During the 2nd season of Battlestar Galactica, I had recurring dreams where Jamie Bamber showed up. Sometimes he was Apollo, sometimes he was Archie Kennedy from Hornblower, sometimes he was Jamie Bamber. It was annoying because he seemed short in my dreams, and so made him seem shorter to me on TV. And, as it turns, out, he’s… not tall.
I also had a very surreal dream where I was being played by Ron Livingston. I remember thinking – in the dream – how cool it was to have gotten him to do the part, when the plot was so confusing.
Brad’s a cool guy, isn’t he? I went to high school with him. Recently I was hanging out with him and some other old high school buddies. It’s kind of weird to be hanging out with my old friend Brad now that he’s famous.
In my dream.
In reality, I did know a couple of movie stars when I was in school, but Brad wasn’t one of them. And they never call anymore.
I’m not British, but I’ve had dreams about several British prime ministers. The summer before I started college, I dreamed that Tony Blair was my roommate. Last month I had a dream about a Muppet version of John Major, and about a year ago, I dreamed about being yelled at by Margaret Thatcher.
Two nights ago, I had a dream in which I was sitting in a hot tub with Roger Clemens, and he was pissed because he believed I was, er, rogering his wife. I was protesting, “but she said you had an agreement!”, but he wasn’t buying.
It’s not often I can trace a dream directly to the events of the previous day, but in this case it was easy. The hot tub scene came from a discussion I had with someone about the film “Charlie Wilson’s War”. The Rocket showed up because I had at some point been talking with someone about how much fun it had been watching him pitch for the Astros. And the bit with the wife? Well, I’ve got a pretty good female friend who tells me all sorts of stuff she thinks her husband wouldn’t understand, and I sometimes worry that he thinks we’re a bit too close.
I have dreamed about odd celebrities on occasion, both in an erotic and a mundane context. The ones I can clearly recall are:
Julia Roberts (don’t ask…)
Richard Feynman (Odd dream about disproving one of his results)
Monica Bellucci (that was a good dream, it was…)
Aishwarya Rai
I’m sure there have been others, but I can’t remember them now.
The only one I can think of is Carly Simon. I dreamed she was in a diner in my hometown. She gave me her autograph, and told me that if I sold it, I’d better get a lot of money for it.
I once dreamed that I got into an argument with Peggy Guggenheim at the Vietnam War Memorial at Angel Fire, NM. I can’t remember what the argument was about.
I also keep having dreams about Lou Reed. Once I dreamed I got him involved in a murder for hire plot and that we all got caught and sentenced to life imprisonment. Another time I dreamed Leadbelly got drafted and it was up to Lou Reed and I to rescue him.
Recently I dreamed terrorist Andreas Baader appeared to me in the form of a talking pheasant and commented on my alcohol usage, or rather the lack of it. It was all very strange–I don’t think I’ve ever had a dream involving pheasants before.
Last night I dreamed about that Ricin guy they found in Las Vegas last month. Betty Boop was also in the dream, but she’s not a real person so maybe she doesn’t count.
They frequently play extras in my dreams. The only times I can remember them having larger roles, is when I’m really into a TV series and I see an episode just before going to bed. But then, it’s actually the character they play that I’m dreaming about.
Last night I had a dream with Peter Fonda, Jane Fonda and Linda Blair. Peter destroyed the earth and then we all flew to Mars where a race of dog-people ran the planet.
Usually other people’s dreams are not funny but these are cracking me up!!
I frequently have dreams that feature celebrities. A couple of memorable ones:
Was having a stressful time at my job looking for a lost package (in my dreams I am frequently searching for things). In steps Bill Clinton to help out! I was making phone calls all over the building to try to find it and Bill grabbed a phone and started helping to call all these other departments. Woke up before we ever found it though… (never find the things I’m searching for in dreams).
The other one I really like is my sister and I were walking down the sidewalk in Las Vegas in the middle of the day (I live nowhere near Vegas BTW) when up rolls a black SUV with tinted windows. The car pulls up to us and down rolls the window to reveal…BARRY MANILOW!!! He says “Ladies I would love for you and your friends to come to my show tonight!” and hands us tickets. Before we could say thanks the window rolled up and he was off.
Also starring in memorable dreams are:
William Shatner
Bruce Willis
Rick Springfield
Various players of the Kansas City Chiefs
I had a dream about him the other night too. I think my dog cuddled up to my shoulder (she usually sleeps at my feet) and in my dream I dreamt I was sitting on some bleachers, in a gym, next to Barack. It was a tight squeeze and his shoulder touched mine but he was talking to someone else.