Cows & Bodies & Porn

I had a couple of dreams last night, though I don't recall them in their entirety.

During the first, Wes and I were driving down the road talking about looking for Christmas lights. He was wanting me to go scouting for good ones, and I pointed out that I'd probably get lost (we were driving past neighborhoods we didn't know well. All of a sudden, we were walking down the country road instead of driving. Wes pointed out a steer on the other side of the road and I pointed out that there was a little calf coming up to us. I started petting the calf, and it lay down and rolled over onto its back just like a puppy would.

The second dream is even fuzzier, though it had a lot of bizarre imagery. This one was more like watching a movie than participating. I was driving through a strange town and saw a funeral procession. But it was strange because the procession was being led by people walking. Then I looked to one side of the road and there was a run-down black hearse there, but it was open. Lying on the ground were two bodies. They looked as if autopsies had already been performed (you could see the Y-incisions, unclosed) but there were birds and such crowding around the bodies. None of the townspeople seemed to find this at all unusual, and I started rolling up my windows and freaking out. Eventually the crowd thinned and I was able to drive away.

In the third dream, there was the movie factor again - but in this case, I was watching a movie. I don't remember much about it at all save that there was a scene with a little boy paddling across a massive river or lake in a rowboat with an older man who was trying to teach him to row properly. The boy kept talking about some legends he'd been reading about. Later on, I was looking through some other movies with Wes, and we found two porn movies starring Glenn Quinn (y'know, a "before they were famous" kind of thing that doesn't actually exist).

And that was my freaky night last night. Enjoy!