Dotty Parker

the strangest dream

The strangest dream

I had a very cartoonish dream just before I woke up. In my dream, I was teaching a class to a person who wasn't interested at all. Her aunt was with her telling her to pay attention, and I told her aunt to leave us along and that if she wanted a lesson, she could come back by herself. Apparently, neither one of them liked that answer much so they left after forty minutes of the lesson.

Then the girl I was teaching, the one who'd just left, came back and was ten years older and we were in college. We walked over to an auditorium and stood backstage and listened to an argument that kept going in circles made by the teacher's union that went on and on. My friend shouted from backstage, "Why don't we just leave it?" Then we heard lots of applause for her suggestion and we left.

On our way out, I passed a bunch of people I had gone to middle school with. They were all grown up now and they were lawyers. After I made some snide comment to my new friends about how they didn't recognize me or something, I tripped on the stairs out of there.

Then we walked over to a place with restaurants inside. We went to a Mexican place called ¡Molé! There was a swanky party going on. Ed Begley Jr. was there behaving like William Safire or George Will. He was very charming, but not very entertaining. I went wandering around searching for my boyfriend so I could break up with him. He was an overly possessive cartoon character with an angry sidekick.

I was walking up the stairs when I heard this pop and I was covered in rainbow colored paint. And it was sticky paint. I started shouting, but the party was loud. So my boyfriend tackled me and sat on my back so I couldn't go anywhere. He put rings of lemon peel around his fingers and tried to stick them around my eyes so I'd look like an owl.

Just them, a superhero of unknown origin arrives, sent by Ed Begley, Jr. and bids my now ex-boyfriend to be gone. Suddenly his sidekick (the boyfriend's) appears in a spaceship and the ex-boyfriend gets in the plane-thing. The plane splits in half as soon as the powers in charge realize the trouble they got into. So one half goes flying forward with a fiery tail of flame behind it. The other half veers off to the left, also with fiery tail.

I look up at the rescuing superhero. I am miraculously free of paint and miraculously free of curiosity about my alien ex-boyfriend. To the superhero I say, "Will they be back?"

The superhero says, this is a direct quote from the dream, "They will, my friend." The he goes on to explain how it will take time before they are ready to launch another attack.

I don't even want to know what this dream means.

Posted by dotty at July 29, 2003 11:27 AM