I had a dream that a bear bit me on the shoulder then I got diagnosed with a disease which caused terminal politeness

Went to a foreign country for vacation and bought a whole-ass bale of hay. Most of the dream was me trying to smuggle it home through customs.

I was back in high school with my late friend who shared a first name with me. I kept wanting to tell him or show him things that I think he would find interesting, and we kept getting interrupted by everything else.

I’ve processed my grief and have come to terms with the reality that is a world without him in it, but sometimes my brain just likes to remind me, I guess. Miss you Goose, thanks for coming by.

I dreamt I was in the lord of the rings world. Someone had been kidnapped and a party of three getting together to make a rescue. There was human, a dwarf and halfling. I was the halfling.

I talked to the dwarf and learned that his father was one of the group that had defeated Smaug and recovered the Lonely Mountain. He was understandably proud of that but was also being weirdly vague about which dwarf his father was. After asking several ways he finally admitted his father was “Lumpy”. I said “You mean Bombur?”. But know his father wasn’t Bombur, but the otherwise pretty much forgotten member of the party “Lumpy” who was apparently more embarrassing than Bombur had been.

That was the whole dream.

Last night I dreamt that Austin Powers was teaching me how to dance and rear like a horse while I and others wore a golden tractor outfit, my hands were bound and I was chasing hot dogs as well

(Not even embellishing a little bit)

How’d you know I had an ass dream last night??

I dreamed that vines were growing out of my legs with eggplants growing on them. I had to painfully rip them out one by one. I woke up to find that my mom had cooked eggplant for breakfast.

Funny thing is, I did have a weird ass dream last night. My issue has always been I forget the content of the dreams almost instantly. I remember something weird, then I woke up and thought “Boy that was weird”. A moment later it was gone.

One of the up sides of using weed is that sleep is instant and nice. One of the down sides is that you don’t remember your dreams.

I had some big-ass PCs, something like skyscraper height

That’s the only cool part

Also strange that they only required something like 3/4 3pin connectors, although I don’t remember if they were normal or enormous ones

This week, a few days ago, because I don’t remember today’s dreams:

Someone dropped droplets on a table, in four spots specifically. What could that be and mean? Oh, surely it’s drugs. People came, pinched their finger tip with a needle, and put them in the drops. An interesting way to consume drugs for sure.

I felt droplets on my back. I anticipated being drugged and kidnabbed. Indeed I also felt a pinch. I faked delirium for a while. Someone indeed came, picked me up onto their shoulder, and carried me off.

When they unlocked a door to a room, I jumped up, pushed them in - they were baffled and confused -, and I closed the door. Two more showed up, so I pushed them in too.

In the next room there was a big room and bar. The bartender seemed to also be part of it, but less so.

Anyway, police came and arrested all four.

Suddenly - situation or environment change - a judge sits to my right, behind a table. She has heavy makeup on. Red lips, full face - probably white. Something happens that her makeup is removed (I don’t remember; water?). She works on putting it back on.

To have her hands free she gives me a plastic stick, which has integrated on top something - circled, something transparent. (It doesn’t factually look like one, more like a toy magic wand, but) It’s a microphone, and we’re in a party setting. Many people around, we celebrate the arresting and I guess my role in arresting.

So surely it’s a microphone and she wants me to sing. I’m very averse. I circle around a bit, in a half dance or something, and get to someone and give them the stick. Confused they look at me. I tell them: “Pass it on.”

I wake up. Maybe because of anxiety of having to sing in such a public setting.

How did you know I dreamt of weird asses?!

I dreamt that I was sitting in a Taco Bell drinking down cups and cups of Mtn Dew Baja Blast. I eventually decided it was time to go home so I started walking. Mind you it was the middle of the night.

As I walked home I started to get paranoid someone was following me. As I got closer to my house I remember checking my phone and getting depressed because none of my family members tried to contact me to see where I was so late into the night.

Walked in the house and my dad was at the top of the stairs (we have a very good relationship so I was happy to see him), he didn’t say anything to me, turned around and went into the kitchen, and I started tearing up. Woke up and was depressed for a few hours afterwords. :(

The joker said he’d give me a million dollars if I could stab him and then when I did he gave me Dr. Pepper instead. I dont even like Dr pepper

I was on vacation with military contractors and in between hitting the beach with family had to try to sneak into a research facility to cover someone’s unapproved vacation.