The 25th Person to Write About Treasure
Wow. Had a weird dream last night. Jen and I went to this university that wasn’t quite University of Chicago, and wasn’t quite University of Richmond. We were going to see my friend Dori, who had just started dating Tom Cruise. We were also going to see a friend from high school (Ken Houtz), who also went to this unknown university, who Dori had dumped before she started seeing Tom Cruise. Ken wasn’t there, but his mom was cooking lunch at his university apartment, and she cornered me and Jen and made us feel bad because she knew that we knew Dori. We finally got away from her.
Then I started to get my dream mixed up with something I had read about the University of Chicago a few weeks ago. UofC is where the guy that discovered REM sleep made his discovery, and there is a plaque or something about it in the psychology building. Well in my dream we decided we would try and find this plaque, although in the dream we couldn’t remember what the plaque was for, only that it was to commemmorate somebody famous. But we thought we found the building anyway, except it turned out to be an abandoned building.
So Jen and I break into the building an start looking around. We find this whole display about this famous person: statues, plaques, banners, tons of stuff. But it wasn’t the REM guy, it was commemmorating some author who was famous for being the 25th person in literary history to write a story about finding treasure. I’m not kidding. There was a whole display: “25th Person to Write About Treasure!”
By then we realized that we might have tripped some kind of alarm when we broke into the building, and the dream briefly turned into the chase scene in Double Jeopardy where Ashley Judd runs away from the cops after breaking into the pre-school office … before fading away into deeper sleep.
And we never got to meet Tom Cruise!
October 7th, 2003 at 8:15 am
I wish I was dating Tom Cruise! Why can’t *I* dream about that kind of stuff. My dreams mainly consist of taking the Bar, Studying for the Bar, failing the Bar, having bad things happen while taking the Bar…but no Tom Cruise.
Had an odd dream about Dr. Jackson from Stargate tv series a few days ago…
:P
October 7th, 2003 at 1:04 pm
Weird. Next time I have a weird dream I gotta post it.
David, remember sexy sexy Swedish exchange student Sofia? Of course you do.
One time I had a dream where I was standing behind her in the lunch line (we were actually at the counter at this point) and we just started talking in Hebrew. She spoke with her same voice and accent, just in Hebrew. Weird.
And back in the day I also had various dreams of my Boy-Scout troop hiking in Israel. Not as weird, but still a bit out of place.
These days I mostly dream of Jennifer Conelly. Can you blame me?
October 7th, 2003 at 1:07 pm
PS - Hi Dori! About, dating Tom Cruise: wouldn’t you feel weird about having to bend down to kiss him?
/obligatory rimshot
But seriously folks, I’m straining at the leash to see _The_Last_Samurai_.
October 7th, 2003 at 3:49 pm
Er.. yeah… he *is* short… but I’m shorter! I’d give up heels to date Tom Cruise, he’s 5′6, so still taller than me