LOL! Love it Nancy! You could write a book with your Eagles dreams.....they're all hilariously entertaining :hilarious:
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LOL! Love it Nancy! You could write a book with your Eagles dreams.....they're all hilariously entertaining :hilarious:
Too funny, Soda! Good thing you were there to 'take charge'! :hilarious:
Well, I've been sleeping poorly and fitfully... and I just had another dream... which involved not only Don but Irving Azoff, of all people! Must be that ticket prices thread....
Anyway, in my dream, I'm driving through Danville, IL. I think "Didn't Cathy tell me that Irving Azoff was from around here?" Suddenly I see a really cheap looking burger place called "The Sunset Grill." "Oooh, I have to take a photo of this!" I think. I pull over into the parking lot and get out, fishing for my cell phone to take a photo of it. I take several pictures, then decide I have to go inside just to see what it looks like even though I'm not hungry.
Inside, it's got a lot of cracked booths and tables with a dirty tile floor. This place looks awful. I grab one of their yellow laminated menus from the counter and sit down at the only empty booth, in the back.
When I turn over my menu, however, I see not food items but lyrics to the song "Sunset Grill"! "ooh, I wonder if we get to sing here?" I ask myself. Sure enough, the booth nearest the door with a family of four suddenly starts singing the first few lines of the song. "Let's go down to the Sunset Grill..." After they finish those few lines, the next booth starts singing.
I calculate that my booth will get the last lines, which I will presumably be able to sing all by myself. I wait patiently for each booth to sing their bit. It finally gets to the booth next to me with these three young girls. They start giggling and messing up the song. I am NOT pleased. I think "They better not screw this up because I'll never have the opportunity to be a part of an official Sunset Grill sing-along again!"
Right when I decide I'm just going to sing over them since they're doing such a botch job, the door opens and in walks Don Henley and Irving Azoff! Don is wearing what he wore for the Dublin 2009 show and Irving is in a suit. Instead of being excited about seeing them, I am bummed out, because of course they finish the song themselves and it never gets to my booth. Everyone else is cheering, but I'm sulking because I never got my turn! "Figures," I mumble.
Suddenly, the scene changes, and I am sitting with Don Henley at a kitchen table that looks like the one my family had in the early 90s, covered with my mother's hideous green tablecloth. We are doing crossword puzzles together. "I had no idea you liked crosswords puzzles as much as I do," Don tells me with a smile.
Then, my mother comes into the room. "Nancy, our family photos are being sold on Ebay!"
I jump up. "What? How did that happen? Why???"
"I don't know, but do something!" My mom is pretty upset.
I get up and hurry into the next room where there's a computer on my family's old card table. I sit down. Don follows me and sits next to me at the card table. We call up the Ebay page. "Am I in any of these photos?" he asks me.
"No, they didn't get the photos with you in them," I reply.
"Thank God!" Don cries. "Did they get any of Stevie's family?"
"It's possible," I say worriedly. [This conversation makes perfect sense to me in the dream].
I click on the photos to get a better look. They are black and white and are really old. The one featured on the page appears to be a photo of a woman with a baby taken in the 40s. She is wearing an apron and is standing outside on a lawn in front of a small house. I'm confused. "This can't be a family photo. I don't know who this is."
"Maybe she's a relative of yours who's died," Don suggests. "Or maybe she's related to Stevie Nicks. Let's look more closely."
We lean forward to try and see the photo more clearly...
Then I woke up.
Ah, the weirdness!!!! Now off to bed to try to go to sleep again...
:rofl: This one is great!! Sounds like Don, Stevie & you are kinfolk!! :hilarious: The "part of an official Sunset Grill sing-along" is hysterical--as opposed to an UNofficial one I guess. Poor Don all worried about his picture being sold on ebay. :hilarious: Priceless!!
Soda, welcome to Danville, IL! Why didn't you come to visit me? :eyebrow: Anyway, I was LMAO at your grumblings about not being able to sing the last line of Sunset Grill! And it's so cool that you're able to take Don with you into the second part of your dream!
This literally had me laughing out loud. So funny!
Glad you guys like these dreams but I have to say, it seems most of the time my dreams don't have happy endings! I wonder what is up with that?
But Soda, at least you get to meet the guys in your dreams. That doesn't happen to me. In my dreams they are always just out of reach.
Thats a brilliant one Soda. Your dreams are sooo real sounding. I just dreamed last night that the Eagles were playing in a small theatre called the Helix in Dublin and that Laura and I were there. Pretty tame compared to you.
Another bizarre dream starring Glenn and Tim that occurred during a nap I took earlier.
I dreamt that Glenn (c. 1975), Tim (c. 1979) and I are attending this Bible study group. It's really small, just a few people, in this dark room. An older guy hands us some papers to sign and says that if we sign them, we would be entered into a contest. We sign them.
Suddenly, we are being walked to seats in a huge stadium. The place is completely full, and there are two stages - one at each end. Half the seats face one stage, half the seats face the other. We are seated in the middle facing the back. We hear awards being called out - people are accepting awards for various bizarre things - "Best Crayon," "Best Lamp" etc. They are being given out on the stage we are not facing, though, and we can't see anything - even if we turn around we see nothing but people's backs.
"Don't worry," Tim says. "There's a ticker over there that says who is winning awards. If our name is called, we'll see it on the ticker." He points upwards and there it is.
"Thank goodness you saw that!" I exclaim. "I'm sure we'll win because those papers we signed guaranteed we would win something. We have to keep watching."
Sure enough, the ticker suddenly says "SONG OF THE DAY: 'A GOOD DAY' BY THE EAGLES"
"Yay!" Tim cries and jumps up. "Come on, let's go accept the award!"
Glenn says, "I don't want to go up there! I never should have come. You go up there, Nancy!"
"I would, but I'm not an Eagle," I reply with dismay.
"Come on Glenn!" Tim insists.
Glenn sighs heavily and goes with Tim to the stage.
Everyone is ooh-ing and aaah-ing as they walk up the aisle. "It's the Eagles!!!"
When they get to the stage, the white-haired old lady handing out awards says, "Wow, I didn't think any celebrities would really show up for this!"
"We signed the papers," Glenn says glumly.
Then the dream switches to 1975 Glenn in an empty carpeted room of some building zapping a guy who looks like 2009 Glenn with blue lightning coming from his fingers, like the kind the Emperor uses on Luke Skywalker in Return of the Jedi.
"Stop! You're hurting yourself!" current Glenn cries.
Then I wake up.
Woah! I ain't even going near trying to figure out the meaning of this one, soda! :lol:
Perhaps there is no deeper meaning to my crazy dreams. Perhaps a cigar is just a cigar... or in this case, blue lightning is just blue lightning.
Honestly, Soda, WHAT are you eating before you go to sleep???!!! I swear there is something in your diet that induces these dreams. And just for the record, I'll never again be able to watch Star Wars without envisioning"old Glenn" zapping "young Glenn" with that blue light! :saberfight:
WTH? http://bestsmileys.com/storms/3.gif :rofl:
Very strange, Soda! :lol:
This was just weird. I had a dream last night that Nancy, Lisa (GA) and I were sitting in this room (maybe a hotel room or something?) and Nancy was on the computer. I said that "I really wanted some new pics of Timothy". Lisa said "we will be getting some with the new memberships of his fan club. Remember last years?". I jumped up and said "I forgot to renew my membership!". And Nancy had also. So we went on the computer to renew our memberships. Then there was a knock at the door and Lisa got up to go answer it and there stood Timothy with 3 large envelopes and he said, "Here's your membership stuff and there's a couple really good pictures of me in each of them." He came in and handed one to each of us, I was last and when he handed me mine, he told me he had something special in mine, winked, kissed me on the cheek and left the room. That's it. :hilarious:
Not near as good as Soda's but an Eagle dream nevertheless. :)
Well, what are you waiting for Willie??? Open that damn package and tell us what's in there!!! :lol:
A wink and a kiss from an Eagle sounds like a GREAT dream to me. Excellent dream, Willie. Now, go back to that dream and tell us what "special" thing was in your package from Timmy.
I always enjoy making an appearance in a dream! Gee, Nancy at the computer, astonishing. ;)
LOL Nancy!
But you do it so well! :computer:Quote:
Originally Posted by sodascouts
My "Eagles dream" came true when I met Joe Waslh, my favorite Eagle, before the show in Birmingham, UK (2009) during the Joe Walsh Fan Club "Meet & Greet"... What a nice guy!
I don't mind not meeting the other "greedy" ones, Joe's the best (Since Don F. had to go, which is still a bl**dy shame ofcourse...) :)
We all have our favorite Eagles. From what I can tell, Joe is a great guy, and how wonderful for you that you got to meet him! I would like to one day.
But calling everyone else "greedy" doesn't really seem fair - if you're going by the fact that they charge a lot of money for tickets, Mr. Walsh cashes his checks, too! I don't hear him saying they should charge less.
If you'd like to talk more about this, I suggest using the Ticket Prices thread or, if your condemnation is based on some other issue besides ticket prices, starting a new thread.
Thanks!
Speaking of tickets, last night I was sound asleep and it seemed like I jumped right into the middle of a dream. It was the day of an Eagles concert and I was frantically trying to get tickets online and my sister couldn't make up her mind whether she wanted to go or not. (idiot :eyebrow: ). Anyway, I'm pulling up 3rd row tickets and then 2nd row tickets for 1 ticket and next thing you know I pull up 1st row center for 1 ticket and I'm screaming at my sister "IT'S NOT THAT HARD, JUST MAKE UP YOUR STINKIN' MIND!" as I'm watching my seconds tick away. I woke up and my heart was absolutely RACING! In fact, it was racing so fast that I couldn't get back to sleep! How ridiculous is that?? LOL
What a realistic dream! Calm down and go without your sister! :hilarious: :thumbsup:
Realistic? You know Maleah would have just hit "BUY" on that first row ticket regardless of sis! At least, I would! lol
Seriously!!!
Heck yeah I would have! LOL I'd have felt bad had she told me she wanted to go but I would have felt a lot better when I sat dead center in the first row :thumbsup:
I can't even tell you guys how real the dream was though! I couldn't believe how fast my heart was racing over it! LOL
Listening to Expando when I went to bed last night. :hilarious: Maybe that's the trick!
I had a dream that Timothy & I were in the back of a black SUV driving thru Chicago (I remember seeing Water Tower Place). We were holding hands (*sigh*:smitten:) and Timothy was on the phone. We pulled up to Shuba's and Timothy told me that he knew I was excited and if I wanted to go on in there and see if they were already there, he'd be in in a minute. I jumped out of the truck and headed to the front door of the bar and opened it, and in the short line that was by the backroom, I spotted Nancy & Cathy. I ran up to them and gave them both a hug and told them how happy I was to be back in Chicago and couldn't wait to see my family again. Then Timothy came thru the side door with a couple of other guys and everyone went quiet as he came over and hugged Nancy & Cathy and talked for awhile. He told everyone in line he was so glad they were there and hoped they enjoyed the show. He asked me if I was coming in for sound check & I told him sure (well duh!!!). Told the girls I'd see them in a bit and Timothy took my hand (*sigh*:smitten: again!) and lead me into the backroom. I sat down on the bench on the side of the room and listened to a couple of songs. I remember seeing Hank messing with the guitars. They were trying to fix something so Timothy came down a sat next to me. I asked him how he was doing and he said he was pretty nervous but he'd get thru it. He leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees and I rubbed his back (*sigh* :smitten: once more!!!!). Hank yelled that he thought it was ok now and so Timothy got up and went back up on stage. The side door by the stage opened and in walked the back up singers. Said hi to everyone and went up on stage also. Then the frickin' alarm went off!!! :brickwall::brickwall::brickwall:
It was all very vivid. I remember I was wearing a pair of jeans, my big boots (Timothy was still about 3-4 inches taller than me which I know wouldn't be true) and a dark purple silk buttoned top. Timothy was wearing faded out jeans, work boots and a plaid shirt over a t-shirt. His hair was stick straight and very long (kinda HFO style). :drool:
Maleah--remember how your heart was racing? So was mine but for a completely different reason!! :hilarious:
I got a hug from Timmy - I got a hug from Timmy... :nahnah: :partytime:
Ooh! Nice! I wish that happened in real life! Except Cathy and I would be like "Um, Willie, could you convince Tim to let us in too?" lol
Weirdly, I also had a dream last night but since it wasn't nearly as exciting as Willie's (sigh) I'll wait a bit to post it.
Sorry about that--I guess you can come in also, but don't be trying to rub his back! :hilarious:Quote:
Originally Posted by sodascouts
It was so vivid---I could see that bar, the music room, the bench, everything so well, exactly as it was when we were there.
Dang it - why don't I ever remember any dreams!!! :shrug:
Me either! Great dream Willie!
I did have a dream the night before last, but the only part I remember is waking up trying to scream. Somehow, I don't think any of the guys were involved.....or, hmmmmmm........ maybe they were! :eyebrow:
LOL! I WISH my heart was racing because I had a dream like yours! lol :hilarious:Quote:
Originally Posted by TimothyBFan
Ooh, cute dream, Willie!
Here's my comparatively mundane dream. It involves Perfect Little Sister (Lissa).
In my dream, we're pulling up to the mall parking lot and we think we see Glenn going in, but we're not sure. We hurry into the mall looking around at the various stores. Suddenly, we hear "Soul Searchin'" playing and we see that there is a black church meeting in one of the stores in the mall and Glenn is leading them in song! "Well, that's surprising," I say.
We move along to a clothing store catty-corner to the church-store and start looking at clothes. Suddenly Glenn walks into the store wearing his Pebble Beach gear and starts looking at clothes a couple racks over. He doesn't recognize us. "I thought this was a store for girls," I say.
"Maybe he's buying presents," Lissa says. We just watch him. He sees us and comes over to us. "Does this look good?" He says and holds up a pink T-shirt.
Then suddenly we are all waiting in line at a Panera's in the food court, holding bags. Apparently we are done shopping. "This place overcharges for soup," I pout. "We should've gone to Chick-fil-A."
Then the dream changes and Lissa and I are in an empty gymnasium with the bleachers pushed back playing Parcheesi on the floor of a basketball court. "I wish we had four players," I say, then I get up and go to the bathroom. It's nasty in there and afterward, as I leave the bathroom, I run into Glenn. "Believe me, you don't want to go in there, Glenn. It's gross," I say, then add, "Are any of the other guys with you? We need four for Parcheesi."
"I'll get Tim," Glenn replies and smiles. "I love that game!"
I smile back. This is going to be awesome! I think. We'll chit-chat as we play and after I beat them a few times, I'll let them win so they don't feel bad. It'll be fun for everyone!
Then I wake up feeling all happy. Finally, a dream that ends well!
Funny! Soda, you must be quite good at Parcheesie! :lol:
I HAD A DREAM WITH THE EAGLES! :yay: :yay: Or at least one Eagle!
It's very weird though! First of all, there was an earthquake at our home. (I guess these recent Haiti and Chile ones are bothering me in my subconscious.) I saw our house move back and forth on it's foundation but no damage. Next thing I know I have gotten tickets to an Eagles concert in a small, old theater. I'm a bit disappointed because I'm in the center of row 7 which is behind a pit area where there are lots of people. Don comes up on stage dressed in a strawberry ice cream colored shirt and jacket and looks very hot, as in HFO days. (Can you imagine?) He is signing autographs for those up front and I am bummed. I had brought the One of These Nights album with me and can't get up there for him to sign it. :-(
Then I woke up! :rolleyes:
I find it very funny that you go right from a hurricane into the concert "scene", with no apparent connection to the 2. :hilarious: Let me finish it and give it a happy ending since you said you never get Eagles dreams....Don comes into the audience since you can't get to him and seeks you out because he sees you waving your albums for him to sign. :thumbsup:
BTW- are you sure it wasn't Glenn instead of Don in that strawberry ice cream colored shirt? :hilarious:
Very nice, TBF! Thank you!
It's funny, Don being in the pink. It was very vivid. Remember that pink jacket that Glenn has? It was that color or maybe a bit brighter. I would love to see Don in pink!