{"id":15221,"date":"2014-07-03T09:15:11","date_gmt":"2014-07-03T13:15:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/?p=15221"},"modified":"2014-07-03T09:15:11","modified_gmt":"2014-07-03T13:15:11","slug":"my-june-2014-dreams-starred-philip-seymour-hoffman-mindy-kaling-and-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/2014\/07\/03\/my-june-2014-dreams-starred-philip-seymour-hoffman-mindy-kaling-and-more\/","title":{"rendered":"My June 2014 dreams starred Philip Seymour Hoffman, Mindy Kaling, and more"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s that time of the month again. June is over, so I can look back and see what my subconscious was doing that month while I slept. Popping up in the  dreams I reported on <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/scottedelman\">Twitter<\/a> were Philip Seymour Hoffman, Walter White, Mindy Kaling &#8230; and, as usual, many of my old comic book friends.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>June 2014 <\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was checking into a hotel, but was weirded out that registration was a hospital nursing station. What kind of room would I get? <em>Jun 30<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was Louis C.K., and was hired by a mob boss to pitch a softball game. I suspected something bad would happen to the losers. <em>Jun 29<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt a movie in which Philip Seymour Hoffman and Helen Hunt were scientists on a satellite trying to stop a meteor from striking Earth. <em>Jun 28<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I asked <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/MindyKaling\">@MindyKaling<\/a> on a date, only when I picked her up, she&#8217;d transformed into <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/KChenoweth\">@KChenoweth<\/a> dressed like Glinda the Good Witch! <em>Jun 27<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt my wife and I were at a banquet where only Italian food was served and everyone but us had thick New Jersey accents. But &#8230; why? <em>June 27<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I got into a fight with a guy during which I hit him in the jaw with my shotgun. Machine parts flew from his mouth! He was a robot! <em>June 27<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt my son and I were in the <em>Breaking Bad<\/em> universe, about to get in a jam with Walter White. But my boy managed to talk us out of it. <em>June 27<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt that due to a natural disaster we hosted college students in our house. They were ungrateful, upset we didn&#8217;t give them chocolates. <em>June 26<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt we were on an alien world, and heard the screams of a massacre in the distance, so locked ourselves in a cage where we&#8217;d be safe. <em>June 26<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I drove down an alley and discovered life-sized mannequins dressed like superheroes, including one of the Martian Manhunter.<em> June 25<\/em><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was flying in a biplane piloted by my wife to visit friends, who we were following in their own plane. They kept almost crashing! <em>June 24<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/andrewzimmern\">@andrewzimmern<\/a> and I got lousy service in a restaurant and walked out. Once the owner saw who he was, he tried to talk us back in. <em>June 23<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I had turned invisible, and was pranking Warren Lapine by continually blocking his path. He kept bouncing off me, looking confused. <em>June 21<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I wandered London&#8217;s Chinatown with Bob Silverberg and Karen Haber. (A rather mundane dream, since this could possibly happen.)<em> June 21<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was at a Care Bear convention, dressed like a giant red Care Bear. The only other so costumed were kids, and I confused them. <em>June 21<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Two dreams last night the subtext of which was &#8212; I wished I played the uke better. If only I could find a teacher less than two hours away! <em>June 20<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I photographed a project the gov&#8217;t didn&#8217;t want photographed &#8212; something like a huge S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier &#8212; and was hunted.<em> June 17<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was on the way to the airport when I realized my reservation was all wrong. Luckily, Roger Sterling was able to fix it for me. <em>June 14<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was outside the Martinsburg courthouse waiting for a verdict to be announced as crowds grew and grew. Woke before the verdict! <em>June 14<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was arrested, then hassled by three guys in jail. And I thought &#8212; was I supposed to talk my way out of it? Or break their noses? <em>June 11<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I traveled the universe in a rocketship, having amazing adventures, my only companion &#8212; a humongous tortoise! <em>June 10<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt the table was beautifully set &#8212; china, silver, etc. But right before dinner, I realized 12 were coming, not 6! A rush to redo! <em>June 10<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I heard a horrible scream at the zoo and discovered a keeper, hands and feet bound, pecked to death by an exotic parrot. A mystery! <em>June 10<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I got laid off from a mortgage company, and on my last day, my coworkers ate all the candy which had been sent as farewell gifts. <em>June 9<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt a package arrived from China filled with many lovely trinkets and a letter I couldn&#8217;t translate, but I hoped it was an invitation. <em>Jun 9<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was rushing to a day job, feeling pressured because I was late, and biting into a baked potato as if it were an apple. <em>Jun 9<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt that while disguised as Hillary, I danced with a friend disguised as Oprah. A paparazzi snapped pics of us, thinking we were real. <em>Jun 9<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt that as I was driving downhill toward a red light at an intersection, the brakes failed, because tech aways lets me down in dream.<em> Jun 9<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt the latest <em>Science Fiction Age<\/em> arrived from the printer, and I flipped through it proudly, showing off the art I&#8217;d commissioned.<em> Jun 9<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt my wife made a dozen or so frozen pizzas and scattered them around our kitchen. I tried to resist, failed, and gobbled them down. <em>Jun 7<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I tried to Instagram a selfie, but it kept coming out way, way too dark &#8212; because 99 times out of 100, tech fails me in my dreams. <em>Jun 7<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I worked at Marvel again, and saw John Verpoorten, Roger Slifer, Jim Shooter, John Romita, Jr. &#8230; and even, oddly, Paul Levitz. <em>Jun 6<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt that while working in an office, I explained to someone I was not ambitious, did not have Machiavellian intent. And they laughed! <em>Jun 6<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt a German Shepherd and I rolled around playfully on the ground while those watching laughed. And the German Shepherd laughed, too. <em>Jun 6<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I told a killer that I&#8217;d warned his intended victim never to be alone with him &#8230; so he threatened that he&#8217;d kill me instead. <em>Jun 6<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was trapped on a <em>Lost<\/em>-like island, ranting about how I would die there, but not before first forgetting the faces of all I loved. <em>Jun 6<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt my backyard was now beach sand, and I slogged through it finding discarded papers &#8212; like <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/2muchexposition\">@2muchexposition<\/a>&#8216;s mortgage application. <em>Jun 5<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt Marti McKenna tried to convince us to all go to <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/LenWein\">@LenWein<\/a>&#8216;s house and watch Hill Street Blues reruns, but we weren&#8217;t in the mood. <em>June 5<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt a pot-growing friend tried to convince me to start a business with him in which I&#8217;d bake his weed into my desserts. (I passed.) <em>June 5<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt we realized a temporal vortex was about to hit our house, and my wife escaped, but I didn&#8217;t. It was decades before I saw her again. <em>Jun 5<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/mrbelm\">@mrbelm<\/a> was visiting and having trouble boiling water on a gas range in our backyard &#8212; because physics had gone horribly wrong!<em> Jun 4<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt that <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/BELUTHAHATCHIE\">@BELUTHAHATCHIE<\/a> and I, from atop a bridge, gazed in wonder at a megalopolis grown from mushrooms and carved into skyscrapers. <em>Jun 4<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt a guy started attacking us with a cleaver &#8212; and the way I tried to stop him was by running to a VCR and hitting the pause button. <em>Jun 3<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was given a box of letters\/documents belonging to one of my grandfathers, and it was filled with references to some other family.<em> Jun 2<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt that while in a line, about to renter the U.S., I realized I&#8217;d left the bag containing my passport on the plane, and rushed back. <em>Jun 1<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s that time of the month again. June is over, so I can look back and see what my subconscious was doing that month while I slept. Popping up in the dreams I reported on Twitter were Philip Seymour Hoffman, Walter White, Mindy Kaling &#8230; and, as usual, many of my old comic book friends. 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