I’ve been bemoaning the fact my nights have contained fewer dreams than they used to, and November seemed to have had the fewest ever since I began to sharing them with you. I still haven’t figured out the why of it, which frustrates me. But I guess I should be glad that even though my dreams are dwindling, I still had visits last month from Katee Sackhoff, Stan Lee, Robert Silverberg, and others.<\/p>\n
Check out the dreams I originally shared in November over on Twitter<\/a>.<\/p>\n November 2016<\/strong><\/p>\n I dreamt I chased another car at high speed, only to have it escape when it shrunk to mouse-size and vanished through a crack in a wall. Nov 30<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I wandered a hotel heading for George R. R. Martin’s party, patting my pockets for my ticket, sure I’d get in if I found it or not. Nov 30<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt three gangsters collapsed on a golf course, and when I investigated, I collapsed, too! The fertilizer was sending up poison gas! Nov 30<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I worked in a jewelry store, and the moment my boss took a break and left me in charge, the store was overrun by shoplifters. Nov 26<\/em> <\/p>\n I dreamt I interviewed Dwayne Johnson on a movie junket — but when it was all over, realized I hadn’t asked any questions about the movie! Nov 26<\/em> <\/p>\n I dreamt I wandered Brooklyn in search of breakfast and ended up at a 100-year-old knishery. Which I don’t think Brooklyn has in real life. Nov 24<\/em> <\/p>\n I dreamt my HS pal @marcfrons<\/a> got cast as a criminal on Law & Order<\/em>, and I was hired to be his dim-witted sidekick. I used my Lenny voice. Nov 18<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was Loki, trapped in the Roosevelt Island tram above the East River. Don’t know why, if I was Loki, I couldn’t escape. Oh, well. Nov 16<\/em> <\/p>\n I dream I visited @PaulKupperberg<\/a> in Copenhagen, where he was now in charge of tourism. I kept offering him Starbursts. He kept refusing. Nov 14<\/em> <\/p>\n