Saturday, December 29, 2001

dreamt that I was leading an armed group against a busload of our enemies. We stormed the bus and tried to get them to drop their weapons. A few of them kept trying to load their video cameras to tape us. I kept grabbing their tapes and equipment and smashing them on the ground. I yelled at them, trying to tell them I didn't want to have to hurt them. As we rounded them up, I asked them how they would feel if aliens (foreigners) had invaded their land and they had just successfully defeated them. They said they would feel good. I said, well, that's how we feel. There's more but I don't remember.

Monday, December 17, 2001

weird sexual dreams this morning:

I was in bed with some guy and we were about to have sex. I was telling him that being in the adult film industry still didn't make me any more comfortable with gay sex. Jut then he started fellating me. Then we were having sex, me from behind. though as I was consciously thinking about the fact that I was having ex with a guy, he looked and felt like a woman. It was in our sleigh bed but there was a window next to it.

There was more but I don't remember.

Sunday, December 16, 2001

Had a whole string of dreams triggered by finishing "Black Hawk Down"

dreamt I was with a group of people trying to avoid capture or killing. It was like some survival game show. We were trying to get out of a building using elevators that only went to certain floors. It was confusing but I was trying to lead the way. Once we finally got out into the lobby of the building (a grand old one on a college campus), we split up and I met up with a few other contestants. We were trying to figure out the next course of action. We decided to hide out in a nearby high school. We entered, passed through security without problems and went down a dark hallway. We all wanted some quiet, safe place to rest.

We went into a classroom and tried to blend in with other students. I turned to ask the student next to me if there was a class at 9 (it was 8:20). As he turned, I recognized him as Perry Siewert (an old classmate - the actual face was of another high school classmate). I greeted him and we started watching movie previews that were playing in the front of the room.

The preview showed a young man in the midst of some sort of war. Cut to the kid screeching to a halt in his car at a police roadblock. Suddenly two cops are sitting on either side of him in the car (an old one from the 50s). The keep talking about how the kid's speeding and how it was to be back home in Kentucky). the kid pulls out a long rifle and points it at one of the cops, winding the gun up. Just as he's about to shoot, the kid yells cut. Cut to a classroom where a teacher is handing out grades. She's about to give the kid a grade on his film project.

Perry leans to me and says we should see this film. I tell him it's not out yet. Then I ask him if he's doing anything on Monday night. He says no, let's see this film. I tell him there's another movie preview to see.
Had a whole string of dreams triggered by finishing "Black Hawk Down"

dreamt I was with a group of people trying to avoid capture or killing. It was like some survival game show. We were trying to get out of a building using elevators that only went to certain floors. It was confusing but I was trying to lead the way. Once we finally got out into the lobby of the building (a grand old one on a college campus), we split up and I met up with a few other contestants. We were trying to figure out the next course of action. We decided to hide out in a nearby high school. We entered, passed through security without problems and went down a dark hallway. We all wanted some quiet, safe place to rest.

We went into a classroom and tried to blend in with other students. I turned to ask the student next to me if there was a class at 9 (it was 8:20). As he turned, I recognized him as Perry Siewert (an old classmate -- the the actual face was of another high school classmate). I greeted him and we started watching movie previews that were playing in the front of the room.

The preview showed a young man in the midst of some sort of war. Cut to the kid screeching to a halt in his car at a police roadblock. Suddenly two cops are sitting on either side of him in the car (an old one from the 50s). The keep talking about how the kid's speeding and how it was to be back home in Kentucky). the kid pulls out a long rifle and points it at one of the cops, winding the gun up. Just as he's about to shoot, the kid yells cut. Cut to a classroom where a teacher is handing out grades. She's about to give the kid a grade on his film project.

Perry leans to me and says we shoudl see this film. I tell him it's not out yet. Then I ask him if he's doing anything on Monday night. he says no, let's see this film. I tell him there's another movie preview to see.

Monday, December 10, 2001

Had a very intense 5-minute dream this morning. This all happened right after Susannah left for work.

We were in some middle eastern town in Palestine (?) watching a reporter (Christiane Amanpour?) speaking into a tape recorder. She kept asking "Can San Francisco hear me?" I ran to a TV and turned the volume up and told her we could hear her. I was standing with old people we knew, Susannah had wandered off a bit. Suddenly, we saw a man come into the street, dressed in black, with a mask on. He was bulging with brick-shaped things under his black sweater. I grabbed the old lady next to me and we ran for cover behind a wall. We hit the grab and held each other tight as we heard a chain of small explosions go off. I really thought we were going to die. When it was over, we got up and were elated that we were still alive. We started walking around looking for our spouses.

The scene had no carnage, it looked like the inside of a high school, with lots of (mostly older) people wandering around. I ran around helping the old lady and looking for Susannah. The old lady eventually found her husband and I kept looking. I saw a food line going into a cafeteria and said to the old couple that Susannah wouldn't be in that line, that we both hated being in line. I ran to the other side of the cafeteria and went in and saw her. She was in a wheelchair and looked like she had no head. But I definitely knew it was her. I ran to her, overcome with relief. As I approached her, she did have a head but it looked plasticky and emotionless. I knelt down beside her and tried to talk to her (out of breath) but she seemed unable or unwilling to respond. I also thought that she was holding her head in her lap (beneath her shirt/gown). I told her I was glad she got some food (spaghetti?) and had trouble talking to her (I was so out of breath from running around and from seeing her alive). I looked around for a drink and took a sip of water from the paper cup in her hand. Susannah seemed ashamed to tell me something (like she had a plastic head or something?).

I woke up out of breath and very emotional.

A very interpretable dream, but incredibly viseral and emotional no less. Don't think I can get back to sleep now.

Thursday, December 06, 2001

something about a family dispute... This guy had some white & red studd oozing out of his ears, but he said it was okay, due to some condition of his. The people talked in some kind of complicated Victorian talk.

Also something about being on a bus.

Wednesday, December 05, 2001

I was escaping with a band of refugees/rebels into a barren area with rocks and scorpions. I asked another rebel if she thought "they"d find us here. She said she didn't know. We were then inside a building when one of the rebels told us to hush and we hid behind the blinds, peering outside. Our enemies were outside, walking slowing along side the building. I had anotion they were Romans. It was at night and I thought of turning out the lights but decided they would notice. We continued to wait as they killed time outside. Later (like with a movie edit), they were inside eating and going about their business, I told one of the rebels (again a woman) to send one of her men to the switchbox and shut off the power when there was a lightning strike or thunder. (We were miniturized so we could move about undetected). The lights started to flicker and subliminal messages started filtering through the building -- messages telling the enemies to give up. One had Marlon Brando's voice. Our rebels began surrounding and disarming our enemies one by one. We gathered up knives and guns (mostly crude plasticky guns) near a closet door. I used my fingers to snatch one enemy at "gunpoint" and searched his jacket for weapons. Not finding a gun, I handed him over to a tall black woman rebel, telling her I wasn't "good with pockets." She cut his jacket lining and pulled out a gun (which turned into scissors). We continued disarming them and pushing them into a corner.

very vivid.

Tuesday, December 04, 2001

dream that Susannah & I were in somebody's house over the holidays. There were lots of other young people (presumably people we knew). We were trying to figure out sleeping arrangements. Later, when most of them were asleep, Ross Wilbanks (ex-WRFL pal) showed up. He said he was working in NY in banking.

Monday, December 03, 2001

late entry from this morning:

Had some dream about airport security and identifying Dr. Ruth as a suspicious passenger. I had her description memorized from the overhead announcements.

also some dream about the Sopranos (what a great show).

Saturday, December 01, 2001

had a whole series of dreams, most of which I can't remember.

One segment involved Susannah & I having an argument over the phone and she wouldn't come pick me up form wherever I was. I started walking home and ran into Jill Jacobs (Amoeba coworker). We rummaged through a trash can full of semi-broken electronic equipment (PDAs and such).

Then I was sitting on a beach in a row of chairs with Pierce Brosnan and a bunch of students (and a few professors). He was talking about marine biology and his love of something... When Q & A started, one of the students asked him about me. Pierce said I was a really good agent. I asked the woman to my right whether they were high school or college students. She said they were college architecture students. Ilona was also there, sitting to my left. I then felt bad that I hadn't done enough as Pierce Brosnan's agent and should work harder. Oh, earlier, it seemed like some of the students were dressed up in costumes.

Pierce then got up and walked around, talking to the students. A little tiny fawn walked by and everyone "awwwww"ed.

weird.