Conference back40::soapbox

    
    Last night I dreamed I walked blocks and blocks in the pouring rain,
    sans umbrella or mac, to get to a record store where Roy Orbison was 
    making a personal appearance.  He looked smaller in person than on the
    television.  
    
    When I woke up this morning, I remembered he was dead.

	Explains why he looked smaller.... the more one decomposes, the less
there is of one.

    
    Oh, no, no, Glen.  He was just slimmer, not rotting 8^).
                    

	I guess you love him rotten huh Mz Debra ??

	Was he wearing briefs ????		$*)

    
    last night I dreamt I ate the biggest marshmallow in the whole world...
    
    
    
    
      This morning I woke up and my pillow was gone...
    

    Deb,
    
    You probably heard your cat snoring in your sleep, and through
    free association linked it with Roy's purring in "Pretty Woman",
    followed by the line about a "Pretty woman, walking down the
    street...", and then in a huge leap of logic, ended up with
    Fred Astaire (who was small) "Singing in the Rain"...
    
    or something like that.
    
    -b

 >>   Fred Astaire (who was small) "Singing in the Rain"...

	that was gene kelly, who couldn't hold a candle to astaire, imo.

    >that was gene kelly, who couldn't hold a candle to astaire, imo.
    
    Right... sorry.
    
    -b

If you hold a candle to a stair, does the house burn down?

<--  it was only a matter of time.

    waxing comical.

    
    I hope this string tapers off soon.  It's getting on my wick.

 .12, .13  a paraffin corrigible types

    <---- I wish _I_ had said that.

    
    Don't worry, you will 8^).
    

    snuff already.

    I remember most vividly, a dream I had some 30 years ago as a child,
    in which I was standing outdoors with my parents, in a housing
    development high on a hill, set against a star-filled sky, as a giant
    Jiminey (sp?) Cricket ran behind the houses.
    
    This was long before I had any concept of better living through
    chemicals.
    
    I also have a recurring dream of witnessing a plane/helicopter/
    airship-of-some-sort crash. This dream has resulted in my being
    a white-knuckled flyer, for sure.
    
    -b

    the grass was gooey. sticky and obscenely sweet smelling. smoke drifted
    up from it to fill the sky with purpleish hue. we walked to the edge of
    the smoke and peered into another galaxy.
    
    ...well it sort went like that.

    Not all of my dreams are fun and creative Dan Rather horror movies.
    There are a few dreams that I'm thoroughly fed up with, and I wish
    I'd stop having them.  For example:
    
    Oh-my-God, I'm in school, what's my schedule, where's my locker,
    where's my books, where's the classroom, when's the homework due,
    when's the test, how will I catch up with all the work, and why
    am I in my underwear?!
    
    I'm in the back seat of the car, and the car's running and moving,
    but there's no driver, and no one else in the car, and I have to
    drive the car from the backseat, and I can't take the time to get
    into the front seat, just keep trying to drive.
    
    Teeth and/or other body parts seamlessly parting company with the
    rest of me.  Yeah, yeah, doesn't scare me anymore, just float back
    and re-attach yourselves before I get annoyed and leave.
    
    I've gone back in time, and I have to do *everything* exactly the
    same, down to the last detail, or else the universe as we know it
    will cease to exist.  It's tough trying to remember whether or not
    I skipped school on some day in December 1968, but we manage and
    amazingly enough, to my relief everything's still here in the morning.
    
    Wherever I am, whatever I'm doing, suddenly I'm walking into the
    men's room.  That's a real common one...
    
    Chris

    <--- Hmmmmm, sounds familiar.  Haven't had the teeth falling out one
    for awhile but my ex used to have it as well.  The class room one I
    used to have quite frequently.  Always spooked my that one did.  Felt
    really helpless.  Couldn't remember my schedule, locker number or
    anything.  I hate that one.  
    
    I dreams where I get shot quite often.  It never hurts though.  It's
    like a game and I have lost.  Sometimes I have a gun and others I
    don't.   Then there's the ones where I am falling......
    
    Brian

    She licks her lips as she uncovers an ample bosum, long shapely legs
    hooked around my back, her dark hair falling in waves over our
    shoulders as we embrace. She places her hand on my...
    
    Ooops. Sorry. Nevermind.
    
    -b

    
    An ample boatswain?  Oh wait, that's bosun.  Never mind 8^).

    I just knows I likes 'em however they're spelled...

    
    perv... ;>
    
    i had one not to long ago where i was hiding from a gunman, who found
    me and showered my head and shoulders (not the shampoo) with bullets 
    from his semi-automatic...blood and brains were oozing everywhere, but 
    i had the strenghth to crawl up from behind the wall where i was hiding, 
    make enough noise to attract help, and then i woke up...with a mild 
    headache...and creepily enough, a few hours later, a gunman opened fire
    on two clinics in brookline...
    
    i used to have the dream where my teeth fall out or crumble all the
    time.  haven't had it in many months...
    
    and the dreams where i am falling or i can't let out a scream litter my
    nocturnal (sp) thoughts occassionally...
    

    I like flying in dreams... not as in flying in airplanes... I mean as
    in Peter Pan kinda flying... weeeeeeee!!!
    
    -b

    By the way... Carlos Casteneda (sp?) had some marvelous dream
    imagery and some very interesting exercises in his books; also
    P.D. Ouspensky. A common thread was writing down dreams, in
    detail, as soon as you wake. I've done this for quite a long
    time... the next step is controlling your dreams, getting
    away from the stream-of-consciousness driving the pattern.
    Ultimately, the goal is to be able to choose what you dream.
    
    -b

    Anybody else have the knack of rejecting a dream as "too unpleasant" or
    "that could never happen?"  When I tell my wife about such nocturnal
    exploits, she hitz me.
    

    I often dream that it's the end of a semester and I suddenly realise that
    there was a class I completely forgot to attend and I've got to write
    an exam tomorrow.

    8-p

    How about a dream where you go "Oh no, here comes THAT dream again!"
    and you have THAT dream again and in the middle you go, "And now
    such-and-such is going to happen but I don't want it to happen and I
    don't even want to have this dream." but it still happens and you can't
    stop the dream no matter how hard you try.
    
    Bob

    Sounds like going to work to me.

    ...being caught naked (no idea how I came to be) somewhere I can't
    possibly get to clothing without being seen by many, many people.
    
    I'm gettin' sick of this one. Maybe I'll try and add a women to it
    just to snap it up a bit.
    
     Chip

    ... just to snap up WHAT bit??

    hehehehehehehehe...

    
    I sometimes have dreams where someone asks me some really obscure
    question (even more obscure than some of the 1-800-soapbox questions)
    or they ask me a really difficult maths question, like whats the square
    root of 20 bazillion and 4. I always manage to answer the question in a
    flash.
    
    One of these days I'm going to wake up and remeber the question and the
    answer and I'm going to look it up and see if I got it right!!!!!
    
    POL

    i get two recurring dreams
    
    first one, i'm walking along a beach and i can't move forward and my
    legs feel like lead. i'm pumping away as hard as i can but can't go
    anywhere.when i wake up i've kicked the duvet off (not funny in
    mid-winter!). says something about my life i guess.
    
    second, i'm panicking cos i have my exams tomorrow and i know i haven't
    done enough revision (this 14 years after finishing my degree -
    successfully) !! talk about long-term guilty conscience ...
    
    i must be one screwed up sonofa-b. :-(
    
    ric

  I try not to take prescription pain medication as I became quite 
 attached to them a few years ago...however, occasionally the need
 is there and I'll take one.  And when I do, I have the craziest, scariest
 dreams I've ever had..one time my kids were staying with me and I woke
 them up (they were in the next room) with my screaming =:-O



Jim

    
    Having nightmares seems to run in my family on my mother's side - my
    grandmother had 'em, my mother has 'em, my sister and I have 'em.  I'm
    talking about 3 nights a week waking up the household screaming, not
    just various bad dreams.  It was pretty much a nightly occurrence in my
    house while growing up to either wake up a screamer or be woken up as
    the screamer.  I don't know how my dad put up with it 8^).
    
    ANYWAY, my in-laws moved to New Mexico, and my MIL sent me a little
    item, I believe Navajo, called a dream-catcher.  Their legend has it that 
    if you hang the dream catcher over your bed, it will "catch" all those
    bad dreams before they get into your head and thus prevent nightmares.
    
    I'm down to closer to 3 screamers a month now rather than 3 a week.  Feel 
    free to tell me it's all in my head, but I swear the darn thing works.
                                                

 my grandmother (Dad's mother) lived with us for a few years after my mother
 died.  She used to have some real doozies, waking up screaming in the middle
 of the night..all of her nightmares involved cats..she hated them.  I often
 wonder what she would think if she knew that the afghan she knitted for me
 years ago was now an occasional sleeping place for my cat..



Jim

>                                When I tell my wife about such nocturnal
>    exploits, she hitz me.
    
Ooh, that's too unpleasant.

       <<< Note 225.38 by POWDML::LAUER "Little Chamber of Ecstacy" >>>
    
    re the dream catcher....
    
    When I was skiing in Vail last year, I bought my girlfriend a pair of
    dream catcher earings and they were rather cute and I liked the story
    behind them.
    
    Of course they are so big (about 1" in diameter with about an inch long
    silver feather hanging from them) that she'd probably stab herself in
    the neck if she wore them to bed to catch the bad dreams!!!!
    
    POL

    
    
    not a bad dream of mine, but jim's pain medication story rememinded me
    of this:
    
    a few years ago, some friends and i went to a concert and stayed at a
    local hotel for the hell of it.  one of these friends had been
    prescribed something or other from his doctor and that nite was the
    first nite he had taken it.  he woke us up in the middle of the nite
    with his flailing arms, his not-quite screams and his ramblings behind
    the ceiling-to-floor lenghth curtains trying to get away from spiders.
    non of which he remembers doing.  and he didn't take another pill after
    that...
    

    Dream catchers: Pretty much common to all native American culture. I've
    gotten a few at Pow Wows I've attended...
    
    -b (small part Blackfoot)

    	They say that if you can make yourself look at the palms of your
    	hands in your dreams, that you can control the dream from that
    	point.

Having had to take _A LOT_ of pain medication once and then off-and-on
occasionally over the years.

Demerol never affected me but one of the new replacement "artificial" 
pain-killers the so-called non-addictive ones, gives me frightful dreams
in large quantities I will actually have halucinations while awake.
by sticking to codeine or demerol I get pain-relief and no side-effects.
(never been bothered with temptation to be addicted either :-})

I've learned to control my actions in regular(non-drug) dreams, started by
trying to control my hands first(as Joe suggested). my only problem is
the other-guys gun is usually more effective than mine :-}

and when the dreams involve snakes (maybe 1 every 6 months) I lose all control
and it's panic-city till I wake up.

Amos

RE:      <<< Note 225.45 by TIS::HAMBURGER "No fan of tactical Tupperware" >>>
                        -< try different pain killers >-



>Demerol never affected me but one of the new replacement "artificial" 
>pain-killers the so-called non-addictive ones, gives me frightful dreams
>in large quantities I will actually have halucinations while awake.
>by sticking to codeine or demerol I get pain-relief and no side-effects.
>(never been bothered with temptation to be addicted either :-})


 The one I have a problem with is Vicodin..codeine has no effect on me
 and demerol, well, I used to anxiously await the visit from the nurse
 about every 4 hours..(unless it had to do with the apparatus that was 
 installed in certain, uh, epuipment).



Jim

    i've had that being naked dream too...usually walking into some public
    place wanting to look as inconspicuous as possible...

    Dreaming of your teeth falling out is a typical sign that you grind
    your teeth while sleeping.  This is often accompanied by a "lock-jaw"
    sensation.
    
    Mark.

    
    I have the "Sophie's Choice" dream, where I can only save one of
    my kids.  There is a drowning one, a fire one, an explosion one,
    and a falling off a cliff one.
    
    I never resolve it.  I wake up in terror.  bb
    

    
         Dreaming about snakes means that the dreamer has "hang ups" or
    thoughts about "sex".  Hmmmm, Amos you dream of snakes every 6
    months...
    
         Rosie

    .50
    
    i've never dreamt about snakes :-(

    I have the naked dream too... except I'm about to go onstage and don't
    want to because I'm naked... 
    
    The other thing I notice is that when I have a dream that's set at
    home, it's almost always my parent's house (where I grew up) and
    not any of the various places I've lived as an adult...
    
    -b

    
    >>> -b (small part Blackfoot)
    
    well, maybe if you showered more... :>:>
    
    
    

    worst dream canidate... newt gingrich naked (naw, his mom).
    
    Chip

    oh, and folly or mitchell are dreamy creatures, eh?
    
    jeff

    >>> -b (small part Blackfoot)
    
    >well, maybe if you showered more... :>:>
    
    {smaq}

    
    ooooh baby!
    

>	that was gene kelly, who couldn't hold a candle to astaire, imo.

Well, certainly not in that torrential downpour, anyway.


My recurring dreams -

I'm at the office and I light up a smoke, and suddenly realize you can't
smoke in the office anymore. (I actually quit several years before the
policy was enacted.)


I'm at the office and I get a phone call to go to a meeting and I realize
I'm in my skivvies.


I'm in my kitchen and convoys of vehicles start heading down my driveway
for my pond and I go out to tell 'em they're trespassing and find that
there are already dozens of them back there already. But at least I've
got all my clothes on and I'm not smoking. Or at the office.

    
    
    I don't know about the other two, Jack, the last one however seems to
    indicate that you will be hosting this years schtzefest......right Amos
    and Jim? ;')
    
    
    
    Mike

    I have a recurring dream of being in my old high school, searching for
    my locker.  I find the locker, then realize that I don't remember the
    combination.  I'm late for class, the halls are empty, and I start to
    panic.
    
    I have no idea why I have this dream.
    
    Dan

    
    
    I often dream that I'm drowning in the sea , when a Baywatch Babe
    pulls me back to shore and lies me on my back, but, as always in these
    types of dreams, I wake up before she gives me the Kiss of life!!!!!
    (More of a Nightmare actually).
    
                                                       Keiff.
    

    Hmmm, so the dream ends just before you give the Baywatch Babe the best
    30 seconds of her life. Interesting.

    
    
    I'd settle for 30 seconds mate, would'nt you?????????
    
    Better than nowt!!
    
                                            Keiff.
    

    Keiff,
    	 You really are into Baywatch in a BIG way are'nt you tsk..tsk..tsk
    
    Anyway I had a dream last night I was standing in the middle of the
    street singing "Tiny Bubbles" with Sidney Devine.Strange eh ???
    
    	Doogz.

    
    
    Dougz Wife has just went into labour , so I doubt he'll be able to
    dream anymore with all that screaming during the night!!!!!!
    
    
    Gid luck anyway Dougz
    
    Keiff.
    

	My brother was telling me of a dream he had the other night.

	He's observing a fight between someone he knows and this other gent.
Other gent pulls a gun on his buddy, so he pulls his gun and fires....the bullet
hits the other gent square in the chest and falls to the ground. He fires five
or six more times with the same result. The gent looks at the bullets on the
ground and smiles at my brother saying, "That's not a .45, is it?".

	My brother carries a 9mm....:*) My cousin and I tease him incessantly
because we both carry .45's....;*)


	jim (a 9mm is a .45acp set on stun)

I dreamt that I was walking through the woods, when suddenly I heard a
shot and felt a horrendous impact. I fell down, bleeding profusely from
what I guessed was a bullet hole. I was too weak to get up, too weak to
shout for help. I knew I had to stem the flow of blood or I'd die before
they came looking for me. 

I dragged a handful of leaves from the ground, and began stuffing them
into the bullet hole, using my index finger to push them in. Leaves,
moss, anything within reach I pushed into the bullet hole; I had to fill
the bullet hole and stop the bleeding.


Then I awoke, and found that I had half the bed sheet poked up my butt.

    <----- Oh my.  Now my terminal needs a good dose of windex and large
    quantities of tissue to wipe the spew from the glass.  I fear my
    calculator has snuffed it though.

    Must be what I ate... I had an extremely active night of dreaming.
    I remember 5 separate dreams from last night... which I think is
    close to a record. One was noteworthy:
    
    I was in a building very similar in principal to some of the drawings
    of M.C. Echer. There were stairs where you couldn't tell if you
    were going up or down and all sorts of other strange distortions
    of perspective. It was a round building (like a biosphere), and
    at one point I fell from what I thought was a very high place, but
    ended up going the opposite direction than what I expected and landed
    quite comfortably on what I thought was the ceiling.
    
    -b

    
    
    When I was in my teens, there was a horrible nightmare that
    I would have on a regular basis.  The dream was always the 
    same, except for the background people.  Myself and one other
    person always remained the same....the place stayed the same 
    also.
    
    I have not had this dream in 14 years.  Last week, I had it
    again, and it really scared me.  I never fell back to sleep that
    night, and didn't sleep well for two days afterward.
    
    It's a very horrible dream that involves a family member that I
    used to be fairly close to, but have not seen in several years.
    
    Think it means anything??
    
    Terrie
    

    	re .71
    
    	Perhaps reading accounts of peoples' past recurring dreams in
    	this topic triggered you to repeat your buried recurring dream.

    
    
    Nope.  I had to 'set seen' most of this conference when I came
    back to work after my injury, so I hadn't read any of these 
    prior to having the dream.
    
    
    Thanks anyways....
    
    Terrie
    

    	Well that probably is a good example of why I'm here and not
    	running my own psychiatry practice...

Probably your lack of an medical degree has something to do with it too.

    	Perhaps that too.

>    I was in a building very similar in principal to some of the drawings
>    of M.C. Echer. There were stairs where you couldn't tell if you
>    were going up or down

If you have this one again, Brian, please get the address. I'd like to do
some exercising there.

    <--- :-) :-)

    What does it mean when you dream of walking about with no clothes on,
    but everyone else has got clothes on,and you feel embarrassed?
    
    A mate of mine had a dream like that,and I told him that meant he felt
    a bit insecure. Er,or am I wrong?
    
    
    

    You should have said, "No wonder you do, walking around with your fly
    open all day!"
    
    Betcha he woulda looked.
    
    ;-)

    
    Being nekkid is a very common dream.  It supposedly means that the
    dreamer is too self-conscious and unneccessarily so, because people
    aren't always looking at one as much as one thinks they are.
                                                      

	How about being nekkid with the box babes......how would
you explain that Mz Debra ?????	%^)

    That Teek is not only a dream... it's wishful thinking! :-)
    
    YVW.
    
    -b

	Without goals to work toward, what is life.......??


	Friday night's bash could be "real interesting...."



	Look forward to seeing Terrie and Mz Debra again. %^)

    
    I shall be fully clothed.

	Nothing too restrictive I hope. You've got 
to give us something to hope for......%^)


	Seriosly, I look forward to seeing you again.

If being nekkid in your dreams indicates excessive self-consciousness,
does dreamin' yer in yer skivvies indicate same but with enough sense
to maintain a modicum of dignity?

	That would explain why I never wear skivvies in
my dreams............Thank God...Er I mean Thank goodness.....$^)

	If ya been dreamin about walkin naked while everyone isn't, ya have
been watching too many Merry Go Round clothing commercials....

>chador

She was a Brador drinking mama in her chador...

    
    Yeah, I hope those things have mouth holes.

    This troubles me.

    
    
    RE: .84/.85
    
    As shall I......be fully clothed, that is.  :*)
    
    
    
    
    Terrie
    

    
    
    	damn....
    
    

	It is going down hill faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssttt. %^(

    
    Well, Teeks, if it really means so much to you...I'll be nekkid
    
    under my clothes 8^).

	Oooooooooooooh, ooooooooooh, aaaaaaaaaah,

	Oh me god, I won't be able to contain myself......%^)

    Wear a snowsuit.

    
    Will a snowsuit help Teeks contain himself?

    Extra large? Should do the trick. In fact, you could turn a trick
    inside it.

	An extra large snow suit that both Mz Debra and I
could fit in...............????........I am intruiged....%^)

| <<< Note 225.101 by POWDML::LAUER "Little Chamber of WarmMoistRogering" >>>


| Will a snowsuit help Teeks contain himself?


	we would need one of those white jackets with the big sleeves

	Warm Moist Rogering will contain me just fine. Thank you.

    What about when you have a dream where you're very upset with someone
    and that someone is male and an acquaintance and you say something
    really arbitrary like, "But I had your baby!" ????
    
    :-)

    
    That's no dream; that's a NIGHTMARE.

    or a fantasy :-)

    
    Brian, I'm having your baby.

    8-o

    
    Don't be jealous, Glenn; I already had your baby.

    {thud}

    
    See, I TOLD you it was a nightmare.

    I don't remember a thing.
    
    I'm grievously troubled.

    
    It was the best 30 seconds of your life.

Now listen here....  I don't know much that's
useful, but I do know you can't get pregnant
from eating cooked unfertilized chicken eggs.

Even if you could, I'm purty sure you'd only
end up having baby chicks, which would be useful
around Easter, I guess.

    Oh my.  I all the sudden feel like Neil Sedaka and that is a scary
    thought.  =8-O.

	This is troubling me........I am now wondering
how many kids I may have out there that I don't know about ???? %^0

| <<< Note 225.118 by GMT1::TEEKEMA "Count down   5..4..3..2..." >>>


| This is troubling me........I am now wondering how many kids I may have out 
| there that I don't know about ???? %^0

	If you have any kind of heart, you won't look for them. Think of THEM
man! Think of THEM!


Glen

    >  Even if you could, I'm purty sure you'd only
    >  end up having baby chicks, which would be useful
    >around Easter, I guess.
    
    Naaa, too small to eat, they need to grow a bit.

    
    I had this strange dream last night...
    
    
    I dreamt I was reading a backup logfile printed on a 
    pair of long underwear.
    
    
    Somebody just shoot me now, before I get any worse.
    

    OK, so backups give a warm and fuzzy feeling. What's wrong with that?
    :-) :-)
    
    -b

    Next time do a BACK/IMAGE/EXCLUDE=undies

    Or BACK/IMAGE/OUTPUT=DR.DENTONS

    weird... i was in keene, nh driving through a mall parking lot
    a little fast and was stopped. according to the officer, i would
    be arrested and detained until the following day when i'd be
    brought to court... it ended. 
    
    i could see this happening in keene, though :-)
    
    Chip

	what a keen dream chip!

    
    I've had some very strange dreams recently.
    
    I dreamed I was being arrested for something someone else had done, and
    that when I complained to the officer he said I could call someone to
    bail me out.  I told him I had no-one 8^(.  It was very sad.
    
    Then I dreamed I was trying to brush my teeth in a communal bathroom
    using my hairbrush rather than my toothbrush.  I realized I was using
    the wrong brush but was too embarassed to switch in front of all the
    people so I just kept brushing my teeth 8^).
    
    I dreamed I was at an airport with a friend who was waiting for an
    airplane when Steve Leech showed up to go on the same plane.  He looked
    nothing like I expected 8^), was short and stocky with sandy hair and a
    huge moustache.  (Steve, what DO you look like?)

  I had a dream that I climbed down a ladder onto a beach and as I did I went
back in time. It was really complicated as to why I had to do that and I don't
remember the details but I finished what ever I was doing and in the process
the ladder was damaged. I couldn't get back. 

  Then I felt this wet feeling on my head and I was being sucked up the ladder.
As I got to the top and made it back in the present there was my cat. I woke
up and she was licking my head. That's not that unusual, she does that when she
wants me to get up and feed her, but that was the 1st time that she rescued me
from being stranded in the past.

  Weird Dream,
  George 

    Try your pizzas without olives.
    
    Hope this helps.
    
    ;-)

    
    PIZZA WITHOUT OLIVES?!  Bite your tongue, man.

    Hey it ain't my problem. I love olives on my pizza but they don't make
    me travel through time, they make George travel through time.
    
    Glenn

  Yeah but lucky thing my cat was there.

  George

    Without, would make Popeye a happy man. yuck yuck yuck

    re; hallucinations... shouldn't that be "avoid the mushrooms?"
    
    Chip

    Yeah, send 'em to me. ;-)

    	I wonder how long dreams really last in real-time.
    
    	I sometimes have these elaborate dreams that last for hours
    	in the story line, and they are formed around a certain sound
    	that runs like a thread through the dream, and then I wake up
    	and the sound is the alarm clock.

    Well, Captain Picard live out his life in a 25 minute dream.
    
    NNTTMHA

    My daweems are soooo weird, I wouldn't even like to try and explain
    what goes on. Most of the time I don't even dream or just can't 
    remember doing it.

    Visions of liver cookies dancing in your head?

    Thinking that you're pulling your bed sheets over your head and then
    discovering they're made of veal?

    AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

    re: .127
    
    If you are really curious, I'll mail you.  I like to keep the general
    masses guessing.  8^)
    
    -steve

    	Great topic, but I have a feeling this will turn into an O.J. topic
    since a witness testified that O.J. told him that he dreamed that he
    killed Nicole.
    
    	Don't know what that has to do with the trial, as there are
    sonethings I dream I did (or do) that I would (or could) not do in real
    life.
    
    ME

    i dreamt OJ wanted to kill me :-)

I've had dreams that Jack Nicholson wanted to kill
me.  In fact, most times when I have a dream with
an especially evil character, Jack Nicholson's the
one.

    -1 heeeeeere's Johnnie!

    
    
    	I had a dream about a huge bagel with cream cheese....I was bummed
    when my alarm went off before I got to eat it!
    
    
    

    I don't see what dreaming about killing someone has to do with 
    anything. I mean in the past, 10 years ago I used to dream about
    killing people all the time, not that I could ever do it in real
    life, but it was just part of a dream.

    Perhaps those are repressed memories and you actually are a murderer.

    he he, I could be.....

    i have very bizarre dreams.  ask debra, she's heard 'em.  not
    really nightmares, just, well, if i published them, someone might
    call mclean's on me :-)

    I had the strangest dream last night, well it was about 6:00am
    I think.
    
    So anyway, I am driving along in my jeep, the one I sold before
    I came to Australiam anyway I'm driving though Sydney and all the
    streets are like empty and there is nobody about. There is this 
    baby in the back seat, which happens to be my baby, however I the
    baby had no mother, not because the mother had gone after the birth
    or anything. the baby just had no mother period. I no I didn't have
    the baby but it was my baby. hello, lost ya y/n..... anyway.
    
    So, all of a sudden I'm like in this really tall, funny shaped
    building, standing in the reception area, which is really small
    with big glass windows. I can see my jeep parked outside, only,
    it's not my jeep, don't ask.... Then all of a sudden I was laying
    down on the floor with my baby laying on his/hers front on my
    chest, and asleep. The I wake up (this is all on the same floor of
    the building) and walk out this door and I'm on this window ledge
    at least 500 stories up !! So, there I am, I can't remember whether
    the baby was with me, and I'm trying to jump onto this moving ledge
    part of the building which is sticking out and moving from side to
    side about 450 stories bellow.
    
    And then I woke up, GUTTED. 

    Will you look at all the mistakes in the last entry, jeeze I 
    just didn't have enough sleep last night........

    hmm, my guess would be, nah, nevermind :-)

    Ifn your thinkin' what I think your thinkin'.... I wish that was 
    true.....

    
    Maybe you just want to be called Loretta.
    

    You'll have to help me with that one.    ??????

It was a cutting remark - does that help?

Chele

    It's Switt not Slitt if that's what your on about.

    
    .153
    
    Martin, that dream is extremely meaningful.  I'll get back to you.

    re .161 
    
    Few, I'm glad about that, I thought someone put LSD in orange juice.
    Anyway, yeah cool, I would love to know what the hell was going on..
    
    I was telling someone about it last night and they said that I should
    write down everything I dream for a month 'cause it tells a story or
    something like that........
    
    Only problem is, that's the first dream I've had for ages, so it's not
    going to be a very long story.
    
    Haven't dreamt since either.....

    A little help for the Python impaired:
    
    "I want to be called Loretta"
    
    "Why do you want to be called Loretta, Stan?"
    
    "I want to have babies"
    
    See Martin, it was relevant.
    
    -b

As in,

"Where's the fetus going to gestate?  In a box?!?!"

    No, there is wine in the box already.  No room for a fetus and besides,
    it would be too young to drink anyway.

>    it would be too young to drink anyway.

	the wine or the baby?

	Brian, are you saying because there is no room, we gotta abort the
fetus'?

    No, no presumption of abortion implied.

  Last nights dream is trying to tell me something but I'm not sure what. 

  I had a dream that I was at a really bad magic show. The magicians all had
Tuxes and they opened by turning empty glasses sidewards. Nothing happened. 

  Then came their big act. They pushed a big glass tank on the stage full of
water but you could clearly see a big shoot behind the glass. They took out
pans and started scooping the water toward themselves as if you were suppose to
think they'd get wet but it was obvious to everyone that the water was going
down the shoot. Then suddenly the water came back up the shoot and into the
tank. 

  The magicians were very disappointed that no one reacted so they did it all
again only this time we had to stand up. Presumably they thought we couldn't
see well enough. Standing up we could actually see the shoot better so it was
more obvious how they did their trick. 

  We were about to have to sit through the trick again when the alarm clock
went off saving me from having to watch a 3rd performance. 

  What does this all mean?
  George

    
    	You need to see better magicians.
    
    
    

    Clearly a reflection of your life experience at Digital. You were in
    fact one of the magicians (or perhaps all of them .. it's hard to say).
    
    In your job, you shovel water against the tide. In other words in your
    subconscious mind, you do the impossible and you know it. So do the
    people you work with (this is why you might be just one of the
    magicians ... depends on how "team oriented" you are as a person).
    
    Even though you do the impossible day after day, no one applauds.
    Translation? No praise, no raises, no trips to the ball game. 
    
    So you do the act again. Nobody applauds. 
    
    The fact that your alarm clock went off and interrupted this horrible
    situation is a blessing. It would go on ad infinitum if you didn't wake
    up.  That's right, your alarm clock ringing is a wakeup call.
    
    W A K E   U P !!!!!
    
    /Intern ... who specializes in psychotherapy and dream interpretation
    on certain days of the week. Today's your lucky day.
    

    You've forgotten the part where he has to do a greater number
    of bad tricks with fewer magicians.
    

    
    It's trying to tell you that you need to learn how to spell "chute"
    8^).
    
    Glasses are vaginas; water is the fluid of the womb.  The fact that the 
    magicians (an aspect of the man's self) were supposed to be getting wet, 
    but weren't, means that you have conflicting emotions.  Are you and
    Patty considering having children?

    <--- Bonjour my little cuteywuttey (are you spewing yet, :*)= )
    
    Did ye ever fink about wot moi dream was going on about ?????

    
      The magicians were the government and the tank is the 96 budget.
    
        bb

    
    Oh, sorry martinluv; I completely blanked out on that one.
    
    Tonight.

>  Well we are a bit beyond that. Patty did just had her 1st grandchild last
>January.

 
  Does the National Enquirer know about this?

 "Patty just had her first grandchild" struck me as being kinda strange
 sounding.




 Jim

"Patty did just had her 1st grandchild" is even stranger sounding.

    
    Do you regret that you & Patty don't have a child?  Sorry, I'm prying.

    
    Hmm.  I won't quit my day job, then 8^).

> We've also got 3 cats. 

Now _that's_ material for the Enquirer.

> I personally have 5 nephews and 1 nice.

Sorry to hear about the other four. We all have our crosses to bear.

    oh jack, i'm dying, really, i am (tm) :-)))))))))))))))))))))))))))

George, reread your original note and pay attention to the spelling.

    There's only one thing worse in the world than being laughed at and
    that's not being laughed at.

    
    Hey, George, howcum you're so cranky lately ?  Are you suffering
    from chronic OJ overload syndrome or sumpin ?  We expect you to
    take outrageous positions and try to hold them agin all comers.
    It's entertaining.
    
    But the sulking and whining about yer victimness - it jest ain't you.
    
      bb

re: .193

>  Ok, those are the rules.
>
>  Fine,

George,
   1) Did you read Gerald's .191?
   2) Did you do as he suggested and go back to reread your .185, paying
      attention to the spelling as he advised? Did you pay specific
      attention to the quote I included in .188?
   3) Sensayuma problem, George?

  I've never been one to pay much attention to spelling.

  As long as you get the gist of what someone is saying, what difference does
it make if a few letters are in the wrong place.

  While running the spell checker I see misspellings in the text of people
who I am quoting all the time but I never bother to point it out. 

  George

So it _is_ a sensayuma problem, then.

Do you see that no one was trying to degrade you, trash you or hate you?

    > I've never been one to pay much attention to spelling.
    
    thereby missing entirely marshall mcluhan's point that the medium is
    the message.  if you're too bloody dumb to spell correctly, who the
    hell is going to bother trying to decipher what you scribble in hopes
    it might bear a kernel of wisdom?

	Inn yer dreemz u dun't knead two woorie bout spellin, BUT IN THE BOX
YOU DO!!!!

	dream snarf barbie!

RE              <<< Note 225.198 by SMURF::BINDER "vitam gustare" >>>

>if you're too bloody dumb to spell correctly, who the
>    hell is going to bother trying to decipher what you scribble in hopes
>    it might bear a kernel of wisdom?

  I don't agree with this point of view. There are different types of thought
and people often good at one are not good at others.

  For example, there are autistic people who can remember a phone book and
spell every name correctly but they literally do not have the common sense to
come out of the rain.

  George

Although I occasionally make a joke based on a misspelling, I'd never refer
to someone who spells poorly as dumb.  There's little connection between
spelling ability and intelligence.  For instance, intelligent dyslexics
spell poorly.

    .201
    
    you don't agree with many points of view that make good sense.  you
    aren't autistic by any chance, are you?
    
    :-)

RE              <<< Note 225.203 by SMURF::BINDER "vitam gustare" >>>

>    you don't agree with many points of view that make good sense.  you
>    aren't autistic by any chance, are you?
    
  I've often made this offer, but show me a list of people who usually vote
democratic who agree with you on this.

  George

    .202
    
    You are correct.  But it has been said that one never has a second
    chance to make a good first impression; and while I have no problems
    with erratic spelling in the box, where clever spelling is often
    thought de rigeur (witness many of my own notes here), it's a fact that
    in the outside world a poor speller is first viewed as someone who
    didn't bother to learn to spell and therefore can probably be assumed
    not to have bothered to learn much else worthy of consideration.  This
    kind of prejudgment, although often wrong, is nonetheless common.  That
    such a person may be learning disabled is generally not apparent on
    first encounter, and on second encounter it may be too late.

    .204
    
    You could start your list with me.

  de rigueur

    .203
    
>    you don't agree with many points of view that make good sense.  you   
>    aren't autistic by any chance, are you?
    
    Spell Check.  That's spelt A-N-Y.  No "M".  

RE              <<< Note 225.205 by SMURF::BINDER "vitam gustare" >>>

>it's a fact that
>    in the outside world a poor speller is first viewed as someone who
>    didn't bother to learn to spell and therefore can probably be assumed
>    not to have bothered to learn much else worthy of consideration.  

  That's what they told me in highschool as well but in my entire life since
graduating from highschool I've never encountered a situation where my spelling
meant anything.

  I've always been able to dismiss people who go only on 1st impression as
a** holes and I've never suffered because of it.

  George

    
    Wow...one good-natured joke by Jack and we end up with a nasty rathole
    a mile deep.  Did the weatherman call for `heaviness' today?  :^)
    

    
    
    Well Dick, I know for myself, spelling is not my stregnth, now number,
    they come fairly easy to me.  
    
    
    Mike

  Which number comes the easiest?

  George

    
    
    .32230239293589258249358240524957204875832782475824758247598475847589348923
    ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
    958742985749857498579824759842759824759824759284759284759824759824759847598
    
    
    
    is usually the easiest

	You beat me to it George!!! :-)

	Hey Mike,


    .32230239293589258249358240524957204875832782475824758247598475847589348923
    ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
    958742985749857498579824759842759824759824759284759284759824759824759847598
    
    
	is my lucky number!!!

RE   <<< Note 225.213 by GRANPA::MWANNEMACHER "NRA member in good standing" >>>

>  .32230239293589258249358240524957204875832782475824758247598475847589348923
>  ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
>  958742985749857498579824759842759824759824759284759284759824759824759847598
    
  That number again!

  Seems like it's popping up all the time.

  George

	Holy cow, Wannemacher's the Rain Man?

    
    
    I told you to get rid of that Pentium chip......
    
    
    
    :*)
    Terrie
    

TTWA:

   I'm still wonderin' if George ever got the joke. 'Tine and I have
   some money riding on this . . . 

:^)

    so jack, who is buying tonight? :-)))))))))
    
    

Not George.
:^)

RE        <<< Note 225.219 by MOLAR::DELBALSO "I (spade) my (dogface)" >>>

>   I'm still wonderin' if George ever got the joke. 'Tine and I have
>   some money riding on this . . . 

  I deleted my notes on this matter without looking for a joke.

  George

 sounds like whoever won the bet should get paid double. ;>

  Ok, I had another dream last night. Here goes. 

  I dreamed that I was on vacation out in Oregon where the giant redwoods grow.
I took an elevator up to the top of one of the larger trees where there were a
few small buildings including a gift shop and an observatory. 

  The decks on the observatory were not in very good shape but I went out and
had a look anyway. I tried to look down the trunk but because the tree got
wider as it went down it was hard to see. I leaned way out to get a better look
but still couldn't see the bottom of the tree so I went back inside the
building. 

  I walked back out one more time and as I did, a head popped up over the
railing. Someone had climbed up the tree which seemed next to impossible since
the trunk was so wide. I pulled him over the railing and said he should come
inside but he said he had to wait because his friends were coming up. Then 7 or
8 more people came pouring over the railing. 

  I went across the top of the tree to the gift ship and an older woman talked
me into buying a glass ornament for one thirty. I agreed thinking it was $1.30
but then I found out it was $130 and I was really upset since it obviously
wasn't that valuable. 

  Since I had already agreed to the purchase I had to come up with the money
but I didn't have enough cash so I pulled out a Visa card that draws money
directly from my checking account. I was worried that my rent check might
bounce but I decided I had no choice and would transfer the money when I got
back home. 

  That's about the time Leslie Abramson showed up. I can't remember why she was
there but she got into an argument with the older woman in the store. Suddenly
all the guys who had climbed the tree came pouring into the gift shop. They
were being lead by a guide on some sort of tour. They wanted to take my picture
along with the woman who sold me the glass ornament for $130 but we all had to
wait while she argued with Leslie Abramson. 

  Then I woke up. What does this all mean? 

  George 

  .224  I'd say you're a detail-oriented person who likes
	closure or resolution.  

	No charge.  Even if I'm right. ;>

    Here's a bizzare one. No analysis necessary... I know I'm
    whacked TYVM... :-)
    
    Anyway, I took the kiddies to Disneyworld back in early
    December. Well, this dream was my return visit. Except,
    I was alone (which doesn't surprise me considering other
    events in my life right now). Also, for some reason, I
    was doing something music-related as Disney... and had
    my _entire_ guitar and bass collection along (28 instruments,
    all told). Why? I dunno. I never travel with more than
    2 or 3.
    
    But the real silly part was that Disney was completely
    different. Everything in the park had a different corporate
    sponsor. Dunkin' Donuts had a ride. The bridge in Epcot
    was brought to you by Annheiser Bush. One interesting
    twist was on the "Tower Of Terror"... in which basically
    the entire building went up... at high speed. Kodak was
    the sponsor for that one.
    
    I couldn't find my hotel room and kept ending up in some
    restaurant lugging all my instruments around... looking
    on all this other stuff from the restaurant's window...
    
    -b

	Gee, at least we will know where all the cops are at..... the DUNKIN
DONUTS ride!!!!! 

	And Brian, I agree... there is something wrong with you. I mean, you
couldn't put your instruments down and enjoy your dream???? 

>      That's what they told me in high school as well but in my entire life
>    since graduating from high school I've never encountered a situation
>    where my spelling meant anything.
    
    Boy o' boy, is that a staight line, or what?  
    

  Straight line or no, I've never had a job where spelling was important. I've
been working as a software engineer for 25 years and I've been teaching
software at B.U. for over 10 and at least 95% of the flack I've received about
spelling has come from SOAPBOX and another 4% from SPORTS. 

  George

   flak

    
    And the other 1%...?

    .229
    
    Spelling not important in software?  Try coding a C program with a
    couple of stricts in it, and tell me your compiler likes it.

    main
    {
        int    strict;
        int    onion;
    
        onion = strict = 0;
    
    }

  Or how about

  main ()
    {
    printf ("strict strict strict strict strict \n");
    }

  George

    Aren't you the clever evader.

  Seriously, no it does not matter if you type strict instead of struct. You
simply run the compiler, it points out your error, you fixe it and on to the
next one. If you've typed it a hundred times it's still one edt command to
fix them all.

  Spelling just doesn't matter in real life.

  George

                     <<< Note 225.236 by HELIX::MAIEWSKI >>>

| Spelling just doesn't matter in real life.

	Well, we are in the dreams topic.... so does it matter here???

... rat hole.

  The "your an idiot because you can't spell" argument pops up from time to
time in many strange places.

  George

I don't think anyone is presuming to call you an idiot because of
spelling errors, George.

    
    Hell no George, that's the least of it! :-)
    

| <<< Note 225.238 by HELIX::MAIEWSKI >>>


| The "your an idiot because you can't spell" argument pops up from time to
| time in many strange places.

	You're an idiot because you can't spell does make for strange
bedfellows.

    .236
    
    > Spelling just doesn't matter in real life.
    
    A:  I don't think OJ did it.
    
    B.  Your right.
    
    Did B mean that A is correct, or did B mean that it's A's right to
    believe OJ didn't do it.
    
    Spelling DOES matter in real life, George.

    If you spelling is poor, then you have to go to bed with strange men?

    Who makes up these rules, the Ministry of Sweaty Masturbatory Fantasies?

RE              <<< Note 225.242 by SMURF::BINDER "vitam gustare" >>>

>    Spelling DOES matter in real life, George.

  No it doesn't. It's just like the "strict" v. "struct" issue, in those
odd cases where there is confusion you just ask again and it gets cleared
up.

  George

	Spelling _can_ matter, George.  For instance, there are people
	to whom I would not feel comfortable giving an important coding
	job because I know they can't spell to save their lives.  That
	lack of attention to detail is indicative of a mindset that is
	just not desirable under some circumstances.

| <<< Note 225.242 by SMURF::BINDER "vitam gustare" >>>

| B.  Your right.

| Did B mean that A is correct, or did B mean that it's A's right to
| believe OJ didn't do it.

	B could mean OJ's right side. And seeing there was no capital R, we can
safely assume that OJ isn't part of the Right.

| Spelling DOES matter in real life, George.

	Its make's live's eas'ier in note's 

| <<< Note 225.243 by POLAR::RICHARDSON "bouncy bouncy" >>>


| If you spelling is poor, then you have to go to bed with strange men?

	There are days then that I must go to bed with a lot of strange men...
and here I thought it had to do wif my looks, my charm, my personality.... not
my spellin.....

| Who makes up these rules, the Ministry of Sweaty Masturbatory Fantasies?

	Ahhhhhh...... yes, the Catholic priests......

    
    I dreamed last night that I was a kid again hanging out on a suburban
    neighborhood street.  All around were people-sized ice cream cones with
    stick legs and stick arms walking down the sidewalks, singing happy
    songs and saying "hello" to everyone they passed.  They liked walking
    with one leg stepping on the sidewalk and the other stepping on the
    road.
    
    jeff

	Jeff.... what did you eat last night???? :-)  I want what he's having!
BTW, did you see Joanne in your dreams?????

    Awww, that's too easy Jeff... you're just upset because they started
    weighing the ice cream cones in the cafeteria, and are remembering the
    good ol' days (last week) when people were walking around with 18" tall
    cones that cost 30 cents.
    
    You wouldn't have been one of those people, would you?
    
    And re: Georges' spelling.  For some careers, spelling doesn't matter. 
    For some it matters a lot.  So leave him alone about the spelling.

    I had a dream last night that I actually remembered.  It goes something
    like this (no intro, this is all I remember)...
    
    I was standing on the porch of some house with my Dad watching
    at the funky weather.  The rain was flying by right to left in straight
    lines (it was windy, though that didn't seem to affect either of us)
    nearly horizontal to the ground.  All of a sudden, the rain changed
    direction.  Now it's blowing left to right in the same manner it was
    previously.
    
    We both look up at the clouds during this, where we see one huge, dark
    cloud mass coming from the left and one from the right.  They hit head
    on creating the mother of all tornadoes not too far from the house
    (FWIW, I had never seen this house before), which we watched form and
    begin heading in our direction.
    
    We run down the stairs to take cover (which for some odd reason put us
    at ground level...which was where we started, though now we were
    inside).  We watched the huge tornado head out way through the window,
    I was looking for something to hide under, but all I could do was get
    down next to the couch and cover my head (I did find some mats to put
    over my bare legs- I was in shorts- in hopes of keeping the inevitable
    glass off them).  
    
    The tornado silently (yes silently) rolled through, taking out half the
    house (without making noise) but leaving the room we were in intact.
    We get up, look at the damage, and notice that the house is reduced to
    the frame, except for the room we were in. 
    
    We discussed this briefly (before I woke up), Dad said we were really
    lucky.  I was amazed that he thought it was only luck and not an act of
    God that saved us.  Seemed fairly obvious to me.
    
    Very strange.  At least it was in black and white...I had a very weird
    dream with a strage bit of color a while back, regarding a different
    disaster of a much grander scale.
    
    
    -steve                                        

	.251  one question - was Margaret Hamilton in this dream
	at any time?

    No.

 G'night everybody...sweet dreams ;-)

    I had this dream the other day that I was desperately in need of some
    money but none of the ATMs would work and I couldn't get any.... This 
    is quite strange, because the other day I was very, very skint! Didn't
    have any money. 's funny that I should have a dream too !

    Whats a "skint"?

    skint = impecunious
    

    
    Dream money = time and energy.

    I had a dream last night that went beyond weird.  So much so that I
    can't share it with you.  Senseless dreams are hard to describe, and
    this one was a real doosey.
    
    It was a cartoon-like dream, though, that much I can write down.  Never
    had a cartoon-like dream.  Strange characters, solid colors,
    road-runner-like background.  Weird.  Just plain weird.
    
    -steve

    
    The "setting" of a dream is an indication of your overall mood. 

    
    I had a really creepy dream the other night...that I was looking out
    the peephole of my apartment door into the hallway outside, in the 
    middle of the night, and there was an eye staring back at me.
    

    uh oh... You've had it ! One of my mates had the same dream, the next
    day we found him... well I shouldn't say in this kind of conference. 
    :*)

    This is one I probably shouldn't advertise, but the last note
    I read under "song lyrics" made me think of it...

    Last night, I dreamt I went to see a concert. The band had a
    bass player who played an electric standup bass. He was an
    awesome player. But he also wore no pants and had a huge
    penis; probably 10" long and with the girth of my forearm.

    Even considering my own bass-playing ability, not to mention
    sizable talent in other areas, I remember feeling very
    inadequate.

    Oh well.

    -b

	bri, _you_ had a dream about a penis??
	how very surprising.  stupifying even.

    where were you seated at this concert?   :-)

    
    I wouldn't fret

Was it a standup performance?

    
    Yer right Bri, you prolly shouldn't've mentioned it.....

    
   >	bri, _you_ had a dream about a penis??
   >	how very surprising.  stupifying even.

    Oh, cut it out! :-)
    
    I'll tell you the joke my wife told me the other day:
    
    Q: What's the difference between a man and a moman?
    
    A: A man thinks about sex every 15 minutes, a woman
       thinks about it constantly.
    
    -b

    
    
    Quit dreaming about me, bri.....

    > bri, _you_ had a dream about a penis??
    
    				- Lady Di
    
    > Quit dreaming about me, bri.....
    
    				- Mike W.
    
    Mike, are you sure you don't want to rephrase that remark...?

    
    Lady Di zoomed in on the penis (ooh-er), your dream was about a guy
    with a rather hefty shvonce.  And the reason why my old flames
    nicknamed be stubby has to do with my shaving habits and nothing
    else....  

    I think we are erecting too many stories here...

    Can't handle it, Steve?

    Oh by the way, the previously mentioned bass player's dimensions
    were with regard to "normal state", as opposed to "excited
    state" such as when one encounters a box babe. I figured this
    was an extremely important distinction, so I dropped everything
    else I was doing and rushed on over here to post a clarification.
    I mean, such dimensions are perfectly normal among excited
    bass players... really.
    
    -b

	Brian, I knew you would come around.... ;-)

    
    I want to be called "Loretta". I want to have babies.
    
    -b

I support Brian wanting to have babies too.

I think he'd have to have a c-section.

    .281
    
    I think, given his desire to have babies, that Imprudence might be
    more appropriate.

    >	Shall I point you to some interesting labor stories in
    >	PARENTING ?  I'm sure you'll change your mind right quick.
    
    I was there when my daughter Jennifer was born, by C-section.
    I was sitting there looking at the inside of my wife's abdomen
    and discussing with the Ob/Gyn which kind of wood I thought
    sanded better; cherry or maple. My wife found no irony in
    the situation that we were having a nice guy talk while
    staring at her innards. Wimmins. No sensayuma.
    
    She also didn't appreciate the humor in my observation that
    the RN in the nursery had huge baps.
    
    -b

If'n C-sections are so bad, why not study harder and try for a B-section?

TTom

    
    
    
    Aaahhh, if men could have babies then we wouldn't hear all this whinin
    about how tough it is.
    
    
    

    
    
    JUST TEASING, Jeesh.......

    
    No, cuz the population woulda died out eons ago 8^).

    
    If men could have babies, no doubt we would have made it a
    sporting event and sold tickets.
    
    -b

    Two good descriptions of giving birth:
    
    "Try passing a bowling ball." - Carol Burnett, I think
    
    "Take your bottom lip, and pull it over your head." - Bill Cosby

    hey!
    
    i have 1" hoops and long, teased hair....
    
    
    what are you trying to say??????
    
    

    
    Er, maybe she's trying to say I'm a box babe! :-) :-)
    
    -b

    
    
    bo boob is more like it......

    RE: .296

    If'n ya knew me, you'd know the name "Prudence" ain't exactly
    apropos! :-)

    -b

    .297
    
    See .283.

    
    Whoops. But I think it applies to more than my desire to
    have babies. Much, much more...
    
    -b

    > bo boob is more like it......
    
    Are you saying that I'm a ti... er, breast, man? :-)
    
    -b

| <<< Note 225.281 by CNTROL::JENNISON "Revive us, Oh Lord" >>>


| Shall I point you to some interesting labor stories in PARENTING? I'm sure 
| you'll change your mind right quick.


	Karen, this would be very good for Brian.... trust me.... :-)

    I think Brian mistyped himself...  he prolly meant he wants to have
    BABES.
    
    jmho, evidence to the contrary (hoops & curls) notwithstanding...
    

    > I think Brian mistyped himself...  he prolly meant he wants to have
    > BABES.
    
    	Yes, plural is preferred! :-)
    
    > jmho, evidence to the contrary (hoops & curls) notwithstanding...
    
    	No curls, just slightly longer than shoulder-length hair
    	with the top cut short, spiked and/or teased.
    
    	And I just discovered that I lost the OTHER frackin'
    	hoop. Now I'm really bumming!!!!
      
    -b

Brian, there's a sure way to hold on to those earrings.  Get your nose pierced,
and run a chain from the nose ring to the earring.  Just don't stand near a
near-sighted person on the bus.

    
    
    
    Hey Mike!  Are you out there???  :*)
    
    
    I had a dream tuesday night.......  heeheehee
    
    
    
    Terrie
    

    
    <------
    
    Still on that caffeine high I see....
    
    :)
    

    
    
    Why yes, Andy, I am. (See, I remembered! No &y!) :*)
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    Terrie
    

>    Why yes, Andy, I am. (See, I remembered! No &y!) :*)
 
        I'm hurt!!
        
        &y (not a Krawiecki Twin) ;*)
        

    
    
    
    No, No, &y!  You misunderstood!  I called Andy &y tuesday 
    by accident!  I was just showing him that I hadn't done it
    again!  
    
    
    I'm sorry!  There's always got to be an &y!!
    
    
    :*)
    Terrie
    

    
    {guffaw}

    
    
    TELL ME MORE, MISS TERRIE.........

    
    
    {BLUSH!}
    
    I can't Mike...
    
    
    
    
    :*)
    Terrie
    

    Haven't dreamt for a long time. No wierd and wonderful things thank
    goodness. It drives me nuts when I have one of those stange dreams
    with wierd things happening in them.

    FWIW
    
    A few years ago my wife was having terrible nightmares that were waking
    every night. I spoke to a psychologist friend of ours who explained
    that dreaming is the thinking process in reverse. Dreaming is the
    mind's garbage disposal. Dreams help purge the mind of clutter and
    meaningless data absorbed while awake.
    
    Makes some sense I think.
    
    ...Tom

    
    Lynn dreamt I left her the other nite.
    Since then she's been particularly nice to me.
    Hope it's a recurring dream.

    
    A bit Freudian, but the principle is sound.  I think that dreaming is
    part of the learning process, where information gets discarded or
    learned in accordance with its relative importance to the learner.
    
    The biological basis of memory may be that learning is first done by
    creating long-chain molecules as short-term and medium term memory
    (cache to ram). These are replaced by neural networks if the
    information is very important.  (Ram to Rom, if you like.)  This is a
    continuous process, but during the night and particularly during REM
    sleep, we somehow become conscious of random bits of information which
    the cortex tries to interpret as incoming data.
    
    Recurring dreams or nightmares may be the result of interference
    in the process as a result of high stress - maybe by laying down
    an incorrect neural network.
    
    Colin
    

    I had a girlfriend that dreamed that I left her.
    
    It was hell, 'cause she got scared and I got blamed for it.
    
    Wouldn't wish it on anyone.
                                      

>    It was hell, 'cause she got scared and I got blamed for it.

Can we all blame you for hell, too?

TTom

    
    
    So, did you break up with her?  She must be psychic! :*)
    

    Nah, she left me for some guy from Wyoming. Poor him.
    
    (I used to be from Wyoming, but in this case, it was someone else.)

    Are you Cheyenne naive?

    Lander transplant.

    
    sounds painful

    Nah, I'd already had the Virginia removed earlier.

    
    A virginiaectomy?
       
    Ouch.

    
    > A virginiaectomy?
    
    First time I read it, I thought it said
    "A virginectomy"
    
     Dan

    
    
    
    Glad I wasn't the only one Dan.  :}
    

    
    I'd hate to have _my_ Virginia removed.
    

    
    
    
    YEOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Mz. Deb!  I'm shocked!
    Truely SHOCKED!   :*)
    
    
    
    
    BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
    
    
    Terrie
    :*)
    

    It's okay, there IS a Sanity Clause.

    Of course, I lost my Virginia in Florida.

    Weird things have ben happening in m dreams /semi-conscious state.
    
    Some of it has happened before but it's getting more and more common. I
    am laying in bed and I here noises and I think it's my Dad or my
    brother. I keep thinking I'm back home in my parents house. It's not 
    very nice... The other day I woke up (same as back in March), thinking
    I was in bed at home (England) and suddenly realising I was somewhere
    else, but didn't know where for about 10 seconds. It's scary !!!
    
    I did have a good dream the other night !! I just wish it would come
    true !!!

re .333,

that happens to me a lot too, but I've learned to ignore it now.  What's
really tedious is just on the verge of waking up I think I can hear the
telephone or doorbell ringing (my imagination does a pretty good imitation
of the sound), but fortunately I've learned to ignore that too.

Chris.

    
    So that's why you haven't been answering your phone..... I've been
    wondering!  :-)
    

    
    
    For three nights in a row I have dreamed about someone
    stealing my hairbrush, and returning it cleaned and sterilized..
    
    
    
    
    Terie
    

    
    Must be a chinese hairbrush.

	Martin..... ya gotta cut down on your drinking..... :-)

>    So that's why you haven't been answering your phone..... I've been
>    wondering!  :-)
    
nah, that's just 'coz I'm an antisocial git!

Chris.

    
    i had one not that long ago where in my dream, my alarm went off, i
    thought i was awake and no matter what i did, i couldn't turn it
    off...i unplugged it, i threw it across the room...then i eventually 
    really woke up.  it was strange, cause i almost never sleep thru the 
    alarm for even a minute...
    
    
    
    

    I'm not sure if I already posted this.... anyway:
    
    I often dream that my alarm didn't go off on time and I jump out of bed
    and then just as I get to the bathroom I turn around and then I wake up
    in bed staring at the alarm clock and I've still got half hour in bed.
    
    When this happens the whole process is always the same or very similar.
    It's most strange... but then so am I!

<----- I hate when that happens


       Steve

    
    Oh boy... this one was a dilly.

    First, I'm at a bowling alley. Except, then it's not a bowling
    alley, it's a strip club. But then a whole bunch of woman are
    watching the strippers and I realize that it's a stripping
    lesbian bowling alley. Then I run out of money, so I leave
    the club to look for an ATM machine... and then I'm at the
    mall. So, it's a stripping lesbian bowling alley in a mall.
    I ask some woman if she knows where there's an ATM machine,
    and we get into this longwinded discussion, during which I
    end up in a wheel chair... with a broken foot. So, the dream
    ends up with me being pushed to the ATM machine by a gabby
    woman so I can get more money to go back and watch the stripping
    lesbians at the bowling alley in the mall.

    If this means anything, frankly, I'd rather not know...

    -b

    brian, the meaning is obvious.  you're a lesbian.

    
    Well, or A Bowling Machine.
    

	Brian is a lesbian???? DOH!

       re bowling:
       
       Was it big balls or small balls?

    Briana Markey, Queen of the Alley.

    
    .347
    
    Big. Of course.
    
    -b

    
    > Well, or A Bowling Machine.
    
    Now I've done it. I'll never get Mz. Deb to date me now...
    
    -b

    
      -b : The way I interpret it, there is nothing to be afraid of
          unless the alleys had those overhead videos suggesting how
          you should attempt to make that spare, in which case you're
          more or less a wacko...  The taboo women, the exercise, the
          money problem, the debility - it all represents a fear of
          aging.
    
           Don't worry, we have great checker games down at the home...
    
      bb

    Oh Debra, when you date somebody, do you cut off an arm and count the
    rings?

    
    No real need to cut off the arm to count the rings; I just 
    grab the hand 8^).
    
    
    

    Hmmmmm.
    
    What is your opinion on carbon 14 dating?

       > What is your opinion on carbon 14 dating?
       
       I've never known La Deb to date anyone under 16.

    
    At least she doesn't use the bobbit treatment to count the rings....

    re: Note 225.343 by MPGS::MARKEY
    
    Happened to me once.  Scarey.  I don't really remember it though.
    Someone told me about it.

    
>       -b : The way I interpret it, there is nothing to be afraid of
>           unless the alleys had those overhead videos suggesting how
>           you should attempt to make that spare, in which case you're
>           more or less a wacko...  The taboo women, the exercise, the
>           money problem, the debility - it all represents a fear of
>           aging.
>     
>            Don't worry, we have great checker games down at the home...
>            ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
>       bb                        |
                                  |
    And this is from the Green Day fan  ;-)
    

	Tuesday night I woke up cuz of the dream I had. Seems that I walked
into my parents house, and my mother was sitting at the kitchen table having a
stroke. I picked up the phone, but it was dead. I ran over to the neighbors
house to get one of them to help (one is an emt) and to call for an ambulance.
From inside their house I observed my mother walking around the house like
nothing was wrong.

	Wednesday night I woke up cuz the dream I had. My mom had had her
surgery, and was over at my house. Not where I was living now, but where I used
to live in Hudson. She was leaving, in her night gown, with a man who was
abusive. Not my father, but with some other guy. He was in his 20's. 

	Very weird dreams.....very weird indeed.....now what the hell to they
mean?


Glen

    Glen,
    
    I think it means you shouldn't sleep anymore. Drink coffee by the keg
    from now on, and these troubling dreams should end. ;-)

	You know, I did quit drinking coffee this week...and the dreams
happened....guess it was a bad week to quit coffee! Of course Tuesday I did
find out when my mom goes in for her surgery.....gee, I wonder if that could
have....nah! :-)

	I was out sick yesterday, and when I explained everything to the doc he
asked me if I stopped drinking coffee cold turkey. I said yeah, and he told me
to start drinking it again. He said I need to slowly cut back...... 

    
    	"I sure picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue."
    

 "Looks like I picked the wrong week to stop taking amphetimines"

    
      Maybe your dream means that you and your mom have something in
    common?

    
    	Wild guess, but I'd have to say it's something genetic.
    

    "Gee, you look just like Kareem Adjul Jabar (sp)..."
    
    "Bobby, have you ever seen a man naked..."
    
    You people made me laugh. One of my favorite movies

    
    >>"Gee, you look just like Kareem Adjul Jabar (sp)..."
    
    That's spelled "Lew Alcindor".  
    
    hth ;^).
    
    
    

 "Johnny, how about some more coffee"


 "No thanks"

    
    	"Johnny, what do you make of this?"
    
    	"I can make a hat, I can make a plane, I can make a pteradactyl."
    
    
    
    	"Have you ever been to a Turkish prison?"
    

    "and don't call me Shirley..."

 Captain, how long til you can land this plane?



 I can't tell


 You can tell me, I'm a doctor..


 Well, about 2 hours..


 2 hours til you can tell me, or 2 hours til you can land

    More coffee warden?

    no, no, it's 
    
    "have you ever seen a grown man naked?"   
    
    nnttm  8^)

    
    We know that Bonnie hasn't, but she's read about it in books 8^).
    
    

    
    <----  and she's sure she'll know what to do, once the time comes.

    i had the strangest dream the other night...this huge
    locomotive was charging through a tunnel...

    
    Hey, I thought I was the one who was supposed to dream that
    stuff...
    
    -b

    sexist swine!

    
    I'll be your choo choo, I'll be your man...
    
    -b

    
    	RE: Bonnie
    
    	The real question, though, is why did it seem to reverse direct-
    	ion constantly?
    

    shawn, just whose dream are we talking about?

    
    	Sorry, got carried away.
    

you should....anyway...;-)

    Had a doozey the other night.
    
    I was in a classroom, and we were waiting to watch a video and I
    remoarked to another student something along the lines. "....and I'll
    probably get a visit from Morley Safer!"  No sooner did these words
    come out, guess who shows up at the door looking for you know who?  He
    was a lawyer though, not a 60 Minutes commentator.  We had harsh words,
    he indicated he would be in touch.  I screamed at him for being a scum
    sucking snake.  He laughed because he knew he had gotten to me.  Then I 
    woke up.  Eesh, what a way to start the day.  
    
    
    

    
    
    Hmmmmm.... did you call someone a "Polack" lately??????
    
    
    
    
    
    
     :) :) :)
    

    
    I dreamed last night that Reynolds Wrap had a competitor who was
    advertising their product as "no-calorie foil", much to the chagrin of
    the Reynolds Wrap people.
    
    

    That's what happens when you drink egg nog after eleven...oh that is
    right you luv Buttermilk!
    
    
    Yuk!

    
    Oh, !Roger!  What a time to remind me of buttermilk, when it's 11:15
    and the Victory is long closed.
    
    {fidget}
    
    

	Reynolds wrap... hey.... that could be a topic..... coming to a
thea-ter near you!

                    http://www.rmc.com/divs/consumer.html

    Bwahaha! Say hello to Betty and Pat.

	I REALLY need to turn the tv off when I go to bed, as my dreams lately
have been really weird. Last night I had one of those dreams. In my dream was
our lovely !Joan Collins, and his wife Karen. Oh yeah, and the cast of Cheers.
DOH! Seems !Joan had a store up in Canada where he sold things of convience. He
also had a store in MA. He would visit both stores at will. Travel did not seem
to be a problem. Seems Karen was jealous of Rebecca, who just happened to be
trying to imitate Karen. Our lovely !Joan had many headaches with this. Sam was
no help either. I seemed to only be in the MA part of the dream. I guess my
travel was harder to do. :-) But this dream is very very weird, and I'm
wondering if Cheers is on anytime after midnight?


Glen

    
     >Travel did not seem to be a problem.
    
    Well, Karen *is* a travel agent...
    

	Hey.... I did not know that! And to think you had headaches in real
life too. Maybe I'm one of those p-sike-ick peoples. :-)

    
    	Glen, I'd say you're closer to "sick-ick".
    
    	8^)
    

	Call Dionne Warwick! Oh wait... she already is expecting the call.

    Woke up about 5AM this morning, the alarm is set for 5:30, I spent a
    few minutes watching the clock, then must have dosed off, the next
    thing I know, it is day and I am standing in the kitchen, Syd (my
    husband) is standing at the window, "There's that bird again" he say's,
    I look out and see this Eagle, swoop down and grab a cat off the deck,
    Syd bangs on the window so hard it shatters, the Eagle drops the cat,
    which dives under the deck for cover and the eagle flies away, then I 
    wake up.
    
    Got up this morning and find a plant on the floor in the dining room,
    the kitten must have been on one of his exercise routines again this
    morning.
    
    joan
    
    

    
    The eagle represents the spiritual; the cat represents pressures you
    may be unable to handle, perhaps unconscious ones.  Breaking the window
    represents a desire to avoid what's happening, not to "see".
    
    Then again, sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
    

    Thank's Deb,
    
    I knew I could rely on you -')
    
    
    joan
    

    The eagle represents the United States. The cat represents the threat
    to the nation, that is to say, the Democrats. Breaking the window
    represents your desire to rid yourself of the pane that the present
    administration has become.

    Then again, sometimes and election is just an election.

    Thanks Glenn,
    
    But I live here, why would I want to get rid of a party we don't have.
    
    I think you have spent too much time below the border :') eh
    
    joan

    I'm using imagery that the majority of the box rabble can understand.

    The eagle represents strength and wisdom.  The cat represents sneaking
    and connivery.  The breaking of the window represents your deep desire
    not to allow someone else to raise you above the normal asinine level
    of discourse in the box.
    
    Then again, sometimes a cat is just a cat.

    The eagle represents flight.  The cat represents balance and
    "grounding".  The breaking of the window represents your
    anxiety about being taken off balance by flighty words of ungrounded
    wisdom from the soapbox penut gallery of "dream interpreters".
    
    Then again, sometimes a cat is just a nice domestic dinner for a bird
    of prey.
    
    
    -steve

    Now that's the silliest thing I've ever heard.

    
    Are you all making fun of me?
    

    As far as you know.

    I like mz_deb's interpretation better.

    Dick's was slightly Topazian.

    I think the Super Bowl hype is getting to me - I had a very realistic
    dream last night where Troy Aitkman was playing an amazing first
    quarter until he suffered his (?)th concussion and was immediately
    taken to hospital.  It was weird, the dream was kind of on instant
    rewind and kept playing over and over to the point where the ambulance
    whisks Troy out of the stadium.  Do you think I'm pyschic?

    Don't do it Troy!!!! Stay AWAY!!!!!

    "Is jes' a freaking dream fer crissakes..."
    
    (Freud)

    The eagle represents the New Deal or the Federal government.  The cat
    represents Mrs. Dougherty, a cute but useless animal who does nothing
    but sit around and lick its paws.  The flight and dropping of Mrs.
    Dougherty represents the failure of the new deal and how the eagle
    simply cannot support the weight of Mrs. Dougherty.
    
    Then again it could have been Mrs. Pasquantonio. 

> Mrs. Pasquantonio. 

Now _I'll_ be getting a lawyer.

| <<< Note 225.410 by TROOA::BUTKOVICH "I come in peace" >>>


| I think the Super Bowl hype is getting to me - I had a very realistic
| dream last night where Troy Aitkman was playing an amazing first
| quarter until he suffered his (?)th concussion and was immediately
| taken to hospital.  It was weird, the dream was kind of on instant
| rewind and kept playing over and over to the point where the ambulance
| whisks Troy out of the stadium.  Do you think I'm pyschic?

	No, you were just watching ABC in your head.... how many times did they
rerun Joe Theisman's leg getting broken????? 

    
    RE: .414
    
    >Now _I'll_ be getting a lawyer.
    
    
    Jack,
    
     I'll e-mail the information on how to contact my lawyer... 
    
    
    nnttm...
    

    
    I had a dream last night that I was being attacked by a crowd of wild
    watermelon's???? what do you suppose it means??
    

    
    	It mean's you lead a seady life.
    

    You're out of your gourd?

The watermelons were trying to get away from the cat-attacking eagle
in Joan's dream.

    It means you hate your mother.
    
    When in doubt, all dreams mean you hate your mother.

    Mark, the watermelons represent your obvious preoccupation with
    bosoms.

    
    (^)(^)
    
    

    It means you are not getting enough fruit in your diet.

    
    .423
    
    (^) (^)
    
    nah deb, those are too small to belong to you.

           
         (     )           (     )
       (         )       (         )
     (      ^      )   (      ^      )
    (      / \      ) (      / \      )
    (               ) (               )
    (               ) (               )
     (             )   (             )
       (         )       (         )
         (     )           (     )
           
    

Oh dear.

    
    	Oh baby!!
    

    I had a dream the other night, a really odd one (and it should prove
    interesting/amusing to see the box 'dream interpreters' interpret it 8^) ).
    
    I was in a white van with someone.  We were talking about these nifty
    fully automatic rifles.  We were on our way to a cavern complex to
    exterminate giant spiders (really giant, like 15-20' long spiders that
    eat people).  The last group to go didn't all make it back.  It was
    then that I realized I only had three clips of ammo (and that I was one
    of the lucky ones who made it back from the first raid).  I could go
    through those in mere seconds, so I was looking for more ammo.
    
    A gun from a previous battle with the spiders was there, and it was not
    in good shape.  Seems it was defective, the barrel was cracked in
    several places...and just when I was commenting on how great these
    weapons were.
    
    I woke up as we were on our way to the caverns.  Memories of dark caves
    and spiders fresh in my head.
    
    Dreams are weird, but can be rather humorous at times.  8^)

    
    > Note 225.426 by POWDML::HANGGELI "Little Chamber of Tear-Off Bottoms"
    
    Debs,
    
    you look a little cold to me!!!!
    
    POL.

    
    I'd guess that Mark recently read/saw "The Langoliers" and Steve read/saw
    "It".

    Sometimes a rifle is just a rifle. But in this case, you're obviously
    feeling sexually inadequate and unlike the previous success, you are
    feeling vulnerable and unprepared to face the women who will no doubt
    destroy your ego.
    
    The dark cave represents going back to your mother's womb which is a
    place of safety as you know that at least one woman, your mother,
    still loves you and will protect you.

    
    Thanks, Sigmund.

    re: .433
    
    Pretty good, but I think you forgot who you were analysing.  8^) 

    Oh! You are _so_ correct!
    
    The clips represent your reproductive ability. The friends who have
    perished represent the ones you know who have had the operation.

	Deb.... words can't describe those..... those.... bodices ta ta's...

    
    Obviously not.
    

    
    	Not those words, anyways.
    

    i think he was trying for "bodacious ta tas"

    Nah, Glen has given up on that sort of thing.

	errr....well... I WAS trying to say that... guess I blocked it out
pretty good, huh?

    well, there's a pickle and sausage conversation going on
    somewhere...

    Yes. It's a pretty messed up world ain't it?

    I think some of the 'box denziens have a sex-talk fetish...

    
    
    
                       Really????????????????
    
    

    Well, at least we don't dream filthy sexual dreams like you do, Steve!

    
    <---- Oph might not share that sentiment, Glenn.

    have you ever flown in a dream?  it's really quite 
    extraordinary.  i remember looking down and seeing
    the earth scroll by in little multi-colored squares.

	And then you woke up, and your patchwork quilt had

	fallen onto the floor...

    ..... then it was Belgian Burger time again.

    flying does work up your appetite...

    last night I dreamt of scuba diving (felt like all night, was probably
    only 5 minutes) and this morning I woke up exhausted.  I think it's
    because I'm experiencing nervous anticipation of a possible dive at the
    end of Feb.  It's been 5 years since I was certified and I haven't been
    since, but am looking forward to it.

    last night I dreamt I was smothering. 
    
    I woke up.
    
    there was a dog standing on my chest.
    
    does this have any significance in the dream-interpretation world?
    

    Next time your wife kicks you out of the house, don't fall asleep on a
    park bench?

    > Next time your wife kicks you out of the house, don't fall asleep on
    > a park bench?
    
    
    I wondered why I woke up with green slats on my face this morning;
    turned out it was a "wet paint" sign on the bench that I fell asleep
    on...
    
    

    
    
        >> Next time your wife kicks you out of the house, don't fall asleep
    	>> on a park bench?
    
    
        >I wondered why I woke up with green slats on my face this morning;
        >turned out it was a "wet paint" sign on the bench that I fell asleep
        on...
    
    	Yeah, well the way things are going for me, keep that bench
    	warm.

 I had a heck of a time sleeping last night, and when I did doze off briefly,
 the dreams I had made me think that every illegal substance I ever ingested
 during my wild and misspent yoot had come back to haunt me.



Jim

    Too bad you didn't dream what I did last night...talking to Deb and
    all!

    >  Too bad you didn't dream what I did last night...talking to Deb and
    >  all!
    
    talk is cheap. it's the ACTION that counts!
    

    I keep dreaming of being at work, which I guess isn't too strange.
    The weird part is that the dreams are much more interesting and/or
    bizarre than what I actually do here, so as a result daytimes tend
    to be doubly dull.  :-)
    
    In the latest installment, I went to the caf (why, I don't know,
    since I don't go there in "real life"), plugged a laptop (which
    I don't have) into the table, and discovered that I was late for a
    meeting (a variation on the "late for the final exam" dream type).
    
    Then I looked at the people across the table, and instead of sitting
    in their chairs, the whole row was sitting on the table, as if there
    were something under the table on their side preventing them from
    sitting.  I walked to one end and ducked underneath to see what was
    there... an entire row of people kneeling under the table, praying
    fervently.  :-)  Including some guest clergy who were apparently
    running the proceedings.
    
    Then I drove home and told my wife that I should've come home for
    lunch instead.  :-)
    
    Chris

    
    
    	Chris,
    
    	Might I suggest that you speak to Steve about a long overdue
    	vacation?  =)
    
    	- J
    

    Ha, I'm just back from one (a long overdue vacation, that is).
    Maybe that's the problem?  I keep mixing up work and Disneyworld
    in my dreams.
    
    Of course, Digital has more in common with Fantasyland than anything
    I could invent in my sleep!  :-)
    
    Chris

 Had a dream the other night that I was holding my cat, then dropped her
 to watch her land on all fours, only she landed "Splat!" on the carpet
 and I had to take her to the vet..


 Man, dropping cats, quacking ducks what in the heck is going on here???

    Confusing reality with fantasy Jimbo?

> Man, dropping cats, quacking ducks what in the heck is going on here???

Northwestern will not repeat lasted year's cinderella season. Oregon
will win the PAC 10.

Ooops!~ Wrong conference!~

>    Confusing reality with fantasy Jimbo?


   could be..I'm a bit out of it today.

    .467
    
    > could be..I'm a bit out of it today.
    
    Here have some of mine, I got more than I need. :-)
    

      ___                       ___                                
     /\__\                     /|  |                               
    /:/ _/_       ___         |:|  |           ___           ___   
   /:/ /\  \     /\__\        |:|  |          /\__\         /|  |  
  /:/ /::\  \   /:/__/      __|:|__|         /:/  /        |:|  |  
 /:/_/:/\:\__\ /::\  \     /::::\__\_____   /:/__/         |:|  |  
 \:\/:/ /:/  / \/\:\  \__  ~~~~\::::/___/  /::\  \       __|:|__|  
  \::/ /:/  /   ~~\:\/\__\     |:|~~|     /:/\:\  \     /::::\  \  
   \/_/:/  /       \::/  /     |:|  |     \/__\:\  \    ~~~~\:\  \ 
     /:/  /        /:/  /      |:|__|          \:\__\        \:\__\
     \/__/         \/__/       |/__/            \/__/         \/__/
      ___                       ___           ___     
     /\  \                     /\  \         /\__\    
     \:\  \       ___          \:\  \       /:/ _/_   
      \:\  \     /\__\          \:\  \     /:/ /\__\  
  _____\:\  \   /:/__/      _____\:\  \   /:/ /:/ _/_ 
 /::::::::\__\ /::\  \     /::::::::\__\ /:/_/:/ /\__\
 \:\~~\~~\/__/ \/\:\  \__  \:\~~\~~\/__/ \:\/:/ /:/  /
  \:\  \        ~~\:\/\__\  \:\  \        \::/_/:/  / 
   \:\  \          \::/  /   \:\  \        \:\/:/  /  
    \:\__\         /:/  /     \:\__\        \::/  /   
     \/__/         \/__/       \/__/         \/__/    
      ___           ___           ___           ___           ___     
     /\__\         /\  \         /\  \         /\  \         /\__\    
    /:/ _/_        \:\  \       /::\  \       /::\  \       /:/ _/_   
   /:/ /\  \        \:\  \     /:/\:\  \     /:/\:\__\     /:/ /\__\  
  /:/ /::\  \   _____\:\  \   /:/ /::\  \   /:/ /:/  /    /:/ /:/  /  
 /:/_/:/\:\__\ /::::::::\__\ /:/_/:/\:\__\ /:/_/:/__/___ /:/_/:/  /   
 \:\/:/ /:/  / \:\~~\~~\/__/ \:\/:/  \/__/ \:\/:::::/  / \:\/:/  /    
  \::/ /:/  /   \:\  \        \::/__/       \::/~~/~~~~   \::/__/     
   \/_/:/  /     \:\  \        \:\  \        \:\~~\        \:\  \     
     /:/  /       \:\__\        \:\__\        \:\__\        \:\__\    
     \/__/         \/__/         \/__/         \/__/         \/__/    

    <---- The man is a snarf savant.

         He lives for note 69. 
    

    He's just trolling.

| <<< Note 225.471 by THEMAX::E_WALKER >>>

| He lives for note 69.

	This is not so.... I am just lucky when it comes to finding 69's. :-)

    
    Where I work nights I obviously sleep during the days while everyone
    else is working. While asleep this afternoon I had a dream of an old
    girlfriend that I haven't seen or spoken to for a long time. While
    asleep my phone rings and wakes me, I always turn the ringer off in my
    bedroom and let my answering machine take the message from the living
    room. Today for some reason my ringer was on in my bed room. Well...
    guess who it was...yep...her. 

    coincidence?

    

         Whoa, that's scary. This ever happen to you before? You could make
    a career on the Psychic Friends hotline. I had a very vivid and painful
    dream last night about being killed in a car wreck where, for some
    reason, a ten year old kid was at the wheel. I tried telling the other
    passengers it wasn't a good idea, but they wouldn't listen. I hope THAT
    one doesn't happen. 

         Now that I'm thinking about it, I remember that SS, who also works
    here, was in that dream. It was his stupid idea to let the kid drive,
    and he did something to the power locks so that I couldn't bail out.
    Damn hippie. 

    
    When I answered the phone I didn't recognize her voice for a brief
    moment but when I did I almost s*** myself. I paused then began like
    nothing happened. I didn't mention the dream to her but it sure spooked
    the hell out of me. 
    
    

    
    this has actually happened before with the same girl. Last December I
    was having reoccuring dreams of her being in trouble. I finally decided
    to call and I spoke with her sister who told me that she has been
    trying  to reach me for some time. I got in touch with her and it turns
    out that the situation she got her self into was pretty bad and I was
    the only one who could help.
    
    this getting really strange.
    
    

         Sounds like you need to either marry her or kill her, depending on
    the situation. Just make sure she doesn't have a psychic connection
    with your credit card numbers. 

    
    I've never been too fond of that "M" word and I really enjoy my freedom
    so It's going to have to end up as a friendship thing.
    
    

         No way, man. She has secret, evil powers. Strike back, while you
    still can. That whole dream story just gave me the creeps. I
    psychically predict that this will end in bloodshed. Make sure it isn't
    yours. 

    
    I'll make sure I meet her in a public place with lots of people.
    But what if she starts with the eye's thing. If that happens I'm all
    done!!
    
    

         Her name doesn't start with an S, does it? Women who have S names
    are all evil. K names aren't much better. 

    B stands for Beelzebub.
    
    hth.

         S stands for Satan. In the case of women's names, this is an omen.
    But if you want your son to end up on death row, give him a name that
    starts with a B. 

    or ends with an A as is neighbour and weigh.

    
    re -1    huh?
    
    

    Who knows, eh?  It's the little yellow pillsies talking.  8)
    
    BTW, if you can remember your dream it won't come true.
    
    It's the ones you don't remember than give you dejavu.
               

        Does anyone ever have a dream, that they are in real danger. And when
    you try to run away, you feet are stuck to the ground? 

    I always have this dream, and could never work out what it meant. 
    In my dream a lot of people are shouting at me, (giving me advice or
    encouragement), but I never hear them I can just see them shouting. The
    danger never catches me, and I never get to see what the danger is.
    
    Anyone experience this or know what it means?
    
    Stevo

It means you work for DEC.

    I dreamt I ate a large marshmellow.
    
    I woke to find I had eaten my pillow.
    

    Try a cup of chocolate and let us know if you dream s'more.

    Is this why he's always so down in the mouth?

    eider know.

    
    	re: dreams
    
    	from my limited reading on dreams and meanings of such, your dream
    sounds like a classic case of trying to escape life's many problems.
    All these problems are "chasing" you every day and it is impossible to
    get away from them (your stuck feet). 
    
    	hth,
    
    	jim

    
    jim, heck no. It means he's due to get run down by a car. Do you
    know any cars named Christine?

    {vroom, vroom}

    
    I'd probably be having a dream right now IF I COULD GET TO SLEEP!
    
    8^p
    

maybe your chances would improve if you logged off and would
lie down... :-)

    
    	Good advice chip! :)
    
    

 had a heck of a time sleeping last night, myself.




 Jim

    
    I was lying down 8^)!  I just got bored of not sleeping and decided to
    see if anyone else was having insomnia too, but NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
    
    

    Not me, slept like a baby,  woke up every two hours and cried...
    
    
    Mike
    
    

    Get milk?

    
    .499
    
    Take Sominex and sleeeeeeeeeeeepppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp

    I am SOOO pathetic!   For the last week or so, I have been dreaming
    that I'm sitting at my desk doing work.  When I wake up, it feels like
    I have already spent the whole day at Digital.  =B-(

    
    	I think you should get comp time for that.
    

    
    Chris, you need to seek help, soon actually. Digital is a job, not
    a prison sentence. try debra's experiment, it might help. two martinis
    before bed. should work.

    I had horrific nightmares last night,which is very rare.
    
    Is it anything to do with eating chocolate and peanuts just before
    going to bed??
    

    No, but mix chocolate and peanuts with garlic & onions and you've got
    yourself some REAL trouble.
    
    Do share your nightmare experience with us.  If it's gory enough, I'll
    share mine.

    
    <--- whips and chains anywhere in your dream? If not it can't be that
    bad.

    No whips & chains and I ain't sharin' til  Stu does!  8p

    
    <----- i'm not interested in Stu's dreams. probably had a bout with
    a bad pint. now then, where were we?

    
    Peanut Choccy before bed is the ideal dream food.  Stimulating
    caffeine, carbohydrates to cause a release of dopamine, and a dose
    of tyrosine - the same substance that gives Cheese its dream inducing
    quality.  
    
    Chianti and gorgonzola would be slightly worse, and a lot smellier.
    
    See:
    
    Immunohistochemistry of tyrosine hydroxylase and phenylethanolamine
    N-methyltransferase in the human brain stem: description of adrenergic
    perikarya and characterization of longitudinal catecholaminergic
    pathways in Neuroscience (1988) Vol:25 pp:97-111 
    
    

    
    <--- ok, what about Kool-Aid?

    Don't mind if I doo thanks.  Thirsty work, pontificating.

re: tyrosine.

I thought it was the tryptophan?

    >> 			-< indole we trust >-
    
    Then inhale we must.  

    <once more, with punctuation>
    
    Tryptophan is in foods like bananas, sunflowers seeds, (may be in
    peanuts) and milk.  It's a precursor to serotonin and slows down
    mental functions.  Tyrosine is a precursor to dopamine and
    adrenaline-like substances involved in long term memory.  One theory is
    that dreaming may be part of the process of committing learning to
    long-term memory. Learning is severly impaired by lack of REM sleep
    when dreaming often occurs.
    

    i never sleep well in someone else's house (home).

    
    	Depending on where you are, and who you're with, that's not
    	always a bad thing.
    
    	Oh, but I forgot ... you're not married, so you wouldn't
    	know anything about that.
    

    what's all that go to do with sleeping?

>    i never sleep well in someone else's house (home).

The I guess a motel is outta the question...

    my house
    is a very very very fine house
    with two cats in the yard
    life used to be so hard
    now everything is easy
    'cause of you
    
    nah nah nahnahnahnah
    nahnahnahnahnahnaaa
    
    

    Ms. Butkovich has been at the Mushrooms again....she's got
    Roomis-e-gloomis....

         Anyone ever have those dreams where you lose something and spend a
    long frustrating time searching for it? I've been having one of those
    every night now for weeks. Very irritating - the adult equivalent of my
    old monster-in-the-laundry-room nightmare. Anyone know what this means,
    and how to get rid of it? I've been searching for everything from car
    keys to hamburgers in these dreams. 

    What are you most afraid of losing right now?
    
    Is there a new stress in your life, or a new project you are working
    on?
    
    meg

         Well, I'm about to lose my job, but that shouldn't be worrying me.
    No stress in my life at all. No new projects either. This dream usually
    starts with me putting down keys or something, then being unable to
    find them again. It usually takes place in convenience stores. 

    Do a shot or two of whiskey before bed. I never remember my dreams.

    My girlfriend has very vivid dreams.  She will get up and chase
    imaginary creatures and talk about ridiculous things as if she was
    totally awake. Then she'll get mad at me when I can't figure out what
    she's talking about. WOMEN!!!
    -ss

         At least I don't move around or talk when I sleep. In fact, I'm
    such a calm sleeper that I can keep a loaded shotgun in the bed with
    me. I also have a lot of dreams about someone breaking into the house. 

| <<< Note 225.533 by MFGFIN::E_WALKER "Evil Ed" >>>

| In fact, I'm such a calm sleeper that I can keep a loaded shotgun in the bed 
| with me. 

	Add your hand to that and you got your perfect date with no complaints. 

    
    
| In fact, I'm such a calm sleeper that I can keep a loaded shotgun in the bed 
| with me. 
    
    

    Somebody try and explain this one.
    
    I am walking down a long winding lane, there are tall trees on both
    sides, I come around a bend and see a white gate, there are people
    trying to get through but someone is in the way. When I get closer I
    see Lucky Jack, in a three piece suit and fedora holding them off with
    some kind of weapon, when I got closer I could see that the "weapon" is 
    an electric screwdriver and looking over his shoulder I saw a long
    orange extention cord, snaking off down the lane and around the next
    bend.
    
    
    joan
    
    
    ps I had shrimp for dinner

    
    	hehehe...
    
    

    Clearly a case of frustrated libido.

    [In High Faluting Dr's Voice]
    
    Joan,
    
    Life is too hard for your right now.  This dream clearly represents all
    the fairy tales that little girls wish to believe.  However, in the
    midst of your fairy tail lies a small reminder of reality.  We all get
    screwed!
    
    TYVM,
    Dr. N.
    

    
    I've had two prophetic dreams recently.  Weird stuff.  I wonder if I
    should go into the Predictions business and write for a supermarket
    tabloid.
    

    re: 540
    
    Write them down, (not necessarily in her, if you don't feel comfortable
    doing such), date them, and see what happens. If they come to pass, you
    very well may have been given a gift worth sharing.
    
    

    
    .540
    
    yeabut, deb, Glenn drinking IPA's doesn't count as prophetic. hth

    I had a very strange dream last night.  I was lying in bed in my
    old room in the house I grew up in.  The drawer in the nightstand 
    next to my bed started shaking and trying to open.  I got scared and
    tried to hold it shut and started screaming for my mother in
    the next room.  She didn't hear me.  The drawer strained more and 
    more, and the entire nightstand started shaking violently.  I was 
    petrified.  Finally I couldn't hold the drawer any longer and it 
    flew open.  Three of my ferrets came flying out of the drawer into 
    the room.  The fear drained away as soon as I saw them.  I woke up.
    
    I figure you guys will have a field day with this... :-)

    classic pregnancy dream if i've ever seen one.

    re: .544
    
    If that were true, it would be one of the most stunning events
    in the waning years of the 20th century.  Absolutely nothing that
    breathes air in our house can become pregnant.  Nothing.  :-)
    

    That's probably why you were afraid. :-) hth

    Mary Michael:
    
    The dream is rooted deeply in symbolism.  Here is the interpretation.
    
    The drawer represents Soapbox and the ferrets, whom you hold in deep
    admiration, represent the three moderators of this forum.  Since the
    majority of the moderators here have French sounding names, the
    explosive significance of the release of these ferrets means that in
    the next year, France will be overrun by wild dogs.
    
    -Jack

   French "sounding" names?

    DezMayzuns doesn't sound French to me.

    
    	More Cooban than anything, no?