WTF brain?

Last night I had a very involved, detailed dream about being cast as the lead in the play Oliver! (you know, the orphan and the pick pockets?)

Now, aside from the fact that I am 42 year old curvy WOMAN (too old, too fat and too female for the role thanks), I also had not attended a single rehearsal, recieved a script or learned any of the songs. And yet, because this was a dream, it was opening night.

Oddly enough, I wasn't terrified, and didn't have stage fright, I was just feeling really badly that I was going to ruin the play for all of the people that had worked so hard on it.

I didn't even have a costume. I WAS WEARING A SKIRT! (which is better than naked ....)

I managed to fake my way through the opening song (which was "Have a cup, drink it up.) WTF?, but my 'dancing' was off, because I hadn't learned the moves.

I asked for a script in the intermission, but no one had one handy. They also didn't have a costume for me, and I was flummoxed as to why they never bothered to CALL ME TO COME AND REHEARSE. And why they went ahead without me anyway.


I've had odd stage dreams before, but usually with a band, and i just flubbed my way through the song, EXACTLY LIKE I HAVE MANY TIMES IN REAL LIFE.

And why? Why can't I just have great sex dreams or something?

Tell me about your stoopid dreams.