FLYING CARPET AND SPIKE DREAM

I had this dream back when I had a dog, named SPIKE. I also used to have a cat named CURLY too. Curly died long before I had this dream.


FLYING CARPET AND SPIKE DREAM

My dog, Spike, dies or goes missing. We have no more pets. So I buy another dog, another German Shepherd, a puppy. I also buy another cat, just like my old cat, CURLY. The new CURLY and the new SPIKE play with each other. I discover that the new SPIKE is a female. Somehow I find out that my brother and the real SPIKE are missing, but they are alive somewhere. So I take a flying carpet and the new spike, to go searching for them. Most of the time, I am on the flying carpet by myself, while the female puppy Spike is running on the ground. We go all the way around the Earth, to Australia. I see a beach with a lot of people in swim suits. I see the lady with short hair, the one that lives down the street from us and is married to the bus driver. They say something to me as I fly by on the carpet. I haven't mastered the carpet yet, so I guide it with both hands and hang on to it like monkey bars. And then I encounter a friendly kangaroo in Australia. The kangaroo pisses on my new dog.

The End.

SMALL CAR DREAM

SMALL CAR DREAM 10/22/96

I am riding my bike up Barondale Street and a tiny red car zooms along the sidewalk. It looks like a remote control car, but I don't see anyone controlling it. We are both riding on the sidewalk, heading toward each other. The remote control car skids to a stop in the middle of the sidewalk. I make a sudden turn to avoid with my bike. And then another little red car pulls up. I am about to jump over it with my bike, and then the head of an old lady pops out of the sun roof of the car. Her head is the size of a normal person, but the car is a tiny thing. The head sticking out of the car is bigger than the car itself! She could not possibly fit in the car, and that's not including her body. Shocked to see the old lady's head pop out of the sun roof, I forget to jump over her or swerve my bike out of her way. I crash into the old lady car. The car is sent spinning. I say sorry and ask the old ladies how they do that trick. How do they make it look like they are inside a tiny car? Is it with mirrors? Or a remote control? More cars show up. One of the old ladies and a young man tell me that are really in these tiny cars, it's no illusion. The old lady tells me to watch her and she will show me how she fits inside the little car. She drives into the grassy field beside the sidewalk, I follow her on my bike. By the time I catch up to her, she is already out of the car. She is a normal sizes old lady, standing next to a tiny car. Then she shows me how she does it. She shows me how she collapses her bones and her internal organs to squeeze into the car. She says she learned this in Africa. She massages the back of her neck and then collapses her spine. Then her ribs fold in, and one by one, all her bones and internal organs fold up like a tent. She tightly folds herself and packs her body into the car. And then it catches on and everyone is doing this.

The End.

ALIEN TAXI DREAM

ALIEN TAXI DREAM

Three Aliens were talking to my brother. They were all identical, thin bodies, five feet tall, big bald heads, two antennae on their heads, and they were all a grey/green color. They needed a job. And then they became taxi drivers, and the taxi was the same grey/green color as they were.

The End.

MANNEQUIN HEAD DREAM

MANNEQUIN HEAD DREAM

I'm in a shopping mall. I see a beautiful girl, so I follow her. She is NANA VISITOR. Everyone else in the mall stops moving, as if they were frozen in time, except for NANA and myself, and a third person. The third person is a mannequin. NANA starts running after the mannequin and chasing her. So I run after both of them. The chase leads to an escalator. I am half way up the escalator, I look down and the escalator and I see a mannequin head rolling up the escalator! It is defying gravity and rolling up toward me. When it gets close to me, I kick it back down the escalator. But I can't kick it very far, and it rolls back up toward me. I kick it down a few times but it keeps coming back. I try to pick it up, but it is impossible to lift, it is immovable and weighs a ton. I reach the top of the escalator and I am pushing the head, trying to prevent it from rolling to the top of the escalator. I turn around and the mannequin lady is right behind me, at the top of the escalator! And then her eye balls pop out of her head and her tongue sticks out really long and her whole face does this crazy Beetlejuise kind of take.

The End.

HULK MUGS DREAM

HULK MUGS DREAM

My family moved to a new neighborhood. It looked like the old apartment in Rexdale (that is where we lived when I was 1-5 years old.) I asked my brother if there was a comic store somewhere. There is, at a strip mall across the street. I look out the window of the apartment to the mall across the street. The place is totally deserted, I don't see anybody outside.
I go outside to the strip mall. I am the only person outside, it is like a ghost town. The stores are all closed. I go up to the comic store door, it's a glass door so I can look inside the store. The inside of the store was very narrow. The store was not any bigger than the width of the door. The store is filled with coffee mugs, nothing but coffee mugs, all HULK mugs, hundreds of them. There were only 2 kinds of HULK mugs; there were black mugs with a picture of THE INCREDIBLE HULK on them, and white mugs with a picture of THE HULK'S face on them.
I turn my head away from peering in the store. I go to look in another comic shop at the other end of the strip mall. As soon as I take half a step away from the HULK mug store, the place is full of people. There are suddenly people everywhere, on the street, in the stores, on the side walks. The narrow comic store is packed with people. They can barely squeeze into the store because it is only the width of the door and the walls are stocked with shelves full of HULK mugs. All the people are buying HULK mugs.

The End.

WRESTLING DREAM

I guess I watch way too much wrestling, because , too often, it seems wrestlers appear in my dreams. This dream had dozens of wrestlers in it. The picture below shows the 3 main characters, not including myself; STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN, RAVEN, VAN HAMMER.



WRESLTING DREAM

I climbed a huge tree and made it to the first branch, the branch closest to the ground. It was about 6 feet up off the ground. I stood on the thick branch. On the ground, a lady was tossing cardboard boxes up to me. The cardboard boxes belonged to STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN. I was catching the boxes she tossed up and placed them on the branches, up in the tree. I noticed that the Stone Cold boxes were very light. So I threw them back down, so that I could put the heavier boxes on the branches first, then I could put the lighter Stone Cold boxes on top of the heavier boxes. STEVE AUSTIN came by as I was throwing his boxes on the ground, and it really pissed him off. Later on, I ended up at the creek; the creek by the catwalk in Malton, (Malton is a small town where I grew up.) I was with RAVEN, and the two of us were friends. A bunch of other wrestlers were coming at us from every direction to fight us. There was a huge rumble. I couldn't find RAVEN, he got lost in rumble. And then VAN HAMMER helped me beat everyone up and we searched for RAVEN.


The End.

SOCCER DREAM

I had this dream back when I was about 23 or 24 years old. I coached girls soccer that summer, girls ages 19 to 29. I had a high school reunion coming up, even though we were only 5 years out of high school. I was working at a place called Faber Castell back then.

SOCCER DREAM

The guys from my high school reunion and the guys from Faber were having a soccer game. Jasmine, from my soccer team, showed up with three other girls. They were playing soccer, but instead of a soccer ball, they were using a tennis ball. And then the ball turned into spagetti. But the spagetti was alive, and crawling around.

The End.

DIAN PARKINSON PLAYBOY DREAM

Here's a dream I had back in 1991, the day after I saw Dian on the cover of a Playboy magazine at the book store.

DIAN PARKINSON PLAYBOY DREAM

Dian is giving an autograph session for her playboy magazine cover. There are a few people there and some security guys standing around. I want to get her autograph. But Dian is not on the ground, she is up in the clouds. In order to get her autograph you need to ride a conveyor belt all the way up to the clouds. The conveyor is very narrow, more narrow than my shoulder width. I lay down on the conveyor as the security guys strap me to it, so I don't fall off. They start up the conveyor, I begin to rise. It's like the beginning of a roller coaster ride. It's a bumpy ride and thin straps are not tight enough. It's hard to keep my balance. It feels like I could tip over the side and fall to the ground. At one point I look down, I am so high up now that I can hardly see the people on the ground. I finally get to the top. I quickly get off the conveyor before I fall off. I step into the room at the top of the conveyor. In the room, there are tables and desks, with stacks of Dian's Playboy issues. Dian is in here with the other Price Is Right girls. I approach her and she grabs a magazine and signs it. She's obviously happy that someone had the guts to go all the way up on that conveyor just to meet her. I was the only person that risked it. She was about to kiss me. I see a close up of her lips, about to kiss me....

...then I wake up. Darn!

I tried to go back to sleep to kiss her, but I couldn't fall asleep again. Double Darn!

BATMAN AND FRIENDS DREAM

Here's another dream I had, with a very interesting cast of characters.

BATMAN AND FRIENDS DREAM

I am Batman. My sidekick is Jordie from Star Trek. Sid Vicious, the wrestler, is there too. We are in a laboratory. There is a dead murder victim laying on a metal table. Jordie uses visor to examine the victim. He notices traces of the murderer. There are clues on the body that only Jordie can see with visor. I get suspicious of Sid. I think Sid was the murderer. I fight with Sid. And then The Six Million Dollar Man crashes through the brick wall beside us. A fight breaks out between Sid and the Six Million Dollar Man.

The End.

HONEY BUN DREAM

This is a dream I had back in the early 90’s. I was working in a warehouse called Faber Castell at the time. There was a coffee truck that would come to the warehouse every lunch time. One of my favorite things to get from the truck was something called a HONEY BUN.

HONEY BUN DREAM

My boss at Faber Castell orders me to go out into the parking lot to clean the cars of all the employees. Instead of car wax, I was rubbing the cars with the sugary glaze from a honey bun. I would hold the plastic wrapper of the honey bun inside out, so that the sugary glaze was on the outside of the wrap and smear it all over everyone’s car. I don’t know if I ate the honey buns first or just tossed them out and used the glazed wrapper. I was out in the parking lot the whole day, 8 hours, waxing the sugary honey bun glaze on the cars. At the end of the work day the employees were standing outside in the parking lot, waiting for me to finish glazing their cars so they could go home. My parents and my brother came to pick me up in our families’ car; and there I was rubbing honey bun glaze all over the other employees’ cars. My Dad leaned out the window of the car and said to me “We have to get some of that for our car.”

Then I woke up.

The End.