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OMG HI! [Oct. 21st, 2015|04:29 pm]
Hello, person!

This note is here to inform folks wandering in that this is not my real blog. I've got a long-running real-life blog on my own website, which has a Livejournal feed set up at rob_vincent.

When I signed up to LiveJournal to comment on friends' journals and use communities, I decided to not let this account go to waste by using it as a dream journal. This makes it mostly uninteresting to people who are not me but hey, I've always wanted to journal my dreams. Since I've been doing this project I've found it quite therapeutic and fascinating in its way, and I'm glad I've gotten into the habit. The primary home of this project has since been moved from LJ to Dreamwidth ([personal profile] rob_t_firefly) but automatically crossposts back here to LJ. Here's more info on that change.

For more info on what I'm all about in real life you can check out my LJ profile as well as me dot net.
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(no subject) [Aug. 12th, 2014|09:02 am]
[Mood |thirstythirsty]

The other night I dreamt the world was being taken over by vampires, until clerics of various faiths from all over the world got together with the bright idea to consecrate the oceans, clouds, and the moisture in the air, so that the entire biosphere contained holy water which killed off the vampires.

Surely an idea like this must have been done in fiction? At any rate, anyone who sees this is welcome to use it.

This entry originally posted at http://rob-t-firefly.dreamwidth.org/58641.html. You are welcome to comment here, or over there using your Dreamwidth account, LiveJournal account, or any other OpenID.
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(no subject) [May. 23rd, 2014|02:35 pm]
[Mood |excitedexcited]

A short announcement by me on behalf of myself...

There's a book I wish to write! It's a humorous Doctor Who style of thing, grown from my spoof Who trivia project, and in order to fund the time I'd need to do it I've launched a project over on the ol' Kickerstarter. Is it your thing? If so, I'd really appreciate you showing your support, getting your copy, spreading the word, and so on!

I promise you this is relevant to this dream-journal type thing; this project has been in the works for ages. While doing all the work behind the scenes to get this going, as you can imagine I have been having a lot more Doctor Who dreams, in quantities above and beyond my standard levels of obsession with the program. I've also dreamt of the project itself; nightmares about it failing without a whimper as well as wonderful dreams of it finding great success. We'll see in about a month which of those dreams turn out to be the prophetic ones...

In other news, as you may know I moved to Manhattan a couple of years ago. One thing that struck me for a long time afterward, is how when I'd dream of being "home" my dream-home kept being based on where I used to live rather than where I now live. Even when my girlfriend, roommates, etc. who I live with now were in the dream, we were somehow living at my old place. I don't think it was a case of me not consciously feeling as though I'm truly "home" in my new place, as that shift happened rather quickly in reality; I surmised that when my subconscious was given the pool of all my memories to choose from, there was just so much more "home" material which was set in my old place.

More recently, though, my dream-home has drifted away from taking place in my old house. I think what helped spark that shift was not only that I've now had a couple years of my current home, but that I went back and visited my family at my old place after a long time away. What I saw was a classic case of "you can't go home again" as not only are many things moved around, repainted, etc. throughout the house, the whole area which used to be my chunk of the place has actually been physically destroyed since I left. Due to a cycle of damage and repair, my old rooms are actually not there anymore; instead there's just storage which is as alien to what I ever thought of as my "home" as a stranger's place would be. I think once that happened and I went to see it my brain finally flipped the switch, assimilated the information that my old home is no longer actually a place which exists, and I began to dream of my home more often.

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Odd nightmare [May. 22nd, 2013|07:32 am]
A man (sometimes it was me, but mostly it was a generic dude) was driving his sister (again sometimes it was my sister, mostly a generic lady) around when their car accidentally rear-ended someone else's. They start to panic and drive away at first, but quickly decide to do the right thing and pull over.

They walk back to the car that's been hit, and it's being driven by a teenager who is near tears; he's terrified of what his parents will say. The brother and sister inspect the damage, offer to exchange information, make sure everything's paid for, etc. but the kid is unconsolable; he's crying that it was his first time driving his family's car on his own, his mom was going to kill him, etc. The kid lives not too far from where they are, so finally they offer to go back to his house with him and explain things to his family.

They follow him to his house and he invites them in, offers them something to drink, and says he's going upstairs to get his mother. The brother and sister sit awkwardly on a couple of chairs sipping their drinks for a few minutes, but they slowly get drowsy and drift off, spilling their drinks.

When they come to they've been tied to the chairs and the room is full of about 30-40 creepy-looking relatives, with the mother front and center and the kid next to her. He just has that annoyed/embarassed look not uncommon to teenage boys being spoken for by their moms, but all eyes are on the brother and sister as the mother furiously lists all the ways in which her son is going to punish them for what they did.

The dream cuts to much later, as the brother - heavily injured and bleeding - crawls alone across the lawn back to the car, crying. It skips ahead again to the smoking remains of the car, still parked in front of the house.

This entry originally posted at http://rob-t-firefly.dreamwidth.org/58160.html. You are welcome to comment here, or over there using your Dreamwidth account, LiveJournal account, or any other OpenID.
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Animals are people too [Jun. 30th, 2012|07:28 pm]
[Mood |cheerfulcheerful]

A dream I had last night which is still sticking in my head was a bit sci-fi. There was a company who would, for a fee, give someone a treatment that would change their body to an animal of their choice for a limited time. It was something for rich and influential people to play around with, but the whole thing was actually a front; some agency (aliens?) were turning the clients into animals, but instead of changing them back afterward they'd change one of their own group into the person and take over their life.

The story of what was going on was slowly beginning to leak out because one client, who'd been turned into a field mouse, re-learned how to talk as a mouse and was getting the story out.

There's a mass-market CGI film in this somewhere.

At any rate, hi there! I realized while writing this up that I haven't blogged in forever, so there's also a brief update on the real-life blog here.

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Weirdness [May. 24th, 2012|10:33 pm]
[Mood |lethargiclethargic]

Last night I dreamt I'd been attacked by someone on the way into my house, but was able to subdue him while my family called the police. I looked away from my attacker for a moment and looked back; he'd turned into a cat, but speaking with the same voice and demanding to be let go. I kept hold of him, but started to wonder how the police would react to a complaint about a talking cat.

That was followed by a dream in which I was riding on a 19th century steam train with really cramped wooden seating, and I unsuccessfully tried to get myself a seat.

This entry originally posted at http://rob-t-firefly.dreamwidth.org/57748.html. You are welcome to comment here, or over there using your Dreamwidth account, LiveJournal account, or any other OpenID.
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Ow. [Feb. 26th, 2012|04:34 am]
[Mood |tiredtired]

I tend to lucid dream reasonably often, and much of that time I can excercise some degree of control over the dream. There are, however, times when I can't change anything despite knowing it's a dream, and just have to either go with the flow or force myself awake. The other night I dreamt I was surrounded by around half a dozen people who were stabbing me with a variety of swords and knives and things. It hurt, it was annoying, and although I was aware it was a dream I just couldn't do anything about it. I could only groan "this dream sucks, seriously, fuck this dream" until I could wake up.

This entry originally posted at http://rob-t-firefly.dreamwidth.org/57441.html. You are welcome to comment here, or over there using your Dreamwidth account, LiveJournal account, or any other OpenID.
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Hmm [Oct. 18th, 2011|02:47 am]
[Mood |weirdweird]

My dreams last night (actually yesterday morning; I'm almost fully nocturnal again) were stranger than usual. In one, an old friend and I were sitting in the stands of a sports event at some indoor arena, and instead of watching the game I was fending off said friend's repeated awkward and uncomfortable sexual advances and gropes toward me. I kept saying no and pushing him away, but he kept ignoring my protests and trying again. This is odd because I really don't think I'm that guy's type in real life, even if I were I'm sure he'd be far better-behaved than that and he'd certainly take no for an answer the first time, and I don't go out to watch sporting events.

Later I was at the house of a relative I haven't visited in real life since I was a kid. Nobody else was in the house. I raided the refrigerator and found a delicious-looking cake. I knew that for some reason I wasn't allowed to have a piece, but I did anyway and it was ridiculously delicious.

In a later dream, I was hanging with my sister at a humongous department store; K-Mart, possibly, but a much larger one than I've ever seen. Though I was my current age, my grown sister was a young kid of perhaps 10 again. We were both dressed in superhero Halloween costumes; I don't remember what hers was, but mine was the 1997 film version of Robin. (Fat chance I'd ever choose that one to wear in reality.) We were wandering around the store hoping to entertain people, but the customers who had children with them got really angry with us; they assumed we were paid by the store to market the costumes to their kids.

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Roses [Aug. 21st, 2011|10:07 pm]
[Mood |confusedconfused]

Really strange epic battle dream. There were three kings, and they were each leading their knights and generals into a massive battle with one another. However, while the context of the world this was taking place in kept changing, as did the characters from whose point-of-view I followed events, the three main characters - the kings - remained the exact same.

The dream began in a futuristic setting aboard starships, with the kings being the starship captains. I saw this from the point-of-view of a member of the starship crew preparing for the battle. Then the setting shifted to a fantasy sword-and-sorcery D&D-type setting, with everyone riding off to the battle on horseback. I saw this part from the point-of-view of one of the kings, and learned this way that the three kings had cellphones and were taunting each other via text message before the battle began. That shifted things into a present-day setting where I was away from the battle, but aware of it from the point-of-view of a child in one of the kingdoms hiding from the battle in his house with his family, while his parents tried to comfort him with nursery rhymes. Things then shifted back to the D&D setting again; the battle had happened, and I watched the citizens of the winning kingdom celebrating the victory.

There was a sentence that was spoken by different characters in the different settings, and it's still stuck in my head upon awaking: "Roses are forever and ever, any old way, anyway." It was a spoken password to something on the starship, it was a magic spell spoken by a wizard in the D&D world, it was part of a nursery rhyme read to the child in the modern-day setting, and it was part of a celebratory song again in the D&D world. I awoke with that sentence echoing in my head.

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hrm [Jul. 4th, 2011|03:11 pm]
[Mood |confusedconfused]

First dream I remember from last night involved going to the wedding of someone I've only met once in real life. Some of my other friends were there, and it was all fun until Tommy Wiseau showed up. It turned he was "director of the wedding," and brought awful costumes and scripts that all the guests had to use in order to make the wedding fit his vision. I wanted to just leave, but my date at the wedding was someone on whom I've got a major crush so I stuck around.

A later dream took place in a corporate boardroom of some sort; one wall of the room was taken up by 1940s-military-style radio communication equipment. The crowd of people in there needed to use this equipment, and it was my job to get it working. One man tearfully thanked me when I was able to show him which plug to use for his headphones. An old lady then stole the headphones I had been using and claimed they were hers.

Finally, there was a dream which took place in the small theatre at which I worked as a teenager. I was suddenly back there working on a lighting design for an upcoming play. When the director found out she became really angry; apparently she hated me for some reason and started raging about how I wasn't supposed to be working there anymore. This is especially odd because she's someone with whom I worked there in real life, and was actually one of my closest friends at that place; we always got along really well.

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Siento inusual. [Jun. 12th, 2011|04:08 pm]
[Mood |confusedconfused]

I woke from a dream in which it was, for some reason, vitally important I find a Spanish-dubbed download of Withnail & I. Like, saving-the-world important.

I don't remember any further details about the dream, but I do sort of want to see that film in Spanish now.

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Erm. [May. 15th, 2011|04:28 pm]
[Mood |confusedconfused]

Why am I having dreams about being a panelist at a television awards show? I don't like television awards shows, but I'd somehow forgotten this in the dream and was quite happy to be there.

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urgh [Apr. 19th, 2011|12:53 am]
[Mood |tiredtired]

I fell asleep listening to Internet radio, and dreamt I was working on a talk radio show (not the one at which I really work.) In the dream I couldn't get the controls to fade the music out so I could do my show, and ended up awkwardly shouting over it while interviewing Frank Conniff. One of the songs featured swearing, making me panic about getting bitten by the FCC and fired.

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Recursion and explosion [Mar. 29th, 2011|11:13 pm]
Last weekend I was awake for around two days straight. When I finally did get to sleep, most of my dreams involved going to sleep. Inb4 Inception jokes.

Earlier today I nodded off briefly, and awoke with a single sentence echoing in my mind: "How do you drop a grenade into a can of paint, and not paint everything in the room?" I'm still meditating on that. Thoughts?

In a rare real-life note for my friends on DW/LJ, if you're in New York City on April 11 come see this show I'm in! </shamelessplug>

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TARDISes? TARDeeSe? TARDI? [Feb. 9th, 2011|03:12 pm]
[Mood |geekygeeky]

Had a fannish dream last night which involved the Eleventh Doctor and Jack Harkness running around my house as it looked when I was very young. At one point there was a plan to use one TARDIS to tow another, non-working TARDIS (which was a police box literally up on cement blocks) to a repair facility.

Even in my subconscious, fezzes are cool.

Later I ended up a student back in a particular school I've never seen in real life, but often attend in dreams. Upon waking I can never remember all that much about those particular dreams, though I think during each one I remember the events of the previous ones again, and there is a sense of some continuity and narrative between them.

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Hrm [Jan. 5th, 2011|01:45 pm]
[Mood |tiredtired]

Just woke from a dream in which I was listening to some classy evening-gown-wearing singer, Shirley Bassey or someone like that, performing a cover of Eric Clapton's "Cocaine" song in which the lyric was changed to "champagne."

I wonder if that's been done already in real life, it seems a bit obvious.

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Come hear the tale of Skara Brae [Dec. 25th, 2010|12:03 pm]
[Mood |cheerfulcheerful]

I dreamed of playing the old Bard's Tale games I loved so much on the Apple IIe at least 100 years ago. As so often happens in videogame dreams, the perspective kept shifting between being myself playing the game on a computer, and being a character within the game.

I hadn't played or even thought about those games much in 20 years or so, but today I woke up desperate to play them again. I just downloaded the three games off this Bard's Tale site, in the original Apple II format, and shall take a shot at running through them once again. Woo!

Happy and merry holidays, current and belated, where applicable.

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Good old-fashioned values [Dec. 4th, 2010|04:18 pm]
[Mood |awakeawake]

After not really sleeping for two days, I crashed for 13 hours and woke up feeling marvelous.

I had a dream which involved a Broadway musical version of Family Guy. My perspective kept shifting around between a member of the audience watching the show, an actor playing a character in the show, a technical person working behind the scenes of the show, and an actual character in the show. I remember finding it pretty hilarious, but of course all the jokes evaporated from my memory when I woke up.

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(no subject) [Nov. 28th, 2010|05:11 am]
[Mood |tiredtired]

For the first time in ages, I had a nightmare about the arcade I used to run. It was the standard workplace-type nightmares everyone has occasionally, wherein you're trying to do your job but suddenly forget how to do something simple, you keep losing count or misreading paperwork, etc. I find the experience is always a bit more unsettling when it features a job I haven't had for ages; it feels like the occasional nightmares I have reliving stuff like High School, stuck in some class or social situation while thinking somewhere in the back of my dream-addled mind "wait, aren't I in my 30s?"

I guess it makes a certain sort of sense, though; whatever chunk in the back of my head insists upon generating me that sort of nightmare doesn't have much else to work with these days. It must be difficult to build that sort of structurally-enforceable nightmare environment about the entirely unstructured freelance work I'm doing at the moment.

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D&D [Nov. 16th, 2010|01:56 pm]
[Mood |tiredtired]

Dreamt I was at a gamer convention. Wil Wheaton was there, and he greeted me as though he knew me. Then he mentioned that night's scheduled large-scale Dungeons and Dragons tournament, and how he knew my campaign would be great and he couldn't wait to play it. I tried explaining that I didn't make one, and in fact it's been around 7 years since I GMed anything and 10 since I've touched D&D, but he didn't seem to hear me so I had no choice but to suddenly make a campaign ready for playing by about 100 people that evening.

Sleep was fitful and I kept waking up during this dream, reassuring myself that I wasn't really at such an event and didn't have to do such a job, but I kept slipping back into the same dream again. Unsettling.

A later dream involved me as Craig Ferguson's cameraman, following him as he wandered around the city and complained about things being dirty. I don't know why.

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