Some time ago, I had my first (remembered) Monkees dream. They
were living in my house, mainly in the living room and the spare room.
I remember little bits and pieces of it, like hugging Mike and Davy, Peter
being all stiff like in Mijacogeo... I think they were kind of out
of it, half-there. It was strange.
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Davy was the jockey in a horse race. He had the full outfit on
in light yellow, and the horse was kind of yellow-y, too. It was
number 4. (See Gift Horse) I was sitting in some bleachers,
like at a high school baseball field or something. Davy had the shorter,
second season hair, Mike had his hat and first season hair, and Micky had
his curly 'fro thing going. I don't recall whether Peter was first
or second season. Anyway, everyone except Davy was in the stands,
cheering wildly and singing unfamiliar songs, although one was kind of
like Magnolia Simms. I was slightly above and to the left of them.
Davy and the yellow horse won the race. Suddenly, I was in the middle
of the infield sitting on top of a picnic table, scratching the horse's
back like a dog's. It had kind of long hair for a horse, and it was
lying on the ground or something. Everyone was congratulating Davy
a little ways off. I yelled "Peter... Peter! Come over here and pet
the horse!" Peter poked his head up out of the group, then things
kind of shifted. Everything that had just happened was a "Lost Episode"
that I was reading about in a magazine at my kitchen table. I was
going to tear this big picture of the Monkees out to keep, and I tried
to find the beginning of the article. I started dreaming about Star
Wars Legos after that.
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Three short Monkee-related dreams:
I was shopping with Amy when I found a CD with a white cardboard sleeve
over the box. It said "65 Links to 65 Songs of Michael Nesmith".
I opened it up and started to read the liner notes, which shifted into
a dream about Nicholas Cage and a woman named Akima.
In the second dream, my dad bought me a neon pink Monkees CD that came
with a thick book. It was some kind of Greatest Hits CD. I
could tell it was a dream because every time I read a word, it changed
into another word, sometimes while I was reading it.
The next night I dreamt that I was looking over my mom's shoulder while
she surfed the net. She opened up some Monkee pics, including some
of Mike wearing nothing but a towel and his wool hat! "Oh, the shower
pictures," she said. Eeek!
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"Peterkort" dream
(Peterkort Square is a shopping center near where I live. I did
not consciously realize this until after the dream.)