Gggglmmmmghhh. Toasted cheese for supper last night, followed by the last glass of the Xmas Bailey's (oh NOES, the Bailey's is gone!) gave me spectacular vivid dreams.
In the A-plot, I was at a sci-fi convention taking place in a big old medieval castle, and was instantly, mutually attracted to a writer who was there as a guest. I've seen pictures of this writer, and the man in my dream wasn't actually him - looked nothing like him - but he was wearing his name and identity for dream purposes. His girlfriend was there too and wanted to kill me. Most unsettling. Also, the toilets in the medieval castle were, for some reason, identical to airline toilets inside even though the rest of the setting was old stone walls and high ceilings. I recall this because there was a sex scene in there - vivid, but not as vivid as the trainwreck that ensued when a roomful of people saw us coming out of the toilet together. Eeeek.
The B-plot involved Muslim terrorists trying to assassinate my dogs. I know they were Muslim because they told me so when they explained that dogs were unclean and that was why mine had to die. They had big guns and there were a lot of dramatic chases and shootouts and dodging and ducking and diving - but they were pretty crap terrorists, because they kept missing the dogs. A bit like a 24 episode with Spike as Jack Bauer.
(I think Squish would be Chloe...)
In the A-plot, I was at a sci-fi convention taking place in a big old medieval castle, and was instantly, mutually attracted to a writer who was there as a guest. I've seen pictures of this writer, and the man in my dream wasn't actually him - looked nothing like him - but he was wearing his name and identity for dream purposes. His girlfriend was there too and wanted to kill me. Most unsettling. Also, the toilets in the medieval castle were, for some reason, identical to airline toilets inside even though the rest of the setting was old stone walls and high ceilings. I recall this because there was a sex scene in there - vivid, but not as vivid as the trainwreck that ensued when a roomful of people saw us coming out of the toilet together. Eeeek.
The B-plot involved Muslim terrorists trying to assassinate my dogs. I know they were Muslim because they told me so when they explained that dogs were unclean and that was why mine had to die. They had big guns and there were a lot of dramatic chases and shootouts and dodging and ducking and diving - but they were pretty crap terrorists, because they kept missing the dogs. A bit like a 24 episode with Spike as Jack Bauer.
(I think Squish would be Chloe...)