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My April 2015 dreams: Bill Murray, George R. R. Martin, the Hulk, and more

Posted by: Scott    Tags:  dreams    Posted date:  May 1, 2015  |  No comment


April’s over, and though it brought plenty of those April showers, it seemed to bring fewer dreams than most months. In fact, I didn’t wake with a remembered dream until the sixth of the month, which is unusual for me. Guess that birthday trip to Copenhagen really wore me out!

In any case, during the rest of April, I shared over on Twitter the dream appearances of Bill Murray, George R. R. Martin, Frank Frazetta, Tracy Morgan, Al Williamson, David Letterman … and the Hulk!

Here they are, collected in one place so their surreality may perhaps start making sense.

APRIL 2015

I dreamt I was at a crowded Comic-Con hotel, and the manager asked me, “Are you happy?” My answer was so complicated I woke while giving it. Apr 30

I dreamt I rode through city streets on a lawnmower which unfortunately ran out of gas … so I had to push it the rest of the way home. Apr 29

I dreamt @shunn and @chavoen left me in charge of their dog for some reason, and it took the entire weekend for me to gain her trust. Apr 29

I dreamt our cabbie got in an accident and then expected US to pay for his damage. Much arguing ensued, the police were called, and I woke. Apr 28

I dreamt I found myself walking behind @GRRMspeaking and @KevinStandlee, realized they were chatting privately, and so let them go on alone. Apr 27

I dreamt my Mom was dating again, and my Dad (dead 6+ years IRL) tossed me a pair of paints so I’d be dressed appropriately to meet the guy. Apr 26

I dreamt I planned to swim to an island in the middle of the Hudson with a group of friends to protest … something. But I don’t know what. Apr 26

I dreamt I brought chocolate-covered mushrooms to @tinytempest, who (in the dream) I knew had eaten them before and loved them. And we ate. Apr 26

I dreamt my wife handed me an antique violin, apparently anticipating I’d know how to play it. I couldn’t, of course — so I woke instead! Apr 26

I dreamt I bumped into Stephen Jones at a con and discovered — he’d gone blond! And now he looked like a John Constantine doppelgänger. Apr 24

I dreamt I was at a theatrical production in D.C. also attended by Obama, and when I tried to snap a photo, my tech did not work. Of course. Apr 24

I dreamt I worked at a library and was presented with an ancient book it had taken 30,000 Iraqis six months to restore. I was greatly moved. Apr 23

I dreamt it was my last day on a job, and packing up, I took a photo of me roughhousing with the cast of Superman Returns off the wall. Apr 23

I dreamt I was at a banquet presenting an award with (years dead IRL) artist Al Williamson to Guy H. Lillian III. The category? No idea! Apr 23

I dreamt I was at my local mall, and someone told me George R.R. Martin was there. I didn’t believe him … until I spotted the Iron Throne! Apr 23

I dreamt we were visiting a foreign country and almost rented an apartment, but then decided — we should rent in a country we’d never seen. Apr 22

I dreamt an angry arcade owner refused to sell me or my son any more tokens beyond our first batch — he said one shot was all we got! Apr 21

I dreamt I sous vided a brisket for a party given by @MaryRobinette, and explained how the recipe had been given to me by Ferran Adrià. Apr 20

I dreamt that while at Disney World, I was taken down a wood-paneled underground tunnel to meet who was really in charge — Bill Murray. Apr 20

I dreamt I was Jerry Seinfeld’s son, and went shopping with Tracy Morgan to buy caviar at a snooty shop where we expected to be insulted. Apr 19

I dreamt that as I began to record an interview with China Miéville, he pulled out a can of shaving cream and reshaved his head smooth. Apr 18

I dreamt young Frank Frazetta napped on my couch, and I asked, “How are you the same as when we met in 1974?” He yawned, but did not answer. Apr 18

I dreamt I walked the length of Brooklyn to get home, and each traffic light I’d approach turned red on me EVERY TIME, lengthening my trip. Apr 17

I dreamt I was trying to get dressed for an event, and though I packed HUNDREDS of ties, all were too wild to go with my equally wild shirt. Apr 17

I dreamt I was arrested in an unidentified Spanish-speaking country, and after a day in jail, the police put me on a plane and sent me home. Apr 17

I dreamt I was at a banquet and won the Stoker Award for Poetry. Which was kinda weird since I haven’t published a poem in 20 years or more. Apr 17

One of my dreams last night involved Captain Jack Harkness … but sadly, I have no memory of where we were or what we were doing. Grrrrr. Apr 16

I dreamt I strummed the uke for David Letterman, who responded with his usual uncomfortable grimace. I couldn’t tell if it meant anything. Apr 16

I dreamt a vendor at a fair refused to sell me one of his deep-fried slices of cherry pie. He’d sell me a deep-fried beef sandwich though. Apr 15

I dreamt that while I visited Harlan Ellison to help organize his stuff, Steve Martin dropped by with his pet ant, which he kept on a leash. Apr 15

I dreamt I had to leap between a guy whose kid had just been hit by a car and the driver of that car to stop them from killing each other. Apr 13

I dreamt I was traveling by train with Paul Di Filippo, which was made difficult by the fact that he was carrying an iPad as big as a door! Apr 10

I dreamt I was deep in conversation about Surrealism, trying to remember the name of a certain Surrealist. I grabbed my iPhone … and woke! Apr 9

I dreamt I was swatted, but luckily, when the police arrived, they were all aware of the concept of swatting and things turned out OK. Whew! Apr 9

I dreamt I ripped open a bag of chocolate Twizzlers, only to be horrified they tasted nothing like chocolate. Into the trash they went! Apr 8

I dreamt I was supposed to meet my wife to see a movie — when I arrived, she was already stumbling out, proclaiming the film as TERRIBLE. Apr 8

I dreamt the Hulk was about to go nuts in the next room, and I distracted him so that others could get some kids out before they got hurt. Apr 6

I dreamt my father and I watched an old movie musical, and were waiting for a Cole Porter song we knew would come. But woke before it came. Apr 6





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