I had a dream in which I drank glass after glass after glass of ice cold milk. For the record, it was probably because I was quite sick in the night, and had been feeling very thirsty. I think my body was trying to tell me something subconsciously...so I think I'll go get some milk. :-)

 
It seems that I toggle between extreme dry spells where I can't remember ANY dreams at all, or don't have any, to having SO many that I can't remember them all. The last few nights I know I've had tons but I lose them all when I wake up, often only remembering tiny pieces of each.

One dream last night had me at some kind of strange museum for old vending machines. As I walked around there were some displays of manequins laying down in tubs of change (quarters, nickels, etc..), and then some displays were old fridges for Coke and stuff. It was all very bizarre.

And in one other dream there were forest fires closing in on either side of my grandmother's house. I was very upset with the firefighters (who were battling the fire just outside her house) for not telling us that the fire was so close. LOL. Bastards!

Oh, and I also had a dream where I was running around a huge mansion playing a life-size game of Dungeons and Dragons. I suspect that would have something to do with having seen The Lord of the Rings Trilogy last week.

Anyway, I'm sorry things have been a little dry lately, perhaps you'd like to check out some other dreamers: Lithium Drunk, Dan, Tremonius, Insomniac Ramblings, Guairen, or Wild Silver.