While I was pregnant I dreamt about celebs all the time. The first was Paul McCartney, he asked me to marry him. Then a week later I heard on the radio that he was getting married again. I wonder how many other women had that dream that night!
Then Mathew McConaughey and later Tom Hanks. One of my friends says that I’m craving someone nice. She thinks my husband is an asshole.
I once dreamt I was sitting in the green room of a minor local TV talk show, passing the time by telling a joke to Robin Curtis and Parker Stevenson (yay! minor eighties celebrities!)
I rememebered the joke upon waking and immediately wrote it down. It’s funny.
Years later, I met Curtis for real. I didn’t tell her the joke, though.
Wait, I just remember that I also once dreamt that I was singing with A-ha! They looked the way they did in the 80s and we sang their first hit. I remember being thoroughly impressed with myself for remembering all the words.
(But that was in the dreamscape. I could have been singing about lions and bears and would have thought they were the “correct” lyrics in the dreamworld too.)
I tend to dream only when I’m under severe stress or about to be sick. This was one of those latter ones.
In it, I’m chewing out Tom Cruise. My wife and I were staying at a hotel, and agreed to do maintenance work to pay for it. Tom agreed as well, but didn’t do any of the work, so I told him off in no uncertain words.
The weird thing was that he was wearing a skin-tight T-shirt, and I could swear he was wearing some fruity colonge. My dreams are usually scent- and color-free, so it was odd I’d take note of this.
Funny a thread like this should appear 1 day after I dreamt about 2 hollywood guys when I rarely, if ever dream about hollywood actors, specially male ones (the few celeb dreams I have involve females)
They were Ian Mcklelan and Hugh Jackman in their x-men guises (magneto and Wolverine)
Wolverine was rising and becoming very powerful. He then started to aquire magneto’s skill (magnetic ability)
there you go.
I once had a dream that Robert Duvall was chasing me through this abandoned mansion, dressed like a priest and brandishing a human skull. Oh, sure, it sounds funny, but it was terrifying…
One of the Trek-related dreams I mentioned above involved Garak time-traveling to Nazi Germany, and the combined DS9 and TNG crews trying to find him before he did something to change history. I thought it made a good story and, with a few alterations (I took out the TNG crew), I wrote a fanfic from it that won an alt.startrek.creative award a few years back.
Three words:
Brigitte.
Bardot.
naked.
I once dreamed that I was driving a car with Kathy Ireland (the supermodel) sitting next to me, and these guys on motorcycles were trying to kill us. I had to keep running them off the road, which was floating about a hundred feet above the ground. I must have been watching too many James Bond movies.
A few days ago, my dad mentioned a dream that he’d had: He was locked in a room with Anna Nicole Smith, and he was panicking trying to get out.
I was surprised that my dad knew who Anna Nicole Smith was.
Don’t leave us hangin’, Bryan. The joke?
I had a bizarre dream with Tupac Shakur and Snoop Dogg in it. It had a sorta post-apocalyptic feel to it, me and Tupac were visiting Snoop in a bombed-out apartment complex because Snoop was dying. He told me that Tupac will be left in charge of the magical animals, and I will be left in charge of his gang, and then he died. Me and Tupac go collecting mythical creatures like griffons and such, and eventually we get in a fight because he wants to lead the gang, and I beat him up and he apologizes.
I also had a nightmare where Nicole Kidman was chasing me around a glass mansion trying to kill me.
One of the most annoying dreams I had was one where Naomi Campbell was trying to seduce me, and I turned her down because I was married.
I dreamed that I kissed Ben Browder (Crichton on Farscape). Woke up to find myself all alone. Was quite depressed the rest of the day. He’s even on my Hot List …
On a completely different note, I had a dream where Britney Spears had moved in with this middle-aged guy, and he wanted to get rid of her because he hadn’t wanted her to move in in the first place, so he and I concoted a plan whereby we’d make her think he was sleeping with a 16-year-old boy (played by me in drag). That’s one of those dreams where you wake up and go, “Huh? WTF was that all about??”
Dragonblink, what’s a Hot List?