Bards & Beards

It’s never a good thing when a co-worker tells you they dreamed about you last night.

That conversation never quite happened because most of the people who I work with end up sleeping or at least napping during the day. So it went more like “I had a dream that you were in the other day.”

At any rate, the co-worker announced to my other co-workers that in her dream, I was dressed like a 20-foot chicken and was chasing her through the streets in her neighborhood. Apparently it wasn’t fun and games because I was throwing sharp stars on strings in an effort to take her out. Each time I’d throw the weapon at her she’d figure out how to avoid them. I was happy to hear about her defense.

To that end, I offered up these excuses why it could never happen in real life.

1.) I don’t own a 20-foot chicken suit. It wouldn’t fit in the elevator in my building. Not even in the freight elevator. Where would I store such a thing?

2.) I could never quite master a throwing star. I can throw a frisbee like a madman but throwing stars… not so much. I could never be Chuck Norris but no one else on this planet could be either. I guess Wham-O would have to manufacture my weapons. I’d hope they’d be the kind that glow-in-the dark.

3.) I don’t even know where my co-worker lives.

I apologized for her id’s opinion of me and reassured her it would never happen again.

Speaking of Chuck Norris and I know I was, I’ve been sporting a beard of sorts. I’ve gotten more positive comments than negative. I can’t believe the time it saves me every day. It’s like 10 minutes which translates into about an hour a week. You have to substract 10 minutes because I keep it trimmed up. I don’t want to look like Grizzly Adams.

I have a fair amount of red in my beard. It may look a little silly because I have brown hair. For now, I’m enjoying the extra hour that I can devote each week to different things.

Another one of my co-workers has a full-fledged beard. We figured he’s saved about a couple weeks of his life not shaving.

I’m just happy with the extra hour a week, I’ll take it.

Bock, Bock… just kidding…

Weird Dream

I think everyone who’s gone to college has had this dream once – you dream one class stands in your way of getting your degree. Of course, it’s the class you didn’t attend all semester or you walk into the class, realize it’s the day of the final exam and you don’t have any idea about the course. There are several different ways this dream plays out.

dreammoods.com has this explanation of this type of dream:

To dream that you are in college, indicates that you are going through some social or cultural changes. You may be wanting to expand your knowledge and awareness. It also suggest that now is a good time for you to experiment and try new things. If you had gone to college in your past, then also consider your personal experiences and memories of your college days. However, if you are currently in college, then it may be a reflection of your current surroundings. It may also represent stress.

The past couple of nights I’ve been having a different dream that I’ve gone back to college. I remember moving into a dorm, wondering how I was going to pay my bills and then the dream was over. Last night, I dreamed I attended one class but then didn’t have the schedule for the rest of my classes. I spent most of the academic day trying to find the registrar’s office to get my schedule. I remember everyone in the dream knowing my name. It was very surreal.

I know I work in television but I’m having a “dream mini-series”. It’s been playing out over the past couple of nights. Thank God I don’t see “To Be Continued” pop up at the end. Normally, I don’t recall all of my dreams but these are different.

Do you have any recurring dreams or worse, nightmares?