What was your last dream about?

I either owned or was in charge of a store/warehouse with all sorts of stuff that I planned on selling on Ebay. I had a crew of a dozen to maybe 2 dozen people going through the items inventorying or sorting or whatever. Apparently the "store" was just beginning. There were no in store customers and maybe only one order had been made. In a large room with a table or two I made some kind of speech standing on one of the tables. I forget what I said but I think part of it was giving them my planes for whatever the enterprise was. I then went to "close" the "store" and all the doors I had to lock were glass doors with metal frames like doors on diners and some fancy office buildings in large cities. IN dream like fashion some of the doors and locks gave me weird problems and some of them were at strange angles that doors do not normally have. I think there may have been a door or two that I missed or intentionally left "unlocked".

I dreamt that I was screaming at a bunch of stupid people for stupid peopling.

I had just gotten home from walmart after picking up my roommate's curbside pick up order.
When I get home, she asked me why the bags are a different color, as if I actually work for the store.

I just lost it and snapped at her for being stupid. I was screaming and throwing a temper tantrum.

Something about conjoined twins switching identities.

First part or first separate dream I was driving I think with some friends I don't recall if they were in my car with me or they were in separate cars. There was something about a parking lot or maybe my destination coming up on my right. The road had a wide divider separating the two directions and the two lanes for my direction then had a small curb separation. I got in the left lane to make a left turn but in dream like fashion my turn was super wide way way too wide to make at the speed I was going. I say dream like because in many driving dreams when I attempt to make a turn it is way way too wide and too fast and I end up missing the turn completely and the car is still attempting to turn. This happened at the next turn I attmepted and after that I think I was finally able to turn.

Next part of next separate dream. I was with my group of friends I hung out with from roughly the mid 1980s to late 1990s. We were going to the childhood home of my buddy TJ. The building in the dream was not a real past home that TJ had lived in real life, but he had in tthe dreamworld. The house or apartment was appaerently named after the street it was on and the front door had a sign or plack with the name on it. It was either "Victory", or "Liberty" maybe even "Justice" but I think it was "Victory". TJ still had keys to the building which was now some kind of restaurant. The inside was much larger than what the outside looked like. The floors were wooden with a nice brown stain and varnish. Most of the tables were long tables with chairs there were some smaller tables here and there, and a very long bar, that didn't have anything on it at the time. TJ was not happy with the new look and feel of the place. I was sitting at a table with him and we had some kind of drinks in tumbler glasses I think they were orange juices but without the citric acid. When you finshed one a waiter had a refill ready. We each had two full glasses at all times it seemed. There was some guy who was some kind of fatherlike figure or uncle that seemed to have organized our "event" at this restaurant ex-home. He looked a bit like the actor James Cromwell. At one time in the dream TJ was standing by a book shelf/mantle and "Uncle 'James' " said TJ diddn't like it. There were other areas of the building I explored and had memories of what they looked like when it was a home not a resturant. There was a bedroom and den rooms where he had hung out litening to music back in the day which were now dining rooms. There was a stairway that went to the basement floor whree now there were kitchens and living areas for the Asian cooking staff. I heard people talking in some Asian language but didn't explore any further. I went to where the bathroom(s) were and there was a line for both. I went to do something else. There was one scene where I was passing by TJ as he was eating a plate of something green but as I was passing by the wall he was sitting next to started blocking my view of him and he pulled the plate closer to him. I passed on by to somewhere else. That is all I recall, I am not sure of the exact order of things they were somewhat in the order I mention them in, except the bathroom line might have happened after passing by TJ eating.

I had a dream I was living in a low income apartment complex that had a shared kitchen and bathroom, Like a college dorm because it actually originally was a college dorm.

One of my room-mates was handicapped and had a service dog. Only this dog was possessed and spoke English and was trying to eat us humans

It was morning and I was getting dressed and ready for some sort of event. There were several people that had showed up a my "apartment" which in the dream was also part separate house. A light over the entrance stairway was out and I looked for the breaker box. I couldn't rmemeber if it was in "the basement" (what?) or in the kitchen. I remembered (in dreamworld) that at my childhood home it had been in the kitchen (in real life the breaker box in the family home was in the basement) so it would be in the basement. But I never got around to getting to the breaker box. I often have dreams where lights in some rooms are not functioning and for some reason in the dream they have always never functioned. I'm not sure of the exact order of things at one point I was drinking from a bottle of juice from the fridge and thought I probably shouldn't since there are people around but I did anyway. As I was getting dressed I was wearing a standard t-shirt, socks and either pajama bottoms or sweat pants, there was a pile of Converse Hi-Top Chuck Taylors that were white, each pair a different shade and condition plus a single all black pair. 5 or 6 pairs in all mostly white but just that 1 black pair. I picked up a grayish white shoe and one of the black ones. Then I started finding different pairs of shoes of different styles and sizes, even tiny doll shoes. As I came across some of them I thought "I cuold put this up on Ebay". Meanwhile in a pile of other things someone was holding up a couple of boxes and got everyones attention for them. They were some kind of Nerf blaster bun sets, the real thing not some knock off that the person was talking about that they had had for their class. That is all I recall.

There was a mandatory marijuana test at work. It was my real world job, but in the dream my company had been absorbed by a much larger one, and we were located in a factory. The test had not been announced. Suddenly we were just told to drop everything and form lines to be tested. The lines were huge. I was not concerned because I knew I hadn’t smoked any marijuana, but I was annoyed at the long lines, and the time I was wasting.

Only part I clearly remember is I was in what may have been a cafeteria, fast food restaurant or some lounge that was acting as a theater or stage and a group of people were a cast that were taking curtain call bows. After the first four performers actors who had a larger role in the performance were physically larger like some kind of forced perspective was being used. Then the director was huge along with an even larger producer and writer.

Like so often I had a movie-related dream.

It revolved around Brian De Palma who was put in charge of overseeing the construction of a new airport, located somewhere in California, that would've been named after Alfred Hitchcock (who else?).

De Palma came under a lot of fire with people accusing him of his films being far inferior to Hitchcock's, suggesting that therefore he was unworthy of building an airport in honor of his hero. Weirdly in my dream he had made a remake of The Birds featuring some highly regarded European arthouse actors and there was a newspaper review claiming that while this version of The Birds had a better cast than the original, it was otherwise a travesty.

But despite these troubles the project was allowed to go forward and I was among the people invited to inspect the building site which was in the midst of the desert. We were told that Mr. De Palma would soon arrive to show us around, but that's the last I can remember before I woke up.