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I'm a Chemical Engineer. I deal with the department of Health and Environment in relation to Air Permits, Waste generation, Storm Water, lots of reports about the chemicals we have on site, etc. They can/have come in to do inspections. They're kinda like the state level EPA.
Last night I had a weird dream (surprise, surprise). I know there's more to it but the only part I remember is that I was in a beauty shop dying Pete Rose's hair.
hmmmmmm... It seems this has become my own personnal dream journal....
anyways last night I had a dream that I was in a pick up truck with a guy and his son (I think it was a friend of mine who is currently having trouble with his 13 year old - but I can't say for sure because I didn't really see faces) anyways we were going to pick up a pizza. The son says the pizza place is on the corner of a street we were pulling up to. We couldn't see it from the direction we were coming from but sure enough as we passed the corner there it was. The man kept driving, the son slightly indignant. We drove a few more blocks and pulled into a strip mall that had another pizza parlor. Ww walked in, we were only get salads at this place then go back to the first pizza joint. The salad bar was set up like a grocery store. While making my salad there was this large (as big as my head) potato/yam/squash looking thing - it seemed slightly obscene. Then I woke up.
I had a weird dream the other night, I dreamt that I could speak italien, and could play the accordian. It was really weird, I also had something inthere about csi, it was pretty bizarre.
So:
We were supposed to have a game of dragon later on that day, but since some people needed to go on a competition (a competition where we should also have been asked to come, but somehow didn't which was kinda drag, but we swallowed it) so i killed time in a cafeteria. I was thinking over something and wasn't eating so the waiter probably thought i had finished and took the plate away (although half of the food was still yet to be eaten) and threw the food away.
We suddenly recognized it and went protesting. He was sorry but said that if we wanted to finish, we would have to buy another portion. We bought a half-portion and went back eating and we felt that it was unfair.
Well, we started thinking of something, and our gaze somehow wondered to the TV set that was hanged in a corner.
Now, we understood that the TV set was abnormal and here's why:
The TV-set was actually a box containing a giant lizards' eye. It filled the whole TV-set. It was watching us. And we knew that it was connected to the rest of the lizard, but that it was incorporeal and invisible.
We had to do something about all those eyes that were scattered throughout the city.
We knew that if molten iron was poured on those eyes, everything would be okay since it wouldn't see anymore.
The next thing we remember, we were in a helicopter hovering over urban wasteland where there were about eight smaller manholes and one bigger and in all those manholes were the living eyes of the giant lizard that were watching us. We only had molten iron for only four of those eyes, but we somehow managed to fill all those holes and since the wasteland was a lower area, we filled it with iron.
But then the lizard took corporeal form and the iron shield wasn't strong enough and it broke through. It was a really big one, but we felt that we had succeeded somehow.
Then the lizard swiped us out of the helicopter and we fell into a grassy canyon-like hole and we thought that we would die of the fall, but the edge of the hole was really a really steep stairs and we fell all the way down so it wasn't so bad although we were quite battered.
Don't remember anything after that.
Saving the world isn't easy business.
I incredibly remember a dream I had :eek:
I had to go to St. Petersburg but I had to change flight in Riga (Latvia) for some reason... and I was at the airport, supposedly in Riga, but I wasnt sure of where I was and I finally read the signs and posters to guess where I was by the language.
I think I eventually made it to St. Petersburg...:nod:
I hope this is a good omen for a 'project' of mine, although saying it out loud here might spoil it...
I've been having this dream for a couple of nights now. I'm at work sort of and it's like a survivor episode sort of, I've already been kicked off and I'm hanging out at another location. Anyways I'm skateboarding (something I don't know how to do) near a river where there building all kinds of new homes and stuff. Then it becomes way to jumbly for me to describe.
the other night I had a really weirddream...
i was a member of some kind of crew or tribe or clan of weird people who fought evil witches and monsters in a medieval/fantasy world... the clan's leader was Patrick Stewart in a sort of barbarian outfit. we camped in a kind of attic, only it had two stories. i was on the lower one together with lots of weird fantasy warriors and the clan leader and some other folk were on the upper one. there were huge gaps between the planks of the floor though, so you could see through it... there was a crazy witch girl on the same floor as me and somehow i knew she was a traitor and wanted to kill the boss (Patrick). so I stayed up at night pretending to sleep and when the witch girl made to burst through the floor to go to the upper story i attacked her....
then the dream skipped ahead and I was the boss/ or another senior member of the clan.. we were in a battle against the foul monster creatures and i could shoot beams of energy out of the palms of my hands to kill them... We were right in the middle of a battle and I was trying to climb a kinda Renaissance style balcony. as I was clutching the rail i happened to look back over my shoulder and saw a deep ravine below me. it broadened at the end and there was a big city in the distance.. it looked like New York or Chicago around the end of the 19th century/ beginning of 20th c. and when I saw it i thought "home". One of the other good witches helped me climb the balcony and said "After this battle is finished, you can return to your own world"...
... *weird* it doesn't make too much sense, especially since I'm not from the U.S. and have never been there, so why should this city be home?
any ideas what this dream might mean????
i think it's got to do with the fact that I'Ve watched Inuyasha- The Movie and read The Chronicles of Narnia recently... :D
Maybe it means that you are obsessed with Patrick Stewart? :lol: Darn, he never makes it into my dreams. ;)
:lol: Kicked off? Does that mean you're fired?Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
i had this dream once where i am sitting on a bench in my school and tis guy that works there is walking around the play groind i am sitting in. ny friends make a joke a about him and i start luaghing. he then comes and askes me to tell him why am i laughing. i keep telling him nothing. then he goes and comes back to talk to me but his "girlfriend" stops him and tells him to come to her. then i realize a spider next to me and it is building a web. then the guy come to talk to me and i tell to leave me alone until i finish watching the spider.
what can this mean?
i have an idea but what do u think, anyone?
I had this dream last night or early this morning that there was this machine making a road in the middle of my property. It just rolled forward slowly on the grass and then there was an asphalt road. It went in the middle of my woods for no reason and I didn't like it.
This is only a joke, but I thought it fit quite well in this thread, and it should serve as a warning to those who take dreams too seriously.
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Dreaming
Pat did like he always does, kissing his wife, crawling into bed and falling asleep. Suddenly, he woke to find an elderly man standing in front of his bed. "What the hell are you doing in my bedroom and who are you?" he demanded. "This is not your bedroom," the man replied, "I am Saint Peter, and you are in heaven."
"WHAT? Are you saying I'm dead? I don't want to die, I'm too young", cried Pat. "If I'm dead, I want you to send me back!" "It's not that easy", said Saint Peter, "you can only return as a dog or a hen. Pat considered this, and figured being a dog could be too tiring, but a hen probably has a relaxed life. Running around with a rooster can't be that bad. "I want to return as a hen", Pat replied.
The next second, he found himself in a chicken run, very nicely feathered. But man, now "he" felt like the rear end was gonna blow. A nearby hen said, "Hey, you must be the new hen on the farm. How is it going?" "Well, it's okay I guess, but it feels like my rear end is gonna blow up."
"That's only ovulation. Have you never laid an egg before?" "No, how do I do that?" Pat asked. "Cluck twice, and then you push all you can." Pat clucked twice, pushed and then 'plop', an egg was on the ground.
"Wow" Pat said, "that felt really good!" So he clucked again and squeezed. And you better believe that there was yet another egg on the ground. The third time he clucked, he heard his wife shout: "Pat, for God's sake wake up. You're ****ting all over the bed!"
Sorry if that was a little gross. I still have tears of laughter rolling down my face.
:lol:!!:lol:!!!!!!!!!
I always love the jokes he posts!
I dreamt last night that I was at my friend's house and she was being chased by Zorro, who had killed the whole of her family and was back for her, a kind of sequel, n I was trying to find this room that she has in her bathroom that is kind of a hidden door so we could hide and I couldn't find it and she just sat there and didn't seem to care. I could feel him coming up behind me and thats when I forced myself to wake up.