I've had dreams like this.

Metamorphosis from Glenn Marshall on Vimeo.

Didn't know there was a video for this.

D:Ream - 'U R The Best Thing'

Speaking of dreams, I had one over the weekend that involved me getting in a fight with Naomi Campbell.

She threw mint chocolate chip ice cream at me.

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'Things Can Only Get Better'

Odd Dream

I was in school, don't know if it was high school or college, but Hulk Hogan was my teacher.

Class was beginning and I made some smart ass comment to the guy sitting next to me and Hogan said something to me which I than proceeded to turn in to a major verbal fisticuff session with him.

He said he was kicking me out of class, and I told him to not bother because I was dropping the class.

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Odd Dream

I ate a snack before I went to bed, which of course meant I had a weird dream

This time I was roommates with the keyboardist from Information Society.

The weird part is the lead singer guy came over to hang out and he was convinced that I was the other guy in the band.

I told him I wasn't, I was me, but he didn't register it.

So I just went along with it.

As time went on, his reminiscing began to get very personal and made me uncomfortable.

He was all, 'remember the time we.....'

We then went out to grab a bite to eat, and got noticed by 'fans' and were asked for autographs.

And why the Info Society?

I haven't heard them in a long time, so I don't know what part of my psyche that sprang from.

That's it!

So, I have been having this recurring dream that usually involved me in some business situation [nightclub, restaurant, hotel] where I am in charge of things and no matter how much I try and keep everything tidy, something or something comes along that is out of place and has to be addressed.

It was actually kind of stressful and I wondered what was possibly generating this dream out of my sub-conscious.

Well, this morning while garnering the effort to get out from the covers, I had a breakthrough.

Part of my job function is to monitor an email inbox and distribute it to the right people or group.

If the issue doesn't have an issue, than I take ownership of it to resolve/research.

Well, now that we are getting back in to Spring/Summer, a lot of projects are beginning and thus our workload has increased.

I realized that these dreams were pouring over from the fact that much like a postal worker, when it gets busy at work, and I have resolved/identified everything that has come in, a whole big pile of shite comes in again.

I'm one of those people whose work ethic is such that I can't leave for the day without everything resolved.

I like to start with a fresh start in the mornings.

So the steady, yet inconsistent bursts of work really harshes my melon.

And that carried over to my dreams.

Which I totally think are our body's/brain's way of dealing with stress so we don't freak out.

Or go Postal.

Dream

I had a dream the other night that I was at a dinner party where Ryan Gosling was in attendance.

I was stoked because I wanted to talk to him about 'Half Nelson' and what the ending could mean.

Well that opened a whole can of worms, when I let it slip that even though I thought the movie was ok, I didn't think it was THAT spectacular.

That caused a big heated discussion between us and the rest of the dinner party pretty much quietly ate as we spat.

Eventually we agreed to disagree.

He thought I was saying his performance wasn't Oscar worthy, which I didn't.

I just thought it ended with a whimper.

As the night wore on we actually began to get along.

We exchanged numbers and later that week he invited me on set of his current project to observe.

What's weird is I know what sparked this dream.

I watched a A&E Biography on Britney, and it mentioned that Ryan was on the Mickey Mouse Club cast with her, Justin, and Christina.

Odd dream.

Rush - 'Limelight'

I had this dream the other night that I was moving, and someone who was helping me found a Rush album in amongst my stuff.

We got in to this huge argument about how it wasn't mine, and I had no idea how a Rush album came in to my possession.

But they weren't having it.

The dream is odd considering while I don't actually own any Rush, I don't really hate or love their music.

And why Rush of all people?

I always have funky dreams if I have a snack before bed.

Reminds me of a dream I had once.

There were these huge mutant scorpions on Earth and occasionally people would have to defend themselves against them. They mostly kept to themselves, but occasionally one would wander in to a city and cause havoc. It reminded me of Starship Troopers, but set in today's world.

Scientists find fossil of super-sized bug

Sea scorpion, which measured 8 feet long, was once world's biggest bug

'LONDON - This was a bug that you'd have to look up to and definitely couldn't step on.

British scientists have stumbled across a fossilized claw, part of an ancient sea scorpion, that is of such large proportion it would make the entire creature the biggest bug ever.

How big? Bigger than you, about 2.5 meters, or 8 feet, long.

The discovery in 390-million-year-old rocks also suggests that spiders, insects, crabs and similar creatures were much larger in the past than previously thought, said Simon Braddy, a paleontologist from the University of Bristol and one of the study's three authors.

"This is an amazing discovery," Braddy said Tuesday.

"We have known for some time that the fossil record yields monster millipedes, super-sized scorpions, colossal cockroaches and jumbo dragonflies. But we never realized until now just how big some of these ancient creepy-crawlies were," he said.

The research found a type of sea scorpion that was almost half a meter longer than previous estimates and the largest one ever to have evolved.

The study, published online Tuesday in the Royal Society's journal Biology Letters, also means that before this sea scorpion became extinct it was much longer than today's average man is tall.

Prof. Jeorg W. Schneider, a paleontologist at Freiberg Mining Academy in southeastern Germany, praised the study, saying it provides new information about how big the ancient scorpions became.

"These 2.5-meter ones were the last of the giant scorpions," said Schneider, who was not involved in the study. "These scorpions were dominant for millions of years because they didn't have natural enemies. Eventually they were wiped out by large fish with jaws and teeth."

Braddy's partner paleontologist Markus Poschmann found the claw fossil several years ago in a quarry near Prum, Germany, that probably had once been an ancient estuary or swamp.

"I was loosening pieces of rock with a hammer and chisel when I suddenly realized there was a dark patch of organic matter on a freshly removed slab. After some cleaning I could identify this as a small part of a large claw," said Poschmann, another author of the study.

"Although I did not know if it was more complete or not, I decided to try and get it out. The pieces had to be cleaned separately, dried and then glued back together. It was then put into a white plaster jacket to stabilize it," he said.

Eurypterids, or ancient sea scorpions, are believed to be the extinct aquatic ancestors of today's scorpions and possibly all arachnids, a class of joint-legged, invertebrate animals, including spiders, scorpions, mites and ticks.

In an interview, Braddy said the fossil was from a Jaekelopterus Rhenaniae, a kind of scorpion that lived only in Germany for about 10 million years, about 400 million years ago.

He said some geologists believe that gigantic sea scorpions evolved due to higher levels of oxygen in the atmosphere in the past. Others suspect they evolved in an "arms race" alongside their likely prey, fish that had armor on their outer bodies.

Braddy said the sea scorpions also were cannibals that fought and ate one other, so it helped to be as big as they could be.

"The competition between this scorpion and its prey was probably like a nuclear standoff, an effort to have the biggest weapon," he said. "Hundreds of millions of years ago, these sea scorpions had the upper hand over vertebrates — backboned animals like ourselves."

That competition ended a long time ago.

But Braddy said the next time you swat a fly or squish a spider at home "think about the insects that lived long ago. You wouldn't want to swat one of those."'

Tangerine Dream

I had a dream last night that my skin turned a bright orange after eating too many tangerines.

Dream

Over the weekend I woke up with the memory of this bizarre dream I had.

I had been cast to be on a competition reality show, and my agent gave me such short notice, I ended up being late for orientation on the lot.

So I get to the studio for the show, and I find out it is some kind of 'how stylish are you' competition, hosted by Posh Spice.

Whua?

I was two minutes late and even though she wasn't on set, she had heard I was late, and wanted me taken off the show.

Since being late was not my fault, I became livid when the show's producer told me I was no longer on the show.

I lost my shite.

It was about this time that Posh came out of makeup and I made a bee-line over to her and proceeded to chew her out, yell, and basically berated her for being what is wrong with celebrities and pop culture.

So much so, that she burst into tears, and ran crying from the set.

'Uh oh', I thought.

I don't know why I went off on her, I actually didn't mind her when I saw her little 'Coming to America' show.

And why Posh?

I haven't seen or read anything about her recently so why was she in my psyche?

Back to the dream, once she left I realized what I had just done.

My next thought?

'Holy crap, I hope Becks doesn't come kick my ass!'.

Eventually the producer pulled me aside and told me to go wait in a conference room.

I sat there for a long period until the producer and some other show staffers came in.

I thought they were going to have me escorted off the lot in a zip tie, but nope, something else happened.

They stated that there was no way I could be on Posh's show, for obvious reasons, but that I would be perfect for a different show they were beginning to shoot as well.

It was like a Big Brother-type show.

They wanted me to be the rabble-rouser.

I agreed and was all set.

Cut to later, and the dream now has me on the first day of shooting in the house with all the other hamsters.

It sinks in, 'holy crap, what did I get myself in to?'

I really didn't want to have to be fake, and have to play like I am a hot-head for the show.

[I'm really not as long as I have my meds].

I also realized that being cut off from the outside world, stuck with the same people for three months, would potentially cause me to have a nervous breakdown.

On national TV.

Strange component to a dream...

The headline on all newspapers was that Madonna and Guy Ritchie had split.

I know how this came in to my dream: 'Truth or Dare' was on over the weekend, and I watched a bit of it. [Man she has changed, and I think for the better. She was such a brat back then].

Anywho, I thought it was weird that it was front page news.

But then again I thought about how our media is warped like that.

Gary Wright - 'Dreamweaver'

Every morning I usually wake up with a song in my head.

Today it was this.

Which reminds me that I want to post about the funked out dream I had.

Holy...

I had a funky dream that I worked at Subway last night.

It was a stressful dream because I didn't know why I was working at Subway, in an actual store and not corporate.

I remember it being busy and things kept going wrong.

Then through a series of events, I became manager.

Eventually, the mess, the suck-ass employees, and asshat customers got to me, and I just walked out and quit.

I was perplexed by that this morning.

Now I just realized, duh, I am covering for my boss all next week [on call with a pager and everything].

Maybe it's just my subconscious prepping me for what is hopefull going to be a quiet week next week.

Cross your fingers.

'Pretty random fiesta, eh?'

Cleverly Foolish posted about his dreams today, and it reminded me of a dream I had this morning/last night.

I usually don't remember my dreams, unless they are really vivid. Like the time I hung out with Lindsay Lohan, and felt sorry for her. Or the time I got high with Ashton Kutcher.

This dream stood out because it involved this guy, Keith, I knew in high school.

I had known of Keith since the 7th grade. Since day one, I had a total crush on him. I couldn't really do anything about it, though, since he wasn't a 'mo.

Later in high school, due to being involved in the same clubs and student government, we actually worked on stuff together. Still had the crush, but at least now I was hanging out/talking to him.

Keith could have been considered one of the popular-jock types in school. I hung with most of them during the school week, and Keith was no exception. On the weekends, I was too busy being a raver to attend keggers at the popular kids' suburban McMansions.

In fact, in an odd way, Keith used to revel in my stories of the weekend, come Monday morning. [I was a bit of a partier].

Ok, now here's the dream. Keith and I, along with a bunch of people, are on a boat rescuing people at some beach resort. The dream wasn't odd in itself, but what was odd, was that Keith was so explicitly in it. It always makes me wonder, how your subconscious concocts ingredients for dreams. I haven't thought about/seen Keith since the high school reunion.

So as I am lying there, trying to garner the motivation to get up for the day, I had a flashback to a funny/weird incident with Keith.

We were staying at the Hotel Colorado in Glenwood Springs for a regional competition. This was the trip where me and my friend Brandi, actually snuck away from the conference/competition, to go get stoned with some of the local kids at their house. Brandi and I eventually get back, and sneak in that night. per procedure, the guys and girls stay in separate rooms. But on our way back, we run in to this girl Kelly [one of the hottest girls in school - who also happened to be Brandi's roommate on the trip, and Keith. [Honestly, if the teachers knew half of what went on on our conference trips, they would be shocked, and probably fired].

We tell them we just scored some bud from the locals, and all four of us sneak off to, of course, go get high. Eventually we rejoin our group. Someone recounts that the hotel is supposed to have a ghost. While being stoned, this freaks out Brandi and Kelly. As it is getting late, the girls ask Keith and I to stay in their room because they swear they heard/saw the ghost.

So Keith and I sneak in, and the four of us end up staying up way too late, just laughing and goofing around. Eventually we pucker out, and somehow, Keith and I end up in Kelly's bed. She ends up sleeping in the middle.

While trying to get to sleep, Keith and I continue to chat a bit, and then since we were still high, we got a serious case of the giggles. The girls were getting upset cause we were keeping them up, but you know how maniacal your laughter can get while high.

Sadly, no kinky business happened that night. If I knew then, what I know now, I would have made a move on Kelly and Keith. But alas, that didn't happen.

I only ran in to Keith once, after graduation. It was at the pool of his grandmother's townhome. [I was there with a friend who also lived in the complex].

When I saw Keith at the reunion, it showed how time had passed. He had acquired a paunch, and was bald as Mr. Clean. Met his wife, and found out he runs a construction company here in town. It was cool though, because our interaction, returned as if a day had not passed.

So yah, I wondered why him of all people, would pop up in my dream. Totally random.