It Isn’t Funny

When you have a few friends who are so enthusiastic about the holidays, that it short circuits your brain into dreaming about decorating & wrapping, and destroys your inner Grinch…

The Return of Weird

For quite a while, weird dreams haven’t been an issue.  Recently, however, things have been slightly strange, such as getting my tongue pierced, and dealing with a certain grade school teacher.

Hereditary?!

Not the movie.  But it was a good movie.  Messed up, but good.  And I guess you can say my dreams were just as messed up, because I’m still a bit disturbed.  Okay.  A LOT disturbed.  Maybe going back to sleep after my son goes to school is a bad idea, like my doctor said.

The Retail Conspiracy

This isn’t about a real conspiracy.  It’s just another one of my wacky dreams – about shopping at Wal-Mart, and how the employees were plotting against me, using me as a pawn in a terrorist attack plot.

What’s Up With Garth?

Last night’s dreams were so messed up.  It’s a miracle I remember anything, to be honest.  Between back pain and constant overactive brain, it’s a wonder I even get into any decent REM cycles.