Forget About It!

Literally, I almost forgot about the dream I had last night. I was about to call up my boyfriend to ask him what I told him, but then I remembered what it was about. So, my significant other had this uncle that lived in Chicago, and he wanted me to meet him, so we planned a trip to Chicago for a visit. His sister was his cousin in this dream, but not in the Deliverance/Alabama sort of way. In my dream, he was an only child. So we drove up to Chicago, and we were staying in this hotel at the top of a hill. The method of transportation by what was called a flubbub: something that's shaped like a roller coaster car, with the overhead bars, seat belts, and everything! So it cost about 50 cents to ride this thing, so we dropped in a few quarters and headed down hill. We passed by so many Italian restaurants, I started to think that Chicago was filled with nothing but Italian restaurants, or may be it was just that street. Either way, it kind of reminded me of a street that you would find in mid-town. So many decorations, all of the little outdoor seats, it was cute, from what I could see - the flubbub, you had to lay down in it, almost like a bobsled. That's what that thing reminded me of - I was trying to figure that out!

Anyway, we get down to his uncle's place - he had a place above the restaurant he owned. We were upstairs, visiting with him and his family. He was telling us, in a joking manner, not to talk his daughter into getting a tattoo. I told him I made no promises. If she got one, it was of her own free will, not me sweet talking her into it. Then I noticed that he, and some of his "associates", had tattoos under their elbows, with the word "brother" in cursive and the number 6 next to it. I asked about it, and he told me it represented him and his 5 brothers who died before him. They all came over from Sicily as young children, and tried to avoid mob-ties, but one of the brothers, just couldn't help it. They all worked together, but were not as bad as what we hear on tv. They eventually gave up the business, 5 of the brothers died of natural causes, and the remaining brother, he was like a don in the neighborhood, but again, he was a good guy.

After that, I just remember holding conversations with everyone and having dinner. Now I'm hungry. I guess that's my queue to go out and find food. So on that note, I am gone! Sweet dreams everybody!

Anticipating the End of an Era

As you may already know (and if you don't, you have a problem), I am a HUGE Harry Potter fan. I have read all of the books, multiple times, seen the movies, multiple times, and I am one of the millions of fans anticipating the final installment of the Harry Potter series - I call it Harry Potter 7.2, because they split the last book up into 2 movies. It's funny because they did the same for the Twilight series, and I'm not all that excited about it. May be it's because I didn't like the last book all that much. The third book was awesome, but the fourth book, not so much. Sure, I'm ready to see the birthing scene, but not the so called stand off scene. She's staring, for goodness sakes!

Anyway, this is about the Potter boy. I have been having a lot of dreams in anticipation of the final movie, and they have been FUNNY! Like this last dream, I had a dream that I was playing host to the three kids that play the trio in the movie, Emma Watson, Daniel Radcliffe, and Rupert Grint. Now the reason why they were staying with me was because Memphis was hosting an awards ceremony where they were a part of a segment where they were telling jokes, and being witty, and all kinds of stuff. Daniel was talking about how beautiful Ginnifer Goodwin (He's Just Not That Into You, Big Love), and said she had "huge tracks of land". Now, if you don't know the reference to this, I think you are really crazy! Anyway, they did their deed, and came on to the house. We all hung out for a while, and then we went out to dinner, to the place we went to yesterday for one of my co-worker's retirement party. We were talking about all of the adventures we had for the week, and then Rupert mentioned that he had gotten arrested earlier in the week. He went with some of my cousins and a few friends to Greg's, a men's clothing store here in Memphis (I don't even know if we still have one). Well, he bought like a $400 pair of Rayban sun glasses, but some guy that looked like him had just robbed the store and walked out with a pair just like it. The manager stopped Rupert instead and pressed charges against him, so he was arrested. So he had to be booked, taken to 201 Poplar, and processed and everything - we were wondering why we hadn't heard from him in a while, but we went on as if everything was okay. So anyway, the manager finally came in with a tape, trying to prove that Rupert was the robber, only to find out that he wasn't, so they had to release him. Dude, I would have whopped up on someone, but Rupert was quite nice about it all!

So after all of that, we had a great dinner, told stories about the movies and books, and went on about our visit. One really weird part about the dream was that we kept jumping off of buildings and onto box springs, without the covers, so we were just jumping on springs. It was fun! Oh, and then we were all staying at my grandma's house. It was fun!

Well, that was it. I can't remember the rest of it. Most of it was spent at the awards show and dinner. Just so funny that old boy got arrested. Hilarious! Well, I have some work to do this weekend. May be I'll have lots of fun dreams. For now, enjoy my Harry Potter obsession!

Yes, I bought the 36 page special edition. I am a nerd, and I am proud of it! PS - Tom Felton and Rupert are pretty in this thing. So is Emma, but still...

Musical Research

I always have this dream where I'm inside of a theater, and it's the same stage, and the same set up. Each time, it's something different going on. One time, it was a blues concert. Another time, an R&B concert. Once it was a talent show that I was directing. Another time, it was me, in elementary school, participating in a play. Always the same stage, just different productions.

So a few nights ago, the state returns, but this time, different inhabitants of the stage. So you all know I'm working on a doctorate in higher education. Well, I was in the dissertation stage of my doctorate, and I was about to do a performance associated. I had the weirdest topic, but I think it would actually work, if I tried it. So the topic was conducting various voices not located in one area. Basically, the people performing the music was constantly moving around the conductor, and to different spots of the performance area. We all started out on the stage, but eventually moved off into the audience, where we all were sitting in different sections of the stands. No matter where everyone was sitting, the voices were able to radiate through the arena.

Well, the music wasn't the only thing being reviewed - we were also using the decibels of each voice to produce water particles in the air, which in turn would cause it to rain. So instead of rain dancing, we had rain singing. The subjects had to sing at the right pitch in order to get it to rain, so we tried several attempts, finally getting it to work after the third try of going through the entire German song we used to sing in high school (can't remember the name, but I can play it on the flute really well). And another song that the girls sang, I call it the snow drift song. Dude, it was beautiful, and song well in the dream, too!

Anyway, after we did our thing, the next group up was some guy who was able to turn people into zombies based on the sound he produced (no, it was not Justin Bieber). Anyway, it started to rain, due to our music, so we moved everything inside the auditorium, to my "stage". I'm standing on stage, with my lab coat, and the zombies started moving in. Now granted, they were not the brain-eating zombies, nor were they dead. They were just regular folks, under a trance. One guy made me fall off the stage because he got to close to me. After I fell off the stage, my lab partners (which included my boyfriend, several of his friends and cousins) disappeared. This did not make me happy, but I played it cool. I walked over to the love seats stage left and sat there while Lord T and Eloise sang. Don't know where they came from. So they started to sing, and perform, and suddenly my boyfriend pops up and was like "You're not dancing?" I was tired! I just made it rain, folks, come ON! So he grabbed my hand and made me follow him to where everyone was - they were in their dorms, watching the concert away from the crowd.

I'm not going to talk about the rest of the dream, because it involved me wanting to beat folks down and tear them to pieces. I did, however, have another dream before that one of me, flying in the sky, over a field of saplings. Me and my old roommate, we were super heroes, and the scenery was beautiful! Then I woke up.

So that was it. If I dream of anything else between now and tomorrow morning, I'll tell you about. Until then, good night!

Diabetes - Don't Like It!

I was telling mom about my dream from last night. My supervisor and I were talking about diabetes, and how it's running rampant through our families. I guess that discussion lead on into my dream. I had a dream that my mom's diabetes developed to the point where she was on dialysis. If you have never known anyone with diabetes, and they had to go through dialysis, believe me, it is something that you do not want to go through. My late grandmother and uncle had to have dialysis, and one more uncle and an aunt has to have it done several times a week. Luckily for me, I have not had any issues...well, I can't say that. I have the opposite problem - my sugar levels are too low at times. Oh, the fun! Anyway, mom was on dialysis, and she was just a mean lady. Reminded me of my aunt. She's not too mean, but she can be evil. That was my mom in this dream. We were trying to change out the bags (can't remember what they are called), but she was just arguing with everyone. My brothers, me, the nurse, everyone! Finally, she was healed, and she wanted to go out and party. I'm like WHAT? Woman, get your butt back in that bed and rest. Just because you're healed of the disease does not give you the right to get out and act a fool! Needless to say, she didn't listen, went out, it started raining, and she got sick. Good thing the diabetes didn't come back, but she had a nasty cold - I think that popped up because my pumpkin was sick last night and was coughing.

I think there was a part of my dream where I was at a drive-in, and we had to do something to get everyone out before it closed. Don't know what was going to happen after closing, but in my dreams, I don't like it when it gets dark and it's night time. Things happen, and it is pretty bad what happens in those dreams. I think I woke up before I got into an argument with someone.

That kind of irks me a little - I'm about to cuss someone out, but I end up waking up before I do it. I guess it curbs my anger if I wake up before it happens. But then again, I'm still angry because I start cussing out this imaginary person while I'm waking up. It kind of sucks.

Other than that, no other dreams. I'm at home with the pumpkin today because she has a double ear infection - no cold, but she's got a fever, and I don't like it! So ta ta for now! Sweet dreams!

Taking a Study Break

Before I forget, I have to talk about this wonderfully weird dream I had a few nights ago that brought the movie Annie and Lord of the Rings together, not to mention a few Third Reich references into the mix. It was kind of weird. The first part of the dream what what things would look like in the end - basically starting a movie from the end and then beginning. So I see these cartoon characters, almost like Mickey Mouse from Fantasia, sitting in a castle that's about to crumble down. We begin to wonder how did this happen? Why was this castle about to fall down, and why was everyone looking like cartoons?

So we were all in a warehouse, listening to music, watching some kids perform, one of them happened to be Annie, and for some reason, she was trying to get away from some folks who had been chasing her. All of a sudden, this picture was mounted on the wall of the warehouse, and some folks knew that in order to make the picture move, someone had to say the magic words. Well, I spoke them, by accident, and the picture began to move and it started to look like it was built by Nazis or what not. This thing had to be destroyed, so Annie, Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pip had to fly up in a hot air balloon with some magic powder to kill the picture. It became the castle that we saw in the beginning. A bunch of cartoon characters were trapped in castle, and they were soon saved. The castle began to crumble, and the people who created the picture started for follow them, and for some reason, I got dragged into the fight. So we had to fly off into the sky. When we finally reached the outer hemisphere, it became blocked by a ceiling, like you would find in your bedroom. I found the portal to the other world, where we would be safe and all become cartoons. It took about three tries to get into the other room, which looked like a mirror image to the room we were in. When we got into the other room and moved a little further into it, it was as if the mirror was just a barrier for those who truly were not supposed to be there. We all made it through and became cartoons, and we all lived happily ever after. As for the Nazis, they were destroyed when they crossed over into the other room. Spontaneously combusted.

Not sure as to why I had that dream. Of course I had the other dreams with tornadoes, having to hide out in cellars, it was cool. Other than that, I can't remember what my dreams were about from last night. So that's that. I'm going to go and do some more homework. Later gators!

I Wish Heaven Was Like This!

Before I forget about this dream, I've got to tell you all about it. What if heave was just an invisible doorway that was always in front of us, but like I said, it was invisible? Well, I had this dream that I was like a guide for people who were dying and were on their way to heaven. Only problem was I had to die initially to be the guide. No, I wasn't the angel of death. Death was like my boss or something, so when he was busy, I would take on some of his work load. So a friend of mine was on the list to die, and this kind of hurt me because I knew this person, so for her to see me come and get her, it would be like whoa! So I went to her place of work and I told her it was time to go. She was like go where...wait a minute, aren't you dead? I told her yes, I was, and it was time to go. She tried to fight it. She kept running pass the opening, and I was like dang it, you've got to go! I had to finally convince her that everything was going to be okay, and that dying wasn't all that bad. Sure, you wouldn't be able to see a lot of people you know, but you can still watch over them - like me, and my child. I mean I had to leave her here on earth, and that was a heart wrenching thing to do. What was cool though was that she was able to see me, so I got to watch over her as she grew up! That rocked! Anyway, back to my friend. We finally got her into heaven, she got acclimated to the situation, almost like an orientation for dead folks, and she was good to go.

Then it got weird. The cast of Moesha was next in line, so I had to bring up Brandy, Countess Vaughn, after she had her car accident, and someone else. Shar Jackson, however, didn't get to come to heaven. She killed herself, so she went to the other place. Well, before she went to hell, she called Countess on her phone and was like "Why did you all leave me here alone? I have no one to talk to!" I was really creepy. It got really messed up when she killed herself, and she went to hell. She kept calling folks, was all kinds of mean to people, trying to haunt folks. She got out of line when she tried to haunt my child. I got ghetto fabulous on her ass and had to set her straight. Then we all thought about an intervention of some sort to get her back on the lord's good graces. I don't know about you, but it was easy to get her out of hell. She calmed down, saw the things she was doing, that she was hurting other people, and she repented. So after that, we were sitting in a powwow session, and Jesus walks in. Jesus is 6'5, you guys, so he was pretty tall. And he was fist bumping folks, so he was trying to be cool and hip. I had to tell him he was being a dork, so please act natural and not try to act like one of the young kids. That was old. Anyway, that part of the dream ended when I flew down in my cloud mobile (yes, like the care bears), and I got to rock my pumpkin to sleep. I didn't dare haunt mama - she was already crazy enough with me being gone, so what do you think would happen, your child is dead and is now talking to you from the beyond? Well, Kayla didn't tell anyone about it because she didn't want to be seen as crazy either, but it was a cool thing to be able to communicate with her.

After that dream, it moved to my alien attack dream. So the dude from Twilight (no, not Robert Pattison, or however it's spelled, the one that plays Emit, he was in Prom Night and the new Nightmare on Elm Street, don't feel like looking it up on IMDB), he was knocking at our door at our old apartment, asking to get in. My mama was like "Looks like tornado weather, let them in!" So I did, and yes, there was a tornado on its way, but it was no regular tornado. It was a spaceship, and the alien controlling it was Godzilla. So I see Godzilla stomping down Jackson Avenue, and then the little aliens it was carrying, like those things in Cloverfield, yeah, they came running up the street, and we had to close our doors and lock ourselves inside for a while. We never got back out of the apartment. I think because I woke up before we could figure anything out.

So that was my jumbled up mess. How about you? What did you dream about last night? Hope it was good! Until next time!