So many awesome dreams posted in here over the past few pages. I haven't been remembering as many of my crazy dreams lately, sadly.
Non lucid dream spent in a movie about punching Will Farrell. Will Farrell had found a genie lamp, and wished to sound smarter. So, I was magically assigned to him. He'd spout one of his traditional dumbass one liners, and I'd come out of nowhere to punch him in the face. Every. Single. Time. Even if he was running or hiding. Even if it was delayed a little bit, which was usually pretty funny.
I had one line in the movie. At the end, he's trying to get the girl, and makes a smartass comment. I ninja-appear behind him, and he turns around and flinches. I pat him on the head and say, "That was actually pretty clever, but I'm still watching."
Yes. So much yes. That actually seems like a movie that would be a huge hit, both with fans of Will Farrell and people who loathe him.
Do eet.
This has been several weeks ago, but I had a vivid dream that my daughter now wants to develop into a illustrated kids book (which is pretty awesome).
This young girl named Milly wakes up in an old Victorian-style hotel, and quickly finds out that it's where everyone in the world goes when they're sleeping. They check into the hotel when they start dreaming, and check out when they wake up. Once they check in, their room morphs into whatever their dream is.
Milly, however, isn't in a room. Somehow she got "unstuck" and never checked out (I think this means she's in a coma in the real world.) This is against the rules, so the proprietor (a large, green, hunchbacked goblin-like thing in a tattered suit) is hunting for her, mostly with his Minions. The Minions are shriveled, blackened things like voodoo dolls with oversized heads and sightless eyes. They are the souls of those who died while asleep, and they form the workforce at the hotel -- porters, cooks, housekeeping, etc. If they bite a dreamer, the dreamer turns into one of them (i.e. they die in their sleep).
At some point, Milly falls asleep in the Dream Hotel, and wakes up in a "purified" version which is made of crystal and light and encounters a group of others like her, that got "unstuck" and are also hiding in various places in the Dream Hotel. This astral meta-hotel is sort of a secret HQ for them to meet and plan and exchange information to help stay safe.
That was about all I remember, but it's definitely fertile ground. I'm looking forward to seeing my daughter flesh out the details and come up with illustrations. 
...Wow. Yep, that would make an excellent picture book. Tell us when your daughter gets it published!
Had an odd dream. Someone supposedly broke into my car, which had several guitars and other college stuff at the time. Upon hearing that some guy broke into my car, which had my precious guitar waifus, I panicked and immediately went to check out the scene.
Dude didn't steal anything. Just put the guitars on top of the car. For some reason. Just, like, broke in and moved stuff around, left the guitars in the cases on top of the car roof. Took the change from the cupholders but that was all.
Weirdest crime ever. It even confuzzled dream me.
Waitaminute... didn't someone describe a similar scene in another thread a while ago? Like, a scene from a movie or something?
Perhaps your subconscious grabbed onto that mention and projected it into a dream?
I'm in line, waiting to get on a bus. I haven't decided if I really want to get on, but as I approach the driver to pay, a small black cat scoots past me and runs on board. My decision made for me, I pay and look inside the bus. There's the usual row of seats to the right, but on the left there's a huge room with a large swimming pool in the middle, and people reclining on deck chairs in the sunlight along the edge. I get down on my hands and knees and look for the cat, who runs straight over to me and jumps on my lap. While I stroke it, it tells me in clear English that it only got on the bus in the first place because it's never gone swimming and is eager to try. I tell it to go ahead, and it bounds over to the pool. As it leaps into the pool, it's suddenly a young girl, maybe 6 years old and fully clothed. I run after her, annoyed, telling her she needs to get some of her clothes off to swim. I help her get her shirt off and she has a bathing suit on underneath. I reach down into the water and start untying her sneakers. When I finally get them off and out of the pool, the girl is gone. She's run off again. I lay out the clothes in the sun, hoping they'll be dry before the bus reaches our stop, and look around for the girl so I can make sure she has something to wear. But she's turned back into the cat now, and is looking up at me with an amused expression.
...That ending is great. Something about that just seems really clever.
I love reading all these dreams, almost as much as I like having my own!
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