Awww, look at the kitty!

#1
At the base of a hill. I have three options. I can walk up the smooth part, run up the hilly part, or take an ATV over the really rocky part. I'm supposed to choose the option that will get me to the top fastest.

#2
Working at the animal shelter. Not like washing puppies or anything-- doing my real-life, normal job inside the animal shelter. Reena's sitting at her desk next to me in the hallway. Mike and Ali are working inside the glass-walled room where they keep all the cats. I walk up to the room for a closer look. A puppy has found a way to sneak into the cat shelter and is being pounced upon by several kittens.

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Note: Big thanks to Kevin and Stowe for pimping my blog in their awesome web comic this morning. The pressure to deliver high energy, entertaining dreams is on!

Pretty sure dream #1 is based on an episode of Biggest Loser I watched earlier this week. The contestants could climb up and down a massive amount of stairs for 5 points, or take the trolley up the hill for 1 point. First person to 100 points won a car.

Dream #2 is most likely inspired by the trip I took to the Humane Society earlier this week. I've decided to get a cat and wanted to make sure I was fully prepared (financially, scheduling-wise, etc.). I wandered through the "cattery" and wanted to take at least half of them home that day.

It's never lupus.

#1
I am at my childhood best friend's house. There is a little girl in a purple princess costume looking up at me. She kind of looks like Audrey. She informs me that she isn't a princess, she's a doctor, and I do not have lupus.

Territorial Samurai

#1
Running a 5k, but it's basically laps around the inside of a mall. My mom and step dad are there watching. Every time I pass them they try and get me to stop and try things on.

#2
Something involving kittens and Suze telling me I can't take one home until they're old enough to make noise.

#3
Walking through the woods at a state park or something. I walk up to the bathrooms and they're blocked by a group of samurai saying I can't use this bathroom and have to go back down the hill to the other bathrooms.

Snookiing. It's a verb meaning "to Snooki".

#1
Walking through a mall. I get all turned around and end up in a salon. I visit with the staff for a while and one of them jokes about "Snookiing" me. I ask what the hell Snookiing is and he says it means to spray with self tanner.

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Note: To my dearly devoted blog readers (both of you): Please know that I have not forsaken you. This last week I've either been too tired to remember my dreams, or they were so bizarre that I think you'd be more disturbed than entertained.

But I'm back... and once again dreaming about something I know nothing about. I am aware that Jersey Shore exists, but I've never seen an episode or watched an interview. But I do recall Snooki being parodied on SNL's Weekend Update... maybe that's it.

Addendum: I would like to point out that while I have still not dreamed of Sarah Palin, I am making up new words in my dreams.

Vegas, baby!

#1
Walking through Treasure Island with Brian and Brittany. I say something to the effect of, "I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but despite the whole 'pirate' thing, I've never stayed at Treasure Island." They inform me that I have mentioned that. More than once.

#2
Still in Vegas, but this time it's with Amanda and we're there for a theater/acting convention. I miss the last workshop to pick Suze & DJ up at the airport. Some how I end up getting to watch a sneak peek/ rehearsal of Glee.

Croutons, Chick Flicks and Michael Jackson

#1
Cleaning up after family photos with Suze & DJ. DJ's in the front yard trying to make croutons by frying several pieces of bread on a BBQ. He keeps tossing the soggy/overly buttered pieces out. I find this very frustrating, as I keep telling him that I'm hungry and would gladly eat them. Suze's grandma then yells at me not to forget my lily plant.

#2
Walking through a movie theater. Not 100% sure of the movie being shown but it looks like Eat Pray Love. The theater is packed. I end up sitting on the floor with a bunch of people who are obviously part of a book club. Two women down in front begin to argue loudly. Looks like it might turn into a fist fight. I look around for somewhere else to sit.

#3
In the TV room of my grandparents' old house. There are about a dozen people with me. We're all there to learn the steps for Michael Jackson's Thriller dance. We're supposed to be performing Thriller at some sort of upcoming stadium flash mob. One of the people (Michaela Ripley) gets up to demonstrate the choreography and it's nothing like the actual Thriller dance. We agree, as a group, that this particular choreography is stupid. 

Perhaps sushi is the key...

#1
Trying to organize a weekly get together with Suze & DJ, Jules & Amanda, and Julie & Jason. I suggest we get together and watch episodes of "A Bit of Fry and Laurie".  Somehow this degenerates into a search of YouTube videos involving Hugh Laurie and an Auto-Tune.

#2
I'm standing outside the house I grew up in. I'm being told I need to finish coming up with an idea for SCATS. I suggest a "bring us up to speed" comic that summarizes all the previous comics. Mainly, I'm suggesting this so I don't have to write anything.

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Note: See, outside stimuli CAN affect my dreams. Last night I had sushi with the creators and fans of SCATS, a web comic featured weekly on feedtacoma.com. The event included a quiz and whoever won the quiz got to pick the setting for the next round of comics. I didn't win (not even close).

Also, earlier this week I was watching a documentary on Eddie Izzard and he mentioned being in a college comedy troupe that was in direct competition with the Footlights, the comedy troupe of Cambridge University (which included Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie). I had also recently added all 4 seasons of "A Bit of Fry and Laurie" to my Netflix queue. Haven't watched them yet.