In my dreams, there are hockey players, musicians and actors...

I can only blame this craziness on the Benadryl I took to combat the impending itch from sunburn. I mean, what is going on in my brain? As happens many times when I dream there are multiple snippets that flow together but make absolutely no sense on the waking side of it. Here we go...

In the first part of my dream I was friends with numerous San Jose Sharks hockey players and their wives; in fact, I think I was babysitting some of their babies. Trust me...even if I knew these people the likelihood of me taking care of their children is almost nil. Anyway...I was definitely in good with Joe Thornton and his wife and their baby, even holding the baby when Joe was passing out bouquets of roses to his wife and other Sharks wives. That's right. Roses. Sure. Why not?

At some point in this dream the scene shifted to a large bathroom where George Costanza was headed to take a shower, but the shower was really dirty; like someone had taken a mud bath in it. And he was all embarrassed standing in the bathroom in shorts and a creepy white tank top. Thankfully, that part of the dream ended quickly. He was my least favorite part of Seinfeld.

Next I encountered Richard Castle (hello Nathan Fillion) and Becket (from the show Castle, in case you were confused). Yes, they were in character as were the other Castle actors and I was involved in whatever case they were investigating, but somewhere in the middle of the scene Becket told Castle she was pregnant, and it wasn't clear if it was his baby or someone else's, and I never got my answer because I woke up. Really? What am I supposed to do with that information now?

I fell back asleep and my dreams shifted from hockey players and actors to musicians. I remember talking to someone about a Green Day concert at Shoreline (a show I actually did see in real life last year) but it seemed that in the dream I had tickets but didn't actually go, and it was like I forgot to go. Yeah. Like THAT would ever happen in real life! 

From there I was transported to a Hootie & The Blowfish concert and my sole mission in seeing them was to get a picture with Mark Bryan who I actually have met in real life. I had this big plan to walk up to him and say, "Hey, remember me? We met at Robert Hicks' guitar pull outside of Franklin a few years ago." And then of course he would be like, "Of course!", because why wouldn't he remember me? (that's him on the right in the photo below)

But I never got to see him and then the band shifted to Third Day and I was talking to Mark Lee who plays guitar for them. What's with these guys named Mark who have last names that could easily be first names? Interesting. I wandered away while they were playing then came back and leaned back in a chair and closed my eyes and harmonized with the awesomeness of Mac Powell's voice. 

And then I woke up for good. Yep. That's it. My own personal crazy dreams strike again. 

Until I dream again...

In my dreams, I hang with Green Day and visit Fresno to learn about sharks

Okay...I must be excited about seeing Green Day on Saturday because I just woke up from yet another dream where I was just hanging out with them. (Read about prior dream here.)

Anyway...so, in this dream there was a fairly large group of people hanging outside a huge house - just assuming that it was one of the Green Day boys' estates...but it appeared to be in a mountainous area...lots of land...and we were all in a circle of lawn chairs outside...it was evening and the stars were shining. It was actually quite beautiful. I didn't really know anyone else that was there and was actually sort of sitting toward the back of the event, but then the crowd thinned and there were just a few of us and suddenly, a set of lights went on above that were sort of like fire. And they started to spark, and Billie Joe came up to me and said I might want to move because the wind was shifting and I could get burned by the sparks. So I got up and moved to another part of the yard to sit. That's when I saw the governator (a.k.a. Arnold Schwarzenneger) smoking a huge cigar. He took a big puff and passed it to someone else who passed it to me, and I was rightly disgusted and passed it right back. Gross. 

And then, I was at Fresno State - where I happen to be headed for a day next week. And the folks I'm headed to see were in this dream, but in real life, I'm headed there to talk about software. In my dream, I was there to talk about sharks. No, not San Jose Sharks, real sharks. Because apparently my coworkers/friends at Fresno State study sharks. WHAT?! And they had real sharks there for us to take a look at. Yeah. Awesome.

Apparently that wasn't quite interesting enough though and moments later, I was visiting friends in Chicago who had gotten married the weekend before - they actually got married earlier this summer in reality. And I'm not exactly clear what we were doing, but they decided to check into a hotel to celebrate their one week anniversary, and I was left standing there by myself wondering what had just happened.

And then, thankfully, I woke up. My brain is seriously cracked!!

In my dreams, I sleep through U2 and Rob Thomas laughs

So, I woke up from another crazy dream this morning, starring me, a friend and U2...Rob Thomas and and another friend also made an appearance. 

So I had a ticket to U2 and it was the second night in a row I was seeing them. My friend bought a ticket from someone on the street...and ended up paying only $71 (yes, $71!!) and it was a front row seat. My seat was high up, and oh yeah, Maroon 5 was opening for them - yes, whack.

So the concert gets going and I fall asleep. Like SOUND asleep and sleep through pretty much the whole concert. Clearly a dream!! But at some point, my friend was in this crazy costume and was part of the show, and it was HILARIOUS! She was in this silvery outfit and was roaming all around with other people in silvery outfits, and then I was awake and sitting on the front row of a different section, with my other friend and, oh yes, Rob Thomas right next to us. 

While we were waiting for our silvery friend, I was talking to her about the other concerts we were going to...Rob Thomas, Green Day, and also mentioned I had two others besides those (that would be Todd Carey and I don't know what else, because that's the only other one in the same time frame - and yes, we really are going to see Rob Thomas and Green Day in real life; and I'm seeing Todd Carey too). Rob Thomas was laughing to our right, but I'm not sure he heard us, and when I tried to say something, it was clear he was on the phone and totally ignoring us, so then we just left. and then my alarm went off.

Completely cracked. Yep. That's me.

In my dreams, I'm friends with Green Day

So, here's what happens when you fall asleep watching the Green Day biography on, well, you know, The Biography Channel...

My friend Marianne was having a party for me, and there were going to be about 30 people, but then the number of folks doubled to 60...I have no idea why. So I'm at this hotel where there's a large pool, waiting for my friend and this party to start. I have no idea what the party is for, just that she wanted to have it for me - thanks Marianne! You rock!!

So, I'm sitting there with some other friends, I think Jill was there but can't remember any others, by the pool, watching lots of, well, let's just say it, very good looking guys, play in the water. I believe America Ferrera (a.k.a. Ugly Betty) was there, and she was also my friend, which was cool. She went swimming I think. And then, out of nowhere, there's Billie Joe Armstrong and the rest of the band, just hanging out, talking to me. And they're so excited to be the surprise guest at this party. So they're only talking to me because apparently I'm the only one that knows they're the surprise guest.

We're just sitting by the pool, hanging out, and then it morphs into them practicing in the bathroom - huge bathroom by the way. And wow, they totally rock! So I watch them practice and then we're back at the pool, and there are other people around, but for some reason, they don't know I'm sitting there with Green Day. 

And then Billie Joe high fives me. And then I woke up. And now I just want to go back to sleep and hang with the band some more. Dang it!