Sunday, June 04, 2006

Ultra strange dreams. A junkie made me deliver his product to a customer and she died and he blamed me. Never have dealings with junkies.

I was doing a goofy Isadora Duncan-type dance on the top of a verdant bluff overlooking a river, when a barge came along with a symphony playing and about 200 folding chairs for an audience. There were 6 people in attendance. I felt sorry for them.

Then the river turned into a street and there was a marching band, and someone I knew in high school came careening along the avenue in a pickup truck, narrowly missing the baton twirlers.

Then I was in charge of a dance troupe who were to open ceremonies of entertaining some sort of dignitary. He arrived, but all my fellow dancers were late, so I had to improvise to the song, and the dignitary was Lou Rawls. My solo dance was better than the group thing, anyway, and he loved it.

Then my in-laws had to provide burgers for all the audience, and they were sitting at picnic tables, angry because my inlaws ran out of buns and had to run to the store for more. They were taking the cooked hamburger patties out of a dishwasher.

Have you ever been more exhausted when you wake up than you were when you went to sleep?

What does it all mean?

6 comments:

Becky said...

I actually do that quite a bit, and I think it's sometimes an outlet for whatever's going on. I tend to over-analyze and over-worry, but don't always let others know it on the outside so that I come across as more laid-back. so, the internalization has to come out somehow -- the dreams or the blog.

Anonymous said...

What does it all mean? That you're either 106 or too well read for using Isadora Duncan as a simile (on a "verdant bluff" no less). Perhaps you were channeling Jimmy Webb - "someone left the cake out in the rain... (but the meat's in the dishwasher), and I don't think that I can taaaaaake it"... Ahh the curse of the intellectually gifted;you are much too smart for the average bear.
Actually, it sounds as though no ones giving you enough props for all you do and/or all the talents you possess. Haven't performed in a while? Have you abandoned that part of your life dream? Don't bet on it; your psyche is not ready to put it to bed permanently yet.
However, the Lou Rawls reference is troubling: could you be harboring erotic fantasies of playing pattie-cake with deceased velvet voiced black men? If so, you're in for a bumpy night when Isaac Hayes shuffles (or does the Hustle) from this mortal coil although the Scientology aspect could be a dealbreaker. " *Doop doop doop da doop de doop doo doo..."

*melody from Van McCoy's "Do the Hustle"

nein said...

Know one knows what they mean.

I hate that word, know.

Know what I mean?

phlegmfatale said...

becky - interesting. It's like overfilling a trashbag - it'll come bursting out SOMEWHERE. may as well be here!

anonymous - wow - that actually sounds like serious analysis, written by a wry wit. I think you are spot-on, actually. My thwarted operatic career, frustrated creative ambitions. Ah, well. As for the penchant for deceased velvet-voiced black men, well, I have no idea where that came from. Yes, the scientology would hopefully keep Isaac Hayes at bay. Oh, and I read the "doop doops" and knew you were intoning the Hustle there. How scary is that?
This was one of my favorite comments ever. I hope you'll visit again.

nein - I know precisely what you mean, nein.

chuck said...

THE REASON YOU WOKE UP EXHAUSTED IS THAT YOU TOOK THE HAMBURGERS OUT OF THE DISHWASHER TOO SOON...REMEMBER: SAVOR YOUR DREAMS, EVEN THE YUCKY ONES...TOO SOON DREAMS BECOME PART OF THE ETHER.

P.S. YOUR WRITING IS FUN...LIKE ABOUT THE KITCHEN STAFF AT SCHOOL WHO "HAD KITTENS". THAT IS A GREAT EXPRESSION I HAVEN'T HEARD IN AGES!

WRITE ON!

phlegmfatale said...

I'm glad you liked the dream, chuck. I usually have ultra-vivid, ultra weird dreams, and I generally refrain from telling people about them because I don't want to seem like a kook who puts too much stock in dreams. But they are kinda fun. Thanks for stopping by. Come on back anytime!