Hehuh! I gotta remember to write that one in my dream journal!

I had a strange enough dream last night that I figured it was worth recording before I forgot it. So here is the basic summary that I wrote down. It was even more strange because it was incredibly vivid and realistic, but the things that happened couldn’t possibly be real.

I was dreaming while in the dream. I dreamt that I was back in my old neighborhood and hanging out at Grandview (my old elementary school) with Matt Dell. Beth Tuck was there too, but she was inside the building on the second floor and talked to us through a large window (that doesn’t actually exist in that part of the building). She was hanging out with another girl that I don’t know, and they were doing some sort of work/job/task/duty, but taking a break to chat with us.

Suddenly, there is this giant moose that comes around the side of the building. It isn’t a real moose though. It looks very cartoonish in proportion; it has a gigantic head and huge droopy eyes. But we seem to believe it is a real moose, despite its strange appearance. It’s running around and doing strange things, but we mostly ignore it, and for some reason I realize that it is part of the dream. But I also believe that the dream is a shared dream with Beth, so I ask her if the moose is from her dreaming or from my dreaming. We don’t really know. The moose keeps running around and trying to open doors though.

I don’t remember what happens next for awhile, because it’s apparently just boring stuff that takes up time, but eventually we see the moose scooting its butt around on the ground like a dog trying to wipe crap off its ass. This goes on for a good 10 minutes or more and I think about how weird it is, so I get out my camera and start taking pictures. Matt decides that he wants to help the moose and tries to lead it around to the back of the school. Instead the moose ends up chasing us (primarily me, actually) around the parking lot for 15 minutes. Matt then opens the front door of the school and lets the moose into the gymnasium/cafeteria. So then it chases us around the cafeteria for a few minutes and then I manage to get out the door, leaving Matt and the moose inside. For the next five minutes or so, the moose stays inside and opens the door from time to time and sort of looks around.

Then, all of a sudden a couple of cops come out the doors with a big angry bald man in custody who looks kind of like a wrestler like Steve Austin or Goldberg. I ask for help with the moose and that it is dangerous and suspicious. They tell me that the guy is actually the moose and ask me to ID him. I get a good look and can somehow tell that he was in fact the moose (guy in a moose costume). Then they tell me that his name is Jamaican Weiner. **Note: For some reason, this was particularly important, because it somehow had a double meaning that translated to “you are makin’ weener”. I have no clue what in fact that really means, but it was both funny and meaningful in the dream.** He breaks free of custody while I am looking at him and I spray him in the eyes and blind him with a spray bottle of window cleaner that I have suddenly and inexplicably discovered in my hands. The cops grab him again and explain that he is a crazy escaped prisoner who is a former professional doorman, and he was apparently trying to stay at Grandview to open doors for people (while disguised as a moose).