It’s that time again! Another month is over, and so it’s time to gather all of September’s dream tweets and see whether they create any interesting friction rubbing up against each other.

Last month, I dreamt of Katherine Hepburn, Steve Carell, and Richard Pryor, as well as Ellen Datlow, Gardner Dozois, and F. Paul Wilson … and perhaps you.

September 2011

I dreamt I was on a grand jury investigating suspicious activity and said, hey, if this guy deserves to be arrested, I should be arrested. 30 Sep

I dreamt I was on a losing softball team and when it came time to shake hands, I saw one of my opponents had been a Waltons-era Ralph Waite. 30 Sep

I dreamt I was mowing our lawn with a mower made out of a old Mercedes-Benz, a very fancy lawn mower indeed. 30 Sep

I dreamt I looked outside and saw that to surprise me Irene had spread a carpet of Little Caesars pizza boxes stretching as far I could see. 30 Sep

I woke from a nightmare in which I was missing and Irene and her best friend couldn’t find me even though I repeatedly shouted, “Over here!” 28 Sep

I dreamt I was in a classroom with Adam-Troy Castro, who stunned me with his art by drawing a huge anti-bullying mural on the blackboard. 28 Sep

I dreamt I hired a taxi to take me to a casino 100 miles away, but my ride turned out to be just a bicycle with an exposed chair up front. 28 Sep

I dreamt I shared an office with my sister-in-law and an appraiser visited from Heritage Auctions to value our comics art collections. 28 Sep

I dreamt a courier’s briefcase, filled with coins, split open as he was crossing the street, spilling everywhere. So I helped scoop them up. 27 Sep

I dreamt I was a horribly inept waiter serving a young Richard Pryor and continually spilling food all over him in a slapstick kind of way. 27 Sep

I dreamt I fed candied flower petals to a dubious Irene, who required a lot of convincing to believe they were edible. 27 Sep

I dreamt I took @LenWein out to dinner — but was horrified later to see on the receipt I had left a tip larger than the cost of the meal. 26 Sep

I dreamt we went to the premiere of a new Spider-Man 3-D movie musical — created by the Beatles! — and I watched eating a bowl of yogurt. 26 Sep

I dreamt I tossed out a computer at the dump and found original Carmine Infantino art, but the guy who worked there wouldn’t let me take it. 26 Sep

I dreamt I was having dinner at a topnotch steakhouse, yet whenever I looked down at my plate, all I’d see was dried fruits and granola. 26 Sep

I dreamt I poured out an old timey prospector’s bag of gold dust on the table and shaped small golden animals that came alive for Irene. 26 Sep

I dreamt my sister-in-law, in pain, needed me to call her doctors, but her handwriting was so ornate I couldn’t make out the phone numbers! 25 Sep

I dreamt I snapped pics of pal Donna Grant (no, the _other_ Donna Grant) as she was heading to a premiere party for American Horror Story. 25 Sep

I dreamt I tried to make change, and instead of counting out bills from my wallet, I kept counting out receipts and having to start over. 25 Sep

I dreamt I saw a man return to where he’d buried a treasure. He was funky — unshaven and unwashed since he put it in the ground years ago. 25 Sep

I dreamt a friend of mine had gotten in over his head with gambling debts, and watched as a bookie threatened him if he didn’t pay up quick. 25 Sep

I dreamt Irene and I were frantically preparing for a visit from a famous food critic whose opinion would make or break our new restaurant. 25 Sep

One of my dreams played out to the soundtrack of “Till Then” by the Mills Brothers, but I remember none of the action. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gPdidRreduM 24 Sep

I dreamt Irene and I were at an unfamiliar automated kiosk trying to buy train tickets, but no matter which buttons we pushed … nothing! 24 Sep

I dreamt I was attempting to cheer up a sad little girl whose parents had left her with us for awhile, but nothing I said had any effect. 24 Sep

I dreamt there was a humongous aquarium tank in our living room and Irene was inside wearing scuba gear and swimming around with sharks. 24 Sep

I dreamt I’d volunteered in a Peace Corps kind of way, building huts, digging wells, and chastising other volunteers who were slacking off. 22 Sep

I dreamt the President handed me a tape recorder, which I later passed on to Irene and some guy so they could record their economic debate. 20 Sep

I dreamt Claude Lalumière had never been to Disney World, so I decided to take him. And luckily, it was now across the street from my house! 19 Sep

I dreamt I was at Readercon, and Gardner Dozois and Paul Di Filippo both wanted to have dinner with me, but neither would go with the other. 19 Sep

I dreamt I couldn’t get friends into a Chinese restaurant I wanted to in midtown Manhattan, so I dragged them to Coney Island for Nathan’s. 19 Sep

I dreamt that while walking a country road, I encountered a band of Nazis in tanks who set a row of trees ablaze with flamethrowers. 18 Sep

I dreamt I was visited by the CIA and asked to travel the world talking about comic books as a cover for doing … other things. 18 Sep

I dreamt Irene and I stared out a window at the horrific sight of a nasty bird with a baby turtle in its mouth, which it slowly dismembered. 17 Sep

I dreamt @EllenDatlow and Gardner Dozois told me that no worthy fiction had been published this year, so there’d be no Year’s Bests. 17 Sep

I dreamt that as I exited a highway, I saw a bus overturn, after which it was slammed into by a small plane. I woke while phoning 911. 17 Sep

I dreamt I helped Jim Borgman draw Zits, which oddly began with me completely erasing his previous day’s comic strip so he could start over. 16 Sep

I dreamt Irene and I were gambling at a casino, and when she ran low on funds at the roulette wheel, I electronically sent her … a nickel. 15 Sep

I dreamt Steve Carell was trapped under debris from a collapsed roller coaster, and I helped lift the twisted rails so he could be rescued. 15 Sep

I dreamt I was the choreographer for a Broadway musical with intricate stunt scenes and was about to watch opening night from the front row. 15 Sep

I’ve lost one of my dreams because I have no idea what this hastily scrawled middle-of-the-night note means: “snuck dead people memorial” 14 Sep

I dreamt I discussed my best-of collection with @rosefox, who surprised me by saying if she was editing it, there’d be no zombie stories. 14 Sep

I dreamt I lived in a post-apocalyptic world with my father. We knew we weren’t going to survive much longer and were preparing for the end. 14 Sep

I dreamt I was at the zoo when every animal broke free, which didn’t bother me at first, but once I saw the apes and lions, I freaked. 14 Sep

I dreamt the guy behind me in a checkout line was buying a heavy four-foot-long egg splattered with rainbow paint, and wouldn’t tell me why. 13 Sep

I dreamt I disappointed bookstore customers because we had nothing for sale but copies of Larry Gonick’s Cartoon History of the Universe. 13 Sep

I dreamt I sat in the audience of a presidential debate smoking pot with candidates who didn’t seem concerned how they’d perform onstage. 13 Sep

I dreamt I walked along Ocean Parkway with Jim Shooter. Somehow we had our entire comic art collections with us which we took turns sharing. 12 Sep

I dreamt I won an award even though I wasn’t nominated for it, which confused me terribly, so my friends had to push me toward the stage. 10 Sep

I dreamt I cut into an Idaho potato and discovered it was rainbow-striped inside, then proceeded to slice each color into its own chunk. 9 Sep

I dreamt Irene and I took a hotel elevator to the 36th floor for a fancy restaurant but the doors opened on an old time mining town instead. 7 Sep

I dreamt I wandered the subway with a tray of hardboiled eggs. I saw Karen Meisner and told her I was off to do a scene from Cool Hand Luke. 7 Sep

I dreamt I was Damon Knight, boarding an amusement park ride and sneaking out the back to make Bob Silverberg think I vanished mid-ride. 7 Sep

I dreamt I lived in NYC during a water shortage. As I ran around with bottles, Katherine Hepburn screamed the world was coming to an end. 4 Sep

I dreamt Stephen Colbert and I compared whose Oscars we’d touched. I’d held Beau Bridges’. He’d held Kirk Douglas’. Which meant that he won. 2 Sep

I dreamt I wandered the streets, face covered in shaving cream, when I paused to watch a funeral for a WWII vet happening in a store window. 2 Sep

I dreamt I watched an episode of Law & Order in which @gerryconway, curled in a comfy chair, played the victim … murdered by Robert Blake! 1 Sep

I dreamt I visited a bakery so glorious you didn’t order, just gladly accepted whatever they happened to have ready. And it was delicious! 1 Sep

I dreamt I hung out with @Cadigan and @fpaulwilson as they looked at my iPad and complained I’d downloaded too much stuff to my Kindle app. 1 Sep