Saturday, December 13, 2008

December 13- Cereal conspiracy

I am someone's dad, and I buy my son some cereal that looks like fruity pebbles, but is more triangular. Inside the box, which opens like a book, there are many tiny compartments that have different cereal in them- as in it looks different, but tastes the same. After eating it, he immediately jumps out of the window and starts running around in the woods, because apparently we live in the middle of the woods. I talk to my friend (Who does not exist, and looks like nobody I have ever met before) and we somehow deduce that the cereal is an evil conspiracy to make people forget about the existence of the Muppets. We go on a long and arduous quest through the desert, which is right next to the woods for some reason, and end up in a video store. I stand in front of one of the aisles and reach for a Muppets DVD, but as I do so a sensor at the bottom of the shelf electrocutes my feet, partially melting my Crocs. I take them off to prevent further melting, and hand them to the cashier for safekeeping. I ask him about why I can't get a Muppets DVD, and he tells me to shut up. I go to the back of the store and there is no cereal except for the cereal I bought my son. Further back, I find Meganaut Omeganaut. She is naked from the waist down, telling a crowd about the origins of Buddhism. I learn that Buddhism is a fake religion invented by the Catholic church, to which they converted people who they didn't want to tell about the secrets of Catholicism. Everyone cheers, and me and my friend go back home. I try the cereal and it tastes really good.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

November 26- The anti-Hitler

I had a moustache that was pretty much an inversion of a toothbrush moustache. It grew sparsely on the sides of my upper lip but not on my philtrum. It looked really weird, but I was so glad to have suddenly grown it that I showed it off to everyone. I would occasionally look in the mirror to verify that I still had it and that I wasn't dreaming, but I was, and eventually I woke up moustacheless.
Also, in the dream I was watching a combination of Animaniacs and Scrubs. It was terrible and I stopped watching it halfway through.

Friday, November 21, 2008

November 21- Josh is a drug dealer

I'm going to start archiving my dreams so I can read them in several years. It's like those people who collect 10 years' worth of bellybutton lint in case it comes in handy someday.
Anyhow, last night's dream:
Josh is a drug dealer, and he openly talks about it as if it's no big deal. He gets paid a lot for it, and is very smug about the whole thing. I go to a workshop with Hans, who I do not recognize as Hans and who looks a bit more like me than himself. Everybody in the workshop sits inside a ball pit and gets lectured at. I eventually confess that Josh is a drug dealer, even though they probably already knew, seeing as he is very proud of it.
This is Josh: