lynxreign: (Saucer)
There was a show like Project Runway, but it was for mad scientists. I was in the contest and during the competition for repurposing outdated computer ports, I grafted one to mutated cells on the back of a Scottish Terrier and captured an malevolent alien intelligence in the dog.

Dream

Oct. 8th, 2009 09:03 pm
lynxreign: (Blaster)
Had a dream the other night that I was in a musical contest. We were each presented with a large grid of piping. The piping was actually teapots and other similar containers in L and T and + shapes. We were to dismantle the grid and pour water from them. When the water was poured out, it would play a song from the 1920s, 30s, 40s or early 50s. We had to sing the song and reassemble the grid based on the music.

I won! The game was tons of fun and I wish it actually existed.

Dream

May. 31st, 2009 10:44 am
lynxreign: (Went Well)
Had a dream I was in Vegas. We were going into a bar and it was a very strange, very busy bar.
First of all, it was a bar/video arcade, full of retro and new games.
Second, when you went in you had to register your gaming group because you were supposed to be in a role playing game the whole time you were in there. Not a LARP, but an RPG. Everyone got a mike hooked up to a computer and a palmtop with the rules. When you said something that required a die roll, the computer rolled for you. The group could split up and still be in touch over the mikes.
Third, it was also a karaoke bar.
There were also live concerts going on, a restaurant and a video-game break dancing contest going on.
At some point in the dream I wandered over to the break-dancing video game where [livejournal.com profile] a_akimbo and his mom were destroying the competition. I was unable to beat them even after figuring out how to game the system.
After the break dancing, we all went to dinner with some other people we met at the club. We were at the restaurant in the club. Devo was playing (see Song of the Day today) and we were talking about music. At some point [livejournal.com profile] a_akimbo declared he knew everything there was to know about every glam band ever. Unfortunately for him, he didn't know we were having dinner with Brian May. A contest ensued that [livejournal.com profile] a_akimbo lost. Then Brian May and I talked about astrophysics. And I woke up.

Dream

Jan. 3rd, 2009 06:00 am
lynxreign: (Secret ID)
Copper just woke me up for food and I realized I needed to write this dream down or I'd forget it.

So I'm working with Ryan Stiles, who is maanaging a bar amd he's all excited 'cause he's finally got a chance to quit and act. He's gotten a part as a mad scientist with low impulse control and he's really excited. Sadly he isn't going to be paid for awhile and needs some cash 'cause he can't work at the bar while he's doing the broadway movie.

So he goes up to his office and places an ad for a going out of business sale for his comic store. Of course, he doesn't actually have a comic store, he's really just selling his comic collection at his mom's house, but thinks he'll get a better turnout this way.

Now I'm sitting on my motorcycle in front of a house next door to his mom's place, looking at the badly made, upside-down sign for the sale. In the driveway of the neighbor's house, all on their own motorcycles, is the cast of teh British Who's Line is it Anyway and the Blackhawks. I look left and another motorcycle gamg is riding up to go to the sale. It is Al Pachino's gamg and we're all excited 'cause we know he'll buy a lot of comics.

I'm actually sitting a ways off from either group and apparently in motorcycle culture there's this thing called "ghosting" where you ride up and stop next to someone, staring straight ahead. Then you glance over at them and look them in the eye and ride off. This happens to me while I'm sitting there and I clearly recognize the guy. I hadn't at first 'cause his moustache was a mess with strands of it going everywhere, including up his nostrils, but when he looks away again I know. I ride over as Stiles is about to go help Pachino and I call him back.

""Do you know who just ghosted me?" I yell?
Stiles doesn't care, he wants to go make a sale and Pachino is walking over.
"Hitler! I was just ghosted by Hitler!"
I clearly want something to be done about this, but Stiles isn't listening 'cause Pachino has just said "We're gonna take at least five tigers" and getting rid of his tigers will make Stiles a lot of money.

Clearly a lot of people want to get Hitler 'cause hte scene changes to a darkened room at police headquarters where they're interrogating society-types froma a 1940's party. They're doing this by chaining 2 women and 2 men together, boy-girl, and dropping them into a large tank of freezing water, hauling them out and saying things like "alright, talk!" My point of view at this point is through one of the men and one of the women, though also from outside the tank and the faces of the people are horrifying screams of agony. This is especially horrible 'cause the cops had just hauled us out of a freezing river.

The scene switches again to Robin fighting his way through a buildind. He thinks he's fighting his way to a boss who knows the whereabouts of Hitler, but really he's been hypnotized and doesn't know he's actually performing for the sweet 16 birthday party of one of the gorilla people. She has a huge crush on Robin and has made him believe she's his girlfriend and says she can't wait for the performance part to be over as Robin climbs over a collapsed wall.

That's when Copper woke me.

My apologies for any typos, I'm 1/2 asleep and don't have my glasses on.

Now back to bed.

Words

Aug. 21st, 2008 08:32 am
lynxreign: (Tiger)
I think I've been playing too much Scrabulous. Last night I was dreaming words. Sadly, they are new words and won't be in Scrabulous. The one I remember is:

Jate - a person who deals with tea and flags, often in an official capacity.


Also this morning I realized that cats odd behavior can be explained by their biological uniqueness. Cats are the only animal that frequently transition between organic and inorganic matter. This explains why sometimes they are normal and sometimes a silicate. EDIT:(silly cat) (you have to say it out loud for it to work well) (It IS funny) (Honest!)
lynxreign: (Default)
Last night I was dreaming of being in a race. It was a science-fictiony, scavenger-hunt race and I was winning handily. Eventually I was winning so easily that my brain evidently decided it was boring and switched to another dream, as though it were an NFL blowout. "We now take you to a more interesting dream already in progress." It was quite odd...
lynxreign: (Rocket to Russia)
Last night I kept alternating between sex dreams and nightmares. Come to think of it, that'd be a great album name. Anyway, this has been true of the last 2 nights and they keep waking me up. It is all very annoying.

I'd much prefer more dreams like the one I had a few nights ago where I was bicycling through the Philadelphia countryside circa 1770 with Ben Franklin. We were discussing constitutional theory and practice.

Of course that dream left me wondering why they called it a "Constitution". Was this a word in use at the time? Did they create the word from other English words or derive it from Latin? If it was in use at the time, what was it being used for?

Dream

May. 6th, 2008 08:21 am
lynxreign: (Squid!)
Had an unusual dream last night, mostly because of the dead star who was in it. In the dream, Danny Thomas* came over to visit and was telling us tales of when he was a big TV star. The story that stands out most in my dream was how when he was first starting out, it was much easier for the director and camera man to film him in scenes where he was stationary, preferably sitting. He didn't like this, he thought movement was more interesting on TV. He argued for this enough that the director assigned him "points" that he could use to perform different actions at different costs during scenes. When he ran out of points he'd either have to stick to the original blocking in a scene or he'd be charged against his salary for more points. He said he worked almost for free that first year.

Then I was all excited 'cause I'd just finished refurbishing a 1950s era, rectangular spotlight, like the kind he must have used! (In dreamland only, this never existed in reality.) I was quite excited because I'd found the last piece while I was unpacking. (A device I unpacked yesterday in reality. I'm not sure what it is actually for.) I managed to have a re-sizable aperture and everything! I demonstrated it for him from the kitchen, but woke up before I could see his reaction.


*I'm not expecting anyone except [livejournal.com profile] jeffwik to know who Danny Thomas was.
lynxreign: (Default)
I only remember an image from the dream last night. Sadly it had nothing to do with the game from the other night. The image was of men in suits walking. However, instead of heads they had coconut trees. And instead of coconuts, they had rabbits.

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