Dreams – 3/4

3/4/25: I was watching/playing a top-down of a video game that looked like Robotron 2084 except that the ‘robots’ were guests at a party and I scored points by bumping into them and socializing though my main mission was to find ‘the mole’ before he escaped the screen. I caught him when the game changed from top-down to 3/4-angle just as he was leaving down a tunnel.

3/4/24: I was in a hotel room and there was a giant microwave. Erik Johnson was sitting inside it–he was in his reincarnated form as a large plushy shark. He was handing out prizes of brand new socks to anyone who found him and recognized him.

3/4/23 #1: I was sitting at the end of a long bar with guys I went to college with. I saw everyone had a beer, so I wanted one and then suddenly there was a GIANT Foster’s Beer sitting in my right hand, big enough that I didn’t know how I was lifting it and it was strange because “Foster’s” was in red and it kept glowing/pulsing at me.

3/4/23 #2: I was sitting on the long-side of a conference table. A guy across from me got up and went into another room. He was replaced by another man that I was supposed to interview except the second one gave me the willies. He didn’t say anything. He just started messing with a home chemistry set. A man with a cat’s head(??) came into the room and the second man froze up, then started convulsing and turning black. The cat-man said we didn’t have much time and had to leave the room before the second man’s Satanic ritual killed us both. The man at the table was turning black–like he was a bottle getting filled by the color black. I thought this was cool to see, but I did what the cat-man said and left through the door used by the first guy at the table.

3/4/23 #3: I was sitting on a couch in an apartment waiting to use the bathroom–the door was shut and someone was in there. The door opened and it was Lori P. (VB person). She was in a plaid black/white outfit and hair was platinum blonde. She said, “Put toilet paper on the shopping list” and slammed the door again. I did as ordered but I wondered why Lori was in the apartment and why she needed more toilet paper.

3/4/22: I was in a room with a couple other people. We were stumped why we were there. I played with the paneling and found that each panel was actually a small compartment for holding things or an oversized coffee table book by Solzhenitsyn. Inside one of the compartments, we found Solzhenitsyn’s duster and it smelled like horses and had straw in the lining and we realized he had been killed in a barn and everything else was a coverup conspiracy. I blinked and I was standing outside a building where UIllinois taught history classes. I saw Paul Czar. there posing for pictures–every pose like he was running and he had a goofy smile like Fozzie Bear. In the class, I kept an eye on the balcony because that’s where shooters always appeared and was tossed out of class because I wasn’t enjoying hearing about Nazis, so I then went and wrote a note of appreciation to Dr. Ralph Fisher–a professor I had for one class in Fall, 1989, hoping that he was enjoying fishing.

3/4/21: I was in a hotel with an open center, so all the floors had balconies that looked down on the main atrium/reception area. There was a gunfight I got involved in. It was with ‘gangsters’ because there was a panic about zombies outside. One of the gunmen was dressed like Darren McGavin from the old Kolchak TV show. He was behind a railing shooting silver pistols in each hand. I just stood behind a column watching and hoping no one would notice me.

The gunfight ended when the zombies arrived. Someone inside went out to see her daughter who smiled back. They hugged and then the daughter bit her and chewed her ear off. The woman started screaming. Someone inside the hotel said, “Yeah, we should lock the doors.” [I have a lot of zombie dreams it seems]