Dream On

A word of warning to you all. Eating chocolate before bed can lead to really strange dreams.

What does it mean if you dream of being barricaded in your home by a man sealing your door with masking tape?

That was a rhetorical question. Dreams don't mean anything. They're just insane, plotless movies created by your brain as a means of making sense of the day's activities.

No doubt someone out there will interpret my nocturnal encounter with the masking tape man as some Freudian theory explaining that I didn't have a great relationship with the man in the local hardware store.

Or that I actually want to be shut in my home to escape the legions of halfwits patrolling the Earth on a daily basis. (Actually, that doesn't sound so bad).

I've never been able to grasp the concept of our dreams having meaning. Surely each person's dreams are unique to them, and therefore can't be connected in any way to another person's?

And that recurring nightmare I have where Jennifer Aniston, Jessica Simpson and Evangeline Lilly capture me and keep me locked in a bedroom for use as their private sex slave? Well, I just have to deal with that in my own way....