across my lawn, and woke when I grew puzzled how all the pebbles picked up could fit inside. June 9, 2010 7:45:39 AM EDT

I dreamt I sent a check to Cory Doctorow for a story I intended to publish in a new magazine which would look like a chunky Big Little book. June 8, 2010 7:34:16 AM EDT

I dreamt I watched as Adam-Troy Castro took part in a competition far more bizarre and complicated than 43-Man Squamish. And he won! June 8, 2010 7:32:20 AM EDT

I dreamt I was being chased, along with Brian Keene and other horror writers, by what I do not know, running beneath an elevated trainline. June 8, 2010 7:29:40 AM EDT

I dreamt I was taking over my family-owned company by killing my relatives, in the dream being both the killer and those trying to stop him. June 7, 2010 7:35:42 AM EDT

I dreamt I started working at Marvel again after many decades and saw Len and Marv wandering the office. Plus, unexpectedly, Nancy Murphy. June 7, 2010 7:33:34 AM EDT

I dreamt I was with a group outside when someone came by and shot us up. I only survived by falling down and playing dead until he was gone. June 7, 2010 7:30:06 AM EDT

I dreamt that while driving to a county fair, I was yelled at by street pavers who were angry I’d created ruts in their new, pristine work. June 7, 2010 7:27:34 AM EDT

I dreamt I was lost in a subway system, not really sure where I was trying to go until I got there — I was running away to join the circus. June 7, 2010 7:25:31 AM EDT

I dreamt I returned to my con hotel room at night to discover I was sharing it with former assistant Brian Murphy … and a seeing-eye dog. June 7, 2010 7:23:21 AM EDT

I dreamt Irene stepped from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her neck, saying nothing about her hair now being dyed platinum blonde. June 6, 2010 9:07:27 AM EDT

I dreamt hackers put an anti-Disney ad on the screen in a movie theater, and when I snapped a picture of it, ushers tried to take my camera. June 6, 2010 9:05:10 AM EDT

I dreamt I got trapped onstage in a play I wasn’t meant to appear in, and tried to hide. But it didn’t work, and the audience whispered. June 6, 2010 8:56:47 AM EDT

I dreamt Breaking Bad’s sleazy lawyer Saul was shot, and as he died, his father, in the montage flashback of his life, was Lon Chaney, Jr. June 6, 2010 8:51:03 AM EDT

I dreamt I was on the beach with Sydney Greenstreet, and described to him all of my favorite scenes of his, doing all the voices. Badly. June 6, 2010 8:43:58 AM EDT

I dreamt our house was broken into, and once I discovered the phones didn’t work, I wandered the halls with a shotgun calling Irene’s name. June 6, 2010 8:39:32 AM EDT

I dreamt I saw two Orthodox rabbis arguing over which was the better Jew. Then they told me I was a lousy one, and I tried to defend myself. June 5, 2010 8:20:05 AM EDT

I dreamt I saw Stephen Colbert film in front of the Rhode Island state capitol. He called me and others over to stand by him for the shot. June 5, 2010 8:17:20 AM EDT

I dreamt I wandered the Marvel Bullpen until I bumped into John Romita, Sr. Then I hung with him and discussed the value of old autographs. June 5, 2010 8:13:47 AM EDT

I dreamt that while on Amtrak, I found a wad of cash, and hoped to get off the train before its owner returned. My dishonesty surprised me. June 5, 2010 8:10:37 AM EDT

I dreamt I had a drink thrown in my face at a Worldcon party by a French writer who, due to a poor grasp of English, thought I insulted him. June 4, 2010 7:52:21 AM EDT

I dreamt I came across some half-hatched ducks in the wild, and as I knelt to photograph them, an alligator appeared to chase me away. June 3, 2010 7:54:18 AM EDT

I dreamt I was on a panel with Gary Groth, after which the moderator said we disappointed her. I pressed her, but she wouldn’t tell us WHY. June 3, 2010 7:52:39 AM EDT

I dreamt I peeled, sliced, carved, and shaped cucumbers to create a small working model of a helicopter, which I then proudly demonstrated. June 3, 2010 7:50:02 AM EDT

I dreamt I was in the UK, studying a museum guide to plan my day, and every exhibit listed was modern — Frank Stella, Mylar balloons, etc. June 3, 2010 7:46:56 AM EDT

I dreamt that across from my house, someone had a box containing a dozen or more cats they were giving away. So we went out and watched. June 2, 2010 7:51:38 AM EDT

I dreamt I stood by Oliver North as he introduced divers in a competition, which in my dream confused me, as I couldn’t figure out why HIM. June 2, 2010 7:49:28 AM EDT

I dreamt I showed up in Jay Lake’s bathroom as he applied a temporary tattoo to his forehead, and we sang a duet of “Pennies from Heaven.” June 2, 2010 7:45:56 AM EDT

I dreamt last night about Sally Field and a Komodo dragon. But as I can’t make out the rest of my note, I have no idea what they were doing. June 2, 2010 7:43:40 AM EDT

I dreamt I was asked to perform “The Walrus and the Carpenter.” I asked for a $5K budget and Robert De Niro. Was I joking? I have no idea. 8:09 AM Jun 1st

I dreamt I was eating large bees. They were dead bees. I had no idea why I was doing it and I wasn’t very happy about it. But I didn’t stop. 8:04 AM Jun 1st

I dreamt I’d won a liquid as valuable as gold at the track, but in order to smuggle it home, I had to use Visine to disguise it as coffee. 8:02 AM Jun 1st

I dreamt Syfy’s blogs — Wire, DVICE, and Fidgit — each had its own dedicated refrigerator at the NY office, but were being phased out. 7:59 AM Jun 1st

I dreamt I went searching for a coin-operated SF trivia machine which in my dream had been around forever –and was upset that it was gone! 7:56 AM Jun 1st

I dreamt my son, now grown, was a baby again. He climbed out of his crib and demanded to read my pristine copies of rare Spider-Man comics. 7:53 AM Jun 1st

I dreamt I helped a Wire writer pull together a piece called “5 Ways Stargate Universe is Like Buffy” — but I can’t remember the reasons! 7:51 AM Jun 1st