Dreams of gaming
Apr. 22nd, 2013 09:10 amRemember quite a lot of my dreams from this morning, mostly because Sora was demanding attention and kept climbing on me, so I kept staying at the outermost fringes of sleep instead of falling deep and coming back out. (Fun fact: you actually dream during almost every stage of sleep, not just REM, scientists are finding. Citation: a book I read a few months back which I am too lazy sleepy to be arsed to fire up the Kindle and get the name of.)
And I'm not cutting it, so you are forced to scroll past it if you don't care about other people's dreams! Hahahaha!
I'm not going to bother recounting most of it, as what I remember is really fragmented, but the bit that really stuck in my mind, possibly because I recounted it *in the dream* to someone else, was that as I was sitting down beside the side of a road in a store (hey, dream logic), a guy sits down next to me. He grabs the tag on the side of the hood of the grey hoodie I am wearing and says "Hey! Are you bood?" I say "huh?" He says, " bood! Is bood your gamertag?" I say no, I am Telophase. He insists that I am bood and that I should just admit it. Seeing that he wasn't going to leave this alone, I just lied and admitted I was bood. At this point, the dream went on elsewhere (involving coworkers and canoeing down flooded streets and such). I then recounted the bood part of the dream to someone else, as if it had happened. I also looked at the tag on my hoodie, and while it didn't say "bood," the font was such that you could read it as "bood."
I told this other person that the gamer asked my favorite games, and I said "I play a lot of CoD and WoW." He asked what I thought of Mass Effect 3, and I said that I didn't like it very much, that I thought the ending sucked, channeling Toby at this point, as I'd heard him rant enough about the ending that I could appropriate it for myself. He said that was odd, because he'd seen me (the gamertag 'bood') lots of times on ME3. I then borrowed from a friend of ours, Damon, who is not just a gamer but a GAMER and told the guy that when I said I gamed it was on a whole different scale than when he gamed (insinuating that his "played quite a lot" was my "play occasionally").
There seems to be a small theme of people not believing me when I tell them something: at a previous point in the dream, I met a father and his two young boys, and he was trying to remember the name of Darkwing Duck. Seeing me as someone who obviously knew something about cartoons, he kept describing Darkwing Duck to me, but wouldn't believe me when I told him it was Darkwing Duck. I eventually told him "Look, you are remembering one of three things: Darkwing Duck, his evil opposite Negaduck, or his secret identity Drake Mallard." And then the dream went elsewhere, something involving a backpack with my clothes and an external computer battery with a light on it.
I am amazed that Darkwing Duck apparently impacted my mid-20s enough that I can remember all that in the middle of a dream.
And I'm not cutting it, so you are forced to scroll past it if you don't care about other people's dreams! Hahahaha!
I'm not going to bother recounting most of it, as what I remember is really fragmented, but the bit that really stuck in my mind, possibly because I recounted it *in the dream* to someone else, was that as I was sitting down beside the side of a road in a store (hey, dream logic), a guy sits down next to me. He grabs the tag on the side of the hood of the grey hoodie I am wearing and says "Hey! Are you bood?" I say "huh?" He says, " bood! Is bood your gamertag?" I say no, I am Telophase. He insists that I am bood and that I should just admit it. Seeing that he wasn't going to leave this alone, I just lied and admitted I was bood. At this point, the dream went on elsewhere (involving coworkers and canoeing down flooded streets and such). I then recounted the bood part of the dream to someone else, as if it had happened. I also looked at the tag on my hoodie, and while it didn't say "bood," the font was such that you could read it as "bood."
I told this other person that the gamer asked my favorite games, and I said "I play a lot of CoD and WoW." He asked what I thought of Mass Effect 3, and I said that I didn't like it very much, that I thought the ending sucked, channeling Toby at this point, as I'd heard him rant enough about the ending that I could appropriate it for myself. He said that was odd, because he'd seen me (the gamertag 'bood') lots of times on ME3. I then borrowed from a friend of ours, Damon, who is not just a gamer but a GAMER and told the guy that when I said I gamed it was on a whole different scale than when he gamed (insinuating that his "played quite a lot" was my "play occasionally").
There seems to be a small theme of people not believing me when I tell them something: at a previous point in the dream, I met a father and his two young boys, and he was trying to remember the name of Darkwing Duck. Seeing me as someone who obviously knew something about cartoons, he kept describing Darkwing Duck to me, but wouldn't believe me when I told him it was Darkwing Duck. I eventually told him "Look, you are remembering one of three things: Darkwing Duck, his evil opposite Negaduck, or his secret identity Drake Mallard." And then the dream went elsewhere, something involving a backpack with my clothes and an external computer battery with a light on it.
I am amazed that Darkwing Duck apparently impacted my mid-20s enough that I can remember all that in the middle of a dream.