Neat dream stuff:

.. as I was working on the house I had just purchased (old victorian mansion), a friend and I were at the rear shed, where there was an old clockwork steam heating system. As I was repairing it, I had a very disturbing conversation with the previous owner's incomplete lab creation, a "Frankenstein" like creature with no top part of his skull (brains exposed and very misshapen) that was snacking away on chucks of (human?) flesh...

.. Professor Farnsworth (of Futurama fame) was discussing with Dorothy how "In your world, you can't see the Emerald city until you have the poppy seeds"...

Long stretch with nothing to report, I know, but here's what you've been missing...

.. I swerve to avoid him, but the man in the green flannel shirt came out of the woods like a man fleeing for his life. I couldn't stop soon enough, and thunk, thunk, he's dead. (Camera now replays the scene from many angles - there's no way I could have avoided him.) I look into the woods, and see, shrouded in darkness, the Moose-Fish - body of a moose, head of a fish!

... I'm driving along a snow covered road in LA (the state, not the city), near my father's house. It's very hard to keep on the road, as a very fast crosswind keeps pushing the car to the side of the road. Oddly, camera is from above the car, although "I" am inside the car.

Distressing dream last night...

I was convinced that I had, a few months ago, bought a used Cooper Mini (dark blue) from some nere-do-well couple, and had totally forgotten about it: I had left it, parked, next to their house. I woke up convinced that I still needed to pay them the remaining $10,000 USD that I owned them, and yet, even though I knew it was a dream, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had forgotten something really really important....

I wish I knew what it was.

.. so I parked the space shuttle on a small asteroid (which, oddly enough, was 1g and had collected an atmosphere and a few plants) and took a rest break. After staring up at the dark night of space and chatting with my miner buddies for a few moments, we noticed some streaks of light... Meteors! Quickly, we hurried into our suits, and got back on the shuttle...

.. the really big house ... when I was 13 ... swimming at the party ... forgot to bring swimming trunks, but my aunt gave me a loaner pair ... ugly as sin, everyone snickering ... dive in, shorts fall off ... no one noticed ...

Huh. Only remember bits and pieces of it. And, again, it never happened. One of they days I'll have a dream about something that did happen in my life. Hopefully.

Jim Carrey entered my dreamspace last night. I dreamt that I was watching a "movie" (more like immersive 3D smell/taste/touch-o-vision) in which Jim played a father driven to madness by the death of his wife and daughter. All throughout the dream, he would talk to his dead daughter, usually sitting next to him in his truck. At the end of the dream, a police inspector/priest followed him to a playground (police inspector? Maybe. All the school kids referred to him by the title "Our Father"). At the playground, Jim's character was found dead of a heart attack - he had just seen a girl that looked like his dead daughter.

(Anyone who wants to turn this into a screenplay, go ahead.)

In another dream, I was a male nurse giving an old political boss some sort of radiation therapy, which involved standing in a room, putting on some sort of amulet as protection from the gamma radiation, and flicking a switch. 10 seconds later, everything in the room "died". The air became instantly stale, even the water tasted "dead". It was really weird.

Funny stuff.