Obviously time to pull out my sign again....... http://bestsmileys.com/signs12/1.gif :hilarious:
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Obviously time to pull out my sign again....... http://bestsmileys.com/signs12/1.gif :hilarious:
LOL! These replies are more entertaining than my dream. ;)
As for the Scooby Doo gang, they were real people when I met them in front of the elevator... and Shaggy did not seem very sexy. lol
Love your sign Willie.....I might have to steal it for another Forum (if you don't mind!)Quote:
Originally Posted by TimothyBFan
Don in dreams?
WHAT? He DIDN'T?!?! :thud:Quote:
Originally Posted by sodascouts
:lol:
See-I'm not the only one who thought that.
Carole---steal away!!!
Well, remember how I was complaining how few Eagles dreams I have nowadays? I guess they come in spurts, because I had three Eagle dreams snippets last night!
I can only remember two of them, though. All I remember about the first one was that Don was in it, and I woke up in the middle of the night thinking "I need to put this on The Border," and then went back to sleep. Now, this morning, I can't remember it! Frustrating!
But at least I remember the two I had after I went back to sleep.
Don Henley (looking like he does now) is teaching a college literature class and he calls me up: "Nancy, I don't have time to make up the test. You write one up and email it to me. I'm giving the test Friday so I need you to submit the questions for approval by Thursday." (In my dream, it's Wednesday). He tells me the test is going to be over The Odyssey.
So, I grab one of my old tests and go up to campus to deliver it to him personally, right after the phone call. He thanks me, looks at it, crosses out one question and writes in another, then hands it back. "Now fix this and e-mail me the finished product." I'm so relieved he seems to like it!
I hurry home, but instead of fixing it right away, I put it aside to do later. When I pick it up again, it's dark and I'm tired. I'm retyping the whole thing for some reason, and I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open. I finish it and hit "send."
As soon as I do, I realize that I forgot to put in the question he wanted! I fix it and send it again. Then I suddenly see a lot of typos. I fix them and send it again. At this point Don has three copies of this test.
He must think I suck at this, I fret. What can I do? I decide it would be a good idea to send him a deluxe illustrated version of the test to make up for my mistakes, so I print out a copy and begin drawing on it. The drawings are actually looking pretty good. In my dream I have artistic talent, lol. All the sudden Don comes up behind me. "Are you crazy? I want a one-page test and with your drawings, this will be two pages. You're killing trees."
Shoot, why didn't I think of that?! "Sorry, Mr. Henley... maybe we could print it out double-sided?"
[At the point, the dream ended abruptly and I had some other unrelated dreams]
Then all of the sudden my friend and I are driving along a dirt road and we see Bernie Leadon and Don Felder (c. 1975) walking along the road talking. "Ooh, stop, I want to talk to them!" I tell my friend.
She pulls over and I get out and start walking towards them. They don't notice me. As I approach, I hear Bernie saying, "A person needs to have A-class talent like me." Felder frowns and says "I'm not even going to touch that."
Then they both see me. "Hey, give me that tape!" Felder cries. Suddenly I am holding a VHS tape and I know instinctively I must NOT give it to Felder. "That tape belongs to my lawyer!" He insists. "I need it for evidence!"
I'm confused. "You had lawyers in the seventies?"
Bernie says "No," while Felder says "Yes." Meanwhile, I'm trying to remember what the heck is on this tape!
Bernie asks Felder, "What's on the tape?" I wait for the answer since I don't know myself.
"It's a secret," Felder snaps.
"Why do you need it for evidence? The lawsuit happens way in the future," I ask.
Bernie looks at me strangely but Felder just looks mad.
Then suddenly I remember. The tape shows Felder having a secret meeting with mafia people! He's a member of the mafia! He'll surely kill me for having this tape!
I freak out, turn around, run back to the car and tell my friend to hit the accelerator - we gotta get out of there! Felder is chasing me and hollers "I KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE" as we drive away.
And THEN I woke up with my heart racing and it took me a second or two to realize it was just a dream!
Soda, you really do have some crazy dreams :hilarious:. I don't dream much at all, that I can remember. Watch out for that Don Felder! :worried:
LOL, love your crazy dreams, Soda!
Love your sig, Koala. That pic of Glenn makes me swoon! And against those pink roses :fainting: :fainted:
Thanks, GL!
It's my Valentine' day special banner only for today,love your banner and avatar too, very romantic!
Don:"you're killing trees!"
Soda: "Sorry, Mr. Henley..." :hilarious: Love it!!
Here's another - I actually had two more while sick but those were not as good as this one I had before I got "struck down" lol. There was more to it, but here's the part I can remember:
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I dreamed that PLS, Dreamer, and I got invited to a party at Glenn's. His neighbors are there, as well as his family (parents, kids except Otis). Their friends are also there. In short, the place was packed! An oddity: in my dream, Glenn's parents look exactly like Stevie Nicks' parents. Glenn looks like he does now except his hair is styled like it was for the Hell Freezes Over video.
We are all outside in his big backyard. There are picnic tables and streamers draped everyone and I can smell barbecue cooking. Glenn is wearing an apron but isn't actually cooking anything. Instead, Glenn announces that he is giving a tour of his house to anyone who wants to see it. Of course Dreamer, PLS, and I hurry to be part of the "tour," as do several others.
The first place we visit is the basement. This basement looks like my family's basement in our house in New Jersey (I was 6 when we lived there). In the dream, this does not seem strange to me, lol. I have a camera in my purse and I wish I could take photos to better remember the occasion, but I figure that would be frowned upon. Still, maybe I could ask Glenn if it would be OK...
While I'm mulling this over, the tour has moved away. I look down and in my hand there's suddenly a roll of Super 8 film labeled "Home Movies." I stare at it, trying to figure out if it's Glenn's or mine. If it's Glenn's, how did I get a hold of it? If it's mine, why did I bring it with me? I need a place to play the film to solve the mystery, but in order to do so I'd have to ask Glenn for a projector, and if this is his tape, he'll wonder why I have it. If it's my tape, he'll wonder why I can't just wait and watch it at home. I somehow know that if it's mine, it'll have footage of my family's 1978 trip to Washington DC, and if it's Glenn's, it will have footage of the Rolling Stone game. Which is it, which is it... Ack, dilemma after dilemma! I shove the tape in my purse and decide I'll figure out what to do later.
By now everyone is moving back upstairs. I fall in line. Glenn is marching us to his bedroom now. The entire group crowds at the bedroom door as he proudly shows us his bed. "I had it specially made for this room," he declares. I look at the bed in puzzlement. It is built into the floor, and the carpet is OVER part of it like a blanket.... I honestly think it's kind of weird and as everyone oohs and aahs I back out of the room and look down the hall. There is a series of doors. I wonder if we will get to see all of these rooms.
Just then Glenn comes back out. "These three rooms are for you, Kay, and Lissa," Glenn says as he points to three of the rooms, all side by side. "They each have their own bathroom!" He adds with a smile.
"Oh my gosh! We get our own rooms! This is so cool!" I squeal. The rest of the tour forgotten, I run into "my" room to check it out. It's got a double bed and a big bathroom to boot! I'm thrilled beyond belief. I realize that I have no pajamas, though. What am I supposed to sleep in?
At that moment, a pudgy teenager shows up at the door. "Hi, I'm Glenn's neighbor's kid," he introduces himself. "You can borrow my Final Fantasy T-shirt to sleep in." He smiles and hands it to me.
"Aren't you the sweetest!" I exclaim and put it on the bed. "Thank you so much!"
"You're welcome," he says, looking pleased. I decide to hang out with him, since the tour is now gone and I'd feel awkward wandering around Glenn's house alone.
Suddenly, I'm waking up in "my" bedroom. It's morning. I smell bacon cooking. I jump out of bed, eager to get going and see everybody. I pull on blue jeans but don't bother to change out of the Final Fantasy T-shirt. As I walk down the stairs to the kitchen, barefoot, I still can't believe how cool all this is. I hope Dreamer and PLS are already downstairs.
When I get out to the kitchen, everyone is back eating pancakes and bacon. Once again the place is stuffed with people. Glenn's kids are surrounded by dozens of friends and they are taking up all the seats at the massive kitchen table. There are people eating in the den but I don't want to because everything is white - white carpet, white furniture... I know I'll spill something.
I see Dreamer and PLS sitting by Glenn talking to him. I sigh with relief. I'll go there! They are both eating off of paper plates with plastic forks but I figure I'll skip breakfast, as I can just envision syrup pouring off my flimsy paper plate onto Glenn's magnificent white furniture. I would have to stay inside and clean Glenn's couch while everyone else would be out having fun. He would regret inviting me. No way I am going to be that person!
I hurry up and squeeze myself beside PLS and Dreamer. They all say hi to me. Glenn turns to talk to folks on the other side of him. Oddly, everyone on Glenn's left side is older than he is, and everyone on his right side is younger than he is.
"How did you guys sleep?" I ask Dreamer and PLS.
"Our bedrooms each had their own bathrooms!" They both exclaim.
"I know, mine too! Just like Glenn said!" I say happily.
Dreamer looks at my shirt. "Where did you get that? What's 'Final fantasy'?"
"That guy over there gave it to me," I say, pointing to the neighbor who is over at the kitchen table with the other kids. "Final Fantasy is a video game series." Dreamer looks puzzled so I change the subject. "How long have you guys been talking to Glenn?"
"Hours," Dreamer says.
PLS nods. "We talked about all sorts of things."
"Hours?!" I cry enviously. "Dang it, why did I have to sleep so late??"
At that point Glenn suddenly turns back towards us. "I found a thread I didn't like on a fan forum and deleted it," he says to me.
I'm taken aback. Surely he doesn't mean The Border? Where he gets gushed over on a regular basis? And what he said doesn't make any sense anyway. "You couldn't have deleted a thread, Glenn."
"What do you mean?" He asks, looking confused.
"Only the administrator is able to delete threads on message boards," I explain. "If you were a member, you could delete your own post, but no one else's." He still looks confused. "If you wanted to get rid of something, you could try to shut down the entire site..."
"Yes, that's what I meant. I deleted the entire site," he says quickly. "I mean I shut it down."
"How?" I ask.
He pauses, then just repeats, "I shut it down."
I look into his eyes and try to figure out if he's trying to tell me something. This is all very weird. There aren't very many Eagles sites and I would have noticed if one was shut down, and I know for a fact MINE isn't shut down. I suspect that he is either very confused or that he is making this up. But why? I can't read him at all. If he wants to tell me something, he needs to say it to me straight up and not play mind games, I think with annoyance. Oh well, I'll play along.
"It's too bad you had to do that. There is a lot of lame crap on the internet. I know that better than anyone," I say.
He nods. "Yes. A lot of lame crap."
I feel compelled to add, "But I love the internet. If it weren't for the internet, I wouldn't be here today talking to you." I hope he also considers that a plus...
He looks thoughtful but says nothing.
I turn back to PLS and Dreamer, who look a bit nervous, but Dreamer says "I love the internet, too." PLS echoes, "I love the internet, too."
All the kids over at the kitchen table, including Final Fantasy kid, yell out "We love the internet too!" They applaud and cheer. "Yay for the internet!"
And that's when I woke up!
Wow!!! That was some dream... :hilarious: :hilarious: :hilarious:
Are you sure you weren't feverish when you had that dream? :rofl:
Whaduya mean - DREAM! Heck - that wasn't a dream! Don't you remember all those overnight sleepover invitations we've gotten from Glenn? Girl - where is your mind???? :woah: :woah: :woah:
Bahahahaha I literally laughed out loud at that, which earned me a very grouchy statement from my Father who is trying to sleep in the next room. lol Thanks a lot Soda. ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by sodascouts
ROTFL Where in the world did THAT come from? The Mafia?? That's TOO funny. I don't know how or why you have these crazy dreams but I'd love to have one like yours! lolQuote:
Then suddenly I remember. The tape shows Felder having a secret meeting with mafia people! He's a member of the mafia! He'll surely kill me for having this tape!
Yeah, but then we all had to share a room! :lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by Ive always been a dreamer
Maleah - I don't know where the heck they come from, but you can't make this stuff up. lol
Lol! Keep churning them out Nancy and I'll keep reading 'em!
That song "Money for Nothing" by Dire Straits--everyone at the end--"I want my MTV"--now it is "Yay the Internet"! That's a good one!
I want my new 4G...
If you are referring to the cellular broadband connection - me too!Quote:
Originally Posted by sodascouts
I'm waiting for Apple to come out with the new iPad. I'm getting up early tomorrow to read all of the liveblogs and watch the stream and watch Apple announce the iPad 2. I love my first-generation iPad. Also the iPhone 5 will be out in July with supposedly 4G LTE connectivity. I love Apple stuff. Macs and iPods, iPads, etc LOL. I haven't got an iPhone yet though - no reception here.
Back to the topic at hand LOL!
Nice dream BTW :rofl: You are very good at writing them out! :)
Yeah, you're right - the sleepover was much better when we didn't have to share!!! :rofl:Quote:
Originally Posted by sodascouts
So last week while on my Stevie trip I had another Eagles dream, but I'm afraid I've forgotten some of it by now. I'll put what I remember, though!
I'm standing outside of an arena where Don is playing, waiting with my friend, because Don is going to sign autographs after the show. We're waiting by the table where he's going to sign autographs - it has a big red tablecloth and a notecard saying "DON HENLEY" in front of a folding chair. We're thinking how smart we were to leave the concert early so that we could be the first to get autographs. Then I hear Don saying something about small towns in Texas and I think "oh my gosh, is he going to do 'Talking to the Moon'?" Sure enough, I hear it start up.
"Dang it! We're missing 'Talking to the Moon'!" I cry.
My friend rolls her eyes. "You can hear it from out here!"
"But it's not the same," I pout.
Out of nowhere, a guy shows up with a piece of pizza. "Here, have this." He hands it to me. I figure he must be trying to make a sale, so I turn around and there's a booth where he's selling pizza for $2 a slice.
"I don't have any money on me," I tell him.
"That's OK, I'll give it to you free." He smiles and goes back to his booth.
My friend says, "See, if we weren't out here early, you wouldn't have gotten free pizza."
"Good point," I say, and take a bite of my pizza.
Suddenly Don is at the table ready to sign autographs and there's people all around us. I've still got my slice of pizza. I can't find a place to put it down and get to my CD that I want him to sign so I'm trying to eat it really quickly, but it's a big piece. Everyone is waiting on me and Don says "Where did you get that pizza?"
"That guy gave it to me," I say, indicating the booth which is only a few yards away. Everyone waiting for an autograph starts saying "ooh, it's free?" and walking over to the booth.
"Great, now everyone is going to want free pizza," Don says unhappily. "He was supposed to charge $2 a slice. We're not going to make any money!"
"I would've paid two dollars if I'd had the money on me, but when I told him I didn't have any money, he said I could have it free. He's not giving it all away, he just gave one piece to me....and you shouldn't be mad at him because he was only trying to cheer me up..." I'm trying to explain, but at the look on Don's face, I just sigh heavily and say "Sorry."
Then the scene changes, and we're all inside the place where they filmed the HFO show. Don is onstage in his HFO outfit performing something - I can't remember what - but it's not an Eagles show. It's a Don solo show.
However, after his song, Don says, "I have a special surprise for you! Glenn Frey is here and he's going to do something he's never before done. He's going to play 'The Girl from Yesterday' on crystals!"
Suddenly Glenn appears sitting behind what looks like a xylophone, only instead of metal, it's made of sparkling crystals. He gets out what looks like a little mallet and starts hitting the crystals with it. I hear the opening notes of TGFY. It's working! I'm totally impressed. I think it's really brave of him to play the song on crystals because it must be really hard. He's having to play really slowly and carefully. Don walks over to Glenn, beaming, obviously very pleased with Glenn's crystal-playing. I think it's a nice moment.
Then the dream jumps to me singing with Stevie Nicks and Glenn and Don no longer appear, so I'll stop here. lol
You're right, Soda, you just couldn't make these things up!
:nahnah:
Is it my imagination, or do your Eagles dreams often feature you getting into trouble with Don???
She gets into trouble with Glenn too. :shrug:
:hilarious: Maybe Trouble is her middle name. ;) :laugh:
:hilarious: Don trying to make a few bucks selling pizza at his own autograph signing!
Doesn't pizza make an appearance in quite a few of your dreams? :hmm:
Yeah, somebody needs to tell my subconscious that I want to have a dream where all the Eagles think that I'm the bomb and where we have a more varied selection of food! ;)
When I got to the part where Don announces that Glenn is going to play the "crystals" I had to laugh out loud. It just struck me funny :hilarious:! dream on, Soda, I love hearing about your dreams!
LOL.
Had a very weird dream last night.
I was at an Eagles concert and of course, right up front on Timothy's side. But it wasn't current Eagles because they all looked younger and Don had his "big hair" and Timothy had his HFO hair, and so on so none of them looked as if they were from the same era. And the setlist was all different.
They had come out and sang a couple of songs and I could see someone walking around at the side of the stage farthest from me and I kept thinking that he sure looked like Benjamin Orr but I just knew it wasn't. Then Glenn said he wanted to introduce a special guest that they have been friends with for a very long time and just happened to be in town at the same time as them. He also said he knew of one person in the audience that would be extremely happy to see this guest. Then he introduced "Mr. Benjamin Orr from The Cars". I couldn't believe it!! I was screaming and jumping around crazy as he came out on stage. He walked to the center of the stage and waved and then looked right over at me and winked. He looked sooooo good.
Glenn handed him a microphone and they sang PEF together and then went right into Drive. I kept thinking that this just doesn't sound right but I just don't care because it couldn't get any better than this.
I was also snapping pictures like crazy as Benjamin walked around the stage and was next to each guy but every time he came over by Timothy, right in front of me, I would forget to take the pictures and was getting made because I wouldn't have any pictures of them together and that would make such a cool avatar. :hilarious:
That's all I remember from the dream. But I remember when I woke up this morning, I felt kinda sad because Benjamin is gone and I remembered how happy I was to actually see him in my dream. :-(
Awww Willie - that really was a sweet dream even if you didn't get a picture for your avatar! :thumbsup:
Awww, Willie! :hug: It sounds like a lovely dream, though.
Awww, sometimes dreams are just there to make us happy in our unconcious state I think.......when real life is a bit of a bummer! :)
Awwww I love BOTH your dreams Soda and Willie! Nothing better to prepare you for another day of reality! How often do I want to just go back to dreamland!!
A bittersweet dream, Willie, but at least you had a happy night!
Awww, Benjamin came to you in your dreams. How sweet!
Willie, I dreamed I was at an Eagles concert last night! In the dream, they stopped playing because somehow Tim hurt his back! While a massuese came out and worked on Tim's back, Glenn decided to play a song on his acoustic guitar, just him singing. I had never heard the song before, and it was lovely! Then, somehow, I ran into Glenn backstage after the concert, and I told him how much I liked the song. I said it was nice to hear him do an non-Eagles song that I had never heard before. He said it WAS an Eagles song! I remember being so embarrassed, but he put an arm around my shoulders and said not to worry about it!:hilarious::faint:
That's my type of dream....:fainted:Quote:
Originally Posted by Stars