{"id":18443,"date":"2015-02-03T11:49:30","date_gmt":"2015-02-03T16:49:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/?p=18443"},"modified":"2015-02-03T11:52:33","modified_gmt":"2015-02-03T16:52:33","slug":"january-2015-dream-tweets","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/2015\/02\/03\/january-2015-dream-tweets\/","title":{"rendered":"My January 2015 dreams included guest appearances by Neil deGrasse Tyson, Christopher Lee, and more"},"content":{"rendered":"

Time to once more round up a whole month’s dreams from Twitter<\/a> and see whether a theme can be found running through them. I haven’t discovered one yet in this or any other month, save that pop culture has rooted firmly in my subconscious, but who knows, something more meaningful might pop up yet.<\/p>\n

Last month’s guest stars included Key and Peele, George Segal, Neil deGrasse Tyson, Christopher Lee, and more …<\/p>\n

JANUARY 2015<\/strong><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wandered the streets of NYC with Jon Stewart, who showed me that there were now free buffets at all train stations and bus stops. Jan 30<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I listened as Stephen Jones and @effjayem<\/a> coedited Famous Science Fiction Stories Inspired by Other Famous Science Fiction Stories<\/em>. Jan 30<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I topped a sand dune to find a Great Gatsby<\/em>-type party below on the beach. I played darts in one of the tents with a society dame. Jan 29<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my boss was Barry Malzberg and he had difficulty telling me I wasn’t getting a raise I expected. We swapped morgue stories instead. Jan 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I somehow gained Flash-like powers and used them to run all over NYC and take revenge on bullies. My father … was George Segal. Jan 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was explaining the plot of Of Mice and Men<\/em> (in which I once starred IRL) to two good old boys and trying very hard to not to cry. Jan 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a baker friend offered me one of her gourmet cookies, but whenever I’d lift one, all the tantalizing toppings would fall off. Nooo! Jan 26<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my wife and I were on opposite sides of a wide NYC avenue, and she shouted not to forget the ham. So I trudged the city, searching. Jan 26<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in a hospital, debating with friends the ripeness of carrots. Having never eaten an unripe carrot, no idea what that means. Jan 24<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my mother opened and read a letter from my son which seemed to be extremely important. Sadly, I woke before learning its contents. Jan 23<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wasn’t allowed into a movie junket because the gatekeeper — creepy Jonah Ryan from Veep — believed I’d breach confidentiality. Jan 23<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I picked up a shirt from the laundry, and it didn’t fit. The tag said it belonged to @neilhimself<\/a>! Went on a quest to return it. Jan 21<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I ran a movie theater in the old timey mountains, and customers were paying for their tickets with moonshine and live raccoons. Jan 21<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my comrades and I were captured by Nazis, tied to chairs, locked in a room. Then those vicious Nazis … fed us Dagwood sandwiches. Jan 21<\/em><\/p>\n

I fear I’ve lost a dream because I’m unable to interpret the meaning of this middle-of-the-night note: LITTLE GIRL DR PHIL [ILLEGIBLE] Jan 20<\/em><\/p>\n

In one of my oddest dreams, I was Grey’s Anatomy<\/em>‘s Dr. Catherine Avery, and @neiltysonn <\/a> was trying to impress me with gross medical stories. Jan 20<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I worked at Marvel, where I wrote an internal memo on varying reprint fees we paid, then realized we’d be in trouble if it got out. Jan 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that while teaching at Clarion, overlapping with @2muchexposition<\/a>, I paused to chat with @lizargall<\/a>. Which made it a two-Liz dream! Jan 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt many of my friends, including @keffy<\/a>, were trapped in Denmark, and I was back home working the Internet trying to get them home. Jan 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was watching a TV news report on dim sum, and suddenly the screen flickered, and I could reach through and grab some for myself! Jan 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was at a Harry Potter<\/em> con with @ceciliatan<\/a>, taking part in a competition. Whichever school built a fire that lasted longest won! Jan 18<\/em><\/p>\n

I’ve lost one of my dreams because this middle-of-the-night note no longer conjures memories: IN CROWD OUTSIDE MACHINE [ILLEGIBLE] Jan 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was hired by DC Comics — along with Carol Pinchefsky, who told me she’d quit her first time there due to sexist treatment. Jan 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Mike Zipser said he smuggled a grenade home from overseas. “Why not mail it?” I asked. “Where would be the fun in that?” he said. Jan 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I drove in my Jeep to the top of a skyscraper so tall that when I stepped out I fell to my knees due to the thinness of the air. Jan 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I went to a screening of Guardians of the Galaxy 2<\/em> — starring Christopher Lee! — and a friend wouldn’t shut up. Had to walk out. Jan 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in a Texas Jewish deli, explaining to locals the ways in which New Yorkers from Brooklyn, Queens and Manhattan are different. Jan 16<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I awoke, my soul having travelled through time into my body, and kept asking my wife what year it was. How far back had I gone? Jan 16<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was back working at Marvel Comics, where my job consisted of tearing blank pages off humongous rolls and handing them to artists. Jan 16<\/em><\/p>\n

No idea whether this scrawled middle-of-the-night note was a dream or a story idea: BOY MCMILLAN JUNE IS UKING CHEAP RAZOR TWELVE DAYS Jan 13<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I overheard Gardner Dozois telling Ellen Datlow an anthology of his had sold 1,000,000 copies. I wish I remembered which one! Jan 13<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was a survivor in a zombie apocalypse, pulling together a team for a cross-country quest for Louis Armstrong’s original trumpet. Jan 13<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I dodged laser beams, leapt behind a barrier, and could feel stray blasts singeing off parts of me that weren’t hidden. So I woke! Jan 13<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I tried to heat a mug of coffee for a friend using my Searzall, and even as I was doing it, I was thinking … this won’t end well. Jan 11<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that while wandering through the halls of a convention, I turned a corner and bumped into Hal Clement, almost knocking him down. Jan 11<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I woke in an office complex which eventually turned out to be a habitat created by aliens to study humans they’d stolen from Earth. Jan 9<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I saw a kid tackled by an old timey usher in a movie theater, intervened, and volunteered to be his witness for the lawsuit. Jan 9<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that while walking the treadmill, my leg began gushing blood, but I refused to stop. I bandaged myself while walking, and went on. Jan 9<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that while riding a motorcycle (which I don’t own IRL), it began to rain, so I erected a large tent around myself and kept rolling. Jan 8<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I moved to NY and worked in an office with Key and Peele and Hurley from Lost<\/em>. No idea what our jobs were, but oh what fun we had! Jan 7<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I met a Japanese couple, the woman dressed like Hello Kitty and the man dressed like a maid, who said they worked in a cat cafe. Jan 6<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that when my Iron Man action figure broke, I took it for repair to where one should go for things like that — the Marvel Bullpen. Jan 5<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that as a historic building was demolished, @mrbelm<\/a>, @bdianemartin<\/a>, and I broke in to rescue furniture before the wrecking ball. Jan 5<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was teaching a writing workshop when Gene Wilder’s assistant showed up with a few well-worn books of mine he wanted autographed. Jan 5<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my doctor was Oliver Queen, who was surprised I recovered so well from my (never specified) injuries, since I’d refused drugs. Jan 4<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I watched SNL<\/em> with a friend whose friend was on that episode, but all I kept noticing was Jack Gilford in the background crowds. Jan 4<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a clothing store clerk said her customers were depressed, and I explained buying clothes was as depressing as going to the dentist. Jan 4<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was chatting with an art gallery owner while reading the artist bios — and shocked because I’m NEVER able to read in dream! Jan 4<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in a gangster war, with machine guns. The other side didn’t care we got their guys, but surrendered once we shot their cars. Jan 3<\/em><\/p>\n

Last night, I dreamt I taught Peggy Olson that special orders don\u2019t upset us. http:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/2015\/01\/02\/in-which-i-teach-peggy-olson-that-special-orders-dont-upset-us\/<\/a> Jan 2<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was Frank Sinatra, singing “My Way” outside a church, then morphed into the other members of the Rat Pack, continuing the song. Jan 1<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Time to once more round up a whole month’s dreams from Twitter and see whether a theme can be found running through them. I haven’t discovered one yet in this or any other month, save that pop culture has rooted firmly in my subconscious, but who knows, something more meaningful might pop up yet. Last […]<\/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-18443","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\/18443","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=18443"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18443\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18455,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18443\/revisions\/18455"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18443"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18443"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18443"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}