jerriblank
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Post by jerriblank on Jun 2, 2007 18:56:16 GMT
Yes I know talking about dreams is, like, reaaaallly boring and all that but has anyone had any noteworthy lowculture dreams lately?
I had the most vivid dream last week about headbutting Miquita Taylor in a restaurant and then realising I'd killed her.
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Post by xenomaniac on Jun 3, 2007 0:52:11 GMT
The only thing more boring than other people's dreams is other people's problems. Having said that I'm only jealous because I never remember my dreams, I think I may be a replicant.
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Post by Nurse Dunkley on Jun 3, 2007 15:44:01 GMT
I have a mate who dreamt that she was having an inline skating competition with Derek Jacobi.
All mine pale in comparison. Plus I can only usually remember them (if at all) for a few days.
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Tacye Marley
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Post by Tacye Marley on Jun 3, 2007 17:53:59 GMT
Last night I dreamt of the Doctor and Martha, and two nights before that I was having a chat in my kitchen with Hannah and JP from Hollyoaks. Nothing really phenomenal.
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Post by somethingbiblical on Jun 3, 2007 18:53:34 GMT
I had a dream last year that I was Nancy from Hollyoaks. Well, I was me, but I looked like Nancy from Hollyoaks. It was the most vivid and bizarre dream - it involved my friend looking like Courtney Love, hallucogenic drugs, deja vu (not the song), people from Torchwood in a wild-west-style wagon and a chase, and a man with a 5 foot penis. I'm not making this shit up. It's one of the few dreams I've ever remembered. It was like 20 dreams packed into one.
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Post by pauliepoos on Jun 4, 2007 9:31:41 GMT
I've had numerous celebrity dreams - David Beckham twice, Ioan Gruffudd, Girls Aloud, Cher and Michelle Pfeiffer, The Corrs. In fact in one dream I was telling Kylie about my Corrs dream (during which I was telling Carolile outside an airport that she should sing more, but she said I wasn't allowed to say that as Andrea gets very upset) but then I had to leave her to walk Judi Dench to the train station and when I got back Kylie was gone. Judi Dench walks very slowly.
And I once dreamed I was giving Phil Mitchell a blow job although I was making it clear I wanted Grant instead, which was equally disturbing.
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Post by audrey notwhatsheusedtobe on Jun 4, 2007 9:36:19 GMT
I have dreams about people off the telly pretty much constantly. Inexplicably, I've been having loads of Gordon Brown dreams of late (and I know I'm not the only lowculturer to do this, but my lips are sealed!). On Saturday night, I dreamed that he was on a telly debate with Keira Knightly. Keira was completely slating Gordon's economic theory and I shouted at the telly, "what do you know about economics, you bitch!" I really don't like her.
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Post by LoveMusic on Jun 5, 2007 8:32:46 GMT
I did! I did!
Last night Tennant finally came into my dreams. However, i bizarrely was looking after a baby and doing an assualt course. At the end he came and helped everyone escape from Russell Brand, with Martha.
Not exactly what i hoped for.
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bauerbotherer
Jane Asher
"I'm a stubborn cow who wants to have the last word."
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Post by bauerbotherer on Jun 6, 2007 11:37:04 GMT
I was away at the weekend and worried about not being able to watch Joseph. This was obviously bothering my subconscious so much that I dreamed that I was wandering about the West End and saw the finalists outside a theatre. Instead of the dream following this plotline I instead became obsessed with having to find a way of posting my sighting of the Josephs onto lowculture and explain how much better looking Lee was in the flesh. This was all very confusing when I woke up and realised that none of it was true and then stupid the BBC entertainment headlines spoilt who went out before I'd had a chance to watch the recording.
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Post by thelovelykate on Jun 6, 2007 21:18:11 GMT
i had an inexplicable dream about Sawyer from Lost and Gwen Stefani last night. They were chatting in a bar. Sawyer was wearing a suit but (of course) it wasn't done up properly. Gwen Stefani was wearing a very nice hat. She got a bit fucked off that Saywer wasn't paying her enough attention and made him get off with her. At this point I distinctly remember thinking:
"Fuck off you bitch! You've already got a really good looking husband!"
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Post by Adrian on Jun 7, 2007 10:40:26 GMT
I dreamt that Johnny Borrell from Razorlight shot me in two places in my arms, the bastard.
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dirtypop
Jane Asher
Only Lee Will Do!
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Post by dirtypop on Jun 9, 2007 15:30:37 GMT
I dreamt last night that I was John Paul and I was getting off with Craig. Except I still had lady parts despite the fact that I was JP.
I told my friend about this dream and he concluded that it meant "I wanted anal".
Quite
Ooh and after that I dreamt that it was the Joseph final and Webber was in his throne on the stage singing any dream will do and each of the Joseph's had to come out and duet with him. It was Lee's turn and he totally fucked up the words and all the music stopped and it was awful. I hope this is not a bad omen for tonight.
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Post by [james] on Jun 10, 2007 10:51:47 GMT
I dreamt last week that I was walking along with my friend and his sister who for some reason was teen pop sensation JoJo. Oddly though, I remember thinking "It isn't strange that his sister is JoJo, just keep walking."
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Post by Nurse Dunkley on Jun 10, 2007 12:22:34 GMT
I had the oddest dream ever earlier. It involved me being at my old school and being outed (in the changing rooms! though it was nothing sexual) but I was actually Harry Potter. There were a few pupils who were all from my old school, and a mixture of teachers who were both from there and from Hogwarts. Some were supportive whilst some were hateful. The only one I remember now was Madame Hooch played by Zoe Wanamaker in some sort of technicoloured smock who was lovely and I hugged and told her I was glad they'd brought her back from the first film. I was also attacked by someone who I think was Mad Eye Moody but he had a big prosthetic green face. A lot of it's quite blurry already.
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Post by Andrew* on Jun 10, 2007 13:35:02 GMT
This is probably something no one wants to here - but I dreamt I was in some sort of odd relationship with Boyd from Neighbours.
It's very, very hazy. But I am sure it had something to do with me auditioning for X-factor and I was naturally truly terrible, however my only saving grace was that Boyd was know an excellently well paid doctor and the Manchester Royal Infirmary.
There was definitely SOME sex stuff involved, but I can't remember exactly. Which is a shame for me, but good for the readers of this post.
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Post by LoveMusic on Jun 10, 2007 13:43:45 GMT
I had another David Tennant dream. He was a teacher at a school i was bizarrely working in.
I think it says a lot about me that i can't even get a kiss off someone in a bloody dream.
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Tacye Marley
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Post by Tacye Marley on Jun 10, 2007 13:47:37 GMT
Pretty much every dream I have about Tennant is borderline indecent. Only borderline, mind. It's kind of like Hollyoaks- full of sexual tension, but also fully clothed.
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Post by FeelsLikeKellyCrabtree on Jun 10, 2007 15:38:58 GMT
I, too, once had a dream about Tennant. It wasn't filthy, much to my waking disgust, but involved a shopping centre and not enough change for the trolley. I wish my life was as exciting as my dreams...
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Tacye Marley
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Post by Tacye Marley on Jun 18, 2007 16:58:54 GMT
Last night I had a very Lowculture dream. I was at a stately home with Britney, and I was trying to protect her from the paperazzi, which involved a lot of yelling, 'leave her alone, don't you think she's gone through enough!'. At some point we found a cellar in this stately home which was the HQ of some evil organisation. Baines from Doctor Who a few weeks back was there. He tried to sexually assault me. I think. Maybe it was the other way around. That would make more sense.
By this point I think I'd abandoned Britney, poor love.
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Post by raspberry on Jun 18, 2007 17:49:51 GMT
I recently had a sci-fi dream that involved characters from both Coronation Street and Sunset Beach.
My memory of it is patchy but it involved a green ball that when squeezed squirted a gas that made people share the holder's personality. Somehow Tracy Barlow got a hold of it and used it to get out of prison. From then on she was a Joker type villain getting ready to take over 'the city'.
I think Ben, Meg and Annie from Sunset Beach were trying to stop her but had to break into her lair, a disused power station. Fortunately they could use the disused underground mine shaft tunnels, but only two could fit on the wooden board that could use to ride along the tracks. After some arguing, and use of their own version of the personality sharing ball, Annie and Ben were the ones to go.
I think the logic was that Annie's cunning and Ben's paranoia would be strong enough personalities to beat Tracy. I woke up as they were taking the unsafe and claustrophobic ride through the dark and rocky underground tunnels.
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Post by LoveMusic on Jun 19, 2007 8:55:24 GMT
Just woke-up. I was Dec from Ant 'n' Dec's girlfriend. Very tame, very cute.
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Post by jetsetwilly on Jun 19, 2007 9:41:46 GMT
Last night I dreamt I was with Paris Hilton in some exotic European city. Matthew Perry walked past, and starting coming on to Paris, but she insisted on calling him Matt le Blanc, which he found charming, for some reason. She was then vacuous and unpleasant to him. It's nice to know that even in dreams some realities are indisputable.
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Post by Rad on Jul 3, 2007 0:26:01 GMT
I am always having LC kinda dreams-lately involving being part of the gang with The Doctor, Martha and Jack. except being a bit evil for some reason.
However.... Last night I had a genuine proper LC dream...
For some reason, I was in a pet shop where Paul's ducks, Dorothy and Rodriguez, and a very cute bunch of ducklings belonging to them lived. Then evil duck JeanPierre came in and Dorothy got scared and disappeared. He tormented Rodriguez for a couple of days, stealing his food (err, Ritz sandwiches) til Paul and I stalked out the duck aisle and chased him away. I chucked a crumb of Ritz cracker a few aisles away for him to shut him up.
After a bit, the store owner came up to me angrily and said the evil duck told him I'd been feeding him. I lied and said it was the duck that had been stealing Rodriguez' food and he'd chased Dorothy away so they couldn't be a lovely duck family anymore.
The pet shop owner hadn't realised the mummy duck had vamoosed, and he threatened that if she didn't come back, Rodriguez and all the little ducklings would be slung out.
Then I woke up. Happy dream endings are not my speciality.
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Post by Nurse Dunkley on Jul 3, 2007 0:29:11 GMT
Gah! Can you try and dream a sequal? I want to know if the poor things end up homeless.
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Post by [james] on Jul 3, 2007 0:31:19 GMT
My dreams lately tend to have rubbish celebrity bit-parts.
Saturday's one had me working as a gardener with Jake off Hollyoaks who watched as an old man touched me up on a bench. Sunday's one had me spooned by Kelly off King of Queens with Graham Norton hosting something in the corner before getting into an arguement with someone over my scarf and then writing an apology on a napkin for describing my friend as child-sized.
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