Your morning dream

[Griff]

I was sitting in the parish hall at a masonite table, calmly quietly arranging my plate of food in a pleasing manner amid the clatter, hustle, and bustle of a church fund raising dinner. Clint Eastwood, old Clint not young Clint, approached me from across the table, "Do you know the way?" I reply, "I know my way." Clint is pleased with this answer and we go back and forth for a few minutes. He then asks, "Have you read Nietche and _____?" I reply that I have no interest in philosophers. Clint gets visibly upset and stalks away. My zen state collapses and desperate for his approval, we switch roles, I approach him as he sits eating an arranged but unappetizing monochrome plate of hotdogs and sauerkraut. I try to gain him back but dig a deeper and deeper hole for myself.

Then the phone rings waking me up very early this morning, a Saturday. Its my Dad, he is trying to call the tire shop about the tractor tires we're having foamed, but they are not answering the phone. I calmly tell him that it is Saturday and they are not open yet. Thanks Clint.

[pensive pam]

Originally Posted by Griff

I was sitting in the parish hall at a masonite table, calmly quietly arranging my plate of food in a pleasing manner amid the clatter, hustle, and bustle of a church fund raising dinner. Clint Eastwood, old Clint not young Clint, approached me from across the table, "Do you know the way?" I reply, "I know my way." Clint is pleased with this answer and we go back and forth for a few minutes. He then asks, "Have you read Nietche and _____?" I reply that I have no interest in philosophers. Clint gets visibly upset and stalks away. My zen state collapses and desperate for his approval, we switch roles, I approach him as he sits eating an arranged but unappetizing monochrome plate of hotdogs and sauerkraut. I try to gain him back but dig a deeper and deeper hole for myself.

Then the phone rings waking me up very early this morning, a Saturday. Its my Dad, he is trying to call the tire shop about the tractor tires we're having foamed, but they are not answering the phone. I calmly tell him that it is Saturday and they are not open yet. Thanks Clint.

I am not sure what to make of this. Personally, I only clicked on it because I thought it said 'Glatt', not 'Griff.' I like Glatt as he is an all around nice guy... but I am here now, so I will comment...

I think you may benefit from some type of therapy. I know all about these things. It you approach it with an open mind, you will be fine with time and some medications. Since Clint Eastwood is almost dead; I think this dream symbolizes you realizing your own fate...of dieing someday. I hope this is not a joke...Pam.

[Griff]

Actually, I feel like I'm close enough to "fine." Thanks for the reply though, what specifically is nuthouse worthy?

[Trilby]

Griff - I'm a little jealous.

The dreams I have that feature movie stars are few and far between. I usually have these horrid dreams of thinly veiled anxiety or frustration. Like not being able to dial a phone number despite numerous attempts or running as fast as I can and getting nowhere.

[Griff]

I very rarely remember a dream. Now that you mention it, I don't recall ever having a movie star in one before. He must have some symbolic potency I haven't worked out yet. Something to do with Gran Torino and my USMC Dad.

[Gravdigr]

Originally Posted by Brianna

The dreams I have that feature movie stars are few and far between.

Originally Posted by Griff

...I don't recall ever having a movie star in one before. He must have some symbolic potency I haven't worked out yet.

I might have mentioned this before...

For years, decades really, I have had the recurring dream of being in a fist fight with Lee Marvin. Sometimes he's Tully Crow from "The Comancheros", sometimes he's Liberty Valance from "The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance". More often he's just plain old Lee Marvin, from the sixties, like in the pic below. Sometimes it starts with guns, but always, always there's physical confrontation involved.

I would pay any amount of money to understand this.



I tried keeping a dream diary by the bed. If I can find it I'll share a couple with ya. There's some duesies in there. None featuring Mr. Marvin, though.

[pensive pam]

Originally Posted by Gravdigr

I might have mentioned this before...

For years, decades really, I have had the recurring dream of being in a fist fight with Lee Marvin. Sometimes he's Tully Crow from "The Comancheros", sometimes he's Liberty Valance from "The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance". More often he's just plain old Lee Marvin, from the sixties, like in the pic below. Sometimes it starts with guns, but always, always there's physical confrontation involved.

I would pay any amount of money to understand this.

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I tried keeping a dream diary by the bed. If I can find it I'll share a couple with ya. There's some duesies in there. None featuring Mr. Marvin, though.

You are not fighting with another man. You are clearly fighting the 'man' inside you; the gay man who wants to escape and be himself. This is an internal struggle; yet you subconsciously dream about another man...unable to come to terms that you are fighting yourself...and your homosexuality...

This is very true,
Pam.

[wolf]

Originally Posted by pensive pam

You are not fighting with another man. You are clearly fighting the 'man' inside you; the gay man who wants to escape and be himself. This is an internal struggle; yet you subconsciously dream about another man...unable to come to terms that you are fighting yourself...and your homosexuality...

This is very true,
Pam.

Your inner-therapist is doing it wrong.

[jimhelm]

Originally Posted by Gravdigr

There's some duesies in there.

Now, I'm not grammar naziing you here, digr, but how did you come up with that spelling of doozy? wait. dewzie. uhm... nevermind.

[Gravdigr]

Hah!! Duesie, don't that come from Duesenberg? Yeah, it looks strange as hell, don't it?


ETA: I had no clue as to how to spell it, so I asked Zippy.

[HungLikeJesus]

By "old Clint," do you mean Clint from the old days, when he was young?

[Griff]

Sorry, mature Clint.

[Gravdigr]

Originally Posted by HungLikeJesus

By "old Clint," do you mean Clint from the old days, when he was young?

Originally Posted by Griff

...Clint Eastwood, old Clint not young Clint...

[Sundae]

I remember my morning dreams nearly every day.
I shall torment you with them.

Not this morning though, obviously.
Woke up to hear the neighbours in, giving condolences for Grandad.

[Sundae]

Do you mean the Queen of Duisburg?