Showing posts with label The X-files. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The X-files. Show all posts

Monday, December 15, 2025

Dreams: 12/15

 

  12/15

  So many dreams to report from the snow, luckily Arthur woke me up after five for the first. It took place at Monster High. It was very modern and loaded with mean girls. There were three Bigfoot girls who were named something to the order of Marisol Poxi. They were each very different, but all tremendously huge. They were well over seven feet tall and very strong and muscular. The main character was a lavender color with short platinum blonde hair. She wore a mini skirt. Raven Queen from Ever After High was there too, saying that she wasn’t evil. Supposedly there was a contest, who was the most evil? The Bigfoot girls all wanted in on that one. Skinny Smalls had black licorice laces for legs and needed a walker. She was also pale purple with a platinum bob. The main blonde Bigfoot escaped to a club with a manster. I am not sure what he was, maybe green, but he was skinny and dwarfed by the Bigfoot. She said that he must like the smell of beer because the Bigfoots reeked of it. He did. 


  Next I was having lunch in a dimly lit rather nice tavern with Beth from the Letitia Penn Doll Club. We had a toddler girl with us. It was a good time.


  Then I was back in Mummy’s kitchen, sitting at the table with Amber Pavuchak from high school. I asked her if she remembered meeting me in fifth grade through Sharon Petrozza. She didn’t. We were in band. Sharon and I played flute, and Sharon called Amber her best friend. Amber played drums and bells. She pointed her sticks at us. Then I asked her if she remembered getting babysat by my Aunt Janet; she did. Aunt Janet, and everybody else for that matter, preferred Anne and thought that Amber was a brat. I told Amber that it must be hard having such a wonderful sister.


Dana's Dreams


Dana's Dreams Two


Dana's Dreams Three Revenge of the Dream Hog


Monday, September 22, 2025

RI


   Thanks to spell and grammar checks I had my suspicions about AI. They've been confirmed. I did a search of films to watch for Beltane. Besides The Wicker Man and Midsommar the artificial list was sorely lacking. Is this why kids are stupid today? You don't need asshole intelligence, you need real intelligence. 

Saturday, January 18, 2025

Hex Yeah Season Three


I was telling Theresa that I finally fell asleep after Frankie stopped in to PURR when somebody knocked on my head! I thought somebody was at the door! I bet it was David Lynch. Should O, My Ra! return to Twin Peaks?

Wednesday, May 1, 2024

Dreams 5/1


 Another snippet of a dream, Gillian Anderson was living in an old stone house with a little boy with brown hair. She thought they'd have to move due to a bad foundation. 

Thursday, February 16, 2023

Dreams 2/16


Dreamt I was back home in Pittsburgh. It was very early, still dark, and I was driving in my car to sub a class at Thomas Jefferson. These are not the true directions, but how it goes with my dreaming. I had missed a turn out of a short tunnel and became quite lost. The sun was rising and for some reason I had left my car and proceeded to walk. Where I ended up was not a school, rather a hospital for bones. I was lost there for awhile too. I recall some sort of crowded convention was going on in the room next to the empty, bare one, where I was waiting. Nobody was any help. So, I left the bone hospital and walked on and on. At this point the dream was becoming a nightmare as I wasn't getting anywhere, just more and more lost. I think I'd gone someplace else, then, could not find my car. Ron might've been there, but the end is foggy. I was tired, sick of it, and knew I was dreaming when I woke myself. I'm getting better at waking myself from horrid dreams. I don't wake as tired anymore, but still soaked and wet. Ron says I work hard at sleeping. 

Druidic Cat Nap