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revbob wrote:
23 Nov 2021, 9:21am
I was back to work last night.
It's always hard after a vacation, eh?
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revbob wrote:
23 Nov 2021, 9:21am
I was back to work last night.
It really sucks that "work" is such a large part of our life that it intrudes on our dreams. :angry: :angry:
God, what a mess, on the ladder of success
Where you take one step and miss the whole first rung

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Sparky wrote:
23 Nov 2021, 12:20pm
revbob wrote:
23 Nov 2021, 9:21am
I was back to work last night.
It really sucks that "work" is such a large part of our life that it intrudes on our dreams. :angry: :angry:
Yeah, unfortunately I mostly blame me.

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I've had a recurring dream of sorts several nights over the past week where I was managing a female band called the Maybes. I don't recall much detail from any of the dreams except those details and the sense that each scenario is a bit different. It's the closest I've gotten to one of revbob's dream jobs (so to speak).
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Dr. Medulla wrote:
13 Dec 2021, 7:56pm
I've had a recurring dream of sorts several nights over the past week where I was managing a female band called the Maybes. I don't recall much detail from any of the dreams except those details and the sense that each scenario is a bit different. It's the closest I've gotten to one of revbob's dream jobs (so to speak).
Its about time you started working you shiftless bastard.

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revbob wrote:
13 Dec 2021, 10:26pm
Dr. Medulla wrote:
13 Dec 2021, 7:56pm
I've had a recurring dream of sorts several nights over the past week where I was managing a female band called the Maybes. I don't recall much detail from any of the dreams except those details and the sense that each scenario is a bit different. It's the closest I've gotten to one of revbob's dream jobs (so to speak).
Its about time you started working you shiftless bastard.
If you considerment management working, I guess.
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Dr. Medulla wrote:
14 Dec 2021, 6:55am
revbob wrote:
13 Dec 2021, 10:26pm
Dr. Medulla wrote:
13 Dec 2021, 7:56pm
I've had a recurring dream of sorts several nights over the past week where I was managing a female band called the Maybes. I don't recall much detail from any of the dreams except those details and the sense that each scenario is a bit different. It's the closest I've gotten to one of revbob's dream jobs (so to speak).
Its about time you started working you shiftless bastard.
If you considerment management working, I guess.
What happened to the other band you were dream managing?

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revbob wrote:
14 Dec 2021, 8:33am
Dr. Medulla wrote:
14 Dec 2021, 6:55am
revbob wrote:
13 Dec 2021, 10:26pm
Dr. Medulla wrote:
13 Dec 2021, 7:56pm
I've had a recurring dream of sorts several nights over the past week where I was managing a female band called the Maybes. I don't recall much detail from any of the dreams except those details and the sense that each scenario is a bit different. It's the closest I've gotten to one of revbob's dream jobs (so to speak).
Its about time you started working you shiftless bastard.
If you considerment management working, I guess.
What happened to the other band you were dream managing?
Big Anus, the Rodeo Queen? I can only assume they've gone on to bigger and better things, leaving behind the low-rent performance circuit of my unconscious for the big time, like Ted Nugent's unconscious.
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft

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Re: Thread of Dreams

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Dr. Medulla wrote:
14 Dec 2021, 8:38am
revbob wrote:
14 Dec 2021, 8:33am
Dr. Medulla wrote:
14 Dec 2021, 6:55am
revbob wrote:
13 Dec 2021, 10:26pm
Dr. Medulla wrote:
13 Dec 2021, 7:56pm
I've had a recurring dream of sorts several nights over the past week where I was managing a female band called the Maybes. I don't recall much detail from any of the dreams except those details and the sense that each scenario is a bit different. It's the closest I've gotten to one of revbob's dream jobs (so to speak).
Its about time you started working you shiftless bastard.
If you considerment management working, I guess.
What happened to the other band you were dream managing?
Big Anus, the Rodeo Queen? I can only assume they've gone on to bigger and better things, leaving behind the low-rent performance circuit of my unconscious for the big time, like Ted Nugent's unconscious.
I was hoping for a double bill tour.

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revbob wrote:
14 Dec 2021, 9:03am
Dr. Medulla wrote:
14 Dec 2021, 8:38am
revbob wrote:
14 Dec 2021, 8:33am
Dr. Medulla wrote:
14 Dec 2021, 6:55am
revbob wrote:
13 Dec 2021, 10:26pm


Its about time you started working you shiftless bastard.
If you considerment management working, I guess.
What happened to the other band you were dream managing?
Big Anus, the Rodeo Queen? I can only assume they've gone on to bigger and better things, leaving behind the low-rent performance circuit of my unconscious for the big time, like Ted Nugent's unconscious.
I was hoping for a double bill tour.
Fucking dream lawyers make it all so damned difficult.
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft

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Doozy of a dream/nightmare, and one where I was working.

I was working in a high-tech lab—a long rectangular room that was all white and silvery, people in silver-white decontamination suits, holding canisters and beakers. I was in the foreground. The guy beside me was holding a steaming beaker that he accidentally spilled on the counter onto a plate of food. That set off a slow moving wave of energy heading to the back of the lab. I reached for the plate and the sleeve of my suit caught fire, so I pulled it back and watched as the wave moved back. Everyone in its path ran to the back of the room, but they knew they were dead. So I had to watch these people who knew they had a minute to live just sit there before they were disintegrated.

Afterwards, I was in a penthouse apartment recovering and nobody was taking me seriously about the trauma. I Zoom'd with a friend and she acted bored and giggly. I went to another apartment where my siblings were preparing a meal. One gave me a hug, but they wanted to talk about their own issues and preparing the food. Nobody I met wanted to appreciate the horror I experienced. I woke up several times in the night and each time I fell asleep I went back to that scenario.
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft

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Dr. Medulla wrote:
17 Dec 2021, 7:43am
Doozy of a dream/nightmare, and one where I was working.

I was working in a high-tech lab—a long rectangular room that was all white and silvery, people in silver-white decontamination suits, holding canisters and beakers. I was in the foreground. The guy beside me was holding a steaming beaker that he accidentally spilled on the counter onto a plate of food. That set off a slow moving wave of energy heading to the back of the lab. I reached for the plate and the sleeve of my suit caught fire, so I pulled it back and watched as the wave moved back. Everyone in its path ran to the back of the room, but they knew they were dead. So I had to watch these people who knew they had a minute to live just sit there before they were disintegrated.

Afterwards, I was in a penthouse apartment recovering and nobody was taking me seriously about the trauma. I Zoom'd with a friend and she acted bored and giggly. I went to another apartment where my siblings were preparing a meal. One gave me a hug, but they wanted to talk about their own issues and preparing the food. Nobody I met wanted to appreciate the horror I experienced. I woke up several times in the night and each time I fell asleep I went back to that scenario.
Work dreams aren't for the squeamish.

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revbob wrote:
17 Dec 2021, 8:24am
Dr. Medulla wrote:
17 Dec 2021, 7:43am
Doozy of a dream/nightmare, and one where I was working.

I was working in a high-tech lab—a long rectangular room that was all white and silvery, people in silver-white decontamination suits, holding canisters and beakers. I was in the foreground. The guy beside me was holding a steaming beaker that he accidentally spilled on the counter onto a plate of food. That set off a slow moving wave of energy heading to the back of the lab. I reached for the plate and the sleeve of my suit caught fire, so I pulled it back and watched as the wave moved back. Everyone in its path ran to the back of the room, but they knew they were dead. So I had to watch these people who knew they had a minute to live just sit there before they were disintegrated.

Afterwards, I was in a penthouse apartment recovering and nobody was taking me seriously about the trauma. I Zoom'd with a friend and she acted bored and giggly. I went to another apartment where my siblings were preparing a meal. One gave me a hug, but they wanted to talk about their own issues and preparing the food. Nobody I met wanted to appreciate the horror I experienced. I woke up several times in the night and each time I fell asleep I went back to that scenario.
Work dreams aren't for the squeamish.
I've already given my notice.
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft

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Re: Thread of Dreams

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Dr. Medulla wrote:
17 Dec 2021, 8:47am
revbob wrote:
17 Dec 2021, 8:24am
Dr. Medulla wrote:
17 Dec 2021, 7:43am
Doozy of a dream/nightmare, and one where I was working.

I was working in a high-tech lab—a long rectangular room that was all white and silvery, people in silver-white decontamination suits, holding canisters and beakers. I was in the foreground. The guy beside me was holding a steaming beaker that he accidentally spilled on the counter onto a plate of food. That set off a slow moving wave of energy heading to the back of the lab. I reached for the plate and the sleeve of my suit caught fire, so I pulled it back and watched as the wave moved back. Everyone in its path ran to the back of the room, but they knew they were dead. So I had to watch these people who knew they had a minute to live just sit there before they were disintegrated.

Afterwards, I was in a penthouse apartment recovering and nobody was taking me seriously about the trauma. I Zoom'd with a friend and she acted bored and giggly. I went to another apartment where my siblings were preparing a meal. One gave me a hug, but they wanted to talk about their own issues and preparing the food. Nobody I met wanted to appreciate the horror I experienced. I woke up several times in the night and each time I fell asleep I went back to that scenario.
Work dreams aren't for the squeamish.
I've already given my notice.
If only it was that easy.

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Re: Thread of Dreams

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revbob wrote:
17 Dec 2021, 9:01am
Dr. Medulla wrote:
17 Dec 2021, 8:47am
revbob wrote:
17 Dec 2021, 8:24am
Dr. Medulla wrote:
17 Dec 2021, 7:43am
Doozy of a dream/nightmare, and one where I was working.

I was working in a high-tech lab—a long rectangular room that was all white and silvery, people in silver-white decontamination suits, holding canisters and beakers. I was in the foreground. The guy beside me was holding a steaming beaker that he accidentally spilled on the counter onto a plate of food. That set off a slow moving wave of energy heading to the back of the lab. I reached for the plate and the sleeve of my suit caught fire, so I pulled it back and watched as the wave moved back. Everyone in its path ran to the back of the room, but they knew they were dead. So I had to watch these people who knew they had a minute to live just sit there before they were disintegrated.

Afterwards, I was in a penthouse apartment recovering and nobody was taking me seriously about the trauma. I Zoom'd with a friend and she acted bored and giggly. I went to another apartment where my siblings were preparing a meal. One gave me a hug, but they wanted to talk about their own issues and preparing the food. Nobody I met wanted to appreciate the horror I experienced. I woke up several times in the night and each time I fell asleep I went back to that scenario.
Work dreams aren't for the squeamish.
I've already given my notice.
If only it was that easy.
I don't recall signing a contract, so I'm not sure I even need to give notice. It's a total courtesy move on my part. I want to go back to just observing fucked up weirdness as an unemployed bum.
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft

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