A blog to share my dreams. No, not my aspirations, but my actual dreams. I find our subconscious world absolutely fascinating--maybe someone can give me a bit of insight into just what these crazy dreams mean. Have at it world!
Sunday, June 14, 2026
6/14/26
I'm in a bar or restaurant with my dad. He stands up and pulls out some gardening shears and throws them up at the ceiling and they stick. Then I spot a couple of state troopers get up and come over to our table. I'm sure they're going to arrest my dad but they have some shears as well and they throw them up at the ceiling. Then several other people do the same. My dad looks at me and says, "And my son didn't want me to do this!"
Friday, June 12, 2026
6/11/26
I go ice fishing with my brother Paul. I ask him if we use fishing poles and he say no. We just chop a hole in the ice and put our lines in there. He dives into the water and comes up with a red and black fish. I think he's crazy!
6/11/26
I'm talking to my B-I-L Bill about color coordinating his Christmas tree. I tell him it would be cool to have the top part of the tree covered with red lights and bulbs. Then each section going down a different color.
There was a female tutor from back in my high school days. Somehow, if we had gotten together back in the day, we might have gotten married. She was going to be in town for a class reunion and I was looking forward to seeing her again.
Tuesday, June 9, 2026
6/9/26
I went into a comedy club with a friend who was also the owner. She encourages me to do a standup bit. I told her I didn't have any material but I had done a few bits a while ago. I was planning on having something to eat there. It was located on Mack Ave. in the former home of Union Street bar.
Monday, June 1, 2026
6/1/26
We were going to have a picnic with our youngest daughter at Elmwood Cemetery. When we get there, there were a bunch of kids, climbing the various monuments and taking pix. Apparently it was some kind of class trip.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
6/14/26
I'm in a bar or restaurant with my dad. He stands up and pulls out some gardening shears and throws them up at the ceiling and they stic...
-
Joe and I are on vacation in England for a week. I spend my day on a bus where they play the music of Oregon. On the last day of our trip, J...
-
A roomful of people are killed because they were wearing headphones. I'm alive and have to fake being dead and then try to escape. I...
-
One of the weirdest dreams ever. I was at the opera hanging out in the Donor Lounge. Nancy Moore came up to me and told me she was fired. I...



