{"id":14309,"date":"2014-04-07T23:29:08","date_gmt":"2014-04-08T03:29:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/?p=14309"},"modified":"2014-04-07T23:29:08","modified_gmt":"2014-04-08T03:29:08","slug":"in-march-i-dreamt-of-harlan-ellison-laurence-olivier-stan-lee-and-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/2014\/04\/07\/in-march-i-dreamt-of-harlan-ellison-laurence-olivier-stan-lee-and-more\/","title":{"rendered":"In March, I dreamt of Harlan Ellison, Laurence Olivier, Stan Lee and more"},"content":{"rendered":"

I haven’t posted here recently because prepping for Saturday’s daffodil party (about which more later) took up almost all of my time. But as I get back up to speed, here are last month’s collected dreams as originally shared on Twitter<\/a>. I always find they make a bit more poetic sense when placed up against each other like this.<\/p>\n

Last month’s dreams starred the Queen of England, Harlan Ellison, Laurence Olivier, Stan Lee, Oprah Winfrey and others.<\/p>\n

Delve into my subconscious … if you dare.<\/p>\n

March 2014<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u2028Many dreams last night, almost entirely lost. Only snippets remain, without context: Jack Dann, Louis C.K., a unicorn, my son a toddler.\u2028 Mar 31<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was a car thief challenged by a TV show to punk Ben Affleck by stealing his. It took me until the very last second to succeed.\u2028 Mar 30<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I ate a pint of ice cream while riding in a car with Hurley. He wanted some, but I wouldn’t share my spoon. Luckily, he found one.\u2028 Mar 30<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I arrived at a swimming pool to find hundreds of noisy kids … and the Queen of England in full regalia. We discussed her agenda.\u2028 Mar 30<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was at Comic-Con waiting to interview Harlan Ellison about his new comics miniseries tying together the entire Marvel universe.\u2028 Mar 28<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was standing in front of an airport departures board ready to board the next flight to whichever destination was the most exotic.\u2028 Mar 28<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was microwaving tons of popcorn — but not to eat. I was using it as packing material because we were moving.\u2028 Mar 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my car was suddenly coated with ice. I stopped, but was trapped inside, so I put on the blinkers and hoped I wouldn’t get hit. \u2028Mar 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my grown son entertained guests by banging out “Always Look on the Bright Side of Life” with mallets on a toy xylophone. Mar 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was unpacking bags of groceries and loading the freezer in the dark, and my wife shouted to knock at off — it was 2:00 a.m.!\u2028 Mar 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was at an airport about to fly to Japan and began scanning everybody else’s boarding passes. The gate agents were NOT happy.\u2028 Mar 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was Peter Jennings, interviewing two survivors of war about why they planned to tell their children nothing of their experiences.\u2028 Mar 26<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I tried to pay my hotel bill at Fawlty Towers, but each time I gave Manuel my credit card, it somehow ended up back in my hand.\u2028 Mar 26<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was attending the Nebula Awards weekend when a cab arrived to take me to the airport — but the banquet hadn’t happened yet! v\u2028Mar 25<\/p>\n

I dreamt I was giving a some school kids a tour of the Ocean Parkway neighborhood where I grew up and telling them of the old timey days. \u2028\u2028Mar 25<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I raced through an airport in South Africa when I spotted Michael Bishop and we had an “I wish I’d known you were here” moment.\u2028 \u2028Mar 25<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that the ocean was inexplicably outside my window, and I watched as a jumbo jet swooped down to pluck a car out of the waves. \u2028\u2028Mar 24<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a friend warned it was too late to head downstairs, so her mother and I looked at each other, nodded, then went there and danced!\u2028 \u2028Mar 24<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt you were no longer allowed be disparaging online (you couldn’t even diss chocolate ice cream). I wondered how long that would last.\u2028 \u2028Mar 24<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Stan Lee said he’d meet me later to sign some old comics, and a friend drove me in circles through the city until we found him.\u2028 \u2028Mar 24<\/em><\/p>\n

I dream I showed off my new waistcoat, embroidered with a (since forgotten) quote from Pride and Prejudice<\/em>, and you all ooohed and ached.\u2028 \u2028Mar 24<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt at Shopsin’s, I asked, “What’s the one thing you wish someone would order, but they never do?” I woke before they made it for me!\u2028 \u2028Mar 23<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that while at a uke convention, I was introduced to a nervous newcomer and warned — due to poor health he shouldn’t be surprised.\u2028 \u2028Mar 23<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my friends and I acted out a spontaneous improvised murder mystery that began on the NYC subway and continued at Forbidden Planet. \u2028\u2028Mar 23<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that during a fancy meal (mushrooms set on fire!) with @mrbelm<\/a>, I wandered off and got lost, and never made it back for dessert!\u2028 \u2028Mar 22<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I visited a comics shop where I discovered walls lined with magazines that don’t exist IRL. Wanted to buy them all!\u2028 \u2028Mar 21<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wandered a huge city late at night until my feet began to hurt and I realized — I’m barefoot! No idea what happened to my shoes.\u2028 \u2028Mar 21<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was a new teacher chastised for not taking part in endless bureaucratic meetings. But I’m just here for the kids, I told them.\u2028 \u2028Mar 21<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a pregnant friend went into labor in a small town, but once I found out where the hospital was and turned around — she was gone!\u2028 \u2028Mar 21<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt @scalzi<\/a> and I ended up in adjoining hotel rooms during some con, and as a result, hijinks ensued — but now I can’t remember them!\u2028 \u2028Mar 21<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was at a PR event for a new Star Wars trilogy with Len Wein, Christine Valada + Marv Wolfman, standing around a giant roast pig. \u2028\u2028Mar 20<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was on a @Readercon<\/a> panel with Michael Swanwick, but our wisdom kept getting interrupted by Michael Marano over a loudspeaker.\u2028 \u2028Mar 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I invited Adam Swiderski, the guy who followed me on @Blastr<\/a>, over for dinner at my Mom’s house. No idea why I wanted them to meet!\u2028 \u2028Mar 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was a pallbearer for some unidentified celebrity, and as we lifted the coffin, we all sang, “You Can’t Always Get What You Want.”\u2028 \u2028Mar 18<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I found a box of old comics that never existed IRL and happily settled in to read them. (Unfortunately, they were all Charltons.) \u2028\u2028Mar 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was a zombie shuffling after Oprah Winfrey. She didn’t seem to mind, didn’t try to escape, and didn’t at all care that I bit her.\u2028 \u2028Mar 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was backstage at the Academy Awards, holding my Oscar trophy and mingling with other winners. But I had no idea what I’d won for!\u2028 \u2028Mar 16<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I spotted Joss Whedon while power walking through a mall … only for some reason he pretended to everyone he was Bill Gates.\u2028 \u2028Mar 16<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I listened to a band in which each instrument sounded like a different instrument — the fiddle made sounds like a saxophone!\u2028 \u2028Mar 14<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a scientist was presenting his paper on how prehistoric peoples used to hunt, kill, and eat dinosaurs … but I was skeptical.\u2028 \u2028Mar 14<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that, one late night, a tour guide told us how horribly early we’d need to wake up the next morning, and we were NOT happy about it.\u2028 \u2028Mar 14<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that while walking down a city street at night, I found John Kessel and Nina Kiriki Hoffman sitting on the hood of a car, chatting.\u2028 \u2028Mar 13<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a baby fell in front of a speeding train and I leapt after without thinking — but some unknown force teleported us to safety.\u2028 \u2028Mar 13<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that I wandered @Readercon<\/a> with @mrbelm<\/a>, I suggested we collaborate on a musical about @Alinea<\/a> using the tunes from “Camelot.”\u2028 \u2028Mar 12<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I napped with a dog on my chest, and each time I woke I found it staring at me. Those who know me know why this would never happen.\u2028 \u2028Mar 11<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I read an issue of @Wired<\/a> magazine which touted all sorts of fun gadgets, none of which was real or available outside of my dreams!\u2028 \u2028Mar 10<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was hectoring my son — who’s far more computer savvy than me IRL — because he had no email address. And created one for him.\u2028 \u2028Mar 10<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was a techie helping doctors who were supervising the first robotic jaw replacement. I’d rather have dreamed of being the robot.\u2028 \u2028Mar 10<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt two old friends threatened to kill me, and I managed to record those threats, then somehow escape. As I ran away, I phoned 911.\u2028 \u2028Mar 10<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I designed a large inexpensive plastic square which, when held overhead, allowed me to hover. Obviously, people tried to steal it.\u2028 \u2028Mar 9<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I discovered a street on which every restaurant was from the 1800s in a variety of cuisines. Woke before I could make my choice.\u2028 \u2028Mar 9<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I found a street fair with awesome food, yet each time I brought a morsel to my lips, it fell from my fingers and hit the pavement.\u2028 \u2028Mar 9<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Barry Malzberg visited and we headed into D.C. to tour both the Children’s Museum and the Holocaust Museum, a study in contrasts.\u2028 \u2028Mar 9<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I interviewed Paul Ryan, who didn’t make any goddamned sense at all. When I tried to explain to others what he’d said, I couldn’t.\u2028 \u2028Mar 8<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that @Shunn<\/a> and I were at the @Loncon3<\/a> Hugo Awards ceremony where we each slapped down a five-pound note to bet on the outcome.\u2028 \u2028Mar 8<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wandered my old Junior High School in search of the suit — and ukulele — I needed in order to be able to attend a wedding.\u2028 \u2028Mar 7<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I dropped by Clarion, where I sang the Merry Marvel Marching Society song to pump up the class while Gordon Van Gelder watched.\u2028 \u2028Mar 7<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in Kevin Spacey’s dressing room after having watched his King Lear, listening as Laurence Olivier critiqued the performance.\u2028 \u2028Mar 7<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt an old boss said he was about to tell me something about myself that no one else would tell me — but I woke up before he told me!\u2028 \u2028Mar 6<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was at the mall, working for a S.H.I.E.L.D.-like organization, trying to capture as many miniature robot spiders as I could.\u2028 \u2028Mar 6<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt @doctorow<\/a> helped me build myself a prosthetic sonic emitter hand like that Fantastic Four villain Klaw. pic.twitter.com\/rROt3mLRGr<\/a>\u2028 \u2028Mar 6<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was having a peaceful dinner at Comic-Con when Malcolm from Malcolm in the Middle<\/em> kept interrupting us and refusing to go away.\u2028 \u2028Mar 5<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was Courteney Cox, shooting my husband’s lover with a revolver, then reloading and shooting some more. Where did THAT come from?\u2028 \u2028Mar 5<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was at a street fair trying to buy scones — but the vendor kept taking bites out of the ones I wanted before handing them to me!\u2028 \u2028Mar 4<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was channel-surfing and found an F Troop<\/em>-like TV show starring Martha Raye embarrassingly dressed in Native American garb.\u2028 \u2028Mar 4<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I discovered two log cabins on my property that weren’t there yesterday, and decided to renovate and turn them into restaurants.\u2028 \u2028Mar 4<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in a con audience holding up my hand forever and ever, but decided if I was called I’d yield to @tinytempest<\/a>, also ignored. \u2028\u2028Mar 4<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt something went wrong with the dessert at the Nebula banquet, so Betsy Mitchell stepped up and baked enough cake for all of us!\u2028 \u2028Mar 2<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my father (gone, alas, IRL) argued with a waiter about having been overcharged by 25 cents, when I just wanted to get out of there. \u2028\u2028Mar 2<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was hired to replace Joss Whedon as director of a Buffy the Vampire Slayer<\/em> movie, and started by watching the footage he’d shot.\u2028 \u2028Mar 2<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I ranted outside the Library of Congress, angry they wouldn’t let Woody Guthrie (alive in the dream, I guess) perform there.\u2028 \u2028Mar 2<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was a post-apocalyptic freedom fighter, my body tattooed with instructions for you on how to defeat our overlords should I die.\u2028 \u2028Mar 1<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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