I’ve never had dreams about Los Angeles since moving here, but I had my first one this morning. A way to make ends meet down here is to work the grind of audience casting. My friend, Kevin, does this and he’s taught me a lot about it (considering I used to go to audience gigs inadvertently for free).
So it’s no surprise that my first dream of Los Angeles was in this setting. I was a member of a four-person pub trivia team for a televised game show. Here, we all answered a series of questions on a sheet of paper, and then we’d hand in our answers to a host very similar to Alex Trebek.
I haven’t been dreaming like I used to in quite a while. I think I’m getting too much sleep. Yes, that sounds backwards but hear me out.
When I used to enjoy more of the day, you know when I worked earlier and exerted myself more physically, when I fell asleep, I hit hard. Continue reading
In this installment of Dream Digitizer, while asleep on the couch in a t-shirt and shorts in a cold ass apartment, I get involved in drug trafficking and end up as a producer for a late show that has yet to happen. Did I predict the future? Continue reading
In this installment of Dream Digitizer, I get caught up in an epic battle between heroes, villains, and video game characters. Then it gets weird after the jump. Continue reading
In this installment of Dream Digitizer I am John Wilkes Booth in the process of negotiating my contract to kill Abraham Lincoln and more after the jump. Continue reading
In this installment of Dream Digitizer, I try to make sense of my love of superheroes, the overall Marvel Cinematic Universe, and how it went awry for this dream.
This dream occurred the night before I went to the Little Dragon concert (more on that later), but it includes Anna Kendrick, Amiibo, and the end of the world.