To sleep, perchance...TO DREAM???

Whoever gets the reference in this entry's title gets...I dunno, gets to make me laugh when I forget about this entry and go off to live my life and then get a message that someone has commented saying they know the reference, upon which I'll remember the reference and laugh, because that's exactly what will happen. And no, I'm not talking about plain old Hamlet here. That ain't funny.

I have been having vivid dreams lately. Last night, I dreamed that I heard the most wonderful song in the world. I wish I remember how it went...all I remember that it had a layered, beautiful melody, the kind of painfully beautiful melody that I love. Also, it turned out it was by Weezer. Random. But I think that part came from me listening to this song on a loop yesterday:



This song is a bit of a deviation from what I usually like, but I love the little wandering melody in there, during the ooohs...what is that, a vibraphone? I dunno. Anyway, but then in the SAME DREAM, I saw the most wonderful movie in the world. This time, it was more subjective to my own tastes--I thought it was my favorite movie ever. But from what I recall from this movie, it was really bizarre and disturbing. I have no idea why my dream self would have loved it so much. My only guess is this: the bizarreness of the movie was so similar to the bizarre nature of dreams, so it was like watching a movie set in my dream world. And I love my dream world, I love to dream.

It's strange to think about me dreaming that I'm watching a movie set in my dream world.

On a side note, that's why Spirited Away is my favorite movie--it feels like a dream I might have. I think that's the kind of creative spirit I like best. I should pursue that...somehow. Lucid dreaming is probably the best way I can think of starting.

Second side note: the projects "Lamb Chops host a foreign exchange student" and "Lamb Chops conga line" are complete. Pictures to come later, plus more Lamb Chop adventures.