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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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When my cat scratches my bedroom door slowly, it sounds exactly like the intro to 'Not if You were the Last Junkie on Earth'.
When he does it fast, it sounds like the intro to the theme from 'Desmond's'.
So much so that this morning I dreamt I was in an episode. Desmond had two shirts on and everyone wanted to know why.
I also dreamt I was on a cruise ship in 1950s swimwear, whilst on the phone to another cruise ship passenger with one of those old brass phone thingies (a posh version of the'can-and-string').
I think I might do a weekly 'Roota's Dreams' thread. Seriously. I wake up exhausted because they're so vivid.
EDIT: What have you been dreaming about?
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:12, 62 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
We're lovely.
Not like those beautiful and odd ones.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:38, Reply)
for his work on Hannah Montana. When he went to collect it, instead of being in a suit, he was wearing jeans and a t-shirt.
I blame this wholly on the kid watching too much of the Disney XD channel. I refuse to even contemplate any other way that he could have penetrated my consciousness.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:23, Reply)
though it wouldnt surprise me if he did accept an Oscar dressed like that
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:45, Reply)
b3ta.com/questions/letterstheywillneverread/post658156
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:25, Reply)
But I'll bear him in mind if it goes titz. Thanks, Chomp.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:37, Reply)
thought you were taking it slow?
how does he feel about you using the internet while he is in there?
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:37, Reply)
The distant clicking lets him know there is still a world out there.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:41, Reply)
..I could have sworn it was judgement day. The sky was all purple and there were people running everywhere trying run from the destruction, but - you know - I didn't even care.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:25, Reply)
Mrs SLVA has a Basil Brush toy. It's about a foot high, wears a red waitcoat and has a pull-string that causes it to say a selection of phrases in a crackly voice.
I dreamt it had turned feral, so I locked it in the bedroom and went downstairs to play with the trainset (that I don't even have) in the understairs cupboard. Basil was in there and was most frightening. As I tried to fend it off, I'd reached up and pulled my wife's hair in my sleep. That woke her up and she back-heeled me in the shin.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:29, Reply)
You have dreams like me!
My ex used to sleep-attack. They were bad times.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:31, Reply)
this is weird I came on here to talk about my dream last night!
I dreamt about Al *cries* But luckily it was all in a sexual way
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:32, Reply)
My intercom conversation got a bit steamy on the ship.
But it wasn't with Al.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:34, Reply)
as my actual dream was I was some kind of demon hunter and I needed AL's help with something. God knows why Al popped into my subconcious. Maybe it's trying to tell me I really do need professional help.
And a spellcheck
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:36, Reply)
I particularly enjoyed the characters 'African student Matthew' and 'Porkpie'.
The End.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:34, Reply)
I watched it and still don't know if it was shit or not.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:36, Reply)
related two the two parts of 'Search for the Lost Civilisation' I watched last night, in which a mongoloid man has spent 10 years trying fruitlessly to prove that because there are various similarities between unrelated ancient world civilisations such as the Maya and the Egyptians (both created pyramids! Both were astronomers!), they must have been communicating with each other.
An entertaining but massively flawed argument, and a really dull dream: I woke up thinking about the number of steps in the pyramids of Teotihuacan.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:43, Reply)
I foolishly posted on here one night last week in a state of advanced refreshment - that was the result. Never a-fucking-gain.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:54, Reply)
"advanced refreshment" made me do a weird laugh snort in my office. People are lookign at me now
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:58, Reply)
to find that my landlord had finally got round to putting our living room floor back down. It was so vivid that I was even slightly disappointed to come downstairs this morning and find the floorboards were still up.
This is how exciting my life has become.
Actually, it got more interesting after someone female came round to visit, and things got a bit exciting up until the point that polystyrene packaging got involved, for reasons best known to my irritable subconscious.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 9:54, Reply)
But I seem to remember it being more along the lines of one of those "let me slip into something more comfortable" moments, only to find that "something more comfortable" equated to something which looked like it had been fashioned, Blue-Peter style, from a load of blocks of polystyrene.
(Should I be worried?)
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:00, Reply)
Oh, god, I'm a fucking polystyrene fetishist...
*shudders*
feels...so...squeaky...
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:21, Reply)
You'll be on 'blackboards' next, you mark my words.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:23, Reply)
If she'd come downstairs wearing a sandwich board and carrying a huge chalk dildo...I...just don't think I'm ready...
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:26, Reply)
Like in Being John Malkovich but weirder.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:00, Reply)
Between floors 6 and 7 is a 6 1/2th floor which they call '6M.'
My theory is that the 'M' stands for 'magical.'
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:02, Reply)
There are acual voids, the landlord's told me. But i bet they don't hold wonderful secrets :(
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:07, Reply)
If you were a microbiologist, it could be a wonderful secret to think there might be fascinating colonies of micro-organisms flourishing, untempered, inside these cavitites.
But my guess is that you're not a microbiologist. (Unless you're a microbiology journalist? Or maybe just a regular-sized biologist.)
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:19, Reply)
(See above sub-thread: I'll pay extra if you're wearing polystyrene)
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:29, Reply)
*slinks off to 'punctuate the morning' with a cup of coffee*
OOH, stop press! Someone's left half a pack of malted milk biscuits in my office. Am I a bad person for taking one?
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:52, Reply)
Kaol isn't here as he is an expert on this kind of thing. Especially bugs in hotels.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:21, Reply)
Where is Kaol/Cawl these days? (Apart from Wales, obviously) Has he entirely abandoned us in favour of /talk?
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 10:22, Reply)
Tell me that the 'M' is indeed for Mezzanine. And it does have a little mezzanine on one side. But that would spoil the magic for the children.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 11:03, Reply)
I have a theory that dreaming about secret half-floors in your house (or somewhere familiar) might be a symptom that you have an aspect of yourself that has been hidden from your concious.
(, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 20:42, Reply)
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