{"id":17428,"date":"2015-01-06T14:22:34","date_gmt":"2015-01-06T19:22:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/?p=17428"},"modified":"2015-01-06T14:22:34","modified_gmt":"2015-01-06T19:22:34","slug":"my-december-2014-dreams-starred-james-gandolfini-bonnie-raitt-chip-delany-and-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/2015\/01\/06\/my-december-2014-dreams-starred-james-gandolfini-bonnie-raitt-chip-delany-and-more\/","title":{"rendered":"My December 2014 dreams starred James Gandolfini, Bonnie Raitt, Chip Delany, and more"},"content":{"rendered":"

Before we get too much deeper into the first month of the new year, here are the dreams I’d previously shared with you one at a time over on Twitter<\/a> during the last month of the old year, only now they’re all rubbing together making some kind of strange subconscious poetry.<\/p>\n

Last month, I dreamt of Jimmie Walker, Gil Kane, James Gandolfini, Bonnie Raitt, Chip Delany, Ann Landers, and who knows, maybe even you.<\/p>\n

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

I dreamt I was having dinner at a steak house, and the waiter said their steaks were the best because their cows didn’t eat other cows. Dec 31<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in a televised Christmas special with a cast that included Jimmie Walker and we were the only ones who didn’t flub our lines. Dec 31<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I tagged along with @neilhimself<\/a> as he went to chat with J. R. R. Tolkien, and man, do I wish I could remember THAT conversation! Dec 31<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my wife and I adopted a baby elephant, and as she led it off our porch into the backyard, I tried to snap a pic to share with you. Dec 30<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was invited to a major fashion show, and when a model complained about ’20s hairstyles, said, “Every age has its own wonders.” Dec 31<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wandered with a crowd on some sort of secret mission, and when someone started firing at us with a machine gun, only I survived. Dec 28<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my son and I got into a discussion of the Iron Man stories from Tales of Suspense<\/em>, but when he kept calling me Mr. Edelman, I woke. Dec 28<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a friend loaned me his car and I couldn’t get it to start, until I realized he’d wired it so without your seatbelt, it never would. Dec 28<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I tagged along with my congressperson as she visited the NSA, and the agents there teased me with info about me no one should know. Dec 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Paul Di Filippo and Deb Newton brought along their dog to Readercon and gave her to me to mind — she followed me wherever I went. Dec 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my friend Allan was cast in Death of a Salesman<\/em>, and called to tell me what theme song would be used. Which I now forget. Dec 26<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I went to a comics shop with my son, telling him it would surely be closed, as it’s Xmas … but the door opened! Happy happy! Dec 25<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Geoff Landis was visiting, and after he polished off the OJ, I rummaged through the refrigerator looking for more. Which woke me. Dec 25<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I visited Continuity Studios, where I used to visit Neal Adams in the ’70s, and though it was now, nothing had changed! Dec 25<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Chip Delany and I were in a con suite discussing a Joanna Russ essay, and if there was ever a time I wished I had a transcription! Dec 25<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I worked for S.H.I.E.L.D., realized a snippet of my memory had been stolen, and for my own safety turned myself in to Phil Coulson. Dec 23<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that at in the end of a layover in a Chinese airport, I wasn’t allowed to continue on to North Korea. No idea why I’d be going … Dec 23<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I worked at The Office<\/em>, but since I only knew what I personally saw, not what the audience saw, it was a very different place. Dec 23<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt our neighbors drove posts and spread wood chips, and then realized they were opening a nature trail … which didn’t make me happy. Dec 22<\/em><\/p>\n

I dream I bumped into Bonnie Raitt smoking. She told me she used it to gossip with her friends via smoke signals rather than speaking aloud. Dec 22<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a guy was annoying women on a train, so I got him in a bear hug and dragged him off. Then tried calling 911 — but tech failed me. Dec 22<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was a hostage negotiator trying to get machete-wielding James Gandolfini to surrender after he’d killed someone. Not going well. Dec 20<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wandered a science fiction convention and discovered it was holding a job fair. Strangely, the positions weren’t SF-related. Dec 20<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt me and my space-faring gang were assembling for a mission to rescue our robot pal who got left behind during our last heist. Dec 20<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt @Keffy<\/a> and I bumped into each other in a waiting room and were VERY snarky about the doctor. No idea why we were there, though. Dec 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was wandering my old stomping grounds in Canarsie, where I ran into Ann Landers, who said she’d decided to retire there. Dec 18<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was given a copy of a Gardner Dozois antho I was in and woke trying to read the back cover blurb. Because I can’t read in dreams. Dec 18<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I spotted my (dead) grandmother, and when we tried to hug, she sat as I stood, then I sat as she stood, endlessly. It was a farce! Dec 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a baby straight out of a horror movie was trying to kill me, and I woke when it leapt out of nowhere and stabbed me in the back. Dec 17<\/em><\/p>\n

Well, I lost another dream! I have NO memory of what this hastily scribbled middle-of-the-night note means: TEEN GIRL SABOTAGING BRICK Dec 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I did all my banking with Breaking Bad<\/em>‘s Saul Goodman, and when he got arrested, I had to go on the run. No idea what my crime was. Dec 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I dropped a genius kid at the equivalent of Professor Xavier’s school, and knew we’d miss each other, but that he’d be better off. Dec 14<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in an epic sword fight with a guy who escaped when he startled me by slicing himself in half and walking away in pieces. Dec 14<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that as I drove with my wife, she started crying and asking for her goggles, and I grew upset because I had no idea WHAT goggles. Dec 13<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt it was the ’50s, and at the end of one of those long nights with friends you want never to end, I did my Lenny Bruce impression. Dec 13<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I went to Disneyland with my parents, only it wasn’t Disneyland any more — it had been sold and all the signage had been changed. Dec 13<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I sat with Gil Kane, advising him on how best to restore and sell his drawing of the Muppets dressed as Star Wars<\/em> characters. Dec 12<\/em><\/p>\n

Discovered I’d scrawled two words in the middle of the night: MAGNETIC CATS. So was that meant to remind me of a dream? Or a story idea? Dec 10<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I rescued @jaspkelly<\/a> from a troll — a fantasy troll, not an Internet troll — by talking about writing until it grew bored. Dec 9<\/em><\/p>\n

Forget the turducken — last night, I dreamt I stuffed a turkey with an entire other turkey. Which seems kind of pointless, if you ask me. Dec 7<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my father surprised us all by showing up after a long absence with a bucket of fried chicken, and we hugged and hugged and hugged. Dec 6<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I saw checked ukulele cases in the Plaza Hotel lobby with tags saying they belonged to the Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain. Dec 6<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I played a world-building RPG with @MaryRobinette<\/a> and two other friends — one called that because we actually BUILT A REAL WORLD! Dec 6<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a reporter covering SDCC couldn’t find a place to stay, so we let him crash in our room. Then we had trouble splitting the bill. Dec 3<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that as I wandered my backyard, a wild baby boar approached. I tried to photograph him, but (as usual) my camera wouldn’t focus. Dec 3<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I owned a restaurant with a friend, and our landlord came and told us we had to leave TODAY. I woke thinking, “Are you KIDDING me?” Dec 3<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my father and I ran through corridors trying to get away from Frankenstein’s Creature. I woke while locking a door behind us. Dec 3<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in China, my trip got screwed up, and I met with a travel agent while he was in the middle of dinner with his family. Dec 2<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was the handler for an old lady appearing on the Dr. Phil<\/em> show, making sure she got where she was going and bringing her cookies. Dec 2<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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