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May 23rd, 2006


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01:12 am - Sometimes a potato is just a potato.
Last night I dreamed that I was grocery shopping.

These everyday-life dreams are not uncommon for me, so it really freaked me out when the guy in front of me in the express lane decided that I had looked at him the wrong way, and that he needed to kill me.

He wasn't counting on my reflexes so I got away from him quickly, but he came after me and I ducked behind the floral arrangements. The guy (referred to hereafter as The Guy) ran past. I found myself face to face with inle_the_rabbit who was trying to get a signal on his cell phone. He explained that he was standing amidst the flowers because he had a new type of phone which receives a signal boost from dying organic material. Yes folks, this is what I dream about.

The Guy came back the moment we stepped out, so we had to run away again (or rather, I had to run and Craig humored me). We spent a couple of minutes moving from aisle to aisle before we realized that The Guy's objective actual objective was murder. We could hear him stomping around the store yelling things like "When I catch you, you little bastard..." and "Come out and show yourself! I'm gonna kill ya!" and "Fee, fie, foe, fum, something something rhymes with 'fum.'"

The Guy was rampaging through the store, and everybody was frightened of him (they didn't know he was only interested in killing me). The police showed up, but were unable to stop The Guy, so an armed escort led Craig and me out of the building. While we were on the way out, phil_bond came in to buy cigarettes, but I didn't have time to ask whether he'd taken up smoking or whether he was doing a favor for some eleven-year-old.

Craig and I were driven to a warehouse, where we had to sit in folding chairs while a police sergeant explained to us series of diagrams detailing just how I would obtain my groceries. It was a pretty complicated plan, but then, The Guy was a pretty scary guy.

Anyway, my alarm woke me up before the explanation was finished, and I was in the shower before I stopped think about whether or not The Guy would still be there next time I went to the store.

This dream interpretation site tells me that the grocery store represents my need to fill an emotional void, that The Guy represents rage I'm repressing, Craig represents aspects of my personality that I've been ignoring, his phone is telepathic communication I'm receiving from an outside source, and that the police represent my uneasiness with my own reckless behavior.

It also tells me that potatoes represent laziness and stupidity, so there's no way I'm believing it. No, sir.
Current Mood: indifferentindifferent
Current Music: SPP -- Creep

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From:evil_jim
Date:May 23rd, 2006 06:44 am (UTC)
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It could also be that I am remotely manipulating your dreams by playing the new Call of Cthulhu game for the PC. After all, I did spend some time in the First National Grocery store in Innsmouth last nite.
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From:sacredspud
Date:May 25th, 2006 02:30 pm (UTC)
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Remember the comedian Yakov Smirnoff? Not many people know this, but his original routine was heavily inspired by the works of HPL:
At the First National Grocery store in Innsmouth, the fish sticks eat you.
Yeah, I got nothin'.
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From:spidermoon77
Date:May 23rd, 2006 01:54 pm (UTC)

Ju know....

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I re-read the post 3 times looking for reference to the potato in your dream before realizing it was randomly thrown in at the end... That will learn me not to catch up on blogs in the morning!
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From:seanorange
Date:May 23rd, 2006 04:38 pm (UTC)
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Interestingly, Dreemmoods.com mirrors the main page of Dreammoods.com, and little else.

Unless I missed something.

~Sean
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From:r3507
Date:May 23rd, 2006 05:47 pm (UTC)
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"the grocery store represents my need to fill an emotional void"

Call it the "Long Dark Safeway of the Soul." That's gotta be the lamest dream interpretation metaphor I've ever heard. So...your rage is ambushing you while you're walking through your need to fill an emotional void?

And, building on your title, sometimes an angry man who inexplicably wants to kill you is just an angry man who inexplicably wants to kill you.
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From:seanorange
Date:May 23rd, 2006 06:09 pm (UTC)
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"So...your rage is ambushing you while you're walking through your need to fill an emotional void?"

That's not too bad of a reading. In fact, I'm pretty sure that happens to me all the time.

~Sean
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From:sacredspud
Date:May 23rd, 2006 06:29 pm (UTC)
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Interestingly, I just this afternoon realized who The Guy was: he's a US Cellular sales rep pointed out my funny shirt when I walked past him in the mall.

While I was Christmas shopping in 2002.

I don't know, either.
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From:r3507
Date:May 23rd, 2006 06:45 pm (UTC)
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Okay, then sometimes a cell phone salesman who inexplicably wants to kill you is just a cell phone salesman who inexplicably wants to kill you.

And, man that guy must have made one heck of an impression on you that you can recall him three and a half years later. Are you sure he didn't threaten to kill you at the time?
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From:sacredspud
Date:May 23rd, 2006 06:59 pm (UTC)
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And, man that guy must have made one heck of an impression on you that you can recall him three and a half years later.

That's the punchline: It was a completely unremarkable encounter, but I remember exactly what he yelled as I walked past: "'Ride the pig!' Invader Zim! That's awesome!" I didn't react and he didn't try to sell me anything. I found him annoying, but I was also sick with some sort of influenza so I was finding everybody annoying. I don't even remember what I bought, let alone which mall it was, but I remember The Guy.
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From:r3507
Date:May 23rd, 2006 07:12 pm (UTC)
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Yeah, strangers getting obscure references can often stick with you. I wonder if that Bristol employee whose "little wooden boy" doll I recognized still remembers me...
From:inle_the_rabbit
Date:May 23rd, 2006 11:16 pm (UTC)
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I totally want that cell phone.
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From:sacredspud
Date:May 25th, 2006 02:27 pm (UTC)
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Well, um, save your money?
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From:theenigma42
Date:May 25th, 2006 05:29 pm (UTC)
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I was just thinking how that encounter with Craig totally sounded plausible. So, Craig, you should have that cell phone.
-KEiTH
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From:sacredspud
Date:May 25th, 2006 05:36 pm (UTC)
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Oh, by the way Keith, I didn't make it but this is for you:
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From:crabmoon
Date:May 24th, 2006 07:46 pm (UTC)
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I wish my dreams were like that, I hardley ever dream about the supermarket. Side note, this is like the 4th dream I've heard of about fighting or being fought in a market setting. The two must go together, right?
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From:sacredspud
Date:May 25th, 2006 02:26 pm (UTC)
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You know, I've always hated grocery shopping. Maybe it's my subconscious mind trying to keep me from getting my ass kicked.
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From:r3507
Date:May 25th, 2006 09:35 pm (UTC)
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Damn straight. Westside Woodman's ain't big enough for the two of us.
Sometimes a potato is just a potato. - Garmonbozia for the soul.

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