Ok…so at least four days last week I would wake up with the Janis Joplin song MERCEDES BENZ running through my head when I woke up. I would remember no dreams or anything like that…just when I woke up it was like that song was on repeat in my brain. It was a little annoying. Towards the end I was like…not again…can’t it be another song at least??
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The other night I had a very vivid dream about Sammy Hagar playing at a party that was at my house (but being dreamland the house looked nothing like my house and the backyard had a pool). My dad was at this party and seemed to be really enjoying the Sammy show. Weird thing is I have never seen him live…ever and I don’t think my dad would be too into Sammy Hagar music.

For lunch today- I had Panda Express. My fortune in my cookie said: An unusual dream will come true.

Well…I have had several unusual dreams lately…including:

1. Jack Black spilled a tub of piping hot creamed corn on my grandma’s new tile counter- and it caused the tile to crack horribly…and then I was worried about what my grandma would say about this…since the he came over with me as my friend for thanksgiving…and he freaked out about the cracked tile and bolted.

2: Michael Moloney from Extreme Home Makeover was following me around clapping and singing my praises as I went about my daily business…and was starting to annoy me- so at work I decided to ditch him- and was running through the campus trying to hide from him.

2. I decided it would be great fun to take ROXY with me to disneyland…so I was walking her around downtown disney and she kept trying to go into the shops and eat food…so I took her back to the hotel but not before she busted some shop display case and was eating chocolate right out of the case and I was worried because dogs aren’t suppose to have chocolate…so I got her back to the hotel and tied her up on the balcony and decided that she would be ok…so I went to go to disneyland and as I was walking towards disneyland from downtown disney Roxy comes running past me- because she escaped the balcony of the hotel…so I spent a good portion of my dream trying to catch her.

Frankly I hope none of these dreams come true…because- I can’t imagine Jack Black meeting my grandma…let alone ruining the tile in her kitchen. While Michael Moloney is one of my favorites on the Extreme Home Makeover…having him follow me around in my dream was slightly scary…and odd. And Roxy running amuck at downtown disney was a terrible dream.

You ever have those dreams…you know the type…while not necessarily a “bad” dream or a “nightmare: they are usually fairly intense and when you wake up- you are just as tired if not more so than when you went to bed??? You get what I am talking about??? I have had two of those nights in a row!!! And…well…I want to share lastnights stupid dream:

I got into this helicopter with these guys who were going to take me to my hotel room because the elevator was broken but they needed to make a few pitstops…one was at this
racetrack where Robbie Gordon had flipped his race car upside down and because
of this we had to just hover there for a long time (blame this on my student
assistant who was telling me about Robbie Gordon’s off roading race
yesterday)….then we flew to this junkyard where they were going to take
Robbie Gordon’s car because it was not fixable and we had to ask them if
there was enough room for them to bring the racecar…and who was at the
junkyard but the Rolling Stones (the band…complete with mick jagger) and
they wanted to get into the helicopter too because they were staying at the
same hotel as I was but only Mick and Keith were able to fit in the
helicopter…then in the helicopter we were flying really low and we were
clipped by this gas tanker truck…which made the pilot mad so he was
yelling at the driver of the tanker truck and flying over him. My ultimate goal in this mission
was to get back to the hotel room so I could meet BFM there…I never did
make it back to the room though…