Bruno meets Dominic and I meet them all

Bruno Mars and his band

Dominic Lucero in Stand by Me

Where do I even begin on this dream?

I'm not exactly sure where it started. The first thing I remember is being in either a house or a business of some kind. The front looked like a store and the back looked like a house. So many a small store with living quarters upstairs or at the back?

I was with a group of people that turned out to be Bruno Mars' band members. This wasn't clear until I heard someone at the front door and went to check. It was Eric, Bruno's brother and drummer, and his little boy. It was absolutely them and directly from pictures and video I've seen of both of them. They entered the building and I said, "Is this Liam?"  Eric smiled proudly and coaxed his little boy to say hello. Liam had no trouble greeting me and I may have talked to him for a minute. You know, typical things you ask a little kid like, "How old are you..." etc. Such a sweet and adorable little kid. When he left, I turned to one of the band guys who was still in the room and said, "Such a cute kid."

I ended up retiring to my quarters and it is obvious to me at this point that I'm touring with the band. In whatever capacity, I was hired on for some reason. Not once in the dream was I working, but I knew I was a member of the crew.

At this point, I run into Dominic who is also touring, but a member of the band...somehow. I think my Bruno and Michael Jackson references got mixed up. Somehow this all made sense which it often does in dreams.

I guess I was brand new to the band and had not quite been given my own quarters yet. The living quarters appeared to be quite tight and small. I spent some time in what appeared to be Dominic's room where I guess I thought I'd be sharing with him. We talked for a bit and I was enjoying his company. Then he left and I figured out that he had given up his room for me. He was now bunking with another member of the band.

I creep out of my room which was the last room at the right end of the hall. Dominic had taken another room which was next door, but kitty-corner to the room I was staying in. So if I was close enough to the doorway of my room, I could hear them talking.

I have no idea what they were talking about, but Dominic and his new roommate were chatting. I became intensely interested in what they were saying, so I stood outside the door ease-dropping.  Apparently his roommate could see me and told me it was okay if I came in. I was embarrassed to be caught, but I did enter.

Immediately Dominic and I pick up our conversation. One of the weirdest parts of this dream? Dominic was a teenager and in high school. I was the same age as him. In reality, we were a decade apart in age. But in the dream we were the same age or only a couple of years difference. We started talking about school and found we had so much in common.

He and his roommate shared a bunk bed and he had the top bunk. I stood there as he sat up in bed and chatted. Of course, we were completely ignoring his roommate by this time.

I don't know where it ended, but that's the last thing I remember.

Okay, so what I find strangest about this dream is that I have seen only one photo of Dominic as a teenager. And he didn't necessarily look like that in this dream. I read something once about dreams and the people in our dreams are from people we've seen. So, could it be that my subconscious melded various images of him together to create teenage Dominic?

I find the Bruno connection less odd as I just watched him perform last night. The randomness of it all is odd. Why did I dream about Liam? Why Eric? And why only Bruno's band members. I think Bruno made an appearance somewhere, but that part isn't as clear as the rest.

Dang nap dreams.

The One Where Bruno Kissed Me

Bruno Mars and Guitar

I need to get this down before I forget it!

Monday night (7/22/13) a friend and I went to see Bruno Mars live in concert. Last night I had a dream about him.

It started out where I was in either a class or a tour. Suddenly Bruno showed up to join the whatever-it-was. I want to say it was a tour because we were moving around a lot, but it might have been a class like dance or something because there was a lot of stationary movement.

Well, whatever it was, I kept my eyes glued to Bruno the whole time. At one point, he bent over (again, possibly dance or exercise) and I didn't waste time checking him out. Then when I was staring, I was quick to look away. I knew I'd be mortified if he caught me staring at him and more specifically his ass.

After the tour or class, everyone parted ways. Suddenly I was watching him walk across a large expanse of lawn where there were a lot of trees. There was a road where cars were parked beyond and that was the direction he was heading. I was running after him and caught up to him. I didn't have much time, but told him I was a huge fan and that I had loved his concert. I shook his hand and he thanked me for the kind words. We parted ways.

The dream morphed into me being at a dinner party with the friend I went to the concert with and a bunch of her friends (none of which I recognized in the dream). We were all just sitting around chatting. Then Bruno joined us. I was dumbfounded. Somehow he was connected through one of the people at the party.

He was very respectful, quiet and unassuming. He let everyone talk and tell stories. Again, I was glued to him. I completely ignored what was going on around me and watched everything he did from the way he sat to his reactions to what people were saying.

My friend began telling a story about her grandson. In the dream she had bought him this rather cheap hat, but he had loved it. She said he thought he was really hot stuff and it had become is favorite hat. I looked over at Bruno as she was telling the story and he had a huge smile on his face. I had seen a video where he explained his love of hats being because he cut his hair and he missed the extra hair he once had and started wearing and collecting hats.

When people got up to mingle a little, I got up and went over to him and properly introduced myself. I told him how much I loved his music and the concert we had just been to. I gave a little more detail about how much I had enjoyed it.

He apparently was so taken with whatever I had said that he thanked me, gave me a hug and kissed my cheek.

The dream skipped forward to afterward. Something was wrong with my phone as I was trying to text a work friend about how Bruno had kissed me.

Finally I got it to work and I texted: Bruno kissed me!
She responded back: How did that happen?!

It skipped forward to me retelling the story and I explained that Bruno had kissed me on my left cheek. People joked that I would never wash that cheek.

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The background to this...

I had been thinking about Bruno and listening to his music non stop since the concert.
If we had been on a tour, I had been talking to my friend on the ride to the concert about the Winchester Mystery House Tour I had just been on.
The hat story...my friend was considering getting her grandson a hat at an outlet mall we went to. We both really wanted to see him wearing this hat. And then seeing the interview where Bruno talked about his hat collection.
Lastly, the kiss. I was remembering when I got to meet Blake Lewis a few years back. I have a picture of him fake kissing me on my left cheek. I was thinking about that picture a couple of days ago.

Whatever it was, I had a dream where Bruno Mars kissed me!

I can't believe Bella snubbed me!

Last night has to have been the weirdest night for me as far as dreams go.

One dream was about some sort of Twilight event. I was with a group of people who were all going to interview and meet the cast of Twilight. I was on the panel, but there was only one person who was doing the talking. I felt really out of place. I questioned why I was even there. The leader wrote down the questions and points to hit while the rest of us just sat there. Most of it I didn't pay attention to. Then the leader passed out $20 bills to all of us. I wasn't sure why we were being given this money. I thought we had to give it to the cast for their time, but then I thought we were getting paid. The next thing was that I knew I wanted to say hi to Kristen Stewart who played Bella. She was in the movie version of the book Speak and I just loved it. Both movie and book. So I readied myself and stood in line to speak to her. She almost passed right by me without a second glance. I stuck my hand out and she shook it, but didn't look at me. As she was running off, I said, "Loved you in Speak." She stopped and said, "What?" I repeated what I'd said. She just nodded her head and left.

I just stood there thinking how bizarre that was. I said to someone, "That was the worst possible fan encounter." I then started listing all the better experiences I'd had. I listed meeting Chris Isaak as the top. "Chris Isaak concert...way, WAY better!"

Then it morphed into another dream as I was thinking of all the fan encounters I'd had. I claimed I'd met a couple of the actors from MASH. Not true, but suddenly there was the encounter. I ran into either Mike Ferrall or Wayne Rogers at our local hospital. Not sure which now. And he (whoever it was) was so nice and sweet. I asked for a picture and he was very accommodating. I then said how we should get Harry Morgan to join us. I added that he was working there at the hospital and he said, "Well, let's go get him!" We found him and they posed for a picture with me.

And for another wacked out dream...I was at work helping my boss sort out recyclable cans. In Oregon we have a can deposit and we were sorting out the cans that could be taken back to the grocery store for cash and which ones couldn't. We also have a Pepsi machine at our work and all the brands we have in the machine the pepsi guy will take back and give us a refund on our purchases through them. So we were sorting out the cans that go in the big Pepsi bin, the ones that we could take back and the ones that just get regular recycled.

You'd think I did some wild and crazy stuff before bed. I watched some Jon & Kate, read a book and tried to write more of my novel. Oh, and saw Wall-e.

Wal-Mart with a side of Michael Johns

I had three fairly vivid dreams last night. And strange ones.

The first one wasn't so vivid. Just strange. It started out that I was playing some video game. One of those "reality games" where you manage a supermarket. I had to check people through the check out line, put their groceries in a cart, help them out of the store, bring the cart back and then clean the cart for the next person. Suddenly, I was really working in a store. I believe it was Wal-Mart, but not sure. And it seems I was more than just a floor associate. My manager pulled me aside on my first day and gave me my tasks. The only thing I remember is she said there was no one working one department (I think it was Men's wear) and she told me to push all the carts for that department (go backs and returns) off into the pet department. She gave me a few more things and that was it.

Then after I woke up and was finally able to go back to sleep, I dreamed about Michael Johns again. This time I was actually AT a concert. Except this was a special concert or show. Not one where they all performed, but attended with everyone else. I was sitting in one section where I could sort of see off stage and I could see Michael. The person I was with (no idea who it was) told me Michael was forced to go to this show. "He was bribed," I was told. I looked over at him and he looked so pained like it was torturous for him to be there. Plus, he looked different. He had longer hair. Just slightly shaggy looking. He still looked handsome!

So then the contestants started walking on stage when prompted. The first was a girl I didn't quite recognize. I thought it might be Jennifer Hudson, but I don't think it was. I shook her hand (I was right next to the walkway, so all I had to do was stand and hold out my hand for her to shake) and she was visibly shaking. I congratulated her and she said, "I haven't done anything yet."

After that, Michael came to sit in the back of the audience. This was in my section. It was about 4 rows behind me and a couple of girls behind me started acting all "fanish" whispering and such. Someone next to them told them to not bother him and to not stare. They did which I believe the same person got them to stop. I watched him too, but not trying to be obvious.

Then he was called on stage and he got up and headed down to the stage. This time I wasn't near the stage like before but a few rows back. Now we were sitting in bleachers instead of theater seats. When he passed, he was really nice and shook hands with people. Me and the girl sitting next to me held out our hands and he leaned in to reach us. The person I was with was trying to hold me back a little by holding my arm, but this way I couldn't reach him. I shook them off and leaned in where Michael took my hand. You'd think I'd just won the lottery!

That's about all I remember of that dream, but I did remember the best parts!

Then early this morning right before I woke up, I had another jury duty dream. I was at work all set to have a Friday off. Then I was called to go in for jury duty. I had to go in halfway through Thursday and I knew I'd miss my day off. So I go down there and go through the whole first day back. It looked like there were fewer people than there should have been.

And then when the day was over, I wasn't sure it had actually happened. I questioned whether I should call into the call-in number and make sure I should be there and what time I needed to go. I then woke up.

In reality, I do believe the grand jury only meets on Wednesday and Thursday, so I wouldn't have had to give up my Friday off. Only rarely does it meet for a third day. But, I would probably not have taken that day off if I had had to deal with Jury Duty too. I'd have to do my make up work on that Friday.

Needless to say, Jury Duty still worries me.

He Sings & Moves Furniture!

Last night I had a dream that was so vivid, I was sure it was real. Until I woke up and wanted to cry.

So the dream started out with me at work. I don't remember the very beginning. What I do remember is suddenly walking down the hallway to the front of the building where my desk is. As soon as I got into the lobby, one of my co-workers was standing by the front windows. And I shocked to see who was outside. Michael Johns! He was just standing outside looking in through the windows. As soon as I saw him, I went like psycho! LOL I screamed and jumped around. He was playing the whole thing up acting silly along with me.

Then I guess I went back to work or something. But the funny thing was it seemed to be dark out. And I think the office was closed. As I went back to whatever I was doing, I started to think that little episode hadn't actually happened. That maybe I was dreaming (within a dream) or that I'd imagined it. I didn't know.

I then walked back into the office to where some of my c0-workers were. They were moving furniture in one of our meeting rooms. As I entered the room, I saw them moving chairs around and there was Michael helping! I was overwhelmed with happiness knowing he was actually there. I hadn't imagined it.

Then it flipped or something to back in the lobby. He was standing by my desk and I encountered him for the first time. This part was kind of creepy for me. I approached him and placed both of my hands on his face. Kind of like I couldn't believe he was there unless I touched him. So here I am with my hands on his face - he then places both of his hands over mine and smiles. Like it didn't bother him at all. Like women did this all the time. LOL Who knows? Maybe they do.

So then we got to chatting. I told him how much I had wanted to go to his show. The one in Portland, but I hadn't been able to. He seemed to understand and sympathize. I think he said he was sorry or something.

Apparently, the response from the concerts was so great that they added more shows to the tour. One of the shows being nearby which was why he was in Oregon. He asked if I was going to the show that was coming up. I told him I couldn't get tickets. He then said, "Really? Maybe I can do something about that." So, he got me tickets and backstage passes to the show!

So then we talked more. And it sort of trailed off. Can't remember much more. But it did seem the concert was in Portland, but later he referred to Washington. Then it seemed I got to go to the after party.

But it was so cool and I was really bummed when I woke up :( But it seemed so real. It was even his voice.

I'm not sure why I dreamed this considering I haven't seen Michael or heard about him in a while. Except on my LJ friends list. But the ticket thing happened I believe because other fans were being blessed by David Cook's kindness of getting them tickets and backstage passes. That must have stuck in my mind.