{"id":3308,"date":"2011-07-07T08:55:00","date_gmt":"2011-07-07T12:55:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/?p=3308"},"modified":"2011-07-07T08:55:00","modified_gmt":"2011-07-07T12:55:00","slug":"my-june-2011-dream-tweets","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/2011\/07\/07\/my-june-2011-dream-tweets\/","title":{"rendered":"My June 2011 dream tweets"},"content":{"rendered":"

Work, the holiday weekend, and multiple overnight guests prevented me from posting my roundup of dream tweets from last month, and as I peruse the list below, I find that many of them surprise me, leaving me thinking, “Did I really dream that<\/em>?” Maybe I should always wait longer before collecting them, so they seem as strange to me as they might seem to you.<\/p>\n

In any case, I dreamt about Nina Kiriki Hoffman, Stephen Colbert, David Tennant, Cory Doctorow, and who knows, maybe you …<\/p>\n

June 2011<\/strong><\/p>\n

I dreamt I gave myself a crappy haircut, with a reverse Mohawk that went sideways from ear to ear, and I asked @tinytempest to fix me up. 30 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I climbed to the roof of a school via a ladder bolted to the side of the building and discovered Stephen Colbert being interviewed. 29 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I took a bus to a church, but before I could exit, a priest came and blessed the bus, which promptly turned around and headed home. 29 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wore an old timey spacesuit, and got both my head and arm stuck inside the helmet. I tried to extricate myself as Irene watched. 29 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was having dinner with George R.R. Martin and Connie Willis when the first copy of the last book in his series arrived for him. 28 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was trying (and failing) to find Irene in the Chicago Loop area, fruitlessly jumping on and off elevated trains calling her name. 27 Jun <\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I surreptitiously recorded a performance of a play. The management threatened me, but the actors were thrilled and wanted copies. 27 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I dropped by an office I haven’t worked at since 1996. My old coworkers handed me memos and expected me to get right back to work. 26 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I watched a Big Bang Theory episode with Larry King. I grew angry because he complimented the leads but failed to mention my cameo. 25 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Peter O’Toole was performing the Eucharist, and even though I’m Jewish, I was tempted to partake, because, hey, it’s Peter O’Toole! 25 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was at Readercon watching the crowd file in for the Kirk Polands, and when I turned to take a seat of my own … none were left! 25 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wandered outside a deserted mall — no cars or people in the lot — trying locked doors to escape the zombies I knew were coming. 24 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I received a book of John Kessel essays in the mail, and when I opened it, he popped up before me like a Princess Leia hologram. 24 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I visited 30 Rock and warned Dan Rather about a terrorist threat. Though what a CBS guy was doing at NBC I have no idea. 23 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Cory Doctorow and I ate a fruit that made the durian seem normal. It was called an orarru and its flesh oozed a glowing blue juice. 21 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my Mom fainted, cracked her head, and started bleeding profusely, and my (dead) Dad and I screamed nonstop for someone to call 911. 18 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I had a sudden recovered memory, but now that I’m awake, I can’t tell whether it was a real recovered memory or just a dream one. 17 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I approached a river in my Jeep, climbed out, and tried to determine if it was shallow enough to ford. I woke before attempting it. 17 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was Basil Rathbone, dueling with an enemy who appeared only on a TV set. I ended up slicing the screen to bits with my sword. 16 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I worked the door at a USO show, shaking the hand of each serviceman as he arrived. Some were in uniforms from impossibly old wars. 16 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

None of last night’s dream notes are acting as the usual catalyst. I mean, what does “ALIEN, THEN MAN — KILLED AS MAN” mean? No idea. 15 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I discovered Nina Kiriki Hoffman behind an apartment I lived in 40 years ago, and she introduced me to her friend, Martin Freeman. 14 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I rode the NYC subway carrying a battered briefcase so filled to bursting with rejection letters I feared it would explode open. 14 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I lived in a world in which men gave women live spiders rather than flowers, and I presented Courtney Cox with a large, ornate one. 14 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I waited in line at some huge decrepit futuristic bureaucracy waiting for my number to be called, but knowing it never would be. 12 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I told someone, “Why would I want to see bad movies about things I love?” I think it was during a conversation about comic books. 12 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Jason Sudeikis and I sang a duet on Saturday Night Live, which surprised me, because in dream, I usually can never remember lyrics. 12 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I got trapped climbing a tree, caught in upper branches that reached to clouds made of cotton, and cried out for help until I woke. 11 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I tried to find friends in a Las Vegas hotel parking lot, racing through endless levels, but never managed to catch up with them. 11 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I stumbled along a hotel hallway in which kids played Magic, and their cards stretched for hundreds of feet on both sides of me. 11 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dream I was at an amusement park as its president spoke about how the whitewater rafting special effects stunt show was being shut down. 10 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Irene ran a stop sign in a middle of a small village and was pulled over and lectured by an elderly cop with a hook for a hand. 10 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in the Iraqi desert hurling presents into a crowd of hundreds of soldiers. (And not U.S. soldiers — Iraqi soldiers.) 9 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in the deep woods with a dozen or so of my friends, and as music filled the air, we all began to swing dance. 9 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I watched as a massive steampunky Jules Verne-ish submarine kept trying and failing to successfully dock at a nearby lake. 9 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was a teenager explaining to my friends — including the character Blaine from Glee — why I’d decided to abandon Mormonism. 9 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I ran through the streets of a Manhattan right out of West Side Story, avoiding dancing, finger-snapping gangs hunting for me. 9 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Irene and I were going through our original art, and finding pages for comics that never existed, like the cover for Baby Bear. 8 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I waited for my father to hang up the phone so we could talk. He’s been dead 2 1\/2 years now, and I really do wish we could talk. 8 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I took a pair of scissors to a china plate and cut it into long noodle-like strips. Makes no sense now but made total sense then. 8 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I watched the season finale of Justified with Winona Hawkins. Not Natalie Zea, the actress who plays her, but the actual character. 8 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Danny Fingeroth, Roger Stern and I had all been rehired by Marvel, and we sat telling new employees old timey Bullpen stories. 7 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt David Tennant was at a panel, sitting in the back of the room rather than on stage, talking up the NEXT incarnation of Doctor Who. 7 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in a UK bar with some SF friends (whose identities I can’t remember now that it’s morning) when we were chased out by droogs. 7 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that after I parked my car, I tried to leave the garage, but couldn’t. Escher-esque stairs kept leaving me where I’d started. 6 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wandered a dark basement with a baseball bat for protection against … what? Not sure whether I didn’t know or don’t remember. 6 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was challenged to take a stand against someone I knew and replied, “I would rat on my closest friend and support my worst enemy.” 5 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was walking through a field with Kuo-Yu Liang, and when we began to hear crickets, we got on our hands and knees to look for them. 5 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I won a Nebula Award — and in my dreams is certainly the only place THAT’S likely to happen. Gardner Dozois heckled me, of course. 5 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I came upon a dealers room table where writers asked me to sign a petition to stop a certain magazine editor from stealing stories. 5 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was inside a menagerie during a storm, and all the apes and dogs went mad and escaped. I had to lock myself in a cage to survive. 5 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I fooled around with my camera and exposed all the film, then wondered … how was that possible? I haven’t used film in a decade. 4 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I stood with Stan Lee on a street corner as we tried to decided which of two storefronts we’d be renting as our shared office. 3 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt the Ellisons danced to “Libiamo ne’lieti calici.” If I didn’t support HE when he dipped back, he’d say, “Leaving me hanging here!” 2 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I hid in a bar during a post-apocalyptic future, and found a bow and arrow there which I practiced with until I could kill zombies. 1 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Chuck Close was at a contemporary arts museum letting you take a pic with him beside some humongous sculpture, so Irene snapped us. 1 Jun<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Work, the holiday weekend, and multiple overnight guests prevented me from posting my roundup of dream tweets from last month, and as I peruse the list below, I find that many of them surprise me, leaving me thinking, “Did I really dream that?” Maybe I should always wait longer before collecting them, so they seem […]<\/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-3308","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\/3308","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=3308"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3308\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3308"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3308"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3308"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}