{"id":20073,"date":"2015-07-03T22:41:28","date_gmt":"2015-07-04T02:41:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/?p=20073"},"modified":"2015-07-03T22:41:28","modified_gmt":"2015-07-04T02:41:28","slug":"in-june-i-dreamt-of-jon-stewart-george-r-r-martin-neil-patrick-harris-and-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/2015\/07\/03\/in-june-i-dreamt-of-jon-stewart-george-r-r-martin-neil-patrick-harris-and-more\/","title":{"rendered":"In June, I dreamt of Jon Stewart, George R. R. Martin, Neil Patrick Harris, and more"},"content":{"rendered":"

Yes, it’s that time again. June is no longer busting out all over, so it’s time to let all the Twitter<\/a> dreams of that month rub up against each other to see whether that causes them to make more sense.<\/p>\n

Last month, I dreamt of Jon Stewart, George R. R. Martin, Neil Patrick Harris, Sol Brodsky, and more …<\/p>\n

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

I dreamt I was in an episode of Game of Thrones<\/em> which devolved into a table reading with a full orchestra nearby performing the soundtrack. Jun 30<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I gave my iPhone — with its front-facing camera activated — to a chimpanzee and watched him joyfully study himself for hours. Jun 29<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I ripped the covers off paperback books, taping them to other coverless paperback books. Why I was doing this … I have no idea. Jun 28<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I carried a HUGE sheet cake to a party, and it crumbled as I cradled it in my arms, turning into ammunition for a — FOOD FIGHT! Jun 28<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I made fruit salad with @Gachatz<\/a>, which we then fed to a baby, who pulled pieces of fruit directly from our forks with tiny hands. Jun 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I arrived at a gaming venue but couldn’t find any other players, until after searching, found them getting stoned with Jon Stewart. Jun 27<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I dining at @NextRestaurant<\/a>, and though I don’t remember the cuisine, dessert was the greatest Girl Scout Thin Mint cookie EVER. Jun 26<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my wife and I, wandering a small town, discovered a comics shop set to close the next day, filled with never-before-seen wonders. Jun 25<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in Australia, and while there, ran into an editor who suggested I apply for their newspaper’s open position as a food critic. Jun 25<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was on a NYC train, my hands cupped and filled with many pounds of crispy bacon, on which the other passengers looked longingly. Jun 25<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I presented an award at a Stoker banquet, and inside the envelope, instead of the winner’s name, was: GO PATRIOTS! Which I shouted. Jun 24<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I owned a magic wand which could turn flat pictures into 3-D reality, and went around touching paper and bringing things to life. Jun 24<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I drove into a Worldcon con suite, my Jeep stuffed with everything needed to make s’mores, and handed it all out to a hungry crowd. Jun 24<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I cradled my months-old son, fed him Halloween candy, and asked him what costume he’d wear next year. (He was too young to answer.) Jun 23<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I lived in a old house with a wrap-around porch sagging from water damage, and I had to continually warn guests not to walk THERE. Jun 22<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was locked in a basement to play a live-action zombie game, and as waves of the undead came at me, I flailed with mock weapons. Jun 22<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a serial killer was in my house. As rescuers came, each group larger than the previous one, they failed, and he killed them all. Jun 20<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I had to flee with my son, and he asked when we’d return. I told him: “I don’t even know if we’ll be on this PLANET next week.” Jun 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I looked up and saw the most beautiful nighttime sky EVER. I called my wife and she arrived to see it just before clouds rolled in. Jun 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I ran for my plane to get a good seat and only as I boarded did I realize I’d left my bag back at the gate. Not a thing I’d do IRL. Jun 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was at the British Library and found a book with an afterword in which the writer stated I hadn’t understood his book at all. Jun 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I rode through a zoo’s gorilla habitat in a gondola, and the gorillas were allowed to climb in the gondolas with us to ride along. Jun 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I edited the latest issue of SCI FI<\/em> magazine while stretched out on a long conference table, the rest of the staff ringed about me. Jun 19<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I told George R.R. Martin I wouldn’t start reading his A Song of Ice and Fire<\/em> series until he was finished. He didn’t seem to mind. Jun 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was frying steaks in a pan for guests, and as I did so, they turned into pork chops! The steaks not the guests. Confused, I woke. Jun 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was on a panel with Harlan Ellison, who rejected the topic entirely and insisted we all talk about our favorite writers instead. Jun 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt @haszombiesinit<\/a> sent me a copy of her new book with an illegible letter which I tried and tried to read until the effort woke me. Jun 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I came across a wedding happening in the middle of a NYC street, and waded into the crowd to get a better look at the happy couple. Jun 17<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was hired to be Jon Snow’s bodyguard in Game of Thrones<\/em>. But this was the NICE version of Game of Thrones<\/em> where no one ever dies. Jun 16<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that though I’d worked in the White House with Dick Cheney (in the dream, that is), security kept me away from his book signing. Jun 16<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that during a wedding, one of the grooms had a heart attack, and as he lay dying, Neil Patrick Harris ran off with his groom-to-be. Jun 15<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Worldcon took place in a state with legalized marijuana, so a bunch of us decided to get high on our panel. AND HILARITY ENSUED. Jun 13<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was at an event where George H. W. Bush was deliberately ignoring George W. Bush, but I had no idea why there was friction. Jun 12<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt we were being forced to leave an opera in Russia, and when I attempted to bribe a policeman to let us stay, it did NOT go well. Jun 12<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt someone tried to push into my house, and when they slashed a knife through a crack in my door, I CAUGHT IT WITH MY BARE HANDS. Jun 11<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I applied for a job which I was then hired for only because I gave my nervous interviewer first a Xanax, and then a Valium. Jun 11<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was moved in a new office at Marvel by a ridiculously young Sol Brodsky, and the view out my window hadn’t changed in 40 years. Jun 10<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I drove a carload of you off for donuts, and on the trip I bumped into a friend upset we weren’t going for chicken feet instead. Jun 5<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was a HS drama teacher in a town where someone was killing the kids, and I figured out his identify and was about to expose him. Jun 4<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt @mrbelm<\/a> and I stole a huge white RV, and were hanging around a parking lot hoping not to get caught and making plans for … what? Jun 3<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my son was giving a piggyback to one of those big-headed Grey aliens, but since they were both smiling, I wasn’t was fine with it. Jun 3<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I brought a suitcase filled with foot-long plastic sculptures of horses to the Nebulas to sell to attendees. But … why? Jun 2<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in a NYC skyscraper, dancing around in front of a plate glass window, watching a drone watch me, responding to my every move. Jun 1<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I went back to my real-life public school P.S. 238 to give a talk, and ended up weeping onstage as I thought of my six years there. Jun 1<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in some kind of romcom — I think I was Chris Pratt — and said: “I can’t not say ‘I love you’ anymore — it hurts too much.” Jun 1<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a supermarket checkout clerk kept stuffing my purchases into small paper bags when big ones were needed, bursting them every time. Jun 1<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I rewatched the end of Breaking Bad<\/em>, only it was now made up of clips from old movies with the original soundtrack laid over them. Jun 1<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that to protect myself from gangs of creepy roving clowns, I built and walked within a rolling, circular fence that kept them out. Jun 1<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wandered city streets and kept finding piles of brightly colored eggs. But I only saved the gold ones, as a gift for … whom? Jun 1<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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