I dreamt I was in a chariot race holding on to the rail behind charioteer Spartacus. I was looking back at my right leg which was severed but for one sinew keeping it waving in the wind. I was annoyed that it was slowing us down with its drag.
[I think it was Ben Hur, not Spartacus, who raced a chariot, both as played by Kirk Douglas. Regardless, in the dream, it was Kirk Douglas, as Spartacus, in a chariot.]
I dreamt that a cannoli was following me.
I dreamt that Swedish Fish were flying around my head.
I dreamt that I went outside to save my dog from a flood. I saw a rabbit drowning and I got him to follow me. Then I found my dog drowning and got him to follow behind the rabbit. Then I found a mountain lion under my car and I ran for the house with the dog and the rabbit following behind. We just made it into the house and shut ourselves in the bathroom. The lion followed and was left just outside the bathroom door. The rabbit and the dog, standing up on their hind legs, and I had a discussion about the lion, and we decided that he was the one that we knew was nice. We let him into the bathroom and all four of us, including the lion, continued to hide from him.
I dreamt that my daughter had to get lunch at school by playing Hollywood Squares. Every square had a boy from her grade in it and a whole pizza. If she won that square, she got the pizza.
I dreamt that a few friends and I were on a conveyor belt moving around and past all of the restaurant windows in Chinatown. Each restaurant had a panel of checkerboard-like windows in front with one kind of food pictured on each pane. I was demonstrating to the others how, as you travel by, to order food, you just use a mallet to break the windows of the things you want. One person asked me, “What do you do if you change your mind?”
I dreamt that I was wrestling out of the refrigerator a container of half n’ half the size of a trash barrel.