I got a print from you lot.

Last night I dreamt about going on a roadtrip with a Buddhist monk. We had two really crappy cars, one of which was towing some sort of beat-up tractor, and a scruffy dog. Also, the police were after us.

I had the same dream once but It was Cedric the Entertainer instead of Bernie Mac!

hahaha! what a sweet dream you got Bramish! and i dream that too! hahaha!

arzie, for me dreams always wierd not sometimes! :D

Last night I dreamt that Vincent D'Onofrio was psychoanalyzing a bunch of GI Joe dolls in my living room. I woke up bored.

lemonalle I dont think that was a monk...that was a skinhead!

squintygirl: best dream ever

I dreamt that, across the country, fatalities among female Threadless users rose exponentially after learning that Ross Zietz had a girlfriend.


naah...I get this recurring one at least once a month, I go downstairs, nobody's in the house, and I open the newspaper and (I always read the obituaries) my obituary is in there, it doesn't say much. And then I go and look in the mirror, and I'm all blurry.

I have no time to dream.

This one was really vivid and clear... I remember struggling and getting frustrated trying to get the fireworks in the shotgun.

YEEE HAW!!!

Unfortunately I keep dreaming that my fiancee's friends show up to our wedding in cut off shorts and tee shirts. Most have mullets.

I hate Louisiana.

I always lost my shoes in dream (Seriously, so many times), anyone know what is the hint behind this kind of dream?

The other night I dreamt that I was the principal at my wife's old high school. I had a pretty sweet beard if I recall correctly and I was meandering through the hallways. Definitely bizarre.

The most bizarre dream I ever had happened a few months ago. I was 5 or 6 years old at my paternal grandparents' house (both passed a long time ago). I was playing with Lincoln logs in the living room and I heard some people talking in the kitchen. I start walking towards the kitchen and I see Jesus. No lie, no bull - the main man himself. He sits down on the floor and I ask him if he is Jesus - he says yes. I then ask him if it's my time to go to heaven and he says no, it's not my time to go and then gives me a big hug. At that very moment, I wake up with a warm, tingling sensation all over my body. Needless to say, I could not fall back asleep. Wierd, eh?

FM you need to get yerself some velcro

I can only remember one detail of each dream I have. Ex: two nights ago it had to do with Christmas and last night the band Chicago was in it. So there's a short and worthless synopsis for you...

okay that would've freaked me out

YOU BE TRIPPIN'!

I once chased a gang of naked furry teenagers, armed with knives, along a riverbank near my parents house. I yelled at my freind who had almost caught up with them, "Laminte the bastards!"

Then I went home and slept off the adventure but didn't dream anything exciting.

Polyester Jones, I think I should wearing my shoes to sleep.

Laminate the Bastards: my new motto. Will be embroidered onto family crest and mowed into the front lawn.

I was perusing ebay listings (but they were tangible, physical places, like rummage sales). I found a handheld game from the early nineties with little knobs and buttons. I put an embroidered patch next to the screen and turned the knob all the way to the left, and a Digimon came out. We were best friends.

I dont often remember my dreams, but I talk in my sleep alot and the other night I woke my boyfriend up saying "fortify the tea monument", so it must have been a great dream.

Are y'all ever able to get back into a good dream after your alarm goes off... I used to be able to do that all the time. I didn't this time and now i'll never know if 50 killed Niraj.

the other night i had a dream where i was looking out a high rise window and watching a huge parade of monkeys march up and down the street. they were dressed in white jumpsuits and holding cutout heads of bill gates in front of their faces. then all of a sudden i was pushed out the window, and then i woke up.

hahaha!

Due to a computer glitch, everyone who lived on my dorm floor last year had to take fifth grade English in order to graduate. The teacher sang songs at us until we locked him out of the classroom and built a fort out of all the worksheets.

One time I had a dream that my girlfriend and I were on this speed boat going down a river in a jungle. Then guys that looked just like this:

started coming after us, and I remember jumping really high into the air, and I was able to run on the water like a cheetah.

Awesome.

I was living in a very fancy garage with a bunch of people from another message board. I tried to make a crepe so I would have something to eat yellow ice cream with. The crepe gave me mono, and everyone thought I made out with this one guy, but I didn't.

I didn't even get to eat the ice cream.

"y'all..."

tee hee!

I've had a series of dreams involving tortured animals. Here's one of them....

I'm at a big backyard cookout party at a small house in the country. Every one I've ever known is at this party. Suddenly, I hear the whole crowd begin to laugh uncontrollably. They are all looking across the street at a squirrel who is helplessly impaled upon a farmers barbed wire fence. The squirrel struggles helplessly; the more he struggles, the more my friends laugh. Their laughter because intense as they roll on the ground, pointing and gauking. I felt horrible; disdainful towards my friends whom I though I loved, and pity for the poor squirrel. Intent upon relieving the squirrel of its misery, I walk over to it, and take it off the fence. It's badly injured and will not survive, so I get out a knife to put it to sleep. As I raise the knife, the squirrel begins to run; as he runs, his wounds begin to heal. For some reason, I'm still intent on relieving him of his suffering though; I chase after him. Eventually he turns and looks at me and says, "why won't you JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" I feel like I am the enemy now, but I don't know why.

That's just one of a series. Pretty messed up huh?

The other night I had a sexy dream about a girl I used to fancy. o_O

I used to be haunted by a recurring nightmare when I was a kid:

My brother would be sitting on top of a smaller than life size, but still really big train, coming through a tunnel smiling, and I would hear this voice echoing through the tunnel...it didnt say words, but I just heard it, and sometimes after I woke up, during the day or whatever, I would hear the voice (no it didnt talk to me) and it would give me the chills.

I once had a dream that was exactly like my daily life in EVERY WAY

...except that one of my friends had cut his hair, and in real life it was still long.

I was Gadget from the Rescue Rangers, and I snuck into a pink igloo at the zoo to rescue a girl who had been turned into a barbie doll and was being held hostage by evil polar bears.

It was a really important mission, and I swear it made sense at the time.

Nice, I wish I could have a dream that I was Monterrey Jack. I would eat so much cheese.

I was swimming through my old highschool (as it was filled with water) there was also a tiger swimming around, at first I wasn't sure if I should try to avoid it for safety reasons, but I gave it the benefit of the doubt when it swam over and it said "blurred this fervish song reaching outwards in a daze" it made perfect sense, and I was just about to agree when I woke up.

I read an article before about the memory of our dream. Actually our dream got "timing". The different time you wake up, the percentage of the dream you remember are different.

Is something like this, if you woke up at:

3:00am - 70%-90% you will remember of your dream.
5:00am - 30%-40%
7:00am - 15%-20%
9:00am - 0%-5%

(This is just an example, not the actual list)

rescue rangers is great television, why dont they make kids cartoons like that anymore? (not counting spongebob, I love that show)

ok, this one isn't mine, but it's worth sharing:
my sister-in-law dreamed that her tiny dog was sick so she picked him up, and his guts were on the outside, but instead of guts, they were all the books of the bible.

haha Ste7en! I bet thomas the tank engine scared the crap out of you!

Donella, that is crazy

whoah, that's freaky donellad!

One of the most frightening dreams I have ever had:

I used to have a bunch of little rubbery plastic toys—like My Little Pony, right? One of them was a little purple dog with yellow "hair" (big locks of the stuff for ears and a tail).

In my dream, I was scared. I was being chased. I ran into my brothers closet. The little purple dog was there. It grew fangs. I woke up screaming.

I've honestly never been that scared in my life (except for maybe that time when Jason jumps through the window at the end of Friday the 13th part II.)

i had one about minxorjinx recently. wish i could remember it.

a few months back i dreamed OlliRudi and i were riding BMX bikes along the Danube and we were being chased by flying eels that would leap out of the water and zoom through the air after us screaming.

The most recent one that I can recall involved zombies. There was apparently some outbreak and some of my friends were infected (my RA was one). Those uninfected (including myself) apparently decided to eradicate those who were infected. It essentially became a war, half of us humans against half of us who were zombies. But they weren't conventional zombies in that they still had their wits and could think and act normally, just with the added desire for human flesh.

I don't remember much, but I do remember feeling incredibly sad because I had to shoot up quite a number of my friends. That sadness carried over to when I woke up the next morning, and there's nothing I hate more than waking up really sad.

I have crazy dreams all the time and they are always really vivid.

Here is an example from last night:
I'm sitting in the playground of my old elementary school and it's about to rain. The clouds are rolling and I keep checking my watch as if someone is late. Suddenly John Travolta comes running up to me waving his arms and screaming. I ask him what's up and he tells me that he just found a map with a detailed plot of my death. I ask him to show it to me and when he pulls out the paper I notice that it's all in braille. I ask him why it's in braille and he looks at me as if I'm crazy. He then goes on to say that he translated the map into braille because he knew I'd want to see it and I'm blind. I tell him that he must be mistaken because I'm not blind and I can see him standing in front of me. He scoffs and says that I was blinded in the last attempt of my murder. I tell him that he's crazy and get up to leave but he stops me, saying that there is a car waiting for me so that I could be taken to safety. I tell him that I'm nothing going anywhere with him. All the sudden Sinbad shows up and says that if I don't go with them I'll become deaf. He asks me if I want to deaf and blind and I again tell him that I'm not blind. But suddenly everything goes black and Sinbad asks me to tell him how many fingers he has up. I try and explain that I'm really not blind but for some reason I can't see any more and that there must be some mistake. John Travolta tells Sinbad that I must have lost my mind when I lost my sight and they both grab me by the wrists and drag me away from where I was. I'm screaming at the top of my lungs... and then I woke up.

It was a really vivid dream and when I woke up my wrists felt like someone had be holding onto them.

maybe you where having flashbacks when we were lighting fireworks off by the lake that one night.... then you almost killed a little girl with bottle rockets......member that?

One time I had a dream that marilyn manson was chasing me around with a cardboard butcher knife. I was running and all the sudden ended up falling into this lake/pond thing. The weird part about it is that it was in like 64-bit animation, so it wasn't real life. anyways, Marilyn Manson fell too, but when he came out of the water, his head was where a leg should be and all of his limbs were messed up. There were also about 20 giant spiders with the faces of rap artists (biggie, 2pac, puff daddy, etc...) that were following him. I remember being confused and scared at the same time, so I did the only logical thing to do in dreams such as this. Fly away.