The Strange Dreams Thread

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Elvis is alive, and I've managed to get four tickets to his comeback performance - enough for my mom, dad, sister and me! None of us are big Elvis fans, but that's beside the point. As famous as he was dead, he's even bigger now that he's back. This will be the stage show of a lifetime - and my family have front-row seats, thanks to me!

It's especially nice that my dad can be here, since we thought he was dead too.

My sister is in a snit about something, as usual. But she shuts up when the house lights dim and an expectant hush falls over the audience.

Elvis is right in front of us now! A spotlight follows him as he shakes hands with a few people in the audience. Reverently, I reach out and touch his arm. He's dressed in a conservative business suit; that's good! I loathed the sequinned lounge-act Elvis who died on the toilet, so I'm glad he's trying something different this time.

There's a brief musical introduction. Then a screen is lowered from the ceiling of the auditorium and Elvis begins to narrate a nature film about flying monkeys. A spotlight draws our attention to a trap door high above the stage. On cue, a real flying monkey drops down through the ceiling and soars around the room. Only it's not a monkey, of course; there are no flying monkeys. It's a flying squirrel, and just as cute as anything! The audience loves it. We applaud.

I wonder when Elvis will do something Elvis-y. I love cute animals, but I can't help feeling a little ripped-off.



I've had worse dreams and I've had better ones. But until last night, I'd never had a dream that made me want my money back.

 

[wishfulthinking]

I think you got ripped off. But I suppose Elvis feels he has to compete with modern day theatrics. It is no longer a case of shaking the leg at the screaming audience. We want, no demand, more. [I'm not talking manpower here].

Sometimes I can pick out from where the weird dream came from. Using your dream: eg. saw a pic of a monkey on a poster by the bus. Then switch on the brain blender.

 

[rgraham666]

My dreams are always nightmares.

 

[cantdog]

Jeez, pard, that's a threadkilla line, right there.

But nightmares can also be interesting; they get my attention, at any rate. Remembering any of them, though, will put me back into the funk they generated the first time, if I'm not careful. Who better than me can push those buttons so unerringly?

I had one the other night which I think I might be able to make a story out of. Very queer logical structure to the plot. That part's a problem, but the experiences and the emotional component were extraordinary. I'll have to mull it.