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17 July 2008

Bizarre dreams.... [More:] About marriage, of all things.

I had two really weird dreams about marriage and weddings last night. Or maybe they were the same dream. You know how sometimes you can't tell?

Strange marriage dream #1: I was sitting around in a group of people, and two people away was this person whom I barely knew, but to whom I was engaged. We were giggling because there was a sign nearby announcing the engagement, but no one had seen it and everyone was in the dark, even though we kept dropping hints and making jokes.

Turns out I'd taken some online quiz that tested X-Files knowledge. When it finished and my score was tabulated, the website matched me with this woman (who was supposed to be, I think, the sister of a high school classmate, although in real life that classmate was an only child). So on the basis of that quiz, we decided to get married.

At some point, folks finally figured out that we were engaged and started congratulating us. We said thank you, and I turned to my intended and said, "You know, I probably cheated on that quiz."

She laughed and thought I was kidding.

"No really," I told her, "I hardly ever watched the X-Files. And on online quizzes, I often Google the answers so that I can feel smarter than I really am."

It ended there. I'm not sure what her reaction was, but I suspect I was immediately dumped.

Strange marriage dream #2 (or, possibly, #1B): There was going to be some sort of community-wide gay-marrying event on Saturday. The coordinator of my community garden told me about it. It was going to be shoe-horned in between some lecture series in the morning, and then a slow food potluck in the evening, hosted by arse_hat.

Of course, I had to go.

One of the couples who signed up for the gay marrying was a pair of bearded gay guys. I don't know any bearded gay guys, in person, in real life, but for some reason I was in their wedding. It was scary because we had to stand on very tall dressers [???] up at the altar and I'm afraid of heights.

Anyway, we had the rehearsal for that one, then I went to sit in the audience and wait for the whole thing to start. Scores of people were pouring into the venue. I recognized lots of them -- cousins, high school classmates, Metachat people, etc.

As I was sitting there waiting for my girlfriend to show up, the dream took one of those weird turns where another plot element is added, but was never officially revealed: GF and I were getting married too.

So I'm sitting there waiting, and the crowd is getting bigger and bigger, and she's running a little late, and I'm getting a little antsy. (This is, as you may have guessed, a bit of a real-life issue.)

Iron & Wine showed up to play a song. (And boy, was he FAT! And he had a little tiny head!) He prefaced by saying "I don't normally play at weddings." I thought that was cool because, hey, Iron & Wine was playing at my mass gay wedding!

Anyway, during the song, GF shows up and starts wandering down the aisle looking for me. I wave her over.

Holy. Shit.

She's wearing a clown suit.

She's wearing a big, red, frilly clown dress. Her face is painted like Buttons the Clown from The Greatest Show on Earth (which I watched recently). She's got this big white bonnet on her head.

"Are you seriously wearing that?" I asked her.

"Are you seriously asking?" she replied.

I don't remember much of the rest of the conversation -- just that I insisted that we talk about the fact that everyone was going to laugh at us, and she accused me of being too serious. We had to go talk elsewhere in order to keep from disturbing everyone, so we found an elevator and discussed it in there.

----

Anywho. Just wondering how all of this got into my head. We happened across a wedding in a campground in the mountains this week, and were talking about how cool it would be, in a general sense, to have that kind of wedding, so I'm hoping that's it.

(I left out some details that would make all this too easy to over-analyze, like the fact that we ended up stuck in the elevator.)
Those are really cool. I have a lot of dreams where I'm up on furniture for no apparent reason. Sometimes during the dream I figure out that I'm supposed to be reaching for things while I'm up there, but usually it's just me up on a desk or a table, doing dream stuff.

I like the "Are you seriously asking?" conversation.
posted by Hugh Janus 17 July | 13:35
It harkens to unwanted hats and impending weddings.
posted by ethylene 17 July | 13:40
I think it means you're gay!
posted by mullacc 17 July | 13:51
I can't imagine how bizarrely anxiety-provoking it would be to have marriage suddenly -- like, overnight -- become a fairly easy option, rather than an immensely complicated thing wherein everyone involved is making a very conscious choice and there's all sorts of complicated planning involved and it's the exception, more or less, rather than the rule.

I mean, it's about freakin' time on the marriage rights, of course, but there's a weird freaked-out look that I've suddenly seen appearing on my gay friends' faces who are in long-term relationships, especially as so many people in their immediate circles are making appointments at City Hall. I don't know how much of this applies to you personally, but I've definitely been getting a sense that there's a sudden added pressure in the air. Everyone seems a bit more brittle than usual.
posted by occhiblu 17 July | 13:55
Oh, I love the clown suit bit. You have way more interesting dreams than I do, pups.

(although there is a guy called matteo in our childbirth class, and last night I dreamed that he was matteo matteo, and brought up mefi in our classes and it was all very worlds-colliding and scary)
posted by gaspode 17 July | 14:57
I had a dream last night that I let Will Smith pick me up in a bar and take me back to his yacht to have bad sex, like, no good. I was trying to figure out how I was going to explain it all to my husband, when all of a sudden, I ran into Ryan Seacrest, at which point I became relieved. Because if I could tell my husband I had spent the evening hanging out with Ryan Seacrest, he would be okay with it, because Ryan Seacrest is gay. I woke up grateful that none of those things had actually happened.
posted by msali 17 July | 15:01
Sorry, I've got nothing on gay dreams to add here. But I did have a dream about a cat that's been gone for 16 years (and was cremated. Remember that point.)
I had a chest of drawers that was dilapidated and not worth saving. We needed to make some room in our house. The top drawer would fold down and make a writing desk. So I began opening it up, to empty it before tossing the chest. I folded down the top drawer - and there was "Crazy Cat", who'd died of cancer 16 years ago! He looked much worse than he ever did in real life, let me tell you, like a bad freeze-dried version. I said "Holy Sh*t! We never took care of the body!" and proceeded to lift him out of the desk.
Well, lo and behold, he started to breathe. It was like he had been in suspended animation. I really freaked out. We put a bowl of dry food (and one piece of meat) on the floor; it was like watching the Tasmanian Devil eat. The whole dream I was trying to figure out just how old the cat was now - the answer is 32 years old. I kept telling myself (in the dream) "I've gotta call mom. She'll never believe this." Bizarre.
posted by redvixen 17 July | 19:05
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