"Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing. " -Helen Keller

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

My Subconscious Playing Games

I had the most bizarre dream last night. There was at least two bloggers and a tv character involved. Apparently, I had BFF status with all of them.

I don't remember all of it. However, I know it started out with someone chasing me through an urban setting. It wasn't scary though. There were lots of sewer grates and it was dark and damp. Then, some how I was at a little playhouse, still in the same urban setting, watching a fabulous play. No, it wasn't a playhouse, it was a library that was undergoing a face lift and, for some reason, the play was being put on there. I remember looking at pictures of the cast and crew with other stars of the theater and famous people. Then, I remember talking to the director after the play and telling her that she would never guess who I was personal friends with...that I had recognized this long term friend in one of the pics they had on display. Of course, the director was interested enough in me to ask who I knew but she (the director) seemed stunned to realize that I knew the great *Nancy from The New Life of Nancy and The Other Life of Nancy.

Then, we had a scene fade to black moment and the dream picked up in a restaurant. I was sitting at a table with my friend Jennifer, Marc from Ugly Betty, and Dave from Rolling Around in My Head. This was a 4 star restaurant and, as we finished a truly sumptuous dinner, the hostess came up and told us how impressed she was with our spread and how incredible it was that Marc talked the chef into letting him cook...what a romantic gesture that was. As she is telling us this, she rolls her wheelchair up to the accompanying table and that table morphs into a machine that tilts and transforms to help the hostess stand up. The hostess continues to tell us that she is so impressed because only 1 out of 3 relationships is truly a romantic love match and this meal is obviously proof that **Marc truly loves Dave. I said that we must be the luckiest group around in the face of those statistics because 2 of the 3 couples represented at that table were in a true romantic love match. During our after dinner coffee and chit chat, I turned to this beautiful blonde at the next table and it turned out to be none other than Nancy. While I was talking to her and telling her how excited I was to see her, she just laughs and says something along the lines of "My life isn't nearly as glamorous as you think" and shows me this picture of a lovely house in a normal neighborhood. I recognized the house! My jaw dropped and I asked her how she could hide the fact that she lived just down the street from me. I wasn't upset, just surprised. Then, everything except our table and the people fade and we are suddenly surrounded by vacuum cleaners including miniature ones like Gabe has. The hostess is demonstrating the miraculous capabilities of all the vacuums and I'm excitedly remarking that now I finally know where to get Gabe a replacement vacuum.

Sadly, I don't know how it would have ended because my alarm wet off and woke me up.

So, anyone have a clue what it all means?

*Yes, I referred to Nancy by both her first and last name so I know it was her.
**I don't know why I paired the fictional character Marc with the very real Dave. Dave's partner is a wonderful man named Joe.


nancy said...

Woohoo!!! I'm fucking famous!

I have dreams about people all the time! Now wait, since I read this, you'll be in my dream next!

(hehe. My word verification for this comment is "whambo". Just made me giggle)

Dave Hingsburger said...

Hey, if i'm going to be two timing Joe ... it's going to be in my dream! LOL have no idea what it means ... Dave