A post on Lampwork etc. Forum prompted me to think about dreams. Last night I had a very vivid dream about being some kind of gangster guy. I had met up with my brother at his house to just hang out, but was ambushed in the garage by a rival gang. I went for a gun that was in the cabinet but it was shooting blanks. The rivals had gone through the house and emptied all the guns and filled them with blanks. The rival gangleader had a pneumatic gun which shot out upholstery tacks and he shot me in my face, eye and back. He wanted us not only to die, but to suffer.
I ran into the house and was breaking into a wall where I had secretly stashed a magazine for the guns my brother used(.40 Glock). I tested the bullets to make sure they were real and tried to text for help also(no coverage). The gangleader was banging on the door and I shot through it . There was a real life bang and I woke up and stayed in bed until about a half hour later when the neighbor's cat started crying.
But I guess that wasn't weird weird....I did have a dream once that I was a tabloid reporter who was investigating why Brad Pitt had so much interest in South America and the rainforests. I went on a long search and finally found his compound deep in the Amazon. He had discovered dinosaurs and had recruited scores of scientists to develop a telepathy device so he could communicate with them. His plan was to use them to take over the world. He discovered my investigation and gave chase riding on the back of a T-Rex. It was pretty surreal.
These vivid dreams usually happen when I eat something before going to bed. I find them curious!