This morning my daughter told me about a dream she had last night (true story). I had gone to Home Depot to buy a cat for the family. It was a secret that only she and I knew about. I came home with a big rolling suitcase, and the cat was inside. Everyone was excited about the new thing in the suitcase. I opened it up and out came a large cat that was 65 years old. I went to open the back kitchen door to let the cat out in the yard with our dogs. My daughter said: that cat’s gonna die. Then she woke up. I hope the cat was ok but damn that’s an old cat I got at Home Depot. Now you should tell me about your weird dream.
I once had a dream that I was hitchhiking. A big RV pulled up and offered me a lift. Inside were Matthew McConaughey, Rooster McConaughey, Sandra Bullock and a bunch of their friends. We partied, went to a Longhorn football game, Sandra and I fell in love and dated for a few months until I caught her cheating on me with Matthew. I told her (not him) we couldn’t be friends anymore. Best dream of my life!
That was not cool for Sandra to cheat but yeah, you and MM gotta remains buds anyway. Too much fun to be had there. And do NOT buy your dream cats at Home Depot. Their inventory is really dated and I doubt there’s any warranty at all on those old furry goods.
So my dream is that I'm a friend of Mack Brown and he invites me to suit up in a Longhorns Uniform to watch the game. I get to help the players warm up, etc. After half time I come out with some specialists to get ready for the second half. Only the rest of the team stays in he locker rom. It's time for kickoff and there are only 11 guys suited up, including me. I know I'm not eligible and there's hell to pay if I get on the field. But it's a dream, right, and I figure I'll help field the kick and be inconspicuous. The kickoff comes down right to me. I'm thinking "oh crap" I'm going to get killed, but the instinct for self preservation kicks in. I run so slow that the defenders all take bad angles and get blocked. I start chugging up the field. Defenders lunge and miss or get blocked. I score a touchdown, but can't celebrate. I've scored a TD for my beloved Longhorns but I know there wll be consequences out the wazoo.
I dreamed I was shopping at Home Depot and somebody stuffed me in a suitcase. They kept calling me "Mittens".
A 65 year old cat...they must have seen you coming. Did it come with a money back guarantee or at least a warranty?
I don't often remember dreams, which seems to be typical, but I had an interesting one last night. Some guy was about to attack me, although I can't remember what the dispute concerned, or if it was even in the dream. There was a chain on the ground and I picked it up; then I started swinging it around in martial arts fashion, like numchuks or those fighting poles they use. It was going whish, whish, whish, and I was an expert at the skill. I could even make the chain bend in the middle into two 45 degree angles (impossible, I know). That's all I can remember, and I have no idea where that one came from.
