Dreams – 6/10

6/10/25: I was outdoors talking to a man in black formalwear. I was seeing everything like I was watching a TV screen. It had ABC News in the corner and it identified the man at the bottom but the name was garbled/couldn’t read it in the dream. He was the King of Lithuania. When he walked away, I sat in my chair to get ready for the wedding–my chair was directly behind one other chair and there were no others around. I noticed the guy in front of me was Tom Cruise. I leaned forward and told him “I appreciate what you do for cinema and that you do your own stunts.” He looked at me and mumbled something back with a pissed-off look, then crossed his arms and ignored me.

6/10/24 #1: I was in a hall and did some sort of prank to Brook McK. I knew she would try to get me back. I stepped into a dark room/closet with lots of clothes on hangars. I tried to hide in them so I could scare her when she came looking for me but the shirts were all stuck together/all one thing. Brook stepped into the room and I waved at her and she turned around and left the room. 6/10/24 #2: [fragment only] There was someone named ‘Jorl Thoryx’…and I was laying on a bed and someone was dropping bugs on my head, but if I moved, the bugs would kill me.

6/10/23: [only fragments remain] I was trying to write an address down but I couldn’t make it make sense. The ink kept coagulating or blotting together. It was red/purple and I couldn’t tell if it was blood or ‘pomegranate sauce’…then I was coaching VB but I was in a wheelchair and had to be pushed around by someone else and could only talk with a voice pad I tapped with my nose.

6/10/22 #1: I was in the middle seat, facing backwards in a van. The interior light was on and my son was sitting with his head against my knees and my daughter was stretched out in the back. My wife kept asking my son to read, so he was finding random words in the dictionary. We stopped and picked up a stranded motorist but I wasn’t paying attention–I was dozing. A while later, the motorist and my wife were talking–and it turns out the motorist was also my wife…I was married to two people. Before they figured it out, I opened the sliding door and sprinted down a hill onto River Drive/State Street, found a sanatorium, and had myself admitted for protection, but then while I was in there, I would scream if anyone visited me, so they gave me crayons and paper to write my memoir.

6/10/22 #2: I was at a Cubs game–but they were playing in the dark with no lights. A home run went over the CF chain-link fence and I went to catch it, but an old man with a big family did instead. I started walking back to the game, but the game was over and the walk was all uphill. A guy with glasses threw a ball at me–I caught it and the ball said “Premier League Chilton vs. Swinford” on it. Phil Cowan was the guy with glasses–we both wanted to get back up to the field, but the hill was now like a mountain and we decided to stay put because climbing was danerous.

6/10/22 #3: I was coaching in a gym with pillars/arches around it. It was open to the public. The athletes couldn’t do anything right. I kept getting madder and madder and my voice went up and I became a soprano but even opera-singing instructions did no good. I was embarrassed because the parents thought I sucked as a coach.

6/10/21: I am in an amusement park working for the Olympics–except the Olympics are run like a reality show/game show. I am watching an event where people ride down a slide in a cart and the last to hit the railing at the bottom is eliminated and this is repeated until an event winner is found. The winner winds up being a barefoot woman. The staff for the Olympics are all volleyball assistant coaches but they have to enter a special staff gate. Apparently I was supposed to use that gate as well but didn’t. You can only go on rides if you register at the gate so I am forced to sneak onto rides. While sneaking around I find that they are holding weightlifting but everyone involved has to remain in a tiny area–the map I find with weightlifting listed shows the whole area is one square on a piece of graph paper in size.

At the other end of the amusement park is my booth at Origins (GAMA Trade Show). My booth is at the far, far end and no one comes to buy games. The register has had $20.19 in it since the amusement park opened. There is one more booth at that end run by a woman. No one buys anything–she is selling plastic ships/figures for a Napoleonic version of Axis & Allies. I peek past the curtain at the end and I see how she is making money. She is helping sneak assistant coaches into the park for cash.

6/10/19: I was re-enrolled at Iowa State…I needed one more class to graduate. It was a Sociology class and we sat long tables. I was sitting next to a wrestler and a cute girl who had a crush on me (hah!). We went in to the auditorium–which was in the middle of nowhere and I saw David Pieart, Angela Plager and her friend Theresa. The teacher got us gifts we were supposed to change into but I couldn’t find the restroom in the building–and then it was dark and a couple classes were taking group photos outside. I went in to the classroom and they were waiting on me so we could get on the bus. We got on CyRide (the bus) and the driver immediately started doing 110 down Lincoln Way. I didn’t notice my stuff fell over since I was laying down on a row of seats. When I went to pick things up, they were all now attached to my backpack by the cute girl. She smiled and said “You know what that means.” (I then woke up and no, I don’t know what it means.)