Posted in Current Events on 05/10/2008 02:16 pm by Ronnica
Y’all, I did it. I’m famous. Or as close as I’m going to get. Remember when I mentioned that I was interviewed by the Washington Post because of my dream about Barack Obama? Well, I made it in to the paper.
If you’d like to check out the article, you can find it here.
If you would like to read my account of the complete dream, check out my blog post here.
Thanks, Jacki, for letting me know it was published!
If you were mentioned in a random newspaper article, what would you like it to say about you?
Posted in The Life of the Historian on 02/20/2008 05:32 pm by Ronnica
I do funny things when I’m tired. I have crazy
dreams about being in terrorist attacks and stress about random nonsensical
details.
Though I don’t remember any of my dreams from last night, I did do some crazy things when I was “awake” (though that term hardly qualifies). I woke up at some point stuffed up, so I decided to turn on the humidifier I have next to my bed. Except I didn’t turn it on, I turned on my lamp which is also right by my bed (but has a completely different switch). I thought I was going to blind myself (since I never turn my light on after I’ve fallen asleep, this was quite the shock).
When my alarm went off at 6, I just rolled over without getting up to shut it off and attempted to go back to sleep before I realized what had woken me up. I wonder how long I would have been able to sleep with a blaring alarm clock (it’s very persistent and won’t give up)?
Are you tired today as well? What types of things do you find yourself doing when you aren’t fully awake?
Here’s to sweet dreams tonight for one and all!
Posted in Mixed Bag on 10/30/2007 08:11 am by Ronnica
My dreams are full of adventures, often of the illegal kind. I’m thinking that this is spurred by my preference for thief movies as well as my stuffy student lifestyle.
Last night’s dream involved my roommate, Dori, and I as thieves. We were breaking into a house in broad daylight to get $200 that we knew was there. I’m not sure what the significance of the $200 was, but in my dream we were morally justified in taking it. I also remember realizing that this wasn’t even a good take as I could have easily earned the money legally in a short time.
The thing is, we were horrible thieves. We didn’t use gloves, so I left a good set of fingerprints on the door handle. Since it was daylight, an acquaintance saw us. We walked all the way home, even though we had left our car at the house we robbed (Dori, that’s not the kind of walk I was talking about). When we got home, the lady who had saw us left us a message on our answering machine that just had a Whitney Houston song on it. We knew that we were caught.
Maybe I need more real adventure in my life, or at least need to pick up a good adventure book, who knows. Do you have any recurring themes in your dreams?
Posted in Mixed Bag on 04/05/2007 09:36 am by Ronnica
I can’t stop yawning today. I kept waking up early this morning before my alarm went off which I assumed was because I had finally caught up on sleep. Most likely it was the stomping of my upstairs neighbor or my vivid dreams. One was that I and another friend were trying to engage in a snowball fight without having any pelted back at us while on a ski trip. We had a special snowball maker that looked like a shoe horn and everything. I’m not really sure how that worked though. If I did, I should try to market it, but not in the mild North Carolina climate zone.
I started reading Pride and Prejudice for the fourth time. I can’t put it down! It’s a must read for anyone who is a woman or who likes to laugh at women. I can’t help but picture Jane Austen cracking herself up while writing it.
Tomorrow I’m going home, and I can’t wait. I am bummed that it will be cold there just like it will be cold here. It’s April!
Sorry for the ramblings…
Posted in Mixed Bag on 10/05/2006 08:44 am by Ronnica
Okay, so I’m not actually going to sit here and go on and on about some fun or “prophetic” dream I had, but I have been pondering something that I realized about dreams. In my dream last night I knew that it was October, that the 1st was on a Sunday, and that April and October were 6 months apart. But I also “knew” all sorts of other details that were not true. How do our minds do it? How does my brain take what is true, combine it with fanciful things, and come out with a dream?
