{"id":21593,"date":"2016-03-08T10:05:03","date_gmt":"2016-03-08T15:05:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/?p=21593"},"modified":"2016-03-08T10:05:03","modified_gmt":"2016-03-08T15:05:03","slug":"my-recent-dreams-starred-josh-holloway-david-letterman-ian-mckellen-and-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/2016\/03\/08\/my-recent-dreams-starred-josh-holloway-david-letterman-ian-mckellen-and-more\/","title":{"rendered":"My recent dreams starred Josh Holloway, David Letterman,  Ian McKellen and more"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My dreams have been sparse the past few months&#8212;not the having of them, but the remembering of them&#8212;which meant that January and February were light compared to what I usually can save from my subconscious. But I still like gathering together what I&#8217;d previously shared on <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/scottedelman\">Twitter<\/a> to see whether any theme arises.<\/p>\n<p>So far this year, I&#8217;ve dreamt of  Josh Holloway, David Letterman,  David Hyde Pierce,  Ian McKellen and more &#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>February 2016<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt that while I was on a panel at <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/Readercon\">@Readercon<\/a>, in came my wife with a Colt .45, which she said she&#8217;d just used to kill a mouse. <em>Feb 29<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I visited <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/dreamoforgonon\">@dreamoforgonon<\/a>, and when we laughed until we cried, he pulled out a box of tiny kittens with which we dabbed our tears. <em>Feb 29 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I leapt up with two friends (don&#8217;t remember who) and spontaneously danced that famous Bande \u00e0 part scene. <a href=\"https:\/\/youtu.be\/u1MKUJN7vUk\">https:\/\/youtu.be\/u1MKUJN7vUk<\/a> <em>Feb 28 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was in the Old West, chatting with a bad guy, and realized I forgotten to wear my pistol. And wondered how I&#8217;d get out of this. vFeb 26<\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I drove to <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/StokerCon2016\">@StokerCon2016<\/a>, and once I got there, I found I&#8217;d forgotten my luggage, and had only the clothes on my back. Oh, well! <em>Feb 21 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I looked outside to see ducks nesting with their baby ducks. In a lake. Which we don&#8217;t have IRL. A fact which didn&#8217;t disturb me. <em>Feb 8 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was teaching a fiction writing course, leading an exercise which involved imagining the lives of characters in classic paintings. <em>Feb 7 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt that I visited DC Comics and found Bill Gaines (long dead IRL) holding court. I tried to take a pic, but my tech failed, of course. <em>Feb 4 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was at David Hartwell&#8217;s house editing a manuscript while he worked outside in his garden. But he eventually came in and chatted. <em>Feb 2 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I have no idea what dream was supposed to be brought to mind by this middle-of-the-night note: NAT KING COLE SHOWS UP. All memories &#8212; gone! <em>Feb 1 <\/em> <!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>January 2016<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m afraid I&#8217;ve lost one of my dreams because I can no longer recall the meaning of this scribbled middle-of-the-night note: DISNEY RACING <em>Jan 30 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamed I wandered NY taking pics of fading ads from a century ago which had been painted on the sides of buildings. And my camera worked! <em>Jan 30 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt my brother, father and I strummed ukes and sang songs to honor my mother. (Only IRL, neither plays, and Dad is long dead himself.) <em>Jan 29 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was hanging out in a backwoods BBQ joint talking meat with the pitmaster when <em>SF Age<\/em> ad salesguy walked in. We were both stunned. <em>Jan 28 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was a couple abducted and locked away by a kidnapper, sometimes in his head, sometimes in hers, struggling to escape. And we did! <em>Jan 27 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I didn&#8217;t have time to land my plane, so I instead climbed inside a missile which plunged into the ocean and then raced ashore. <em>Jan 21 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt Josh Holloway and I were smelting all the metal we could find in a furnace so we could build a machine which would save the world. <em>Jan 21 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was transported to an alternate universe almost exactly like ours, except all donuts were triangles instead of circles. Madness! <em>Jan 19 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was interviewing David Letterman when his phone rang &#8212; it was my mother, who&#8217;d tracked me down, to ask me &#8230; I don&#8217;t remember. <em>Jan 17 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was a mad scientist&#8217;s assistant, and would disassociate from the horrid acts I was forced to do by singing show tunes in my head. <em>Jan 17 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was having dinner at <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/RosesLuxury\">@RosesLuxury<\/a>. I can&#8217;t remember the circumstances or company, but only that it was a GOOD dream. Yum! <em>Jan 17 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt that when I was attacked by a couple of guys with shotguns, I was rescued by a little girl who had a pistol hidden in her jacket. <em>Jan 16 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt we forgot we&#8217;d invited all we knew to a party about to begin, so rushed around getting ready. Then we remembered it was NEXT week. <em>Jan 16 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt my son accidentally left an announcement I was leaving on my desk in the Marvel Bullpen before I&#8217;d actually given notice. Oooops! <em>Jan 14 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was pulling a coffin containing the body of a soldier to the U.S. Capitol to help out a living soldier about to give a speech. <em>Jan 14 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt Gil Kane had done some sketches of Rex Harrison, and I was on my way to visit the actor so I could snap photos of him holding them. <em>Jan 14 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>A dream note scribbled in the middle of the night which now is meaningless to me: &#8220;Speaker complain about fee &#8212; luckily, I underpaid, too.&#8221; <em>Jan 13 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I rented a car to drive from the northernmost spot in North America to the southernmost in South America. But woke before the trip! <em>Jan 13 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was about to skydive, then remembered I really should get the instructor to sign the 1976 logbook from when I last did that. <em>Jan 12 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I shared a cab with my parents, but they got out, and I continued on ahead, and would see them later. Much too spot-on considering. <em>Jan 12 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I hit a horse with my car, then realized it was a guy DRESSED like a horse. I ran to a fire department for help &#8212; they saved him. <em>Jan 11 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt <em>F&amp;SF<\/em> owner David Hyde Pierce chased me in a park and served me with a restraining order because I didn&#8217;t like a story he published. <em>Jan 11 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was at a Nina Kiriki Hoffman reading, and after an audience member heckled, threw a pencil at her, and ran, I chased him down. <em>Jan 10 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt I was Derek Jacobi, acting with Ian McKellen, and backstage before a performance, he attacked me with a vacuum cleaner wand. Ouch! <em>Jan 10 <\/em><\/p>\n<p>I dreamt <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/Marvel\">@Marvel<\/a> hired me back to be the new Editor-in-Chief, and was surprised to see they now let live chickens wander the Bullpen. <em>Jan 8 <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My dreams have been sparse the past few months&#8212;not the having of them, but the remembering of them&#8212;which meant that January and February were light compared to what I usually can save from my subconscious. But I still like gathering together what I&#8217;d previously shared on Twitter to see whether any theme arises. 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