{"id":7532,"date":"2012-09-09T11:41:24","date_gmt":"2012-09-09T15:41:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/?p=7532"},"modified":"2012-09-09T11:41:24","modified_gmt":"2012-09-09T15:41:24","slug":"my-august-2012-dreams-cornel-west-jaclyn-smith-the-cosmic-cube-and-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/2012\/09\/09\/my-august-2012-dreams-cornel-west-jaclyn-smith-the-cosmic-cube-and-more\/","title":{"rendered":"My August 2012 dreams: Cornel West, Jaclyn Smith, the Cosmic Cube, and more"},"content":{"rendered":"

As usual, whenever a new month begins, I gather together all of the dreams I tweeted<\/a> the previous month to see whether they gain anything by rubbing up against one another. During August, I dreamt of Cornel West, Jaclyn Smith, Nelson Van Alden, Cory Doctorow, Boyz II Men and more.<\/p>\n

August 2012<\/strong><\/p>\n

I dreamt I sat with \u202a@MaryRobinette<\/a> at a Star Wars event, eating \u202a@Alinea<\/a>‘s Lamb 86, watching James Lipton interview Ralph McQuarrie. 30 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Harlan Ellison had written a controversial story starring Sammy Davis, Jr. which we couldn’t stop arguing about during \u202a#Chicon7<\/a>. 29 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was a new SNL cast member, performing in my second show, having a ball watching the band from backstage. (I don’t remember who.) 29 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I sent President Obama a postcard, and though I have no memory of what I wrote, I remember very meticulously applying the stamp. 27 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I rode shotgun in a car, trapped listening to an extremely unfunny comedian sitting between me and the driver, testing out his act. 27 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my dad was Terry Crews in his persona from the Chris Rock Show and I disappointed him by not understanding a chore he tried to describe. 27 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in some unidentified foreign country buying pastries to eat aboard a train, and when I turned around — my bags were gone! 27 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I escaped (from who knows what) on a riverboat, pursued (who knows why) by a woman who turned herself into a mouse to sneak aboard. 27 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a group of friends and I watched ALL of Lost, and as the final credits rolled, we stood, held hands, and sang. I don’t recall what. 26 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that as I walked crowded city streets, Darrell Schweitzer zoomed by on a Segway, handing out flyers for a new Kickstarter project. 26 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

Lots of dreams, but all details are gone. Only flashes are left — healthy potato chips, Jennifer Brehl, my credit rating, cherry tomatoes. 25 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

\u202aI dreamt I tried to cook bologna on a huge open fire, but no matter what I did, the slices would fall into the coals. No food for me! 24 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I tagged along with \u202a@alayadj<\/a> to her family reunion, but her relatives wanted alone time with her, so I took off and headed home. 24 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was Rob Schneider in his Richmeister persona, parachuting onto a busy city street, then scooping up the chute and scurrying away. 24 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that on returning home to my apartment, I accidentally ended up in the yard of a prison. Guards made me climb the fence to get out. 24 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in a South American country, having taken my meal back to my room, watching out the window as all who didn’t are rounded up. 23 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Boyz II Men dropped by for some reason (contest?), but no matter how I tried, I couldn’t wake my (fictitious) brother to see them. 22 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

Many dreams, but they’re a jumble. Only fragments remain — roller coasters, Irene, missed connections, chivalry. I hate when that happens. 21 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I waited outside a church for a wedding while hundreds of dancers filled the streets and little girls in togas prepared to parade. 20 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I had massive surgery, with a huge scar up and down my chest, and late friend Charlie Guida was delivering me for physical therapy. 20 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt there was suddenly a supermarket just a few hundred yards from my house, and when I entered, I found \u202a@doctorow<\/a> prowling the aisles. 19 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamed I wandered a dark basement, hoping I wouldn’t be discovered, in search of a Batman Big Wheels bike I needed for a photo shoot. 19 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was at a mansion standing behind the owner and his hair quickly changed to peacock feathers and back. He didn’t notice I noticed. 19 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was sitting across the dining room table from my Dad, not at all surprised he was alive, showing him photos of my Mom and son. 19 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I drove aimlessly through parking lots, unexpectedly saw Irene’s car, then spotted Irene, and was filled with Happy Happy Joy Joy. 18 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wandered a food court hoping to grab something good to eat on my train, but the lines were so long I realized I’d never make it. 17 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was Stephen Colbert, watching myself in a montage that began with a 60th birthday party and ended with a celebration of my 61st. 17 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I invented a slide rule that functioned as a time machine, but only used it to stop the world so I could admire its frozen beauty. 17 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I had many, many dreams last night, but remember NONE of them. I’d wake, go “wow,” then the dream would disappear like tears in the rain. 16 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I saw an anteater in the distance. As he approached, I could see he was covered with white fur like a poodle. He licked my hand. 15 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that while on a movie junket, I wandered off from the crowd and bumped into George Kennedy. We discussed how much I hate spoilers. 15 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Darrell Schweitzer were at Balticon, flipping through the program book and discussing the time the con skipped a year. 15 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt a guy showed up in the middle of the night to do stump grinding. When I told him it was kinda dark, he said he was OK with that. 14 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wandered a vast store filled with folks playing videogames and grafitti artists decorating the walls, and I felt like I belonged. 13 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

\u202aI dreamt Irene saw a Mad Tea Party-like ride and begged that we go, but I said no — I knew the spinning tea cups would be too much for me. 13 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was driving around with Grant Achatz when the chef spotted Cornel West, and since I knew him, stopped so I could introduce them. 12 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I co-hosted the evening news with Dan Rather before a live auditorium audience. Out of respect, I let him enter first and bow. 11 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

\u202aI dreamt I discovered that someone had jigsaw-puzzled all our antique furniture into the bathroom, where they’d been damaged by moisture. 10 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that when I slipped on my new pair of glasses and showed them to Jon Stewart, they were crazy thick, like Sandy Becker’s Hambone. 10 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Mitt Romney dropped by to use our computer, and as he surfed, I tried to get him to spill his VP pick, but he dodged the question. 10 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that because I couldn’t get to the studio for a cast album, Christopher Meloni came to my hotel room with recording equipment. 10 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I’d performed in a play with Lauren Bacall, she asked me for an essay on the experience, and we hugged, which got me all choked up. 10 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that after tying up two guys, setting fire to a house and fleeing, I got caught behind an unsuspecting slow-moving cop in the rain. 9 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I moved through a house in which each room was created to evoke a different emotion, and told friends: “Where I go, do not follow.” 9 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my cohorts and I (including Agent Nelson Van Alden) rehearsed a raid we were about to make on a gang by using action figures. 9 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that as I wandered through a basement on the way home, I found the Rolling Stones rehearsing. Sadly, I was forced to continue on. 9 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my blood was a cure for a horrible disease, and a non-doctor friend was attempting to puncture me and draw some without killing me. 8 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt \u202a@scalzi<\/a> and I were at \u202a#Chicon7<\/a> bragging to \u202a@MaryRobinette<\/a> that we’d found a perfect place to jam with our ukuleles. Hmmm … 8 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

A night of fragile dreams. Most burst like soap bubbles whenever I’d stir, and I could feel them slip away. But two survived. 8 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my son was a toddler, and crying, not for himself, but because _other_ parents weren’t paying attention to _their_ kids. 7 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I helped a Grand Master sell stuff to raise money, and was stunned to discover a program book signed by Walt Disney and Pat Morita. 7 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was offered a job by a multinational corporation that had me locked in its headquarters and wouldn’t free me until I said yes. 7 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt we stood on a street corner and saw disasters in the distance — explosions, crashing planes — and thought we should head home. 7 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I bumped into my boss \u202a@craigengler<\/a> the day after he’d eaten at \u202a@NextRestaurant<\/a>, and when I asked how he liked it, he’d only smile. 7 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that while interviewing a guest, Jon Stewart placed the Cosmic Cube between them on his desk. (I have no idea what happened next.) 6 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was on a dirigible, interrogating suspected saboteurs in a locked room, when all of a sudden, we began to crash. It was too late! 6 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was Martin Sheen coaching football and growing suspicious that some of my players were doping. I feared my assistant was helping. 6 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was in the Marvel Bullpen being tested by Larry Hama and Danny Fingeroth to see if I had what it took to work there. 6 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt Charlie’s Angel Jaclyn Smith, on assignment, pulled me from my Jeep and beat the crap out of me in a case of mistaken identity. 5 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I saw an artist perform a tribute to John Berkey by covering his paintings with plexiglass and painting them over in his own style. 5 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I looked out my office window and spotted a huge, silver dirigible swiftly descending, so Irene and I chased it until it crashed. 3 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt my twins and I ran around the back yard leaping and laughing, then headed off to buy a jungle gym. (I have no twins in real life.) 3 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I waited with a crowd for my train to arrive, but only one short open car arrived. We all piled on anyway, dangerously overloaded. 3 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I was driving along a broad highway to Comic-Con, and the traffic was so bad, people could stand in the road handing out flyers. 1 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt that while waiting in Alinea’s lobby for my table, I was handed a spoon of roe … which shows I’m thinking too much about Alinea. 1 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n

I dreamt I wandered the Readercon hotel in search of my friends … and not finding them. Meaningful in light of recent events, I guess. 1 Aug<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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