These Dreams: Bloggably Blond
Q: What do the following light-haired characters have in common?
A: (Use your secret decoder ring!) I have been all of them in my dreams.
In waking life, one of my employers once said to me--very affectionately:
"Enbrethiliel, I'm going to get you a big bottle of peroxide for Christmas, so that your hair can match the rest of you."
I didn't dare tell him that I'm usually blond in my own dreams.
Anyway . . . It's normally easy for me to figure out who I am in a dream: I either know it from the beginning or figure it out after I wake up. It was a little tougher a few nights ago (right before the dawn of Black Saturday, of all times), when it seemed that nearly everyone in my latest dream had light hair.
For context: the dream was about a group of children who were in danger and the two adults helping to protect them; something the whole party had to do was break into amusement parks at night and try the more hair-raising rides in complete darkness. (Hey, if you don't like it, make your own dreams!)
At first I thought I was Sara from Race to Witch Mountain, because the whole dream could have been based on the movie . . .
. . . but that would have been too Mary Sue, even for me.
Besides, after the Sara-character got in the gondola of a ride that was strangely like Knotts Berry Farm's Hammerhead (my favourite park ride ever), the point of view shifted from hers to that of one of her adult protectors . . . upon which he morphed from dark-haired Jack Bruno (see above) into light-haired Dr. Gerald Plecki (see below).
(I don't want to overuse the "favourite _____ ever" or "favourite _____ of all time" lines so early in this post, so I won't say either about this HBO Original Movie, based on the "Steinmetz Cheating Scandal.")
It makes sense that I'd be a blond teacher, right? Yeah, but . . . while the Plecki-character, who wasn't also in the gondola, was on lookout, two cloaked and hooded figures leading snarling dogs approached him from both ends of the loading platform. There was no place to go but up . . . and that was when it became clear why the Hammerhead-esque ride had a frame like one of those wooden rollercoasters with a zillion crisscrossing beams: it was for climbing!
Well, the Plecki-character managed to lose the two pursuers in the virtual labyrinth of beams, and when the villains met each other at the top and pulled their hoods off, registering disbelief that he had actually got away . . . they were the conniving sisters Terri and Kendra from Glee!
(By the way, you'd better not leave a comment if you're just going to mock me.)
And then the perspective shifted again . . . and I think I even got my black hair back! I became one of the two adults looking out for the children . . . and the amusement park turned into my alma mater (where I spent thirteen years as a student and two more years as a teacher). Someone from one of the offices in the grade school building had given me a bag of dark clothes, which I immediately changed into, even though it didn't matter by that time because the sun had already risen.
On our way out of the campus, I made sure the Sara-character, out of all the children, was close by me.
End of dream.
(Admit it: you love it when I blog this stuff.)
And, yes, I eventually figured out which blond character I was . . .
Image Sources: a) Buffy Summers, b)Kyle Reese, c) Nikki Hendrickson, d) Race to Witch Mountain promotional image, e) Jennifer Aspen and Jessalyn Gilsig