Monday or Tuesday, I had a dream where Adam Sandler made a cameo. We were coworkers at an instrument repair shop and he was working on a rosewood oboe bell - something about the tonehole for the low B was not right. Then, an intellectually-disabled (did you know that's the politically-correct term now? I didn't - I had to look it up. Good to keep up with the times, I guess...) tall guy who co-starred with him in a movie a few years back came in holding a basketball. He wanted Adam to play basketball with him and kept calling him Nick. Even in my dream I was confused. You see, I haven't watched many Adam Sandler movies and I don't remember him ever being called Nick. The last movie I saw him in was "The Wedding Singer" in 1998. I see from IMDb that he was in a movie called "Little Nicky" though, so I wonder if that is where that came from. Anyway - it was an unexpected cameo and not unpleasant.
The dream featuring Neil Patrick Harris is longer and more detailed (and therefore more convoluted). He first appeared in the dream picking up me and some 10-11 year-old boy (who was apparently a mutual friend of ours?) to go to a matinee, but we didn't like the movie, so he hired a taxi to go for a drive. There seemed to be no destination in mind - we just rode in the taxi. NPH was in the front seat and he kept smirking back at us when he talked to us. About this time, the boy disappeared, he had kind of been the one talking and once he left, the car was pretty quiet. Eventually, we arrived at a busy arcade-type place. I went in and NPH says he's going to leave because this has been boring. I grabbed his arm (he's in a suit, by the way - of course!) and tell him that I normally am not this boring and to please not leave. He says okay, but he needed to go somewhere and he'd be back. You know how dreams get really weird, well, things get even weirder from here. While he was gone, I was in some kind of line to get into someplace, but because I was waiting for him, I just let everyone go in front of me. There was a refrigerator there and I open the freezer door. In the freezer was a hot salmon steak (yeah, I know...) and I started eating it bit by bit. I knew that it was NPH's but at this point I kind of got the feeling he wasn't coming back, so I figured "hey, at least I'll get to eat this delicious salmon steak".
I ended up leaving the building and walking down the road to another building - except it wasn't a building - it was like a square made of bricks, but it was solid. There was a rickety wooden ladder leading to the roof. I felt like I know this building from other dreams. I started climbing the ladder and it was seriously scary. The wood felt like it was going to break under my hands and feet. I tried to grip and step in just the right places. Near the top of the ladder there was a sign that said to stay focused on climbing, otherwise "screaming falling death may occur". Not even kidding. In my head I remembered that every year so many kids die screaming falling deaths from climbing this ladder. I nearly let go of the ladder in fear.
Once I got to the top, I see there is a basketball and a tennis court. I wasn't interested in those, so I climbed through a door under my feet. Turns out there is a Dunkin' Donuts in one corner of the solid brick building. I climbed down into the store and I'm tired. I wanted coffee, but it was afternoon and I was worried I wouldn't be able to sleep that night. I got a decaf canned coffee (oh, Japan! I miss your canned coffee!) and a donut because you got a special deal when you did that. While browsing, I saw the boy who we went to the matinee with and he asked, "Where is Neil?". I tell him what happened and he said "You know he did this on purpose....So that you would stop bothering him." I was hurt and mad, but not surprised by it because I had suspected it all along. The boy left again and I went to pay for my items and lo-and-behold there is NPH as the cashier. I drop my items in shock and then we both start trying to punch the other person. He grabs his coat from behind the counter and tries to run away. I yell after him "You are the biggest coward I have ever met!". That stops him and he comes back with a reticent look on his face, as if I had found out his game and he felt like an a-hole. I pay for my items and leave as if none of it had affected me in the least.
So yeah. That was the dream with Neil Patrick Harris. I'm sad it wasn't sexy or at least nice. He's so cute and seemingly a good guy in real life.... I think my subconscious is still working out some stuff from my last crush(ing - ha!) experience this past spring. I think it is better to work it out that way rather than think about it during the day though, so...win??
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