Kris Brower

In this dream I find myself trying to find a familiar face to sit with at some sort of banquet. Everyone is dressed a little strangely, and I seem out of place with a polo shirt and jeans. I sit down at a table of some girls one of which I don’t really know but recognize from high school. They give me evil disgusted glares, and I ask if I should move to a different table. No one responds, which I take to mean I should leave immediately.

I get up and somehow find one of my friends from college to sit with. She is dressed very strangely, and I ask what this banquet is for. She claims it is a celebration of our strangeness.(the we are so strange dinner) After that I notice another friend from college. She has a huge bowl of spaghetti in front of her and seems worried that I do not have any food. In a childlike tone she asks if I want any food.

Last night I dreamt I was in the gym. I had never been to this gym before, but I felt like I was in a college somewhere. I am not sure if the gym was crowded or not, but I did not notice any other people there, and I never had any competition for the few machines I tried to work.

I was having the hardest time with the bench. The space around the bench was very crowded with other machines, and every time I tried to lift the weight, the actual bench was either too high, too low, or not aligned correctly. Eventually I gave up trying to use the bench and searched for a long time for the machine that works your pecks.

Eventually I found the machine I was looking for in a completely different room that I was surprised to find. I started to do the exercise after adjusting a very weird weight selection thingy. Instead of being a long metal pin that went through the weights, it was made of multiple pieces of plastic which held the weights together in a way I still do not understand.

After doing a few reps I noticed my bio lab partner sitting across from me in a chair that you would find at an airport terminal. She tried to give me a hug, but I refused because I was too sweaty.

2 seperate dreams today.

The first was short and relatively normal. I went to get my haircut with my mom and sister at some sort of salon. The hairdresser did a terrible job, and I kept on complaining to my mom that I could of got it done cheaper and better with my friend this upcoming weekend. She paid for my haircut and then gave me money for the tip. For some reason these long triangular pieces of glass were worth three dollars. I was not able to find either of the people to whom I was supposed to tip, so my mom ended up having to do it.

Then I was the main character Akeem in the movie "Coming to America". I was really frustrated because I wanted to play this board game "Settlers of Catan", but I had no one to play with. My servants always let me win, because they were afraid of my wrath. I tried playing on a computer, but I got bored of that easily. The mother that Akeem has in the movie suggested that I go America to find opponents, and presumably thats what I did.

From now on I am going to post dreams that I have. Mostly because I want to remember them, and my dreams tend to be crazy/weird. Anyway here is the first:

For some reason I am at the beach with my entire extended family. I think we are celebrating something for my second oldest cousin, because he has a lot of friends there with him as well. Everyone except for me begins to drink beer straight from the case. My cousin mentions that it is just like head.(lionshead - Note: I have never heard this expression before) My little cousins all want me to push them up and down in rocking chairs and are really happy when I do.

After the beers are finished we go for a swim. A strange alien like machine brings an inflatable slide and an inflatable trampoline. The slide is left very far out to sea, and my second oldest cousin swims to get it. The trampoline is headed to the shore, and I swim to get that one. At this point I realize my oldest cousin is not in the dream at all. When we retrieve the inflatable things, my grandparent make it seem like they should get to go on them first.

At this point my dream shifts to being back in the place where everyone else was drinking beers. There is a stand similar to the ones found in highway rest stops with very good looking food in it. I pick out something that looks like a rib, but it turns out to be bacon. I look for a long time for chicken fingers, but there are not any. Instead I choose this toasted sandwich with fried onions and bacon on it. There were other things on it too, but I forget what they were. It looked delicious.