{"id":14608,"date":"2014-05-05T22:34:01","date_gmt":"2014-05-06T02:34:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/?p=14608"},"modified":"2014-05-05T22:34:01","modified_gmt":"2014-05-06T02:34:01","slug":"my-april-2014-dreams-ron-howard-ronald-d-moore-and-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/2014\/05\/05\/my-april-2014-dreams-ron-howard-ronald-d-moore-and-more\/","title":{"rendered":"My April 2014 dreams: Ron Howard, Ronald D. Moore &#8230; and more"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>We&#8217;re already a week into May, so it&#8217;s that time again!<\/p>\n<p>Here are all of the dreams I <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/scottedelman\">tweeted<\/a> about last month, gathered in one place to see whether they make more sense en masse than one at a time.<\/p>\n<p>During April, I dreamt of Ronald D. Moore, Stephen Colbert, Ron Howard, Judy Garland, Robert Redford, Hitler, and more. And so &#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>April 2014<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was taking part in a reality TV show set in the 1800s, and the lack of hot showers was getting to me. I tried to bribe the crew! <em>Apr 30 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was on a panel with <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/ellendatlow\">@EllenDatlow<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/neilhimself\">@neilhimself<\/a> and two others when we suddenly all pulled out instruments and broke into song.<em> Apr 30 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I stumbled upon Adam-Troy and Judi Castro at 4:00 a.m., and only after she hugged me did I realize I was wandering in my pajamas. <em>Apr 29 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>Actual dream dialogue with <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/haszombiesinit\">@haszombiesinit<\/a>. ME: Let&#8217;s go for pineapple buns. HER: I&#8217;m allergic to fish and potatoes. ME: Not even rutabagas? <em>Apr 29<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I gossiped with others by the closed doors of a ballroom waiting for the Stokers to begin. And the floor was littered with comics!<em> Apr 29 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/IreneVartanoff\">@IreneVartanoff<\/a> were considering a visit to a <em>Star Wars<\/em>-themed amusement. Oddly, the brochures were filled with <em>Peanuts<\/em> characters.<em> Apr 28 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I handed my wife a complex, multi-page legal document delineating who would get control of my DNA after my death. (But why?)<em> Apr 28 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I met Lake Bell while walking up a crowded stairway. We bonded over unicorns, so she visited, met my friends. We ran though snow.<em> Apr 28 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve lost one of my dreams because this middle-of-the-night note no longer acts as a catalyst: SYFY JELLY BEANS \/ CONFUSED WOMAN \/ NIGHT <em>Apr 27 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was arrested at a protest and told to &#8220;wait here&#8221; by a cop. Then I was forgotten, and after hours wondered if I could just leave. <em>Apr 27 <\/em><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was a contestant on a game show hosted by Ed McMahon and snuck off during filming while the camera wasn&#8217;t on me, then snuck back. <em>Apr 27 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt Connie Hirsch and I left a con for a soup-only joint where we bought dozens of mugs of soup to bring back for our friends. <em>Apr 26 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was with Ron Howard when he accepted a Best Picture Oscar by pulling out a ukulele and singing and strumming his speech. <em>Apr 26 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt that while on a road trip, I stopped at a <em>Star Wars<\/em> store. The owner thought I was too tired to continue, and confiscated my phone.<em> Apr 26 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I spotted a mobbed Robert Redford, and he perked up when I mentioned my name, since he&#8217;d worked with my second cousin Herb Edelman. <em>Apr 25 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt traffic stopped on the highway, and when I got out to look, the cars vanished &#8212; replaced by an endless string of Spidey costumes! <em>Apr 24 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I wandered London in the rain &#8212; and EVERY business I passed was a fish and chips shop. They were endless! There was nothing else! <em>Apr 24 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I seem to have lost one of my dreams because I no longer know the meaning of this middle-of-the-night note: N OATMEAL SUPPORT FOOTBALL. <em>Apr 23 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/saladinahmed\">@saladinahmed<\/a> had grown up in Brooklyn, and created decade-by-decade maps reflecting the borough&#8217;s changing ethnic demographics. <em>Apr 22 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt a friend agreed to lend me his car, but it was only the size of a toy! I figured out clicking the key fob made it expand, though.<em> Apr 22 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I tried to slaughter a cow by firing a rifle through the walls of a hotel room containing a herd figuring I&#8217;d surely hit SOMETHING.<em> Apr 21 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was the assistant to a Nazi scientist, and when Hitler left a message and I forgot to tell the guy he&#8217;d called, I felt his wrath.<em> Apr 19 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was a wrestler wrestling another wrestler on <em>The Colbert Show<\/em> because it was ending. Weird, but it made sense within the dream. <em>Apr 19 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was part of an ancient superpowered family that behaved like spoiled gods. I hated them, and used my own powers mostly to hide. <em>Apr 19 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was about to have a vasectomy, and did not trust the doctor AT ALL &#8212; because he was the guy who played Alby Grant in <em>Big Love<\/em>. <em>Apr 16 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was sharing a hotel room with Bill O&#8217;Reilly, and no sleep occurred because we argued all night over our political differences. <em>Apr 16 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was told there was room for only one more at a new Monty Python film premiere, so I ran through endless corridors to the theater.<em> Apr 15 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was a teenager walking to school with my dad, who was Louis C.K., and he pretended he was also a kid, which I found kinda creepy. <em>Apr 15 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was making cupcakes with another competitor on a TV cooking show, and I complained about &#8220;reality&#8221; shows the entire time. <em>Apr 15 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was Judy Garland, storming off to confront Clark Gable, only I couldn&#8217;t get her\/my tiny shoes on because my feet were me-sized. <em>Apr 15 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt a riderless horse galloped by &#8212; riderless save for a statue of a person &#8212; and as it passed me, the replica fell at my feet.<em> Apr 14 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt an Italian woman needed help with some English words in a magazine, but when she showed it to me, I couldn&#8217;t read them. Of course! <em>Apr 14 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt Victor Garber and I were scammers, and after we were recorded by an investigator, I threatened to kill him, but woke before we did. <em>Apr 13 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was in a <em>Peanuts<\/em> cartoon, and Lucy told me she wasn&#8217;t going to be my friend anymore. I begged her not to tell Charlie Brown. <em>Apr 12 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I tried to pull a guy out of the way of an oncoming train, wasn&#8217;t fast enough, and ended up holding only the back half of his body. <em>Apr 12 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I wandered cobblestone streets with Stephen Colbert, and slowly began to realize that somehow we were no longer in this century.<em> Apr 12<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was at a yard sale and bought a package of raw chicken breasts left out in the sun. These&#8217;ll be fine to cook and eat, I thought. <em>Apr 12 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was traveling through Mexico with my dad Bryan Cranston (!) when Mom disappeared at a rest stop. I tried to contact the police. <em>Apr 11 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I worked in Governor Christie&#8217;s office, and he forced me to take a bizarre physical which involved hooking me up to an oxygen mask. <em>Apr 11 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I wandered the Marvel Bullpen with superhero action figures I got from a gumball machine as a kid, asking for help in ID-ing them. <em>Apr 11 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I watched as a famous chef snuck supermarket-bought eclairs into his restaurant, and was horrified by this revelation. <em>Apr 10 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I worked for a toy manufacturer which used shoddy materials so everything I designed fell apart. I argued with the boss. Then quit. <em>Apr 10 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I somehow got a front row seat at a <em>Star Wars VII<\/em> panel with a bearded Harrison Ford but walked out because I&#8217;d hated the prequels.<em> Apr 8<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was about to head out when I found several pages of handwritten first draft I&#8217;d forgotten and so rushed to transcribe it instead. <em>Apr 8<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt it was either way late or way early, and we couldn&#8217;t find an all-night restaurant. Luckily, Jim Minz arrived and led us to one!<em>Apr 8<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt a concert promoter decided he&#8217;d made enough profit, and handed each audience member three bucks on the way in, one on the way out. <em>Apr 8<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/Nalo_Hopkinson\">@Nalo_Hopkinson<\/a> and I were about to be roommates, and so started culling my book collection. But she said don&#8217;t, there&#8217;ll be room.<em> Apr 8<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I improvised zombie songs for my friends in a variety of styles. The cha-cha was the most interesting. Wish I could remember them! <em>Apr 7<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt my father, brother, and I fought over which of us would pick up a restaurant check, and it devolved into quite a wrestling match. <em>Apr 7<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I met a dog and asked its name. The dog answered, &#8220;Sockamagee.&#8221; &#8220;That&#8217;s a strange name,&#8221; I said. &#8220;Oh, well,&#8221; said the dog. <em>Apr 4<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/craigengler\">@craigengler<\/a> and I ran a 7-11 and we dealt with a robbery in an incredibly inventive way &#8230; which I&#8217;ve unfortunately now forgotten. <em>Apr 3<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt Ronald D. Moore owned a comics shop, and that while I was there, he talked about editing an anthology titled <em>If Hitler Had Lived<\/em>. <em>Apr 3<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was in a French bakery in a Spanish-speaking country watching a tiny manic man frantically make pastries using a conveyor belt. <em>Apr 3<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was being pestered by a giant cat the size of a Doberman Pinscher. It wouldn&#8217;t stop mauling me, so I had to flee to my car. <em>Apr 2<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I wandered Brooklyn with <em>Man v. Food<\/em>&#8216;s <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/AdamRichman\">@AdamRichman<\/a>, who regaled me with encouraging weight loss and life coach advice. <em>Apr 2<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt my wife and I oohed and aahed over the hand-colored artwork Nick Cardy had given her for an entire issue of<em> Bat Lash<\/em>. (If only!) <em>Apr 2<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was in a hillside castle, balcony doors flung wide, aware that the heat and light spilling out was an insult to the poor below. <em>Apr 2<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I discovered a baby merman, head severed from its body, both parts still alive, tail still wriggling, mouth still trying to speak.<em> Apr 2<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I snuck bits of Bonomo Turkish Taffy out of my pocket and tried not to let anyone know &#8212; but the crinkly wrapper gave me away! <em>Apr 1<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was trapped in a crowded elevator in which everyone but me smoked, and they all ignored me as I complained through my coughing.<em> Apr 1<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I wandered a museum with Kathleen Ann Goonan, who hated the curator&#8217;s placards. I suggested we install our own in a guerilla raid. <em>Apr 1<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We&#8217;re already a week into May, so it&#8217;s that time again! Here are all of the dreams I tweeted about last month, gathered in one place to see whether they make more sense en masse than one at a time. During April, I dreamt of Ronald D. Moore, Stephen Colbert, Ron Howard, Judy Garland, Robert [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[12],"class_list":["post-14608","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-dreams"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14608","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=14608"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14608\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14621,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14608\/revisions\/14621"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14608"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14608"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14608"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}