Date posted: September 1, 1998
Dreamer: Lux

I had an agf dream just last night.. Part of it was inspired by that weird-as-all-hell adult muppet movie 'Meet the Feebles'..there's a thread about it on a mailing list I'm on, so I had a doubly internet-motivated dream..shoot me. So it goes like this: I'm sitting in this large opera house, & I'm in one of the really nice boxes rather close to the stage. I'm alone, reclining on a fringed brocade chaise in a red silk dress & holding a massive cigarette holder, all diva-like. Just as I start to wonder what a chaise is doing in a opera box, the curtain goes up. This is..where it gets weird. A muppet with hair down to her feet & bee wings attached to her back is lowered down to the stage in an enormous glittering platform shoe. Just a guess, but I assume this is LadyB. She is helped out of the shoe by the PennyD muppet, & I know it's Penny because of the pink hair..they hop closer to the lip of the stage, & I notice that the audience is filled with people from ag, agf, & my mailing lists..there's Marcus Pan, surrounded by an entourage of adopted babygoths..there's Abracadaver, swaddled in 80's finery..occasionally a skinny little Sexbat muppet will make an appearance by swooping over the audience, suspended on a string.

Date posted: March 11, 1999
Dreamer: Lux

A couple of nights ago, I had a dream...a dream of..shoes! [wavy dream sequence, sound of harps] So Abracadaver & I were on the roof of a really tall beachfront building..we were sitting there watching the waves, & suddenly the sky darkened. We looked around for a place to get out of the rain that was sure to come, when poof! A big room appeared, and it was full of shoes! Glory! Not a platform under 7 inches in the whole room.. I'm gazing at the beautiful sight when Abra trots up & hands me a pair of 8" chrome-like block heel thigh-hi plats w/a 5" front plat, made of hot pink pvc vertically striped w/holographic silver pvc..and then I woke up. ;(

Date e-mailed: April 9, 1999
Dreamer: valkyrja

It was both my 30th birthday party (which is in Feb. '99) and Convergence at the same time. Except New Orleans looked a lot like So. First St. in San Jose, but all the clubs had fancy ironwork balconies, more like NOLA, and it was pretty muggy, weather-wise. For some reason, I was trying to find the rest of my party... I was supposed to meet my boi and some old friends and some a.g.f.ers at a particular club at a particular time so we could have birthday cake. I was wearing boots that looked like Smegg boots covered in fuschia glitter, and I was tottering around on the massive heels trying to walk as fast as I could (which wasn't very). And I was wearing a fuschia pvc corset trimmed in black bat cutouts that Yosa had made for me (in the dream). And I was wearing it with a bustled miniskirt of black lace & netty stuff, just like Jilli had suggested I make (in the dream). And I couldn't find anyone I knew, and the other Convergence-goers were all *not* wearing their laminates, so I couldn't tell if I was asking Lux or Basinke for directions to where-ever I was trying to go. So I stumbled (quite literally) into this one club that looked like Agenda in SJ, but, again, was in NOLA. And the music was really good, so I decided to dance even if I didn't recognize anyone there. And in the middle of the song, LadyBee (who was dj-ing) announced something to the effect of, "This song is for Trystan 'cause it's her 30th birthday, but would she please come out of hiding 'cause people are looking for her." I looked all around, but still didn't see anyone I knew. So I climbed the extreemly long & narrow staircase up to the dj booth so I could ask LadyBee where my group was. But when I got there, she was no-where to be found. And then I heard people singing "happy birthday to Trystan" from the club next door (which looked a lot like the Cactus Club in SJ, but was in NOLA). So I ran (well, as much as I could in those boots) next door, where the sign out front said my boi's band was playing. But I went in, and it was so crowded, I couldn't get anywhere near the stage or near anyone I recognized. So I went outside and sat on the curb and cursed those big boots.

Date posted: December 11, 1998
Dreamer: Christiane

Okay, it happened. I was away for one day - ONE! And you guys showed up in my dream last night. Basinke, you were Bobinke at the outset... we were all at a club, I'm assuming it was at C5 because I've been obsessing over that quite a bit lately. You showed up as Bobinke first then pranced away across the dance floor as LadyBee, Trystan, all the RichmondGoths (Hi Teleute! You had extensions in my dream!), and Xian swarmed about. Lots of other a.g.f'ers were there too, I just can't remember all the details any more. You all had poofy tulle skirts on, even Xian (who mooo'ed a lot)... then Basinke bounced back over, as herself, and we all did a bunny-hop in towering platforms. Too weird. Bear in mind now, I've only seen pics of a few of you... yet I bet when I do get a chance to meet whoever from my dream shows up at C5, I'm betting that they look JUST like my dream caricatures.

Date posted: March 18, 1999
Dreamer: greensea

In the dream, I am at a supermarket, and I'm reading the Philadelphia Inquirer. There's a huge headline in the upper right hand corner that says something to the effect of "Saraicat and Basinke fight over ebay Bidding." Naturally when I see this, I start crying and being all shocked, seeing as how both are wonderful ppl and that Bas is a pacifist. When I read the article, it says that Sarai and Bas are both well-known internet personalities who live in New Jersey. That they were in a fierce bidding war on ebay, over a stone fountain that bubbled blue water. In the dream, I kept saying over and over, "But it's a lie! It's not true! This could NOT have happened! Besides, what the hell would they want with a blue water fountain? *sob* *heave*"

Date e-mailed: April 9, 1999
Dreamer: valkyrja

Date dreamt: August 26, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am sitting in the back seat of a car with two other females. (Is one ChaChaKate?) We are giggling, saying all the rhymes of the word 'squishy.'

Date dreamt: September 25, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

ChaChaKate's cat can open the refrigerator door, the small one in front. She gets a small bottle of water and opens the cap with paws, drinks, then puts it back. ChaChaKate doesn't know about this.

Date dreamt: October 21, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

...Some kind of graveyard. My male friend is supposed to get number 25. It's like a Paint-By-Numbers scheme. I tell him that number 25 is more near the center. Meanwhile, the slack-jawed goons are waiting. They hit us. I hit back. I'm running. I've got one of the goons, but he's shrunk to the size of a goblin. I enter a building. There's a small window, like the kinds near the top of houses. It's got a latch and a screen and it must be pulled up. I put the wrinkled black goblin thing out on the ledge outside and close/lock the window layers. I hear voices. I want to avoid being seen. I keep to the walls. The hallway is lit by florescent lights. It's like an office. I sneak past a room. But now, there's no choice. There's lots of people, workers, about. I pretend that I belong there and walk out. But I can't get out of the general area. I go back into the building and look for EXIT signs. I'm circling, still worried about the other goons. I find an exit and I'm back to the beginning-of-dream-locale where the movie set and the screenwriter was. ChaChaKate is at a table eating and watching. I sit down next to her.

Date e-mailed: January 3, 2000
Dreamer: CKDerrick

I am going to a party with Kate and Vips , and am driving a Ford Fiesta. I can't find any place to park. All the spaces seem to be reserved for a doctor's office, and additionally, we appear to be in France or Quebec, as all the signs are in French. I decide to park anyway, as it's probably after hours, and we go to the party. That Regis guy from "Who wants to be a millionaire is there", and he asks us who the LT. Governor of Michigan is. I try to call someone on my cell phone, but I only get the answering machine in the govenors mansion. He Regis tells me "too bad!" and walks off. Eventually the party breaks up and we drive off, suddenly arriving in Madison, Wisconsin. We have to drive around a flooded underpass, and as we go past a stadium I talk about my plans to become an intelligence operative, and mention that there is a secret intelligence facility hidden in the football stadium. We then arrive at a club. At the club I meet a guy I knew years ago, and we drive off in a little electric car. We are trying to break someone out of a jail, but the jail is huge and we drive around the grounds looking for the correct cell block, unsuccessfully. The guards start chasing us but we escape by driving the car down a flight of stairs. We go back to the club, where I meet Kate again. Kate asks if I want to go to an after-hours place she knows, I say sure, why not?

Date e-mailed: January 3, 2000
Dreamer: CKDerrick

I am on vacation with Sande and Kate. We are in my Mercedes. I notice that all the vehicles are either Mercedes-Benzes, VW Jettas, Ford Tauruses, or Toyota Camries. We stop at a fork in the road where there is something that looks very much like the Keebler Hollow Tree to buy snacks, etc, and while there, an old woman bursts in on me while in the bathroom, and begins asking how one self-tests duracell batteries, because she can't figure it out as it's different from the Energizers she usually uses. I say, "I don't know either" and she insists that I tell her, it's very important. I tell her that it will be OK, I'm sure, and shove past her and run to the car. We drive off up the wrong branch of the road, at high speed in thick fog. We then ram through a gate. The road ends at the bottom of a strip mine. Another car is there, driven by a guy who looks and talks like "Captain Square Jaw". He says we should take a very dubious and steep track to get out of the mine, so we take the only other possiblity. It leaves the mine and comes out in a large university campus. We appear to be in a pedestrian area, but I manage to avoid hitting anyone. We have a choice now, the roads are labled, "Lincoln Mall" and "Wildlife Preserve". Sande says that we should go the WIldlife Preserve, because there are supposed to be seals there. So I take that fork, and it heads across a wide sidewalk with a modern sculpture exhibit in the middle (i.e., sculptures that resemble rusty junk welded together in abstract forms.) Eventually, it curves around a lake, and then to a sand dune. At the top of the sand dune is a thing that looks like a martian probe with metal tentacles, each of which has a campbell's soup can attached to the end. We stop, since the seals should be on the other side of the dune, but when we get close to the soup-can thing, it strikes out with the soup cans, and just seems generally dangerous. We decide to leave and go to the mall instead.

Date dreamt: December 25, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

CKDerrick is sitting with me at a table for two. A woman in a beige sweater with long blonde hair/light brown frizzy hair sits down at a table for two near us. CKDerrick is attracted to her so I encourage him to go talk to her. He goes over and sits at her table. He's awkward at first, then starts talking. It must have gone well because they talked through the night and by morning, tells me, the woman is making plans to move in with CKDerrick. I feel happy for CKDerrick. ChaChaKate and I are sitting on stools at a countertop. It's almost like a bar, but I know it isn't. It's a place that belongs to a fraternity. I ask ChaChaKate, were you the person who called me last night, saying something about wanting to quit. She says yes. She is apologetic. But I ask why. She says I don't like going to clubs. I say I liked going to and perhaps I'd ask CKDerrick if he would wnat to go down on a Monday night. is the same as , I say. I concede that I don't like bars and clubs when it's too loud. And ChaChaKate makes some unsaid gesture, which we both indicates we're talking about . "What's your favorite ice cream flavor?" I ask ChaChaKate. I'm trying to remember. Mint chocolate chip, I say, that's green. Then I think maybe that's Vips' favorite ice cream flavor. I like peanut, I tell her. And with that, a guy in the fraternity comes over and asks if I'd like dessert. All their instant desserts are expiring and they want to get rid of it. I say to the guy, What do you have? ChaChaKate, who is nursing something or has been eating something, I notice, says a flavor I don't recognize. What's that?, I ask. "Pistachio," she says, "with a hint of __?__" That's green, I point out. The frat guy is opening cupboards and showing me instant dessert packages, which all have Chinese character writing on them. I get a dessert, which seems like a trifle with ice cream on it and sit beside ChaChaKate again. I try to strike up a conversation. I'm talking about Vips and ChaChaKate gets defensive, thinking I'm saying something bad about Vips and I'm not. What I'm trying to say is that Vips would go dancing and then at some set agreed upon time, we would meet up afterwards. ChaChaKate's had a stinky day, I'm beginning to think, and she's angry and bitter. We're standing up now. I say, ChaChaKate, ChaChaKate, and give her a hug....

ChaChaKate's left her cat with me. Part of her fur's missing, a patch of skin. I think maybe the cat has a rash. There's a juvenile kitten, brown and black, orange, many colors, an itty bitty fluffy white kitten so small that someone could step on it, two large dogs. One's named Satchel. I feed the cats, opening two cans of cat food. I can't get the cans cleaned well, so later I use dry cat food. All the animals are in one room. I think I have to call ChaChaKate to tell her that the cat is here. When I enter the room again, the fur on ChaChaKate's cat has worsened. The skin patch is huge, almost her whole back. Worse yet, it looks like the cat is doing it to herself, pulling the fur off her body. The white kitten is nowhere to be found; perhaps it was killed. I pick up the juvenile kitten and SHOCK, its eyes are square. They are two little TV sets or air condintioner units. The cat is a mutant. I've got to walk the dogs, but I've only got one leash. I can't find Satchel. I call his name over and over.

Date dreamt: March 10, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am in San Francisco. I am in a store, browsing, merchandise in a shopping basket. I spot katydid and I think to myself, sadly, I told chessie the wrong information, katydid's not in Georgia, she's moved back to S.F. Sarai is in the store and so is GothFaeri, down the aisleway. GothFaeri says, Why didn't you call me? I say (re: C5 giftbasket swap), You're the only one who hasn't confirmed yet. Are you still in? Meanwhile, Sarai says she wants to be in the C5 giftbasket swap. I say, do you have a match-up. She says, Yes. It's someone named Vicki O. I decide I don't want to buy anything and return the goods to their places.

Date dreamt: May 28, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

... I am in the studio of a TV game show. I don't want to be seen; I'm peeking in from my hiding place. Erynn Hande is the contestant. She asks, "What date is my birthday?" Chessie, on the panel of people, says, "I have no idea but the answer to your last question is Brad Pitt." Chessie announces Brad Pitt, that he's here because he's in a Christopher Plummer play. Brad Pitt comes out and stands next to Erynn Hande. Brat Pitt has obviously dyed-black hair.

Date dreamt: April 29, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

It is at night. I'm driving but I'm in the back seat, near the right window. Sparky's in the driver's seat and she turns to look at me. I want to transfer control of the car to her so I gradually get off the controls. Sparky asks if she continues down this road. I'm not sure where this road is. I say, if it's I-45, just continue going. As Sparky turns to talk to me in the back seat, the car is turning too, until it's almost perpendicular to the road. Yet it still goes forward. In the glare of the headlights, I see a bicyclist crossing the road. But because the car's perpendicular, there's no accident. Ann d'Aboise and her hubby are here too. We're at a rest stop and I laughingly say to Cheshire (having just realized) that I couldn't have been driving, I was in the back seat. She says that I was driving but I fell asleep. She says, And you missed all the good stuff. They had been talking about books. I say, Yeah, some of those books from the 60's are out of print. Cheshire and I are walking down steps. I say, that's how it was the last day of middle school, pile of books.

Date posted: April 9, 1999
Dreamer: Angelle

The gist: Xian and Christiane were getting married in New Orleans. (Nothing to do with reality?) They posted here that they wanted any a.g.f.ers, lurkers, and random nice people to come. As I am in New Orleans, I said, "Mommy, let's go to Xian and Christiane's wedding!" She said, "Okay, dear." So there I was at their wedding. The church looked very pretty- lots of stained glass and the atmosphere was rather joyous. In my dream (wondering if this is anywhere near reality), Xian was almost scarily tall- about 6'3"- with lotsa curly dark hair that went many ways. Christiane had a big, curvy smile and lotsa wavy dark hair that was piled upon her head. She wore a long, dark wedding gown- I think it was purple velvet with a throw around her shoulders- and looked faboo. After the wedding, where my clothes magically changed from black to a large white wedding gown (Alice-like) with patent leather white Mary Janes, a few people from the wedding party wandered into a mall. I went into a Lady Foot Locker (!)(I remember the glaring sign...how strange) and looked at iridecent (can't spell this early...) purple bloomers. Walking around the bloomer display, there were Xian and Christiane, acting like a weet married couple! I gloomily told them that they should get matching bloomers and congratulations on getting married. I still wore the wedding gown.

Date posted: March 28, 2000
Dreamer: naked!

so last night after drifting off I had the strangest dream about going to hawaii with my roommate and staying in a bungalow with pink lights. somehow I climbed into the phone and ended up in Pittsburgh with Kristoff (of Punk Ass Gear fame...who isn't really an a.g.f-er) and Megan and Christy Sawyer. Lawrence Fishburne was also in the dream, and he had a big afro and was wearing 70s clothing. He was our father, and the uncle of Poppy and Mari (and a few other people whose names escape me). We went into this synagogue that was decorated on the inside like a gothic cathedral (hey, I'm an art history major, I notice these things ;) and we had to watch a film about chicken wire and floods, which made everyone except our little family cry. and I tried to kill steve buscemi for putting his feet on my face while my eyes were closed (I hate feet...ugh) so I waited for him outside the womens' restroom so I could kick the shit out of him, but got bored and walked back to the movie room. So from here on in things get a little fuzzy, except as we were leaving this weird little place, we had to take a test and match the quotation with the family member. except we had to do it online. and my best friend was listed on the page of quotations, as well, but he wasn't in the dream at all before that. the only quotation I remember was mari's and it was something along the lines of "poppy would cry for all that pretty paper left out in the rain." which made sense somehow, but I can't remember how. :> at any rate, none of us were wearing anything special, and the whole dream was tinted red, like there were red lights somewhere bleeding into the scene.

Date dreamt: April 27, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

I am travelling with CKDerrick. We're in a diner. I am displeased with my eggs. In packages of 4. I have 3 of them and they are packaged in paper, not cardboard. I've eaten 1 of 4 already. They are supposed to be rice in the shape of eggs. I open each egg of the second package to show the waitress. There's a customer at the bar, a woman. They both look at me like I'm the biggest complainer. I show the waitress how the eggs aren't rice but potato(?), ask for compensation. The customer woman looks at me with disgust, also like I'm a space alien (like a racist attitude). She sez, she can't look at me, I'm like an unicorn. I tell the waitress not to substitute in eggs because i don't like eggs. CKDerrick at the table eating. He sez, can I go put a quarter in the meter for the car. I don't have a quarter. He doesn't have a quarter. I go because I figure I have to wait for the food anyway. I know I have a dime and some pennies. I walk down the busy street, trying to look on both sides for the car. At one point, there's a buying frenzy for paper plates at a shop. Solid color paper plates on the right side and patterned paper plates on the left. On sale. Other women are shopping, buying. I pick up one of the solid color ones, see the price tag of 1.25 and think 1 pound (? is about 2 dollars, that's not worth it. Toss plates back. Still walking, can't find car. Go back to diner, tell CKDerrick can't find car, ask about my food. He said they mixed it with zucchini. I look in the bowl, which is like one of those microwave Visions cookware. It's like potato and zucchini with rice on the bottom. I decide to be satisfied with the substitution. Now, we're in a classroom, a professor teaching. Small, as if recitation. I am worried that we might have to leave early (to catch a train but I'm not sure of the schedule). A fax arrives and I get it and it gets passed to CKDerrick. I raise my hand and want to tell prof that we're sorry that on our first day we have to leave early. The two people between me and CKDerrick get up. CKDerrick scoots over with the fax and the professor sits down by us. I start to speak but CKDerrick takes over with some talk of a misunderstanding with the Canadians. He's pointing at the fax, trying to tell me something (without prof knowing). Prof is satisfied with explanation, gets up. I look at the fax. It's in Spanish (still could be for us) but then see fax isn't addressed to us but two other people (___?___ and Ricki Alvarez) who are sitting across from me. I hand it to them. I'm still agitated because I think we need to leave. Antsy. After the class disperses, I'm hissing mildly at CKDerrick and he sez, we can always take a train later in the day, maybe a night train (?) Calms me down by showing me an itinerary.

Date dreamt: September 2, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

I am in a car in the front seat with a CKDerrick sitting to my right and a CKDerrick to my left in the driver's seat. It's an old car so that ther's no empty space in the middle of the front seat. The car is parked at the curb. At a house with its doors open. There's a sign beside the walkway. It has the name in capitals. The CKDerrick to my right is talking and I interrupt, shouting excitedly, There's the alt.skate-board guy and I point to the second open door. The one doing ballet, I say. "Gymnastics," corrects the CKDerrick in the driver's seat.

Date dreamt: July 17, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am sitting in the passenger seat of CKDerrick's car. CKDerrick is driving. There are goths in the back seat. CKDerrick is headed to picking up Entropy. Too late I tell him that Entropy sent me a 2-page letter, saying that she would meet us at 10:15. I show the handwritten letter to the goths in the back.

Date dreamt: September 20, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am writing (?) CKDerrick is nearby. He's restless or bored. He opens up a drawer, finds several saved stamps. Tells me only three are valuable. In another drawer, he finds an unused Chinese greeting card. It has two parts. The yellow bouquet has to be inserted into a slit. He goes into the office because I say there are more saved postal stamps there. He wants to put all the stamps together. There's no room so he puts it back in the drawer it came from. There's a small green for-camping fabric folded up in there, as well as other things.

Date dreamt: October 6, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

CKDerrick and I have gone trick-or-treating. He hands me a Jason hockey mask. Turns out it's not for him, but for me. I am wearing a priest costume. I don't want to wear the Jason mask. I don't. I smile.

Date dreamt: October 9, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

...I am at the play rehearsal. It's like a clubhouse or a tree house. The play involves a woman who remarries, takes some of her children along, abandons the rest. She neglects the children. Especially vulnerable is the baby which is left outside in the cold. Am I an understudy? Now I am at the location where the play will be put on. It's a much sturdier house. I climb the stairs to a second story patio, where the baby will be left outside. And then... I use hammock as a body sling to get me to a window into the house... The production manager explains that in the play, the character must rescue the baby and cross up on the roof. The two sides of the roof will move in and out so that it's like an obstacle course. As I come down from the house, I see the advertising placard in front of the house proclaiming the dates of performance. CKDerrick thinks we don't have to be back until the 28th but I see the date for the 24th and the name "LadyBee" painted on the placard. Obviously, she has a role in the play. CKDerrick is driving. We have a few days before the play. I take out a pink-colored chewing gum. I think the flavor is strawberry. I cut it up and pass it around to everyone, first to Vips, then the front of the van(?), then 2 guys sitting near me and Vips. The flavor isn't intense enough, so I take out another piece and pass that around too. One of the guys isn't paying attention so I skip over him and give the piece to the next guy. He then awakens and steals the piece from the other guy. I divide my piece in half and give it to the last guy. It's Halloween night so there are pranksters about. A group of sorority girls are blocking traffic in the road by purposefully standing in the way. I don't know how CKDerrick is manuevering around them because when I look at the navigation screen the computer can't react fast enough to the sorority girls' movements. The image is blurred. CKDerrick says he's looking through the windshield. I look through the windshield and see that there's a straight road. Very dark outside. We're weaving from side to side at a great speed. I see a sorority girl very shocked that CKDerrick isn't even slowing down and heading right for her. She hurriedly gets out of the way. There is another obstacle, which CKDerrick gets through as well. We are not moving. Because I am concerned with hooligans, I want to close the door. It's like a tent door and slide door, but there's a lock. I ask, Who's got the key? At another part of the road, there are many archers aiming at targets, but all the bullets not arrows are coming toward us. I'm worried that it will scratch the car. CKDerrick swerves the car to the right so that we're half off the road half on the road and we pass this obstacle. Now there's a drunk guy in the street and a group of other guys by the side of the road. One from the group points a gun at the drunk guy, as in a game of chicken. But now another guy stumbles in between them. CKDerrick is outside. He's holding a remote, which slides the tent/van along. He walks in between the two drunk guys. We're moving along slowly and very concerned because we have the actual Mona Lisa painting in the back with us. Then, the tent collapses. The actor who played Jeremy on All My Children sees one of our party dressed in Arab headdress, light blue and white, and starts speaking in French to someone, acting like this is an international event.

Date dreamt: October 18, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

A student who's from Germany is with me. We're supposed to do something but right now I'm looking for . I know teaches Calculus. When I can't find him by classroom, I go to a schedule to look for where the Calculus classes area. The German guy talks to a young black woman with very short hair. Turns out he asked her out to something and she hasn't decided on going yet. That he has asked someone else surprises me. I hold S'leff. Meet CKDerrick in the hallway. He tells me that is in the other building, the one that looks like a ranch. I ask CKDerrick to translate to French for the German guy, then I remember that the guy's German so I ask CKDerrick to translate to German.

I went to Dana Dark's house to do a follow-up interview. She's busy and there are people in her backyard. The house is not the house of Dana Dark's. She's rushing around like a harried hostess... I tell her that CKDerrick is coming at 10:30 and then we're going to the club. I tell her that we need to get to that interview soon or there won't be any time left. She says yes...

Image from video of Vips, which has been edited with audio of CKDerrick in conversation. This edited piece has convinced others that a famous (male) movie star or rock start lives here. I see web hits increased to amazing numbers.

Date dreamt: May 12, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I am in a hotel on Thursday. I was rooming with someone but I've moved down the hallway to my own room by myself. I've woken up in the bed. It's a small room. I need to pack up because tomorrow I have to go to the Convergence hotel. I look for my gundies, want to make sure they're all here, so I pull them out from under the sheets and line them up near the pillow. But I can't find the yellow gundy. There she is, under the pillow. OK, all my gundies are here. I need to check out. It's Friday so I figure I might as well not miss school. I'm on the bus (to h.s.) when I realize school doesn't end until 3 o'clock and I need to check out of the hotel before then. Plus, I need to meet up with CKDerrick. I ask the driver to let me off and I walk back up to the hotel. At the hotel, I see CKDerrick's stuff piled up against a wall across from the concierge desk. I can tell it's CKDerrick's belongings because his name is written on the grey hard instrument cases. I ask when I need to be checked out and the concierge says 1 o'clock is good. I try to remember CKDerrick's cell phone number. I think I remember it so I used the telephone at the concierge to call. I get a message in his father's voice that there are too many messages and the box is full so I can't leave a message. I try again. Same thing. No matter, the concierge says he's on the phone, trying to reach me. I take the telephone receiver and listen to the person speaking. "Who are you?" I ask. The person tells me his name and I realize, yes this was my roommate but we made a switch. I give the phone back tot he concierge, telll the guy that it isn't CKDerrick. The concierge asks me what's in the pile over there that belongs to CKDerrick. I say, "Drum. Trumpet. Trombone." The drum case is very large and round and flat. It's propped against the wall. The concierge is eager to snoop and starts opening CKDerrick's stuff. The concierge zips open a bag and finds a compartmentalized styrofoam box with all the ingredients to make a burrito. Now I want the guy to stop snooping because the sauce is sloshing out. CKDerrick will know someone rifled through his stuff and I know he especially brought the burrito fixin's from Texas.

Date dreamt: June 12, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I am on a long long line, like in Convergence. I figure I should duck into the ladies' room first. (CKDerrick will be holding out place in line.) Other people have that idea too. It looks like a line but actually some are doing hair or just talking. A girl follows me into a stall but I slam the door and she's not there. When I get out, I see Daednu and Trystan talking, and maybe even Yosa is there. There is a table set up with platters of desserts. Daednu and Trystan are talking about dinner and Daednu complains about the cockroaches in the dinner. I lift the wrap and take a cannoli and then a slice of a really thin, dense, compacted chocolate pie. Very chocolate-y, I know. I think perhaps I should get something for CKDerrick so I reach for a chocolate muffin. But it looks like it's been eaten or cut, so I leave it on the table. Then I see Daednu cutting all the platters into pie slices, even the platter of cannolis. When I leave the ladies' room, I'm relieved that the line hasn't moved much. We're standing in a corridor and there are clusters of people talking. Vips is there with her guy from Convergence and some others that I feel I've met before but can't remember their names. CKDerrick's getting hungry. I know that they fed the females first. I tell him that there's dessert in the restrooms if he wants to get it. He declines. Later, we're outside, still waiting in the line. I comment that we're close to Chinatown and we could go there for dinner. But we don't want to lose our place on line. Now we've got a car and CKDerrick parks the red compact car a few meters back from where we had been standing. He leaves (to get food, I presume). I'm sitting in the car, waiting. Maybe I even fell asleep or started reading a book. I hear CKDerrick's voice. He's on the walkie talkie. But now I'm not in the car anymore; it's more like a minibus and I'm the only one inside. It's moving by itself, following the line. I respond to CKDerrick and I don't even have to press the buttons on the walkie talkie. The vehicle stops at an entrance to a building (perhaps the Showbox?) and I get out. CKDerrick has something for me. His mother doesn't need it anymore and since my car has scratches, he replaces the front bumper (or so). He cracks the headlights. But it's orange and doesn't really match my silver car although it does fit as a piece.

Date dreamt: June 18, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I am in a greasy spoon diner with the kid characters of Roswell, also CKDerrick and Corey Feldman. The hot-tempered character, he works in the diner. I guess we are runaways. We sleep lengthwise in the booths of the diner. There are two horses in the refrigerator. We thought they would be OK because Maria or Liz put it on Slow Defrost. But the horses are licking the milk or cream off those large metal containers. We have to let them out.

Date dreamt: Sept 28, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

CKDerrick sent me an e-mail but it was in one of my other accounts.

Date dreamt: Oct 8, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

prints out a map from the computer. Tells me to follow these to Dallas instead of taking a plane. I take the map and go to the airport but it's 10 minutes until the swim meet so I want to make it in time. So I don't go. I am in a building that sways with the wind. I am with other people in the elevator. I don't like how the building tilts. I think maybe if some people leaned the other way it wouldn't tilt. I need to go to floor 86. It's one of those quick acceleration elevators. And I don't like it. Don't feel good. Feel queasy or dread. Luckily, 86 is one of the buttons on the elevator panel. I go to my room where Batty and VLillyV are my roommates. Batty is angry with me because I didn't make the swim meet in Dallas. I go to see CKDerrick to talk. I go to see my coach, who is understanding...

Date dreamt: Feb 26, 2001
Dreamer: Sande

CKDerrick is driving me away to an old-century church. There are watercolors or black/white pencial drawings on the wall. I am admiring them. There's a five-piece shoegazing band. They're missing a singer, so I join them. I'm at a mike. I don't know the words and I'm just singing tones or making up lyrics as I go along. The song sounds like Eggs "Erin Go Braugh!" The others in the band like what I'm doing and one of the guys encourages me. Something (like a car) crashes into the band. We are all standing on raised tiers.

Date dreamt: April 9, 2001
Dreamer: Sande

Three friends and I are at the kitchen table talking about nicknames of cars. I am telling them CKDerrick's names for his cars. The conversation goes, ships are she's, so are cars, and I say so are motorcycles.

Date dreamt: Nov 21, 2001
Dreamer: Sande

CKDerrick and I are in a car. CKDerrick is driving. He drives over a train track fast, doesn't slow down, but we can not cross over because the bar is down and the train will be coming. I climb out and yell at him to quit trying to drive through the bar. Eventually, he leaves the car too. The car is demolished.

Date posted: August 28, 1999
Dreamer: Bri

last night, I dreamed (dreamt?) that i was attending a wedding wearing a dress made entirely of black and purple feathers. i had no clue whose wedding it was, i had been out for a walk and simlpy wandered in. when the bride & groom walked up the isle, i found that the wedding was for Clayton and Patchouli..... Patchouli was wearing, oddly enough, a dress that i'm sewing right now: black velvet bodice with sparkly glitter flowers, and a taffeta and tulle skirt. looked quite lovely :)

Date dreamt: December 6, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

Sparky has written me a long letter. I skim it and see mention of __(name of baby boy)__ and birth statistics. I assume Sparky is talking about Katydid and that Katydid has had a baby boy. I feel very happy for Katydid. Then I realize that Sparky has been writing about Clayton and I find it strange that Clayton has a baby boy so I look above in the letter and it's a listing of when Clayton will be featured on TV, such as Channel 11, 10 o'clock. I realize I won't be able to see those programs, for that is the local news or local channels and I am not in California. Now I see a chalkboard. A voice, perhaps Sparky's, says, "Like you," and proceeds to read the hand-written sentence on the chalkboard, which says, continuing "he wants to write new treatments."

okay.. last night, i dreamed about you guys! the only name i remember was daednu... daednu, you were handing me somethign and saying that they didnt have what i was looking for.. or something.. ::shrug:; and i dont even know what you look like! fear not, i think you were purty cute. :}

Date posted: March 25, 1999
Dreamer: nikole (Iikeheaven)

Anyway, my dream was about someone [Daednu I think, I have no idea why!] talking about how she'd hurt her wrist or arm and would have to wear a cast or sling to Convergence and wondering if there were any ways to goth it up or make it less noticeable. It was weird, it was like I was sorta reading ag.f. but sorta real life-ish, like she was really asking. Which is weird because I've never even spoken to her!

Date dreamt: November 22, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

Ann d'Aboise wants to enter a room that's located on a higher floor, a balcony that overlooks the first floor, like in a fancy hotel. The corridor is thin and there's things blocking the door. I help her unbarricade the entrance. We go in and the room is filled with long-ago wedding items. A suitcase that's been decorated with white fabric and tulle. Two shimmery dark green, like mermaid green dresses on dress forms. No fouf or sleeves. Elegant and long. These obviously were the bridemaid dresses. Ann takes one and I know she means to give it to Daednu. She tells me to try one on. I do and when I'm finished Ann is downstairs. I spot a very pink poufy ribbon or dress outside the doorway. Thinking that Ann might have accidentally dropped it on her way out, I call out to her. She says she doesn't want the pink.

Date dreamt: June 12, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I am on a long long line, like in Convergence. I figure I should duck into the ladies' room first. (CKDerrick will be holding out place in line.) Other people have that idea too. It looks like a line but actually some are doing hair or just talking. A girl follows me into a stall but I slam the door and she's not there. When I get out, I see Daednu and Trystan talking, and maybe even Yosa is there. There is a table set up with platters of desserts. Daednu and Trystan are talking about dinner and Daednu complains about the cockroaches in the dinner. I lift the wrap and take a cannoli and then a slice of a really thin, dense, compacted chocolate pie. Very chocolate-y, I know. I think perhaps I should get something for CKDerrick so I reach for a chocolate muffin. But it looks like it's been eaten or cut, so I leave it on the table. Then I see Daednu cutting all the platters into pie slices, even the platter of cannolis. When I leave the ladies' room, I'm relieved that the line hasn't moved much. We're standing in a corridor and there are clusters of people talking. Vips is there with her guy from Convergence and some others that I feel I've met before but can't remember their names. CKDerrick's getting hungry. I know that they fed the females first. I tell him that there's dessert in the restrooms if he wants to get it. He declines. Later, we're outside, still waiting in the line. I comment that we're close to Chinatown and we could go there for dinner. But we don't want to lose our place on line. Now we've got a car and CKDerrick parks the red compact car a few meters back from where we had been standing. He leaves (to get food, I presume). I'm sitting in the car, waiting. Maybe I even fell asleep or started reading a book. I hear CKDerrick's voice. He's on the walkie talkie. But now I'm not in the car anymore; it's more like a minibus and I'm the only one inside. It's moving by itself, following the line. I respond to CKDerrick and I don't even have to press the buttons on the walkie talkie. The vehicle stops at an entrance to a building (perhaps the Showbox?) and I get out. CKDerrick has something for me. His mother doesn't need it anymore and since my car has scratches, he replaces the front bumper (or so). He cracks the headlights. But it's orange and doesn't really match my silver car although it does fit as a piece.

Date posted: August 14, 2000
Dreamer: iluminaria

I dreamed that it was announced that C7 was going to be in Portland, OR...THIS WEEKEND. And it was a Thursday, so we had to hurry if we wanted to make it. Porphyria and I were throwing stuff into the car and making plans to pick my man and this guy Vann (the taaaaaaaaalllll guy in the full-length pvc trench who I was with at C6) up... except we would have to drive up to Seattle to get him. In my dream, it took a while for us to figure out that by the time we drove up from LA, picked up Vann and went to Portland, C7 would be over. So we wound up flying. Faye joined us for the flight, and I gave her her lipstick and silver purse that she lent me at C6. The flight attendants kept complimenting us on the purse and on some beautiful lilac extensions that Faye had in. When we arrived at the airport, Daednu came up to us and said that the site for the AGF tea was no longer there, so the tea was being moved to Denny's. hah! We took motorcycles to Denny's, and once inside, there were about 15 people there. Denny's served up hash browns to all of us.

Date posted: Jan 5, 2001
Dreamer: Narcissa

I was walking by a store window that had the most beautiful pieces in it. There was a mannequin wearing an outfit that, in my dream, I had coveted for years. It changed throughout the dream, but it was a long coat, split in the back, and a pair of bell bottom trousers. Both were embroidered with this metallic gold circuitry pattern, but the fabric was white for the pants and purplish for the coat. There was also a shirt, which I called "the pink and black checked sweater," but it wasn't, really. Now, in my dream, I had left work for lunch, and was very late to be getting back, but I went into the store and asked to try on an outfit in the window. I was told it was impossible, because none of them were for sale. So I got huffy and demanded to talk to the owner, a short woman with short red hair, who looked very hip. She said that she had designed all the clothes in the window herself, and they were only for display purposes. I was very sad, but she pulled out a skirt she said I could try on. It was a very special dream skirt. It had about a million layers, and they were asymmetrically hemmed, so all the layers of different colors and fabrics were peeking out. It was pretty heavy, but it was mostly made out of gauzy materials, but opaque. The primary color scheme was perriwinkle, rose, mauve. Some of the layers were embroidered in a somewhat Indian style. the front was shorter than the back, and the bottom layer was a light blue slip type skirt with a lace hem. She gave me long frilly pettipants to put under it. When I came out of the dressing room, I had short black hair[1] in two small ponytails, with black/blue/pink falls attached. At first, I couldn't lift my head up, and the designer said to me, "See, they get too heavy," so I took out the pink hair, and it was much better, though it didn't look as good. The skirt ended up being $400, but since I'd tried it on, I couldn't not buy it[2]. So I took the skirt and left. Later, I realized I hadn't given them my credit card, so I went back and explained that I'd lost my card and had to wait two weeks for a new one[3]. And they were fine with it. You know, something makes me think Daednu was the clerk I told that to. So maybe it had agfers after all.

Date dreamt: June 9, 2002
Dreamer: Éilis

Last night, I dreamed that I got on a train, and I had no idea where the train was going. The journey lasted a couple of days, and some of my students were on the train as well, but they got off at an earlier stop. Finally, we pulled into a station, and the conductor told me that this was my stop, and he'd help me with my trunk. I stepped down onto the platform, and Trystan greeted me, saying that the truck was waiting in front. I don't know what happened to my trunk, because it magically disappeared at this point, but Trystan and I clambered into the back of a huge pickup truck (I think it was red). We began riding through an incredibly beautiful metropolitan city. Maybe it's everyone's C8 pix permeating my subconscious, but all of the buildings were massive and old and had Montreal-type architechture. It had a European feel to it, but it was definitely America. Many of the buildings were white, and everything was so clean. No one was walking around on the street, and I don't remember seeing any businesses or signs on the buildings (although one was definitely a church and one was an enormous school), but there were so many cars and lots of trees and flowers alongside the street. The sunlight was dazzling...a gorgeous day. We cruised around the streets and roundabouts, chatting merrily in the back of the truck. At this point, I realised that Daednu, Kathryn, Sereonva, and some guy I didn't know were also in the back of the pickup, and we were talking about how beautiful the city was. But it came to me that I had no idea where I was, what city I was in. So I asked Daednu, and she said, "This is Laramie, Wyoming."

Date posted: April 8, 2000
Dreamer: naked!

I dreamt my wedding, which was really very strange. I was wearing this sleek style wedding dress with covered buttons up the back but it was my fake dress, used to make my fiance think I was wearing something I wasn't (so he would still be surprised by my wedding dress grandeur). anyway, my whole family came to my wedding and a whole load of a.g.f-ers: Penny Dreadful (although she had reddish hair) was there to be sure, as was Yosa, Dyfferent, Antonio (who was my intended, fancy that) and a handful of people I knew in high school and elementary school. I was getting married in some strange castle type place and was scared to go down the stairs to use the restroom so I commissioned Anti to make sure there were no monsters (don't ask, there were weird halloween decorations all over the place). After much time spent in the bathroom listening to new age music on the listening stations therein (?!). I changed into my real dress and headed to the ceremony. The weird thing is that I was wearing a *huge* dress in ivory satin (very 18th century french aristocrat) with olive green coloured satin trim and bodice type thing. it looked *fabulous* (especially because it doesn't sound as beautiful as it was) and I had this crazy updo and was wearing gold jewellry (something I never do in real life). The ceremony went well as did the "thank you to my family for support" speech I gave. and then came the reception line, where my grandfather brought me a whole bunch of naked porn stars who all started making grilled cheese sandwiches next to their winnebagos. they were all wearing canvas sneakers, though, those 1980s Keds kind

Date posted: July 29, 1999
Dreamer: Merciful

I was visiting Detroit, and managed to find an MAC counter at a department store. But the counter was really nasty--it was unattended, the testers were in bad shape, and the "weird" colors were pretty much unavailable. No super-pale Studiofix or Cyber lippie. It turned out I had to attend a funeral in Chicago, so I called gnat to find out if MAC was available anywhere in town. She assured me it was. For some reason, some of the NYC crowd were going to the funeral too, so I happily called eliane/Sarah and told her about the MAC. She told me to meet them at 11:45 in a certain mall. She warned me we'd have to pay a $2 cover to use the restrooms. My boi and I showed up at the mall, and for some reason Poppy [GothFaeri] was there at the meeting point. I recognized her by the long red hair, though I haven't met her IRL. We stuck with her, and soon eliane and mari arrived. (I was wearing this short black dress with a square "bustle" pleat in back, just like what elly wore to an IRL wedding recently. I *think* mari was in a long-sleeved, high-necked black shirt with a holo skirt, eliane was in a silver lame' tank top and black jeans, and Poppy was in a simple black tank dress.) Eliane and I discussed chewing gum while others freshened up. I wondered where Sarai was, but decided she must be in California. Then, I was guided to the MAC...there was a whole store full of it! I knew everything would be in stock, and as we approached the entrance I knew I'd have to hurry to find everything I wanted because the funeral was at 12:30.

Date posted: August 8, 2000
Dreamer: serenova

I was in New York City, but it was all cobblestoned and looked like an odd maze of buildings and old streets and secret alleys and what not. I remember chasing after nakedcal, who was wearing obgothfash: an amazing eightenth century styled gown with massive penniers (sp?) ie - pocket hoops, though it was a quite industrialfied a bit, with a necklace of bike parts and other various coggs and what not sewn onto the dress. The colour was a two toned red that changed shades depending on the angle you were looking at it, and Califia's hair was done up some what like old skool Scary Spice in two massive bundles on either side with bits of plastic piping wrapped around it and holding it in place. Califia was preturbed as she had to pay some fine or something as she'd been caught walking on the grass, but was in a rush to pick up elly and ratty at the airport as they had just flown into NYC. The fine was paid, and we grabbed a cab to the airport but ended up getting stuck in traffic because the muppets were having a parade????? Next thing I knew we were running around Toys R Us and found ratty and elly dancing down an aisle with tiara's, beaded necklaces and feather boa's on from the girl's dress up department. elly and ratty were dressed old skool 80's style with loads of layers, lace and rips - very early Madonna esque, and also Jem (80's cartoon show) like. Really wild! elly's hair was madly dyed various colours and cut very diagonally and angular. From there it turned into a weird Safety Dance video style dream around Toys R Us with an assorted cast.

Date dreamt: January 7, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

Entropy and I are walking down an alley. I ask Entropy to check where we are using a navigational system and she says that it says we're walking down an alley. Strung up across the alleyway is a reply to my post from Columbine. She writes that accordingly as what Cusraque wrote (some sentence with the word "ignore" in it), she is not going to bother with the a.g.f. AD guidelines. I am fuming. I want to reply to her right then in the alleyway, but Entropy figures there must be a school (and hence, computers) nearby if there's a post strung up like that in the alleyway. We look to the left and go through double doors (green, dingy). We are inside. There is an alarm kind of sound and the thought flits through my mind that maybe we caused the school entry alarm to go off. We find a staircase that leads back to another alley (No door.) I go to the bathroom in the school and when I come out, I can't find Entropy. I hear a flush, so I look and it's not Entropy, but a simpering, silly girl with strawberry blonde pigtails. Lots of people are dressed up, as if attending an event, like an opera or orchestral performance. I yell, "Entropy! Entropy!" A crowd of people walk left (past me). I see Entropy. She's carrying what looks like a pizza-sized cookie. I say, "That looks like a cookie." (obviously it isn't a cookie.) And because I figure we can't eat it during the performance, I say, "Let's eat it now." Entropy says, "OK." We go towards a bench. The bench has no back and has a long cushion its length. The walls of the building in this lobby are see-thru glass.

Date dreamt: July 17, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am sitting in the passenger seat of CKDerrick's car. CKDerrick is driving. There are goths in the back seat. CKDerrick is headed to picking up Entropy. Too late I tell him that Entropy sent me a 2-page letter, saying that she would meet us at 10:15. I show the handwritten letter to the goths in the back.

Date dreamt: Oct 10, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

Perhaps I am reading a review or watching a movie. There are two romantic couples. Matthew Broderick is in first couple. They embrace and kiss in front of the building. Ben Afleck is in second couple. Second couple embraces and kisses in front of the building, a museum. But what is meant is that Ben Afleck symbolizes a dinosaur. I am in the museum. On one board is listed smells or scents and how long they've been there. I smell one. You are supposed to put your guesses down... I see ENTROPY in pastel plastic letters on the board so I think that Entropy was here and left a perfume sample.

Date e-mailed: October 23, 1999
Dreamer: CKDerrick

I am riding my motorcycle (Kawasaki ZR-750) in hilly terrain. Looks like central coast California. I am going to a party. Getting there is some trouble, first the brakes start to fail on the bike, and the screws on the brake fluid resevoir are seized and so I am having trouble fillin it. Eventually this is OK, but then I start up a hill, and it gets steeper and steeper; eventually it is as steep as a set of stairs, and I have a feeling of dizziness and I'm in the wrong gear and going too slow and I fall over. Directly next to me is a Triumph "thumper". I get up and continue, and arrive at a chateau, after a hairy time around a long, sweeping, very high ramp where I get dizzy again. There is a big party underway at the Chateau. The Evil Chemist arrives, bearing what looks like a hugely oversize test-tube rack containing hugely oversize test-tubes. They must contain about a half-liter each! The test-tubes are very old looking, and have a weird coat-of-arms cast on them. He says that they are filled with his homemade Gewürztraminer, and that it is traditional at Heidelburg to rink it out of beakers. I take one of the test tubes. The wine is good. I join in a conversation about checks in balances in government. I'm arguing that the U.S. system is better than the French because we have a stronger judiciary, and that the English system is totally hosed, at least until they ditch the House of Lords and the Queen. The people I'm arguing with are from France and the U.K. I notice someone else come into the room, he is somewhat older, though impeccably dressed in a black frock-coat, and I know he is the host and I should know who he is but I can't remember, so I leave the room. In the next room I see Gnat. She tells me that the cord of my hammer pennant is showing, and it is rather a fashion mistake that the cord is not leather, and I should do something that it can't be seen. I go to the bathroom. The bathroom has a weirdly dished and slanted floor, it is noticeably curved towards the center of the room. Not only that, but rather than tile, every surface is made from varnished teak, other than the mirror. I'm wearing a t-shirt, and the neck of it is all stretched out and there's no way I an hide the cord. I feel dizzy again, as though I'm on a ship. I find a rifle, a M-1906 Springfield. It has been used in an assassination, and the assassin is at the party. I can't think of anything to do, so I go to find more Gewürtztraminer. On the way I see the host again. I know that he's important, and that I should recognize him but I just can't. He's older, has blond hair... I look at an aquarium to avoid him. The aquarium is filled with fish, some ordinary goldfish but also koi, some glowing tropical fish, and some sea slugs. I get dizzy and have to sit down, in a window alcove. I notice that there are a number of French soldiers and Gendarmes in the courtyard. They are here to arrest the assassin. I think that I should tell them about the rifle, but what if they will think that I did it? I feel dizzy...

Date dreamt: June 14, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I'm in a hotel. I sent in my registration late so I've got a room to myself. It's like a Convergence situation. I've been down in the lobby asking donations re: a.g.f. Charity Drive. I have a list of names and usernames. Later, I realize that I should have asked for telephone numbers or mailing addresses because I have no way of tracking these people down. Later, I am talking to Filigree in her room. Her roommate is there too.

Date dreamt: October 27, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

...In the review, it says the band member contacted Filigree and mentions her phone number. I want to contact the band so I think about calling up Filigree.

...3) gnat tells everyone to get a clit piercing. Turns to someone, says she has a wad down there...

Date posted: September 9, 1998
Dreamer: Trystan

Speaking of being 'possessed by AGFers,' I had this weird dream Sunday night (really Monday morning). I'd stayed up till 3:30am working on the faq, then I went to bed. I dreamt that I was at some place -- like Convergence or something-- and I was talking to all of these a.g.f. people who had contributed to the faq. They were all telling me stuff that was in their posts or email, all faq stuff. Gnat and just julia were discussing hair extentions, Penny Dreadful was showing me her favourite glitter, Sparky was showing people how to construct coffin purses and military medals, GothFaeri was displaying all her yummy-smelling soaps and skin paling recipes,Lady B. was flinging around yards of PVC and showing me how to sew it, Willow was assimilating more into The Collective, Jilli was reminding everyone "boots first, then corset," StrangeGirl was helping several people get nasty stains out of antique petticoats, Thessaly was mixing up a batch of Black Cherry hair dye, and Sande (with Gundy atop her head) was busy chronicling it all for the a.g.f.history project. And there were a million more a.g.f.ers hither and yon, all chattering away about stuff that would be really handy to have in the faq. While this was a lot of fun, there was something *really* odd about it... everyone was speaking in HTML code.

Date posted: July 29, 1999
Dreamer: Merciful

I was visiting Detroit, and managed to find an MAC counter at a department store. But the counter was really nasty--it was unattended, the testers were in bad shape, and the "weird" colors were pretty much unavailable. No super-pale Studiofix or Cyber lippie. It turned out I had to attend a funeral in Chicago, so I called gnat to find out if MAC was available anywhere in town. She assured me it was. For some reason, some of the NYC crowd were going to the funeral too, so I happily called eliane/Sarah and told her about the MAC. She told me to meet them at 11:45 in a certain mall. She warned me we'd have to pay a $2 cover to use the restrooms. My boi and I showed up at the mall, and for some reason Poppy [GothFaeri] was there at the meeting point. I recognized her by the long red hair, though I haven't met her IRL. We stuck with her, and soon eliane and mari arrived. (I was wearing this short black dress with a square "bustle" pleat in back, just like what elly wore to an IRL wedding recently. I *think* mari was in a long-sleeved, high-necked black shirt with a holo skirt, eliane was in a silver lame' tank top and black jeans, and Poppy was in a simple black tank dress.) Eliane and I discussed chewing gum while others freshened up. I wondered where Sarai was, but decided she must be in California. Then, I was guided to the MAC...there was a whole store full of it! I knew everything would be in stock, and as we approached the entrance I knew I'd have to hurry to find everything I wanted because the funeral was at 12:30.

Date posted: November 12, 1999
Dreamer: Antonio

Poppy and I in some cowboy town with tumbleweed and everything, and she finds a shop which sells boots 17 nail polish, and I point out all the best ones and she buys them.

Date e-mailed: October 23, 1999
Dreamer: CKDerrick

I am riding my motorcycle (Kawasaki ZR-750) in hilly terrain. Looks like central coast California. I am going to a party. Getting there is some trouble, first the brakes start to fail on the bike, and the screws on the brake fluid resevoir are seized and so I am having trouble fillin it. Eventually this is OK, but then I start up a hill, and it gets steeper and steeper; eventually it is as steep as a set of stairs, and I have a feeling of dizziness and I'm in the wrong gear and going too slow and I fall over. Directly next to me is a Triumph "thumper". I get up and continue, and arrive at a chateau, after a hairy time around a long, sweeping, very high ramp where I get dizzy again. There is a big party underway at the Chateau. The Evil Chemist arrives, bearing what looks like a hugely oversize test-tube rack containing hugely oversize test-tubes. They must contain about a half-liter each! The test-tubes are very old looking, and have a weird coat-of-arms cast on them. He says that they are filled with his homemade Gewürztraminer, and that it is traditional at Heidelburg to rink it out of beakers. I take one of the test tubes. The wine is good. I join in a conversation about checks in balances in government. I'm arguing that the U.S. system is better than the French because we have a stronger judiciary, and that the English system is totally hosed, at least until they ditch the House of Lords and the Queen. The people I'm arguing with are from France and the U.K. I notice someone else come into the room, he is somewhat older, though impeccably dressed in a black frock-coat, and I know he is the host and I should know who he is but I can't remember, so I leave the room. In the next room I see Gnat. She tells me that the cord of my hammer pennant is showing, and it is rather a fashion mistake that the cord is not leather, and I should do something that it can't be seen. I go to the bathroom. The bathroom has a weirdly dished and slanted floor, it is noticeably curved towards the center of the room. Not only that, but rather than tile, every surface is made from varnished teak, other than the mirror. I'm wearing a t-shirt, and the neck of it is all stretched out and there's no way I an hide the cord. I feel dizzy again, as though I'm on a ship. I find a rifle, a M-1906 Springfield. It has been used in an assassination, and the assassin is at the party. I can't think of anything to do, so I go to find more Gewürtztraminer. On the way I see the host again. I know that he's important, and that I should recognize him but I just can't. He's older, has blond hair... I look at an aquarium to avoid him. The aquarium is filled with fish, some ordinary goldfish but also koi, some glowing tropical fish, and some sea slugs. I get dizzy and have to sit down, in a window alcove. I notice that there are a number of French soldiers and Gendarmes in the courtyard. They are here to arrest the assassin. I think that I should tell them about the rifle, but what if they will think that I did it? I feel dizzy...

Date dreamt: March 27, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

I am downloading the "I support gothic jarlsberg" button from GothFaeri's page. I wanted to put it on diskette but I see that I've accidentally downloaded it twice to the hard drive to 2 different locations. I know I'll have to delete one later. I click on it and it turns out to be an elaborate graphic-heavy movie, like one of those cinematic game demos. On the screen, prehistoric surroundings, gloomy brown? pterodactyl sweeps right...It goes "Awk, Awk, Awk," (high-pitched) Next shot, fluffy yellow chick (like a chicken's chick). It might even be standing next to an egg (a pterodactyl egg?) Don't remember any more, but I think the egg might have had something to do with the cheese?

Date dreamt: April 20, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

I am in a classroom setting. We are getting back the a.g.f. zine and mine's not in there. I ask the teacher why and she? he? asks me for the (pg?) #. I tell GothFaeri (sitting next to me) "I did a collage." The other girl sitting next to me on the other side looks through the #'s and tells me I'm mistaken - that # I said was someone else's. The teacher told me it was needed for a writing sample. There's a boy with similar circumstances. They take him in a van to a secluded government place...

Date dreamt: April 21, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

...At the bridge, they (the group of people we're with) want to flood it as a historical re-enactment. I drive the car to the parking lot but first we go down steps and realize this whole place will be flooded - I am talking to Luluwhite and GothFaeri, or is it ? - more likely . Luluwhite (Mare) relates some story (account? gossip? don't remember story?) and at the end, I remark that the protagonist seems sorta gay. GothFaeri or says, in an admittedly sort of way, "Yeah, he does." Luluwhite says, "Really?"...

Date dreamt: August 18, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

...I am in a supermarket, but I'm also answering posts on a.g.f. Leigh Gardner's over there. I pick up a spheroid mesh and to type, I press the blue wires of the sphere. (It doesn't state what are the letters, so I'm afraid of typos.) I look over and my monitor is not on. I turn it on and the computer starts to boot up. So I glance over to where Leigh is. There's a monitor there. GothFaeri replied to one of my posts so I'm trying to post some superfluous post about platform shoes, trying to add a statement about how one can't run in them. Necroangel and Leigh are sitting there, commenting on my post (don't understand the sentence I've written). I go over and see a typo (it was supposed to say "others.") Leigh looks at me and says, referring to the typing sphere, "That's why I borrowed Mare's mouse pad (just hook it up???)" Now I'm confused as to what I was trying to say in that sentence. I go back to where I was and start fast typing using the sphere, finishing up my post. GothFaeri was over at the other computer too and some girl was trying to do something and I thought it deleted my post (that's why I went over there to see if it was deleted and noticed the typo that was supposed to be "others.") Now I watch what was posted on a TV screen monitor perched up high in the supermarket...

Date posted: October 19, 1998
Dreamer: Made1eine

Tee hee...I had an agf dream too!!! I drempt I was at C5 with Gothfaeri, but it wasn't really her...she had turned into a mean blond bop who didn't want to go to the French Quarter with me! We ended up at some sort of mall/museum that really sucked and Sarai and Rachel weren't there for some reason, but had been replaced with bop-like shadows! And we were putting out a fire in some skanky guy's house for some reason too. Weiiirrddd...too many veggie tacos.

Date dreamt: March 10, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am in San Francisco. I am in a store, browsing, merchandise in a shopping basket. I spot katydid and I think to myself, sadly, I told chessie the wrong information, katydid's not in Georgia, she's moved back to S.F. Sarai is in the store and so is GothFaeri, down the aisleway. GothFaeri says, Why didn't you call me? I say (re: C5 giftbasket swap), You're the only one who hasn't confirmed yet. Are you still in? Meanwhile, Sarai says she wants to be in the C5 giftbasket swap. I say, do you have a match-up. She says, Yes. It's someone named Vicki O. I decide I don't want to buy anything and return the goods to their places.

Date dreamt: April 20, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

1) GothFaeri lives in a big condo on a lake where the walls are organic, composed of living plant matter (leaves). She's left her dog with us. A big dog that licks me on the knees and legs as I try to brush my teeth.

Date posted: March 28, 2000
Dreamer: naked!

so last night after drifting off I had the strangest dream about going to hawaii with my roommate and staying in a bungalow with pink lights. somehow I climbed into the phone and ended up in Pittsburgh with Kristoff (of Punk Ass Gear fame...who isn't really an a.g.f-er) and Megan and Christy Sawyer. Lawrence Fishburne was also in the dream, and he had a big afro and was wearing 70s clothing. He was our father, and the uncle of Poppy and Mari (and a few other people whose names escape me). We went into this synagogue that was decorated on the inside like a gothic cathedral (hey, I'm an art history major, I notice these things ;) and we had to watch a film about chicken wire and floods, which made everyone except our little family cry. and I tried to kill steve buscemi for putting his feet on my face while my eyes were closed (I hate feet...ugh) so I waited for him outside the womens' restroom so I could kick the shit out of him, but got bored and walked back to the movie room. So from here on in things get a little fuzzy, except as we were leaving this weird little place, we had to take a test and match the quotation with the family member. except we had to do it online. and my best friend was listed on the page of quotations, as well, but he wasn't in the dream at all before that. the only quotation I remember was mari's and it was something along the lines of "poppy would cry for all that pretty paper left out in the rain." which made sense somehow, but I can't remember how. :> at any rate, none of us were wearing anything special, and the whole dream was tinted red, like there were red lights somewhere bleeding into the scene.

Date posted: May 13, 1999
Dreamer: naked!

What I remember so far is that greensea, Penny, Ladybee, Cusraque and I were all in the Biosphere and I was running from some killer and trying to save a pair of shoes that I haven't worn in years. I also remember that Penny was lying on the carpet next to my couch (and I don't even have a couch) and chatting with Ladybee.

Date posted: September 9, 1998
Dreamer: Trystan

Speaking of being 'possessed by AGFers,' I had this weird dream Sunday night (really Monday morning). I'd stayed up till 3:30am working on the faq, then I went to bed. I dreamt that I was at some place -- like Convergence or something-- and I was talking to all of these a.g.f. people who had contributed to the faq. They were all telling me stuff that was in their posts or email, all faq stuff. Gnat and just julia were discussing hair extentions, Penny Dreadful was showing me her favourite glitter, Sparky was showing people how to construct coffin purses and military medals, GothFaeri was displaying all her yummy-smelling soaps and skin paling recipes,Lady B. was flinging around yards of PVC and showing me how to sew it, Willow was assimilating more into The Collective, Jilli was reminding everyone "boots first, then corset," StrangeGirl was helping several people get nasty stains out of antique petticoats, Thessaly was mixing up a batch of Black Cherry hair dye, and Sande (with Gundy atop her head) was busy chronicling it all for the a.g.f.history project. And there were a million more a.g.f.ers hither and yon, all chattering away about stuff that would be really handy to have in the faq. While this was a lot of fun, there was something *really* odd about it... everyone was speaking in HTML code.

Date posted: November 23, 1998
Dreamer: Trystan

It was both my 30th birthday party (which is in Feb. '99) and Convergence at the same time. Except New Orleans looked a lot like So. First St. in San Jose, but all the clubs had fancy ironwork balconies, more like NOLA, and it was pretty muggy, weather-wise. For some reason, I was trying to find the rest of my party... I was supposed to meet my boi and some old friends and some a.g.f.ers at a particular club at a particular time so we could have birthday cake. I was wearing boots that looked like Smegg boots covered in fuschia glitter, and I was tottering around on the massive heels trying to walk as fast as I could (which wasn't very). And I was wearing a fuschia pvc corset trimmed in black bat cutouts that Yosa had made for me (in the dream). And I was wearing it with a bustled miniskirt of black lace & netty stuff, just like Jilli had suggested I make (in the dream). And I couldn't find anyone I knew, and the other Convergence-goers were all *not* wearing their laminates, so I couldn't tell if I was asking Lux or Basinke for directions to where-ever I was trying to go. So I stumbled (quite literally) into this one club that looked like Agenda in SJ, but, again, was in NOLA. And the music was really good, so I decided to dance even if I didn't recognize anyone there. And in the middle of the song, LadyBee (who was dj-ing) announced something to the effect of, "This song is for Trystan 'cause it's her 30th birthday, but would she please come out of hiding 'cause people are looking for her." I looked all around, but still didn't see anyone I knew. So I climbed the extreemly long & narrow staircase up to the dj booth so I could ask LadyBee where my group was. But when I got there, she was no-where to be found. And then I heard people singing "happy birthday to Trystan" from the club next door (which looked a lot like the Cactus Club in SJ, but was in NOLA). So I ran (well, as much as I could in those boots) next door, where the sign out front said my boi's band was playing. But I went in, and it was so crowded, I couldn't get anywhere near the stage or near anyone I recognized. So I went outside and sat on the curb and cursed those big boots.

Date dreamt: January 15, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

Jilli says something about perkygoff, mentions Katydid, Siani and Sande.

Date posted: May 30, 1999
Dreamer: Yosa

I had a dream about walking into a store filled with Jilli's hats- big feathered victorian creations. Wow.?In my dream they were all huge and perfect. Much like gothy versions of the hats in My Fair Lady- the ascot scene.?It was a Good Dream.

Date dreamt: June 21, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

...With two other women, one much older. In a moving contraption like a car? Anyway, go past stores. The older woman points out that this is a store she has gone to before. I look around in the store. The merchandise is not out in open displayed, but near wall, hung on wall or in shelves, like cubby-holded, so it is almost hidden. Big carpeted area. Store sells fabric. The other women are at the other side. I go there. They are checking out. The younger one (is it Jilli?) is buying Stargazer make-up. I go to look at the Stargazer display. This part of the store is different from the other side; the displays are out in the open. The Stargazer display is eye shadow; shimmery light blues, light lavenders.

Date dreamt: August 20, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

Jilli has replied to one of my posts from long ago. She hasn't posted in such along time. The subject header is Re: Jilli (either Welcome Back Maesie or Happy B'day Maesie ( something else don't remember) I know that the post is about C6, about a.g.f. convention or some kind of meet.

Date posted: Sept 21, 2001
Dreamer: Josie

I dreamt that I was feeding pastries to Jilli's cat, Dread Beast.

Date posted: November 15, 1999
Dreamer: Stormchoir

Two nights ago I had a dream that I was in a classroom giving some sort of speech and Karasu was there defending me from a group of snarky men throwing lewd comments at me. Seeing as I haven't a clue about what she looks like, I "saw" her as a pile of letters spelling her name.. which didn't seem a bit odd at the time.

had a bunch of weird agf dreams last night...The part with karasu being a guy.. yeah.. um. I was in school for some reason, and I'd just gotten switched into a new class with a bunch of people I didn't know. I started talking to a guy, knowing it was karasu, but also knowing he was supposed to be a she. He/she was pretty cute too ;) And Cal was stalking me.. She was wearing a short silver circle skirt, and a black shirt with a silver star on the front. Carrying a weird silver laser gun thing. Very superheroish. I think she was a bad guy tho ;)

Date dreamt: June 4, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

1) K. Quinn shows me around a city. We go to a small traffic island with a bench. Bench is damp except for one spot but it's being warmed by sun. K. Quinn pulls up a white lawn chair for me, which is near a table. It is obviously not K. Quinn in RL because I've never seen her but in the dream I know that it is she, don't remember what she looked like...

Date posted: November 12, 1999
Dreamer: Filigree

I was in a swap for general gothic items of clothing, and my partner was Kathryn from the UK. She sent me some Smeggs, and I'll tell you, I am most definitely *not* a bootwhore, because they looked like black tennies (?), and worn ones at that! I remember thinking, "so this is what all the fuss is about?"

Date posted: Dec 23, 2000
Dreamer: Ruhiel

I hopped a boat to England and went to stay with Kathryn and Aconite, who lived together with Kathryn's brother. It was a large ugly house with a blinking map of England with an arrow pointing to London that said YOU ARE HERE. Yes, It looked just like a mall map :) Anyway the brother gave me flannel pajamas with cows on them, and Kathryn and Aconite kept going upstairs to smoke and crimp their hair, since they thought I didn't smoke. British cars didn't come standard with back seats, and I got into an argument with a random Brit about how stupid that was, while she thought it made perfect sense not to pay for something you're not going to use. Then I got lost on an interstate (I know..), and missed the Manchester exit. I got back to the house and the only phone was one of those really old fashioned ones with the separate ear thing and mouth thing, only difference was it was made of glass and metal. Then I made a person to person call to timly to tell him I was safe.

Date dreamt: June 9, 2002
Dreamer: Éilis

Last night, I dreamed that I got on a train, and I had no idea where the train was going. The journey lasted a couple of days, and some of my students were on the train as well, but they got off at an earlier stop. Finally, we pulled into a station, and the conductor told me that this was my stop, and he'd help me with my trunk. I stepped down onto the platform, and Trystan greeted me, saying that the truck was waiting in front. I don't know what happened to my trunk, because it magically disappeared at this point, but Trystan and I clambered into the back of a huge pickup truck (I think it was red). We began riding through an incredibly beautiful metropolitan city. Maybe it's everyone's C8 pix permeating my subconscious, but all of the buildings were massive and old and had Montreal-type architechture. It had a European feel to it, but it was definitely America. Many of the buildings were white, and everything was so clean. No one was walking around on the street, and I don't remember seeing any businesses or signs on the buildings (although one was definitely a church and one was an enormous school), but there were so many cars and lots of trees and flowers alongside the street. The sunlight was dazzling...a gorgeous day. We cruised around the streets and roundabouts, chatting merrily in the back of the truck. At this point, I realised that Daednu, Kathryn, Serenova, and some guy I didn't know were also in the back of the pickup, and we were talking about how beautiful the city was. But it came to me that I had no idea where I was, what city I was in. So I asked Daednu, and she said, "This is Laramie, Wyoming."

Date dreamt: June 20, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

As I sprawl on the bed (pink-maroon bedcover), I espy through the window a man sitting on a (fake) horsey on my lawn (looking in). He is smiling insanely, like a mentally retarded person. I can only see him in the corner of my vision so I raise my hand and point to him to indicate to him that I know he's looking. -> Katydid is my neighbour. she is asking about mutual fund accounts. I know that my mother placed 52,000 in my account and probably won't go for Katydid's request, which is: That she and I open a joint account. She contributes 1 month 1000 dollars and then I contribute next month 1000 dollars. This way we both take advantage of higher interest rate. I say, my Mom set it up for me and that I can live off the interest later on. I pull Katydid over and point out the strange man to her. -> We're in the house now: Katydid, the strange man (who it turns out is not mentally retarded and is named Marcus) and myself. I come into the room and Marcus is on the telephone, playing a practical joke or for real, I'm not sure. He's saying into the phone that he's slamming the person (as in telephone slamming - unauthorized change of long-distance provider.) He is cut short by my arrival. I figure he's a scam artist. (He's got a dumb ox kind of look to him.) Whatever his scheme is, I seem to be half-interested, half-flattered with attention, but in the end, I throw him out...

Date dreamt: July 9, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

After meeting with a man about test papers, I go to classroom, see Katydid... She gives me a big hug. We are wondering where all the other people are. Check the other rooms.

Date dreamt: January 15, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

Jilli says something about perkygoff, mentions Katydid, Siani and Sande.

Date dreamt: March 10, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am in San Francisco. I am in a store, browsing, merchandise in a shopping basket. I spot katydid and I think to myself, sadly, I told chessie the wrong information, katydid's not in Georgia, she's moved back to S.F. Sarai is in the store and so is GothFaeri, down the aisleway. GothFaeri says, Why didn't you call me? I say (re: C5 giftbasket swap), You're the only one who hasn't confirmed yet. Are you still in? Meanwhile, Sarai says she wants to be in the C5 giftbasket swap. I say, do you have a match-up. She says, Yes. It's someone named Vicki O. I decide I don't want to buy anything and return the goods to their places.

Date dreamt: December 6, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

Sparky has written me a long letter. I skim it and see mention of __(name of baby boy)__ and birth statistics. I assume Sparky is talking about Katydid and that Katydid has had a baby boy. I feel very happy for Katydid. Then I realize that Sparky has been writing about Clayton and I find it strange that Clayton has a baby boy so I look above in the letter and it's a listing of when Clayton will be featured on TV, such as Channel 11, 10 o'clock. I realize I won't be able to see those programs, for that is the local news or local channels and I am not in California. Now I see a chalkboard. A voice, perhaps Sparky's, says, "Like you," and proceeds to read the hand-written sentence on the chalkboard, which says, continuing "he wants to write new treatments."

Date dreamt: February 26, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

...Walking through the lobby, I remember that I've forgotten Sparky's phone number too. I think I'll call Katydid to ask here, and then I remember that Katydid doesn't have Sparky's phone number either.

Date dreamt: June 3, 2001
Dreamer: Sande

Am I with Sparky? We are seeking Katydid. Katydid works at a Japanese restaurant. We can't find her.

I had an agf dream just last night.. Part of it was inspired by that weird-as-all-hell adult muppet movie 'Meet the Feebles'..there's a thread about it on a mailing list I'm on, so I had a doubly internet-motivated dream..shoot me. So it goes like this: I'm sitting in this large opera house, & I'm in one of the really nice boxes rather close to the stage. I'm alone, reclining on a fringed brocade chaise in a red silk dress & holding a massive cigarette holder, all diva-like. Just as I start to wonder what a chaise is doing in a opera box, the curtain goes up. This is..where it gets weird. A muppet with hair down to her feet & bee wings attached to her back is lowered down to the stage in an enormous glittering platform shoe. Just a guess, but I assume this is LadyB. She is helped out of the shoe by the PennyD muppet, & I know it's Penny because of the pink hair..they hop closer to the lip of the stage, & I notice that the audience is filled with people from ag, agf, & my mailing lists..there's Marcus Pan, surrounded by an entourage of adopted babygoths..there's Abracadaver, swaddled in 80's finery..occasionally a skinny little Sexbat muppet will make an appearance by swooping over the audience, suspended on a string.

Date posted: September 9, 1998
Dreamer: Trystan

Speaking of being 'possessed by AGFers,' I had this weird dream Sunday night (really Monday morning). I'd stayed up till 3:30am working on the faq, then I went to bed. I dreamt that I was at some place -- like Convergence or something-- and I was talking to all of these a.g.f. people who had contributed to the faq. They were all telling me stuff that was in their posts or email, all faq stuff. Gnat and just julia were discussing hair extentions, Penny Dreadful was showing me her favourite glitter, Sparky was showing people how to construct coffin purses and military medals, GothFaeri was displaying all her yummy-smelling soaps and skin paling recipes,Lady B. was flinging around yards of PVC and showing me how to sew it, Willow was assimilating more into The Collective, Jilli was reminding everyone "boots first, then corset," StrangeGirl was helping several people get nasty stains out of antique petticoats, Thessaly was mixing up a batch of Black Cherry hair dye, and Sande (with Gundy atop her head) was busy chronicling it all for the a.g.f.history project. And there were a million more a.g.f.ers hither and yon, all chattering away about stuff that would be really handy to have in the faq. While this was a lot of fun, there was something *really* odd about it... everyone was speaking in HTML code.

Date posted: November 23, 1998
Dreamer: Trystan

It was both my 30th birthday party (which is in Feb. '99) and Convergence at the same time. Except New Orleans looked a lot like So. First St. in San Jose, but all the clubs had fancy ironwork balconies, more like NOLA, and it was pretty muggy, weather-wise. For some reason, I was trying to find the rest of my party... I was supposed to meet my boi and some old friends and some a.g.f.ers at a particular club at a particular time so we could have birthday cake. I was wearing boots that looked like Smegg boots covered in fuschia glitter, and I was tottering around on the massive heels trying to walk as fast as I could (which wasn't very). And I was wearing a fuschia pvc corset trimmed in black bat cutouts that Yosa had made for me (in the dream). And I was wearing it with a bustled miniskirt of black lace & netty stuff, just like Jilli had suggested I make (in the dream). And I couldn't find anyone I knew, and the other Convergence-goers were all *not* wearing their laminates, so I couldn't tell if I was asking Lux or Basinke for directions to where-ever I was trying to go. So I stumbled (quite literally) into this one club that looked like Agenda in SJ, but, again, was in NOLA. And the music was really good, so I decided to dance even if I didn't recognize anyone there. And in the middle of the song, LadyBee (who was dj-ing) announced something to the effect of, "This song is for Trystan 'cause it's her 30th birthday, but would she please come out of hiding 'cause people are looking for her." I looked all around, but still didn't see anyone I knew. So I climbed the extreemly long & narrow staircase up to the dj booth so I could ask LadyBee where my group was. But when I got there, she was no-where to be found. And then I heard people singing "happy birthday to Trystan" from the club next door (which looked a lot like the Cactus Club in SJ, but was in NOLA). So I ran (well, as much as I could in those boots) next door, where the sign out front said my boi's band was playing. But I went in, and it was so crowded, I couldn't get anywhere near the stage or near anyone I recognized. So I went outside and sat on the curb and cursed those big boots.

Date posted: December 11, 1998
Dreamer: Christiane

Okay, it happened. I was away for one day - ONE! And you guys showed up in my dream last night. Basinke, you were Bobinke at the outset... we were all at a club, I'm assuming it was at C5 because I've been obsessing over that quite a bit lately. You showed up as Bobinke first then pranced away across the dance floor as LadyBee, Trystan, all the RichmondGoths (Hi Teleute! You had extensions in my dream!), and Xian swarmed about. Lots of other a.g.f'ers were there too, I just can't remember all the details any more. You all had poofy tulle skirts on, even Xian (who mooo'ed a lot)... then Basinke bounced back over, as herself, and we all did a bunny-hop in towering platforms. Too weird. Bear in mind now, I've only seen pics of a few of you... yet I bet when I do get a chance to meet whoever from my dream shows up at C5, I'm betting that they look JUST like my dream caricatures.

Date posted: January 23, 1999
Dreamer: Penny Dreadful

I had a dream the other morning that I was at Lady Bathory's pad (which was a *huge* multi-level house filled with innumerable electronic gadgets--entertainment systems, fridge with ice in the door, revolving disco balls . . .), and we were planning to work on making hairpieces/accessories for the C5 ponystall. The problem was: Howard Stern. Now, I like Howard Stern, but Miss LadyBee had about a zillion radios, and he was on *ALL* of them, and it was too loud. We went from radio to radio, turning them off (all the "Power" buttons were hard to find). But after about thirty seconds, they'd come on again, so we were running from room to room, up and down stairs, turning off radios that just kept coming on again. Lady Bathory was wearing a cute little black chemise-like dress, and I tickled her sides. She patted my behind. I think those were my favourite parts. ;-} Anyhell, we gave up on the radios, and for some reason instead of making falls, we were wrapping clods of dirt/grass in toilet paper and lining them up on the edge of the bathtub.

Date dreamt: January 24, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am at a small store, on line to purchase two items. One of the items is black pomade in a small plastic bag with a cardboard label stapled to it on top. Lady Bathory is the cashier. The cashier area is raised. (She is named Bocet? or the owner of the store is named Bocet?) rings up my items. The pomade costs 178.?? + tax of 77.?? Chitchat: asks me if I know what pomade is. I take out my wallet, about to take out my VISA card (I think, it's too expensive, I shouldn't buy it) when I ask if it would be OK if I didn't want it. But she's already rung it up and refers me to the owner (next to her in the cashier area)...

Date posted: March 10, 1999
Dreamer: Jenn (audacity)

Well, it was bound to happen, I finally had a dream about you guys...In my dream, I had had a little baby girl, and it was one of those kids who was born with practically no hair and I was about to resort to the old method of making a pony tail that sticks straight up with a huge pink bow when Lady Bee intervened and saved me little girl by giving her extensions galore and suddenly my newborn baby had BIG glam hair.

Date posted: March 10, 1999
Dreamer: Bekah

Not quoting anything, all I have to say is that Miss Bathory must have been pretty busy last night because she was in one of *my* dreams as well :P We were out shopping together and got into a fight over who was going to get this black and blue glittery rubber waist-cincher / corset thing of which there was only one left. I gave up and she bought it. And it was my dream damnit! I can't even have the cool in my own dreams? What's up with that? Next time the corset's mine!

Date posted: March 22, 1999
Dreamer: Made1eine

Another odd agf dream to report. Last night I dreamed I was in NOLA before C5, but everyone was still there, waiting around for laminates. I was waiting in line in front of a cemetary with Lady B and a bunch of other regular agfers.

Date posted: April 20, 1999
Dreamer: Sheila Marie

It starts off with me opening a box that came from Lady B and Penny's Tart Blossom stuff, it was two matching long pony falls in black with blue streaks, which starts out odd because my hair is red. Right away I start wondering how I'm going to get this stuff to match my hair, but say "screw it" anyway and put one on. After talking with the hubby, and playing, I take out the fall, and then I get a phone call. Lady B is in town and wants to come visit (this is in NOLA which is odd because I don't live there anymore). She comes over to my house (which is actually my sisters old place down the street from my mom, I have never lived there) in this black sports car that she rented from the airport. She's wearing Smeggs short circle skirt, either a camisole or tank top, no makeup and no falls. I'm in typical jeans/t-shirt/combat boots. We play with the falls a bit, and she pulls out some extra's that are in the box (plastic ribbon with wires, and a leather headband, I know this stuff DOES NOT come with the falls!!) We leave to go riding about the town and along the way, she tells me to put on the headband which I do, but it hurts because its very rigid, but it keeps my hair back and doesn't threaten to fall out, so I leave it on. We stop at k-mart (the one in the dream recently closed!) and start walking around. and she goes to the men's department where she picks out a plaid button down the front shirt sleeved that comes with a matching tie for her SO. I kinda grimace and figured that he needed it for a costume or something. We then check out and leave to bring me home because she had something to do, only she's going in the wrong direction, and the road changes into a local road to the interstate between NOLA and Baton Rouge. I tell her that my house is the other way so she turns around. I spot a tow truck and tell her to stop because I need them to go move my car to the repair shop. With the tow truck behind us, we pull into my yard and I wave bye to Lady B explaining that she doesn't need to go through New Orleans East to get back to the French Quarter and off she goes. I then turn my attention to the tow truck driver showing him my car (the one I gave to a friend over a year ago because it had died and I just outright hated the beats), only, right before my eyes, it turned into a bicycle made of tree branches with the tires sawed off. I tell the driver that I can fix it with some epoxy at my mom's house and that I didn't need him after all and then pluck the bike from the tree it hung on and walked to my mothers house and wake up.

Date posted: May 13, 1999
Dreamer: naked!

What I remember so far is that greensea, Penny, Ladybee, Cusraque and I were all in the Biosphere and I was running from some killer and trying to save a pair of shoes that I haven't worn in years. I also remember that Penny was lying on the carpet next to my couch (and I don't even have a couch) and chatting with Ladybee.

Date posted: May 31, 1999
Dreamer: Melusine

last night I dreamed I was shopping for gifts for Ru in this shopping center that for some reason was located among these really decrepit warehouses(at about 1130 at night in a drizzling rain) While inside, I see Lady B on an upper level and wave and everyone else starts staring at me and later a businessman starts hitting on me-and then my sister comes and drags me away and we smoke cigarettes in a taxi...Ru did get some cool gifts as I recall...;)

Date e-mailed: July 8, 1999
Dreamer: LBRH

It was my birthday and _everyone_ had sent me Tart Blossom bunches, including two sets of black, purple and yellow falls. I never wear yellow, so I went to the Tart Blossom shop to exchange them. I had trouble getting someone to drive me but I finally got to the shop, which was in a very upscale mall with lots of white marble everywhere. The shop itself was a lot like a flower shop, with pony falls, anime switches, etc spilling out of planters and wrapped up like posies. I exchanged the offending falls for a set of silver hairbobs with silver glitter balls (kind of like mini disco balls) and twirly silver ribbon, complimented Ladybee on her hat (it was very Jackie O, black with a red ribbon) and went home to try on my new hair finery.

Date dreamt: August 16, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

In the recap, I am trying to name a person in the dream (who was at the check-out?) I say "LadyBee." A hand with chalk writes, "Bee" in white chalk on the chalkboard and circles the word. I have a sense that I've guessed correctly, but immediately I think of the word, ladybug.

Date posted: August 25, 1999
Dreamer: Batty Boop

I dreampt that I was at a Drag Club and that I was watching a stage with a Drag Show going on, the whole stage was wallpapered with an AGF monogram, and all the queens were dressed gothy. One looked like Valor, and me and some friends kept laughing about how hairy he was. In the same club I remember there were vendors and one of them was my firned VLillyV selling her clothing and the other was Tart Blossom, I don't remember what she said but I remember that Ladybee kept heckling some of the less fab looking Drag Queens.

Date posted: August 29, 1999
Dreamer: Trill

OK. So, I'm leaving my house and going to the goth club here with my boi, except I am wearing blue jeans and a tshirt. We are waiting to get in and Ladybee and Basinke and Yosa are all there. Everyone looks fab except for me, so I decide to go home and change, except suddenly I live upstairs from the club. Anyway, I am changing and my boi is lacing me into my corset and there is a knock on the door. It's Penny Dreadful, wearing jeans and a shirt, and she sez "I've been looking everywhere for a place to change but no one wants to let me use their place! Can I change here?" and I let her...and then I woke up.

Date posted: October 6, 1999
Dreamer: Narcissa

I dreamed I was roommates with Ladybee and I was meeting a UPS truck outside because I had stayed home from work. They didn't want to give me her packages, but after making diagrams of what was in the packages, they (a man and a woman--a married UPS team) gave them to me. I had to tell them her last name first. Then they asked me how my Dad was and if I wanted to go for a ride with them...

Date dreamt: October 9, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

...I am at the play rehearsal. It's like a clubhouse or a tree house. The play involves a woman who remarries, takes some of her children along, abandons the rest. She neglects the children. Especially vulnerable is the baby which is left outside in the cold. Am I an understudy? Now I am at the location where the play will be put on. It's a much sturdier house. I climb the stairs to a second story patio, where the baby will be left outside. And then... I use hammock as a body sling to get me to a window into the house... The production manager explains that in the play, the character must rescue the baby and cross up on the roof. The two sides of the roof will move in and out so that it's like an obstacle course. As I come down from the house, I see the advertising placard in front of the house proclaiming the dates of performance. CKDerrick thinks we don't have to be back until the 28th but I see the date for the 24th and the name "LadyBee" painted on the placard. Obviously, she has a role in the play. CKDerrick is driving. We have a few days before the play. I take out a pink-colored chewing gum. I think the flavor is strawberry. I cut it up and pass it around to everyone, first to Vips, then the front of the van(?), then 2 guys sitting near me and Vips. The flavor isn't intense enough, so I take out another piece and pass that around too. One of the guys isn't paying attention so I skip over him and give the piece to the next guy. He then awakens and steals the piece from the other guy. I divide my piece in half and give it to the last guy. It's Halloween night so there are pranksters about. A group of sorority girls are blocking traffic in the road by purposefully standing in the way. I don't know how CKDerrick is manuevering around them because when I look at the navigation screen the computer can't react fast enough to the sorority girls' movements. The image is blurred. CKDerrick says he's looking through the windshield. I look through the windshield and see that there's a straight road. Very dark outside. We're weaving from side to side at a great speed. I see a sorority girl very shocked that CKDerrick isn't even slowing down and heading right for her. She hurriedly gets out of the way. There is another obstacle, which CKDerrick gets through as well. We are not moving. Because I am concerned with hooligans, I want to close the door. It's like a tent door and slide door, but there's a lock. I ask, Who's got the key? At another part of the road, there are many archers aiming at targets, but all the bullets not arrows are coming toward us. I'm worried that it will scratch the car. CKDerrick swerves the car to the right so that we're half off the road half on the road and we pass this obstacle. Now there's a drunk guy in the street and a group of other guys by the side of the road. One from the group points a gun at the drunk guy, as in a game of chicken. But now another guy stumbles in between them. CKDerrick is outside. He's holding a remote, which slides the tent/van along. He walks in between the two drunk guys. We're moving along slowly and very concerned because we have the actual Mona Lisa painting in the back with us. Then, the tent collapses. The actor who played Jeremy on All My Children sees one of our party dressed in Arab headdress, light blue and white, and starts speaking in French to someone, acting like this is an international event.

Date posted: November 16, 1999
Dreamer: Heather Holder

I dreamed I went back to Orlando, and Penny D, Ladybee, and Xian were all going to meet me there. We met at a hotel and took a limo for an all-day shopping spree! Afterwards, we headed to Magic Kingdom and rode Haunted Mansion a few times, then sat outside and compared our purchases for the day.

Date posted: January 17, 2000
Dreamer: Make-Up Girl

last night in part of my dream I suddenly had the coolest knee-length, purple-and-white pony falls. I was standing there with a friend and I was saying how they looked just like Lady B's, except hers were purple and black.

Date posted: January 21, 2000
Dreamer: Adrianna

I dreamed that I was sitting at home, watching Tenchi Muyo when Ladybee called me to tell me that Saiira and Bridget were going to come from the UK to give me hair extentions. And I said "ok" but was throughly baffled because Bridget isn't from the UK, but anyways... So Saiira and Bridget get to my house about 5 minutes later and touch my head with a glittery wand with a big black and purple maribou tuft on the end. I suddenly have butt-length blonde streaked with fuschia loose hair extentions. Yay! But then they said they had to leave because the next day was Easter and they couldn't miss the big UK easter party. (a uk easter party? it made sense in my dream...)

Date posted: January 22, 2000
Dreamer: Lucy Bond

I dreamed I was in Seattle at C6, which was being held in a huge old university building, complete with accomodation & a comunal dining hall. I was very happy that the weather was cool & breezy (I thought I'd melt at C5) & I went & sat down by a big river or estuary where there were huge grey rocks going down into the water. Dunno if this is anything like Seattle. The embarassing part of the dream was that I was really an ancient vampire, but I was just at C6 to have a good time & yet all the local vampire-hunters knew I was coming. They had put a sign on my door saying 'Attention Staff Members: The Vampire Is In Here' :/ One of them chased me all over the building, until I had to leap down a huge stairwell to get away. Holy water didn't work on me. The agf peeps were having lunch (Mari wearing a velvet hood trimmed with black marabou, with her deep pink curls just showing under it, Basinke looking very like her latest webcam pic) & I wanted to talk to them, but everyone seemed very sad, & then someone started telling me how cool my fangs were & where did I get them done, which embarassed me horribly. Oh no! Visible fangs in public! So I left. Bee & Penny were in the hall outside my room later, with their arms round eachother, still looking really down. I was in bed, under the covers & called Bee to come over & gave her a hug, through the duvet. How chaste.

Date dreamt: February 15, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I am checking my e-mail. I get a CC: e-mail from LadyBee. has posted something to a.g.f. Someone responded and wrote that he thought .jpgs couldn't be posted to the newsgroup. In a direct tone, not angry, LadyBee responds that he is wrong. She signs, < RL name>

Date posted: June 25, 2000
Dreamer: Heidi Evans

I had a weird nightmare that I made a mistake on an order and was being publicly berated by Ladybee and Mare.

Date posted: August 13, 2000
Dreamer: Heidi Evans

It's in kind of a weird semi-detached perspective, where part of the time I AM the character and part of time I'm just watching like a movie, and it's about this young girl who is trying to escape from her evil abusive father with the help of/in order to join a secret underground paramilitary society led by her mother, who turns out to be---Ladybee! Assorted other agfers whose pics I've seen online also appear as members of the secret society. Very bizarre.

Date e-mailed: Sept 11, 2000
Dreamer: Juniper

So it was a monday night (one of our main club nights here in Champaign-Urbana, IL), and i didn't want to go to C Street (the club the night is held at). So I drove to NYC to see if i could convince the agf contingent there to go shopping. It took me like an hour of driving (???? it's like a good 12 hours+ from here) to get there. But when i did, i went to Mari's apt. and was given the grand tour alond with Xian. The building had housed a beauty school in the past, so all the ground level aptments had the large dome shaped industrial hairdriers in them. We didn't go shopping for some reason, but went up to the roof of the building. There was a large garden on it, and when we came out the door Bas and Yosa were there. They said that they had come for a picnic (again ???? as they both are further away from NYC than I). So we ordered Indian food and cucumber sandwiches, Lady Bee showed up at the same time as the food, and we all sat in garden chairs (which were black and purple) at the edge of the garden (near the edge of the roof) and watched fireworks, and ate food.

Date dreamt: August 18, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

...I am in a supermarket, but I'm also answering posts on a.g.f. Leigh Gardner's over there. I pick up a spheroid mesh and to type, I press the blue wires of the sphere. (It doesn't state what are the letters, so I'm afraid of typos.) I look over and my monitor is not on. I turn it on and the computer starts to boot up. So I glance over to where Leigh is. There's a monitor there. GothFaeri replied to one of my posts so I'm trying to post some superfluous post about platform shoes, trying to add a statement about how one can't run in them. Necroangel and Leigh are sitting there, commenting on my post (don't understand the sentence I've written). I go over and see a typo (it was supposed to say "others.") Leigh looks at me and says, referring to the typing sphere, "That's why I borrowed Mare's mouse pad (just hook it up???)" Now I'm confused as to what I was trying to say in that sentence. I go back to where I was and start fast typing using the sphere, finishing up my post. GothFaeri was over at the other computer too and some girl was trying to do something and I thought it deleted my post (that's why I went over there to see if it was deleted and noticed the typo that was supposed to be "others.") Now I watch what was posted on a TV screen monitor perched up high in the supermarket...

Date dreamt: October 16, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

Leigh Gardner is a kind, gentle, ___?___ person.

Date dreamt: March 27, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am at a store counter purchasing items. There is a woman cashier. I got Buy One Get One Free. Something's weird happening. Giant figures have become alive and all of us are in danger of being squashed. I see a young man, but his face is not there, it's more like a cowl around nothingness... and he has on a cloak... like the cloak Salieri wore in Amadeus. I know of course he has a head, just like if you took off my papier-mâch?equine head, you would not see my head. I unwrap the equine head a bit. I try to figure out how to put it back as it was and I can't. Outside, there are two giant figures. I am running away, across a field. Someone throws a baseball and a giant figure hits it. The ball whizzes by me. Another day, I am at the same store counter, same woman cashier, purchasing items. I no longer have on the equine head. I say to the woman, I got those Buy One Get One Free last week. She explains that was only on Saturday. I remember that's when weird stuff was happening. I notice that the roof is caved in/warped, as if one of the giant figures had started to step there but then decided not to. I feel like the building is flimsy, as if it were made of Legos. I decided I rather not come back Saturday. I leave. Outside is panic/chaos. On top of the building, running around, are paramilitary men with automatic rifles. They are shooting. I see Ligeia and Vlad. Perhaps they are running to the car ahead of me. I get into a red Formula One dragster racecar from the 80's... The cars start going, following one another. In circles around the structure, to confuse the enemy. Driving at immensely fast speeds. A man and a woman inside a home. The dragster racecar has a particular sound to it. The man says to his wife, That's a Formula One drag racer from the 80's! He opens his door to see the cars. Aerial view: The cars are speeding along. The two cars ahead of me lose their way. I am following closely, but in the loop-t-loop, I end up ahead of the car that was previously ahead of me.

Date dreamt: April 23, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

XLoreleiX responds to my post (summary: stop it with the spelling flames) with a scathing flame back. I respond with some kind of point that involves lots of candy and then I'm thinking that it might seem apologetic that I gave her all this candy so I want to announce that the candy is for everyone to have. I am thinking this as I am sitting in a seat, other people around.

Date posted: March 26, 2000
Dreamer: Claire

I had my very first AGF dream last night :) In my dream, I was shopping with Saiira, Lucy Bond and Narnia. Saiira had glittery purple eyebrows and eye make-up, Lucy was as cute as ever all in bloo and pink and Narnia was just very, very beautiful. We were all looking at the make-up in boots and I was looking at the Maybelline liquid eyeliners and I picked one up and I tried the colour on the back of my hand and I noticed that the eyeliner itself was about half a metre long and I said to Lucy "oh, it's far too heavy and awkward to use" and Lucy measured it next to her leg and said "it's nearly as long as my legs!" and we all laughed. The weirdest thing was that Boots was in an underground car park and it was very cold.

Date posted: Oct 11, 2000
Dreamer: KP

I was on some train going somewhere, a few seats behind me sat Lucy (dressed as Alice) and Cal (dressed as the Mad Hatter)....not the Disney versions, the book illustration versions. Someone announced that it was Califia's birthday and the car erupted in applause, confetti, and glitter. Lucy announced a surprise for her and suddenly "Anthony" (my dream decided he looked just like Inigo Montoya) came cart wheeling down the aisle with a tea tray (yup, cart wheeling and dancing... all while hanging on to the tea tray) ...followed by several minstrels, carrying a big cake. Anthony /Inigo tripped mid-cartwheel and his tea tray went flying, spilling sewing notions everywhere (bobbins, ribbons, buttons, beads). I started picking up buttons and beads.

Date dreamt: Oct 5, 2002
Dreamer: Anne Thrax

Last night Lucy Bond kidnapped me and took me to a park with swings and a pond. We went over to the pond to feed the ducks some soup, but when we got there we discovered the duckies were covered in black grease, so we tried to clean them, but they flew away, only to reveal a pond full of mannequins heads, all with faded coloured hair. Then we went to the Underworld in Camden to see a power metal band called Dragons Shield. I don't know the lovely Lucy, have never spoken to her and have no idea what she looks like, but in my dream was blonde and glamorous.

It was a weird one, too. I had a plane ticket in my hand (On southwest airlines) and it had my destination on there, and it was to "Made1eine's house". I boarded the gate, and woke up.

Date dreamt: March 24, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

Newsgroups header Organization: P? (? don't remember the word except it started with P) Sess: Something about tannic acid and Luluwhite...

Date dreamt: April 21, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

...At the bridge, they (the group of people we're with) want to flood it as a historical re-enactment. I drive the car to the parking lot but first we go down steps and realize this whole place will be flooded - I am talking to Luluwhite and GothFaeri, or is it ? - more likely . Luluwhite (Mare) relates some story (account? gossip? don't remember story?) and at the end, I remark that the protagonist seems sorta gay. GothFaeri or says, in an admittedly sort of way, "Yeah, he does." Luluwhite says, "Really?"...

Date dreamt: August 18, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

...I am in a supermarket, but I'm also answering posts on a.g.f. Leigh Gardner's over there. I pick up a spheroid mesh and to type, I press the blue wires of the sphere. (It doesn't state what are the letters, so I'm afraid of typos.) I look over and my monitor is not on. I turn it on and the computer starts to boot up. So I glance over to where Leigh is. There's a monitor there. GothFaeri replied to one of my posts so I'm trying to post some superfluous post about platform shoes, trying to add a statement about how one can't run in them. Necroangel and Leigh are sitting there, commenting on my post (don't understand the sentence I've written). I go over and see a typo (it was supposed to say "others.") Leigh looks at me and says, referring to the typing sphere, "That's why I borrowed Mare's mouse pad (just hook it up???)" Now I'm confused as to what I was trying to say in that sentence. I go back to where I was and start fast typing using the sphere, finishing up my post. GothFaeri was over at the other computer too and some girl was trying to do something and I thought it deleted my post (that's why I went over there to see if it was deleted and noticed the typo that was supposed to be "others.") Now I watch what was posted on a TV screen monitor perched up high in the supermarket...

Date posted: March 25, 1999
Dreamer: filigree

I can't remember too much, other than the Cornerstone and it's owner (Mare) were involved in some kind of murder case, and agfers were being questioned (well, I was anyways). That's all I remember, and that it felt very sad and serious.

Date posted: June 25, 2000
Dreamer: Heidi Evans

I had a weird nightmare that I made a mistake on an order and was being publicly berated by Ladybee and Mare.

Date posted: October 22, 1998
Dreamer: greensea

Last night I dreamt that Mari was sending me all these files to get me to stop using Dejanews to post (hehe) and then we were washing a bunch of sweaters in a laundromat filled with goths. Then Amphigorey and I were walking down some hall, and we ran into an adorable 5-year-old babygoth... she was in first grade, and had long black hair in ponytails, and was wearing a SOM shirt as a dress and lots of makeup.

Date dreamt: January 3, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am in NYC. Have parked my black luxury car and met people. Ask Sarai (she lives at Columbia) if I can stay at her place. She agrees. She gives me these directions: After each block, I should make a left turn. I don't want to bother with the directions so I go on the subway with them. When we arrive at lobby of Sarai's place (perhaps now she has turned into Mari now that I remember that Mari is at Columbia?), as I walk in at the double doors, there's a bunch of things on the floor near the aisle like a processional. The first item is small/short compared to the thing next to it. The first item is a broken brass (copper?) angel. It has no base. I say that I gave one to and there's only the base left and I gave one to and it was completely trashed and I gave one to Stacy (but I really meant ) (And ?) I go to sleep on the (Sarai's) couch, thinking this is good because I don't have to look for car at night; I'll be up to this during the day.

Date posted: July 10, 1999
Dreamer: Sola

I was a prisoner of war , being held in a small, but comfortable room near the top of a goverment complex. The room was appointed much like any bedroom, and through the picture window i could see the city below and the custard yellow, double-sunned sky. The door was only locked with a latch, but a guard was posted outside it. He was friendly, letting me generally do as i please and making sarcastic comments about my escape. After a while, there was a knock, and the guard said that i had visitors. The door opened to let a tumble of a.g.fers in an amorphous mass (I know mari and Sarai and Yosa were in it, though, and a tall, black woman) invade the room. One (i think the tall woman) stopped at the vanity and showed me a pair of black, fan-shaped glass bottles, one filled with green poweder and one filled with purple. "You can use these for everything", she said, pointing out the label.. lipstick, eyeliner, eyeshadow. "You might be trapped in here, but you can still paint." The guard was mentioning something about how some of the other prisioners, on other floors, were paid a small amount per day in cash, ostenisbly so that they could bribe the small officals of the very goverment that was imprisioning them. One of the a.g.fers commented: "I suppose that when you've been at war a long time, you learn the art of it." The next day they returned, this time to take me to a costume party. We were all milling around the room getting dressed, and someone got the bright idea to dress up her pet dog as a giant hamburger , stuff all my belongings inside the bun, and simply not return after the party. This was agreed on, and it must have worked, because the next thing i remember was sitting at a desk across the city, examining a reel of film frame by frame.

Date posted: July 29, 1999
Dreamer: Merciful

I was visiting Detroit, and managed to find an MAC counter at a department store. But the counter was really nasty--it was unattended, the testers were in bad shape, and the "weird" colors were pretty much unavailable. No super-pale Studiofix or Cyber lippie. It turned out I had to attend a funeral in Chicago, so I called gnat to find out if MAC was available anywhere in town. She assured me it was. For some reason, some of the NYC crowd were going to the funeral too, so I happily called eliane/Sarah and told her about the MAC. She told me to meet them at 11:45 in a certain mall. She warned me we'd have to pay a $2 cover to use the restrooms. My boi and I showed up at the mall, and for some reason Poppy [GothFaeri] was there at the meeting point. I recognized her by the long red hair, though I haven't met her IRL. We stuck with her, and soon eliane and mari arrived. (I was wearing this short black dress with a square "bustle" pleat in back, just like what elly wore to an IRL wedding recently. I *think* mari was in a long-sleeved, high-necked black shirt with a holo skirt, eliane was in a silver lame' tank top and black jeans, and Poppy was in a simple black tank dress.) Eliane and I discussed chewing gum while others freshened up. I wondered where Sarai was, but decided she must be in California. Then, I was guided to the MAC...there was a whole store full of it! I knew everything would be in stock, and as we approached the entrance I knew I'd have to hurry to find everything I wanted because the funeral was at 12:30.

Date posted: January 22, 2000
Dreamer: Lucy Bond

I dreamed I was in Seattle at C6, which was being held in a huge old university building, complete with accomodation & a comunal dining hall. I was very happy that the weather was cool & breezy (I thought I'd melt at C5) & I went & sat down by a big river or estuary where there were huge grey rocks going down into the water. Dunno if this is anything like Seattle. The embarassing part of the dream was that I was really an ancient vampire, but I was just at C6 to have a good time & yet all the local vampire-hunters knew I was coming. They had put a sign on my door saying 'Attention Staff Members: The Vampire Is In Here' :/ One of them chased me all over the building, until I had to leap down a huge stairwell to get away. Holy water didn't work on me. The agf peeps were having lunch (Mari wearing a velvet hood trimmed with black marabou, with her deep pink curls just showing under it, Basinke looking very like her latest webcam pic) & I wanted to talk to them, but everyone seemed very sad, & then someone started telling me how cool my fangs were & where did I get them done, which embarassed me horribly. Oh no! Visible fangs in public! So I left. Bee & Penny were in the hall outside my room later, with their arms round eachother, still looking really down. I was in bed, under the covers & called Bee to come over & gave her a hug, through the duvet. How chaste.

Date posted: March 28, 2000
Dreamer: naked!

so last night after drifting off I had the strangest dream about going to hawaii with my roommate and staying in a bungalow with pink lights. somehow I climbed into the phone and ended up in Pittsburgh with Kristoff (of Punk Ass Gear fame...who isn't really an a.g.f-er) and Megan and Christy Sawyer. Lawrence Fishburne was also in the dream, and he had a big afro and was wearing 70s clothing. He was our father, and the uncle of Poppy and Mari (and a few other people whose names escape me). We went into this synagogue that was decorated on the inside like a gothic cathedral (hey, I'm an art history major, I notice these things ;) and we had to watch a film about chicken wire and floods, which made everyone except our little family cry. and I tried to kill steve buscemi for putting his feet on my face while my eyes were closed (I hate feet...ugh) so I waited for him outside the womens' restroom so I could kick the shit out of him, but got bored and walked back to the movie room. So from here on in things get a little fuzzy, except as we were leaving this weird little place, we had to take a test and match the quotation with the family member. except we had to do it online. and my best friend was listed on the page of quotations, as well, but he wasn't in the dream at all before that. the only quotation I remember was mari's and it was something along the lines of "poppy would cry for all that pretty paper left out in the rain." which made sense somehow, but I can't remember how. :> at any rate, none of us were wearing anything special, and the whole dream was tinted red, like there were red lights somewhere bleeding into the scene.

Date e-mailed: Sept 11, 2000
Dreamer: Juniper

So it was a monday night (one of our main club nights here in Champaign-Urbana, IL), and i didn't want to go to C Street (the club the night is held at). So I drove to NYC to see if i could convince the agf contingent there to go shopping. It took me like an hour of driving (???? it's like a good 12 hours+ from here) to get there. But when i did, i went to Mari's apt. and was given the grand tour alond with Xian. The building had housed a beauty school in the past, so all the ground level aptments had the large dome shaped industrial hairdriers in them. We didn't go shopping for some reason, but went up to the roof of the building. There was a large garden on it, and when we came out the door Bas and Yosa were there. They said that they had come for a picnic (again ???? as they both are further away from NYC than I). So we ordered Indian food and cucumber sandwiches, Lady Bee showed up at the same time as the food, and we all sat in garden chairs (which were black and purple) at the edge of the garden (near the edge of the roof) and watched fireworks, and ate food.

Date posted: April 8, 2000
Dreamer: Stormchoir

I had a vivid dream this morning that I found Megan's Hot Topic dress for $11.00 and I was overly worried that it wouldn't fit her. It turned out to a sz small. Butcher BB showed up with gorgeous aquamarine hair and volunteered to take it to her.

Date dreamt: June 13, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

...Mishian and I come to a barrier, a very solid metal wall. There's a door and Mishian tries a key, which is useless. (I go around?) Now I'm on the other side. I open the door but it's not the door Mishian is at. There's a slope and I am high above while she is below. I reach my hand through the opening and try to reach her. I want to pull her up.

Date dreamt: April 18, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

...3) Ladies in camo jackets, but they have deltas, body suits underneath. I go inside a car and tell ? about this. Then I find out that you needed a permit, like when shooting a film. I go to find the RA or person in charge. They have a lounge, room they are in. The one I know is in an airplane as a passenger and the pilot is doing aerial stunts (she's not too happy about this). Instead, I talk to another RA-type person. She tells me to forget about it. moses? and her husband(?) are nearby, sitting at a table.

Date dreamt: Oct 20, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I am showing moses my collection of porcelain figures. One has a wobbly head and I can see a strip of color has fallen off. There are pieces. I am looking through my desk drawers for glue. moses is telling me to use a particular brand name craft glue and I show her a brown horse porcelain figure. The cracks are visible around the neck area. I say I don't want to use that glue because you can still see the cracks; it's not seamless.

Date dreamt: Oct 21, 2002
Dreamer: Sande

Philippe and I are together in Colorado, where he has taken an unpaid temp job. I wonder about his Ph.D but I supposed he'll be doing his work under a former student of his professor's. Philippe has to clean a mansion owned by a rich elderly couple. They are packing up, moving away. moses and her husband are staying in this house. I see Slin, moses' husband, he is tying his bootlaces and I talk to him briefly. I hope that he and moses can join us for breakfast before they leave. I see Philippe downstairs near the kitchen. He's mopping. I need to use the rest room. But some sections of the mansion are closed off (because of the moving) so I have to use the beautiful master bathroom. Jacuzzi and marble. I am reading a book of poetry out loud...

Date posted: November 20, 1999
Dreamer: nikole (Iikeheaven)

had a bunch of weird agf dreams last night...The part with karasu being a guy.. yeah.. um. I was in school for some reason, and I'd just gotten switched into a new class with a bunch of people I didn't know. I started talking to a guy, knowing it was karasu, but also knowing he was supposed to be a she. He/she was pretty cute too ;) And Cal was stalking me.. She was wearing a short silver circle skirt, and a black shirt with a silver star on the front. Carrying a weird silver laser gun thing. Very superheroish. I think she was a bad guy tho ;)

Date posted: April 9, 2000
Dreamer: Shadetree

I had one last night. Must be something in the water. I've been working at a glbt film festival all weekend, and for some reason, last night I dreamed that I was wearing the entire drag number from one of the movies, which involved a wig made out of beer cans, and a tinfoil dress. Doing Stompin' Tom Connor, I was pretty weird. Suddenly, out of nowhere, appeared Cheshire, Argent, and Cal, who all started to do an irish jig while being my backup singers. Cal's hair was alive, and started to eat Argent. It was a lovely shade of purple! She commented that he was chocolate flavour.

Date posted: July 20, 2000
Dreamer: Slauditory

Some of my friends and I went to K-Mart before seeing a movie at a sort of artsy movie theater. Califia and Antonio were with us, being very cute. I took pictures of them. I actually pronounced Califia's name right. I think this was supposed to be the day before their wedding. Califia was wearing black knee socks, a black skirt, and a white shirt (?), and Antonio was wearing *a lot* of glitter...silvery, I think. It was a really happy, giggly dream.

Date posted: August 8, 2000
Dreamer: serenova

I was in New York City, but it was all cobblestoned and looked like an odd maze of buildings and old streets and secret alleys and what not. I remember chasing after nakedcal, who was wearing obgothfash: an amazing eightenth century styled gown with massive penniers (sp?) ie - pocket hoops, though it was a quite industrialfied a bit, with a necklace of bike parts and other various coggs and what not sewn onto the dress. The colour was a two toned red that changed shades depending on the angle you were looking at it, and Califia's hair was done up some what like old skool Scary Spice in two massive bundles on either side with bits of plastic piping wrapped around it and holding it in place. Califia was preturbed as she had to pay some fine or something as she'd been caught walking on the grass, but was in a rush to pick up elly and ratty at the airport as they had just flown into NYC. The fine was paid, and we grabbed a cab to the airport but ended up getting stuck in traffic because the muppets were having a parade????? Next thing I knew we were running around Toys R Us and found ratty and elly dancing down an aisle with tiara's, beaded necklaces and feather boa's on from the girl's dress up department. elly and ratty were dressed old skool 80's style with loads of layers, lace and rips - very early Madonna esque, and also Jem (80's cartoon show) like. Really wild! elly's hair was madly dyed various colours and cut very diagonally and angular. From there it turned into a weird Safety Dance video style dream around Toys R Us with an assorted cast.

Date posted: Oct 11, 2000
Dreamer: KP

I was on some train going somewhere, a few seats behind me sat Lucy (dressed as Alice) and Cal (dressed as the Mad Hatter)....not the Disney versions, the book illustration versions. Someone announced that it was Califia's birthday and the car erupted in applause, confetti, and glitter. Lucy announced a surprise for her and suddenly "Anthony" (my dream decided he looked just like Inigo Montoya) came cart wheeling down the aisle with a tea tray (yup, cart wheeling and dancing... all while hanging on to the tea tray) ...followed by several minstrels, carrying a big cake. Anthony /Inigo tripped mid-cartwheel and his tea tray went flying, spilling sewing notions everywhere (bobbins, ribbons, buttons, beads). I started picking up buttons and beads.

Date posted: January 22, 1999
Dreamer: Ratty

had a dream in which narnia had betty page bangs and was a 50's actress and was on a train to do shows. it was weird.

Date posted: March 26, 2000
Dreamer: Claire

I had my very first AGF dream last night :) In my dream, I was shopping with Saiira, Lucy Bond and Narnia. Saiira had glittery purple eyebrows and eye make-up, Lucy was as cute as ever all in bloo and pink and Narnia was just very, very beautiful. We were all looking at the make-up in boots and I was looking at the Maybelline liquid eyeliners and I picked one up and I tried the colour on the back of my hand and I noticed that the eyeliner itself was about half a metre long and I said to Lucy "oh, it's far too heavy and awkward to use" and Lucy measured it next to her leg and said "it's nearly as long as my legs!" and we all laughed. The weirdest thing was that Boots was in an underground car park and it was very cold.

Date dreamt: August 18, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

...I am in a supermarket, but I'm also answering posts on a.g.f. Leigh Gardner's over there. I pick up a spheroid mesh and to type, I press the blue wires of the sphere. (It doesn't state what are the letters, so I'm afraid of typos.) I look over and my monitor is not on. I turn it on and the computer starts to boot up. So I glance over to where Leigh is. There's a monitor there. GothFaeri replied to one of my posts so I'm trying to post some superfluous post about platform shoes, trying to add a statement about how one can't run in them. Necroangel and Leigh are sitting there, commenting on my post (don't understand the sentence I've written). I go over and see a typo (it was supposed to say "others.") Leigh looks at me and says, referring to the typing sphere, "That's why I borrowed Mare's mouse pad (just hook it up???)" Now I'm confused as to what I was trying to say in that sentence. I go back to where I was and start fast typing using the sphere, finishing up my post. GothFaeri was over at the other computer too and some girl was trying to do something and I thought it deleted my post (that's why I went over there to see if it was deleted and noticed the typo that was supposed to be "others.") Now I watch what was posted on a TV screen monitor perched up high in the supermarket...

Date posted: January 22, 2000
Dreamer: Little Joey

Me an patchouli where in cambridge and it was raining real heavily, and she got pissed for some reason and went on some baclony and blasted the cure. which makes sense coz im going up to see her. And we were talking about the staring at the sea cd that day

Date posted: January 22, 2000
Dreamer: Little Joey

Once agian me and patchouli were shoppin around, I dunno if it was cambridge, but the town was kinda old, so anyway... I went across the street, and there was this store/house/hotel room (IT KEPT CHANGING! dont ask..) but it was ran by Batty and her boi, and I was like talking to her about something off the wall that i kant quite remeber.

Date dreamt: May 15, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

Blond host, looks like Julian Sands..., is introducing party games. Guests in circle surrounding him, dressed up for a fancy party. Blond host's fiancée Robonless __?___ (looks like Penny Dreadful) is behind me somewhere...

Date posted: September 1, 1998
Dreamer: Lux

I had an agf dream just last night.. Part of it was inspired by that weird-as-all-hell adult muppet movie 'Meet the Feebles'..there's a thread about it on a mailing list I'm on, so I had a doubly internet-motivated dream..shoot me. So it goes like this: I'm sitting in this large opera house, & I'm in one of the really nice boxes rather close to the stage. I'm alone, reclining on a fringed brocade chaise in a red silk dress & holding a massive cigarette holder, all diva-like. Just as I start to wonder what a chaise is doing in a opera box, the curtain goes up. This is..where it gets weird. A muppet with hair down to her feet & bee wings attached to her back is lowered down to the stage in an enormous glittering platform shoe. Just a guess, but I assume this is LadyB. She is helped out of the shoe by the PennyD muppet, & I know it's Penny because of the pink hair..they hop closer to the lip of the stage, & I notice that the audience is filled with people from ag, agf, & my mailing lists..there's Marcus Pan, surrounded by an entourage of adopted babygoths..there's Abracadaver, swaddled in 80's finery..occasionally a skinny little Sexbat muppet will make an appearance by swooping over the audience, suspended on a string.

Date posted: September 9, 1998
Dreamer: Trystan

Speaking of being 'possessed by AGFers,' I had this weird dream Sunday night (really Monday morning). I'd stayed up till 3:30am working on the faq, then I went to bed. I dreamt that I was at some place -- like Convergence or something-- and I was talking to all of these a.g.f. people who had contributed to the faq. They were all telling me stuff that was in their posts or email, all faq stuff. Gnat and just julia were discussing hair extentions, Penny Dreadful was showing me her favourite glitter, Sparky was showing people how to construct coffin purses and military medals, GothFaeri was displaying all her yummy-smelling soaps and skin paling recipes,Lady B. was flinging around yards of PVC and showing me how to sew it, Willow was assimilating more into The Collective, Jilli was reminding everyone "boots first, then corset," StrangeGirl was helping several people get nasty stains out of antique petticoats, Thessaly was mixing up a batch of Black Cherry hair dye, and Sande (with Gundy atop her head) was busy chronicling it all for the a.g.f.history project. And there were a million more a.g.f.ers hither and yon, all chattering away about stuff that would be really handy to have in the faq. While this was a lot of fun, there was something *really* odd about it... everyone was speaking in HTML code.

Date posted: October 13, 1998
Dreamer: FairyMange

No kidding!! I had a dream last night with agffers in it!! It was Penny D's wedding, actually (In my dream) For some reason, the wedding was going on across the street, and I was admiring all the pretty bridesmaid dresses and flowers :o) (FYI- the dresses were a beautiful, deep cranberry colour, sort of Edwardian looking. They had full skirts, tight, long sleeves that came to a droopy bell point at the ends. Oh yeah, and they had bustles. *giggle*) Anyway, I never saw Penny herself, but three anonymous agffers came to the door with disposable cameras and asked me to take their picture. (two bridesmaids and one gothy guy)

Date dreamt: February 5, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I have moved to New York. At my job waitressing, I saw a mouse in the tray and killed it. The woman customer is upset, telling the associate manager that I killed it with my hands (with the insinuation that I touched food afterwards. How unsanitary.) And I say I used special mouse-killing gloves, of course. I live in the same building that I work at. I live on the same floor as my aunt. Penny Dreadful also lives on the same floor. As I walk through the lobby, there's some kind of convention going on. There's posters of the gay R2D2 in different sizes and a smallish C3P0-looking but in R2D2 stripes and colors guy sitting there. No one seems interested in him. I take the smallest size poster and ask him to sign it. He does. I notice there are also Star Wars posters (on manilla paper) and I would like one but they all seem to be ripped or irregularly angled, like a newspaper with edges that aren't cut right, with a part sticking out at the corner. I go to my apartment. It's an empty room. Across from me is a brightly lit fabric store. I can see the guy in there and I am convinced that he can see me. I feel lonely. I know eliane/Sarah lives across the street but regretfully I forgot to bring her phone number with me so I can't call her. I want to find my aunt. I try to cheer myself up, giving myself a pep talk about living in New York. The phone rings, but the noise level is so loud that I can hardly hear the ring. I go out in the hallway to talk on the phone. It's the manager calling to talk to me about the mouse incident. He asks me if I'm going to keep my job. I say yes but I'll probably find another place to live. I ask if there's a lot of mice. He says yes and they tend to be found in goblets...

Date dreamt: April 20, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

... 2) We're someplace (a back yard, perhaps) that we need to get out. The only way to get out is to climb the fences, several, each one longer than the other. The first person gets over, as do I, but Penny Dreadful is in a cage and can't get out. We distress because we know she's getting married the next day. We show passers-by the invite to the wedding. They feel so sympathetic that one opens the back of his truck and tosses out little packets of Ritz crackers. It becomes a block party. A woman offers me a bottle of cold water or beer. I want the water. (But I don't think Penny Dreadful ever got out.)

Date posted: April 20, 1999
Dreamer: Sheila Marie

It starts off with me opening a box that came from Lady B and Penny's Tart Blossom stuff, it was two matching long pony falls in black with blue streaks, which starts out odd because my hair is red. Right away I start wondering how I'm going to get this stuff to match my hair, but say "screw it" anyway and put one on. After talking with the hubby, and playing, I take out the fall, and then I get a phone call. Lady B is in town and wants to come visit (this is in NOLA which is odd because I don't live there anymore). She comes over to my house (which is actually my sisters old place down the street from my mom, I have never lived there) in this black sports car that she rented from the airport. She's wearing Smeggs short circle skirt, either a camisole or tank top, no makeup and no falls. I'm in typical jeans/t-shirt/combat boots. We play with the falls a bit, and she pulls out some extra's that are in the box (plastic ribbon with wires, and a leather headband, I know this stuff DOES NOT come with the falls!!) We leave to go riding about the town and along the way, she tells me to put on the headband which I do, but it hurts because its very rigid, but it keeps my hair back and doesn't threaten to fall out, so I leave it on. We stop at k-mart (the one in the dream recently closed!) and start walking around. and she goes to the men's department where she picks out a plaid button down the front shirt sleeved that comes with a matching tie for her SO. I kinda grimace and figured that he needed it for a costume or something. We then check out and leave to bring me home because she had something to do, only she's going in the wrong direction, and the road changes into a local road to the interstate between NOLA and Baton Rouge. I tell her that my house is the other way so she turns around. I spot a tow truck and tell her to stop because I need them to go move my car to the repair shop. With the tow truck behind us, we pull into my yard and I wave bye to Lady B explaining that she doesn't need to go through New Orleans East to get back to the French Quarter and off she goes. I then turn my attention to the tow truck driver showing him my car (the one I gave to a friend over a year ago because it had died and I just outright hated the beats), only, right before my eyes, it turned into a bicycle made of tree branches with the tires sawed off. I tell the driver that I can fix it with some epoxy at my mom's house and that I didn't need him after all and then pluck the bike from the tree it hung on and walked to my mothers house and wake up.

Date posted: May 13, 1999
Dreamer: naked!

What I remember so far is that greensea, Penny, Ladybee, Cusraque and I were all in the Biosphere and I was running from some killer and trying to save a pair of shoes that I haven't worn in years. I also remember that Penny was lying on the carpet next to my couch (and I don't even have a couch) and chatting with Ladybee.

Date posted: August 29, 1999
Dreamer: Trill

OK. So, I'm leaving my house and going to the goth club here with my boi, except I am wearing blue jeans and a tshirt. We are waiting to get in and Ladybee and Basinke and Yosa are all there. Everyone looks fab except for me, so I decide to go home and change, except suddenly I live upstairs from the club. Anyway, I am changing and my boi is lacing me into my corset and there is a knock on the door. It's Penny Dreadful, wearing jeans and a shirt, and she sez "I've been looking everywhere for a place to change but no one wants to let me use their place! Can I change here?" and I let her...and then I woke up.

Date posted: November 16, 1999
Dreamer: Heather Holder

I dreamed I went back to Orlando, and Penny D, Ladybee, and Xian were all going to meet me there. We met at a hotel and took a limo for an all-day shopping spree! Afterwards, we headed to Magic Kingdom and rode Haunted Mansion a few times, then sat outside and compared our purchases for the day.

Date posted: November 15, 1999
Dreamer: elsworth

I dreamed about Antonio last night, too. A bunch of us went to someone's house, where the walls were covered with huge hand-painted blow-ups of gothy comics (Sandman, mostly, if I recall) - I spent hours looking at them and playing with the house cat (who was white), and chatting with Antonio, while everyone else (I didn't know them, except someone mentioned Trystan and Penny were there) went and got into clubbing clothes. The rest of the dream was me running around trying on different outfits to wear, none of which looked quite right.

Date posted: January 22, 2000
Dreamer: Lucy Bond

I dreamed I was in Seattle at C6, which was being held in a huge old university building, complete with accomodation & a comunal dining hall. I was very happy that the weather was cool & breezy (I thought I'd melt at C5) & I went & sat down by a big river or estuary where there were huge grey rocks going down into the water. Dunno if this is anything like Seattle. The embarassing part of the dream was that I was really an ancient vampire, but I was just at C6 to have a good time & yet all the local vampire-hunters knew I was coming. They had put a sign on my door saying 'Attention Staff Members: The Vampire Is In Here' :/ One of them chased me all over the building, until I had to leap down a huge stairwell to get away. Holy water didn't work on me. The agf peeps were having lunch (Mari wearing a velvet hood trimmed with black marabou, with her deep pink curls just showing under it, Basinke looking very like her latest webcam pic) & I wanted to talk to them, but everyone seemed very sad, & then someone started telling me how cool my fangs were & where did I get them done, which embarassed me horribly. Oh no! Visible fangs in public! So I left. Bee & Penny were in the hall outside my room later, with their arms round eachother, still looking really down. I was in bed, under the covers & called Bee to come over & gave her a hug, through the duvet. How chaste.

Date posted: April 8, 2000
Dreamer: naked!

I dreamt my wedding, which was really very strange. I was wearing this sleek style wedding dress with covered buttons up the back but it was my fake dress, used to make my fiance think I was wearing something I wasn't (so he would still be surprised by my wedding dress grandeur). anyway, my whole family came to my wedding and a whole load of a.g.f-ers: Penny Dreadful (although she had reddish hair) was there to be sure, as was Yosa, Dyfferent, Antonio (who was my intended, fancy that) and a handful of people I knew in high school and elementary school. I was getting married in some strange castle type place and was scared to go down the stairs to use the restroom so I commissioned Anti to make sure there were no monsters (don't ask, there were weird halloween decorations all over the place). After much time spent in the bathroom listening to new age music on the listening stations therein (?!). I changed into my real dress and headed to the ceremony. The weird thing is that I was wearing a *huge* dress in ivory satin (very 18th century french aristocrat) with olive green coloured satin trim and bodice type thing. it looked *fabulous* (especially because it doesn't sound as beautiful as it was) and I had this crazy updo and was wearing gold jewellry (something I never do in real life). The ceremony went well as did the "thank you to my family for support" speech I gave. and then came the reception line, where my grandfather brought me a whole bunch of naked porn stars who all started making grilled cheese sandwiches next to their winnebagos. they were all wearing canvas sneakers, though, those 1980s Keds kind

Date e-mailed: August 22, 2000
Dreamer: The Gothic Princess

I was getting ready to go out. And some no name person was there with curly falls and told me that Penny will be there. So I was ready and outside. A car pulls up and someone said "hi I am Penny from agf let's go shopping." Then I get in the car and other agf-ers were in there. Penny said "you do not look like how I thought you would". We went to some huge castle for dinner (Italian) and tea.

Date posted: August 14, 2000
Dreamer: iluminaria

I dreamed that it was announced that C7 was going to be in Portland, OR...THIS WEEKEND. And it was a Thursday, so we had to hurry if we wanted to make it. Porphyria and I were throwing stuff into the car and making plans to pick my man and this guy Vann (the taaaaaaaaalllll guy in the full-length pvc trench who I was with at C6) up... except we would have to drive up to Seattle to get him. In my dream, it took a while for us to figure out that by the time we drove up from LA, picked up Vann and went to Portland, C7 would be over. So we wound up flying. Faye joined us for the flight, and I gave her her lipstick and silver purse that she lent me at C6. The flight attendants kept complimenting us on the purse and on some beautiful lilac extensions that Faye had in. When we arrived at the airport, Daednu came up to us and said that the site for the AGF tea was no longer there, so the tea was being moved to Denny's. hah! We took motorcycles to Denny's, and once inside, there were about 15 people there. Denny's served up hash browns to all of us.

Date posted: August 8, 2000
Dreamer: serenova

I was in New York City, but it was all cobblestoned and looked like an odd maze of buildings and old streets and secret alleys and what not. I remember chasing after nakedcal, who was wearing obgothfash: an amazing eightenth century styled gown with massive penniers (sp?) ie - pocket hoops, though it was a quite industrialfied a bit, with a necklace of bike parts and other various coggs and what not sewn onto the dress. The colour was a two toned red that changed shades depending on the angle you were looking at it, and Califia's hair was done up some what like old skool Scary Spice in two massive bundles on either side with bits of plastic piping wrapped around it and holding it in place. Califia was preturbed as she had to pay some fine or something as she'd been caught walking on the grass, but was in a rush to pick up elly and ratty at the airport as they had just flown into NYC. The fine was paid, and we grabbed a cab to the airport but ended up getting stuck in traffic because the muppets were having a parade????? Next thing I knew we were running around Toys R Us and found ratty and elly dancing down an aisle with tiara's, beaded necklaces and feather boa's on from the girl's dress up department. elly and ratty were dressed old skool 80's style with loads of layers, lace and rips - very early Madonna esque, and also Jem (80's cartoon show) like. Really wild! elly's hair was madly dyed various colours and cut very diagonally and angular. From there it turned into a weird Safety Dance video style dream around Toys R Us with an assorted cast.

Date dreamt: January 14, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I am talking to Ray in a bedroom. I say that I don't have his phone number, only the phone number for his dogs. He says, no, that's the right number because that number's on Fiji. I say I'm on Fiji (a long distance carrier). He says the dogs will bark. I introduce him to the new gundies, which he hasn't met. The yellow gundy, she's the youngest. The blue gundy S'leff. Ray says S'leff is crying. I say, No, he's not a weepy gundy. But now Sis, the pink gundy, is missing. I move the bed and push it against the wall. Underneath the bed near the wall is a lot of my stuff. I sit near there and start cleaning, folding. No sign of Sis.

Date dreamt: August 23, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I'm hanging onto a banner. I hand it to Courtney. Ray and Courtney are sitting on the top of the hoods of cars. I want to get on there. I notice that the white Acura is pretty dirty. I try to hop on the hood and Courtney, who is in between cars, loses her stability as I push down the car on my side to get on. But finally I'm on top of the hood, sitting next to them. We're listening to Celtic music. Everything's great.

Date posted: March 26, 2000
Dreamer: Claire

I had my very first AGF dream last night :) In my dream, I was shopping with Saiira, Lucy Bond and Narnia. Saiira had glittery purple eyebrows and eye make-up, Lucy was as cute as ever all in bloo and pink and Narnia was just very, very beautiful. We were all looking at the make-up in boots and I was looking at the Maybelline liquid eyeliners and I picked one up and I tried the colour on the back of my hand and I noticed that the eyeliner itself was about half a metre long and I said to Lucy "oh, it's far too heavy and awkward to use" and Lucy measured it next to her leg and said "it's nearly as long as my legs!" and we all laughed. The weirdest thing was that Boots was in an underground car park and it was very cold.

Date posted: September 9, 1998
Dreamer: Trystan

Speaking of being 'possessed by AGFers,' I had this weird dream Sunday night (really Monday morning). I'd stayed up till 3:30am working on the faq, then I went to bed. I dreamt that I was at some place -- like Convergence or something-- and I was talking to all of these a.g.f. people who had contributed to the faq. They were all telling me stuff that was in their posts or email, all faq stuff. Gnat and just julia were discussing hair extentions, Penny Dreadful was showing me her favourite glitter, Sparky was showing people how to construct coffin purses and military medals, GothFaeri was displaying all her yummy-smelling soaps and skin paling recipes,Lady B. was flinging around yards of PVC and showing me how to sew it, Willow was assimilating more into The Collective, Jilli was reminding everyone "boots first, then corset," StrangeGirl was helping several people get nasty stains out of antique petticoats, Thessaly was mixing up a batch of Black Cherry hair dye, and Sande (with Gundy atop her head) was busy chronicling it all for the a.g.f.history project. And there were a million more a.g.f.ers hither and yon, all chattering away about stuff that would be really handy to have in the faq. While this was a lot of fun, there was something *really* odd about it... everyone was speaking in HTML code.

Date posted: August 25, 1999
Dreamer: Penny Dreadful

I had a dream the other night that Sande and I were sitting in a hotel lobby, on a couch and had a ton of posts to a.g.f printed out and the pages piled all over a coffee table in front of us. We were arguing about .sigs--Sande was saying that the closing and name (for example: love love love--/Penny Dreadful) constitute 2 lines of the .sig and I was saying that wasn't a fair way to do it, since we request that people sign their posts so we can keep track of who said what. As the argument progressed, we noticed a middle-aged guy sitting on the the other side of the hotel lobby, staring at us. Sande started to get uncomfortable and told me that this guy was stalking her. I asked her if she wanted to leave, she did, so we gathered up the papers and started toward the elevator. The elevators (3 of them) were all open, and the shafts were sort of...not there...so we could see them as they went up and down. It seemed like one would never come to get us, and we were worried the stalker-dude might follow us, so we started running up the stairs, of which there were many, arranged randomly--one flight would have 5 steps, then a landing, a turn, and the next flight would have 17 steps, a landing, a turn in a different direction, a flight of 8 steps, etc. Eventually, we finally got to a room we were staying in and locked ourselves in. There was a buffet table with fruit and pastries, so we started to eat.

Date e-mailed: August 30, 1999
Dreamer: CKDerrick

I am walking with Sande in a garden. The garden is under a very large dome, sort of like the one at Moody Gardens. I call it a garden, because there are stone-paved paths running through it, but it also would be appropriate to call it a jungle; it is very overgrown. There are numerous wildcats running free, mostly tigers, but also some smaller ones; panthers, perhaps, or leopards? They act much as domestic cats would. We leave the garden, and enter a concrete building. The door is a science-fiction looking airlock, because the garden is on some other planet, which is also why it has a dome over it. There is a card that needs to be scanned to open the door. Once inside, we go down a hallway and into an office. There is a laptop computer there. We want to hack the computer in an effort to take over the base; it seems that we are Artificial People (AP) (This is a reference to Friday by Robert Heinlein. It refers to people created by genetic engineering rather than the normal way.)) and indentured servants or something like that. After we hack the computer, we set up some sort of phony excuse to get one of the other AP's (a goth-chick) away from the base. There is one other AP at the base, upon calling up some records on the computer, we see a picture on screen. It is Ginger Spice! At this point we are somehow caught and rush back out to the garden, but in going through the door Sande forgets to take the access card back out of the swipe-slot and so while we get out, we cannot re-enter, because I have forgotten my access card. We begin to wander around the garden, surrounded by magnificient cats. It is now dark, but we see OK (it looks rather like b&w infrared photography). I wake up...

Date e-mailed: January 3, 2000
Dreamer: CKDerrick

I am on vacation with Sande and Kate. We are in my Mercedes. I notice that all the vehicles are either Mercedes-Benzes, VW Jettas, Ford Tauruses, or Toyota Camries. We stop at a fork in the road where there is something that looks very much like the Keebler Hollow Tree to buy snacks, etc, and while there, an old woman bursts in on me while in the bathroom, and begins asking how one self-tests duracell batteries, because she can't figure it out as it's different from the Energizers she usually uses. I say, "I don't know either" and she insists that I tell her, it's very important. I tell her that it will be OK, I'm sure, and shove past her and run to the car. We drive off up the wrong branch of the road, at high speed in thick fog. We then ram through a gate. The road ends at the bottom of a strip mine. Another car is there, driven by a guy who looks and talks like "Captain Square Jaw". He says we should take a very dubious and steep track to get out of the mine, so we take the only other possiblity. It leaves the mine and comes out in a large university campus. We appear to be in a pedestrian area, but I manage to avoid hitting anyone. We have a choice now, the roads are labled, "Lincoln Mall" and "Wildlife Preserve". Sande says that we should go the WIldlife Preserve, because there are supposed to be seals there. So I take that fork, and it heads across a wide sidewalk with a modern sculpture exhibit in the middle (i.e., sculptures that resemble rusty junk welded together in abstract forms.) Eventually, it curves around a lake, and then to a sand dune. At the top of the sand dune is a thing that looks like a martian probe with metal tentacles, each of which has a campbell's soup can attached to the end. We stop, since the seals should be on the other side of the dune, but when we get close to the soup-can thing, it strikes out with the soup cans, and just seems generally dangerous. We decide to leave and go to the mall instead.

Date e-mailed: January 3, 2000
Dreamer: CKDerrick

I have a key that fits the mall where the dollar theatre is located. I think that it will be useful for breaking in, but then I go to the movies with Sande instead. The film is advertised as "The Thinking Man's Vampire Movie". Unfortunately, it consists of Arnold Schwartzeneggar being snarled at by that Asian woman from the last Bond flick, who is the vampire. After that, he gets chased around for a while, then breaks a chair to use the legs as stakes. As we leave, Sande says, "I don't see where the thinking came in."

Date e-mailed: May 15, 2000
Dreamer: CKDerrick

Sande and myself are running through a thicket and up a hill. I'm not sure what we are running from, but it's bad. We are both in black military fatigue uniforms. The thicket ends at the top of a ridge. There is a road there, and the ruin of a service station. There is a hovercraft parked there, painted in black and white police colors with a silver star on the door and a blue light bar on the roof. It looks like a futuristic Mercedes, I really don't know how else to describe it. It also has what appears to be a GAU-8 40mm anti-tank gatling cannon mounted between the seats sticking out of the hood. I tell Sande to drive, but she says that she's tired and I should drive. We run to the car and open the gull-wing doors. The interior is definitely Mercedes, but there's no center console because the GAU-8 takes up all that space so there's just a guard to keep from getting caught up in the revolving barrels. It starts immediately with a turbine whine. We put on these headphone/goggle combinations so we have communications and a heads-up display that projects crosshairs on the cannon's aim point. The radio chatter is all about a retreat. I put the hovercar into gear and drive off over a Jersey barrier. The car just lurches over it and crashes down. We then go over another grassy ridgeline, go airborne for a second and land in a river, which we go down at high speed until we reach an interstate bridge, where leave the river and drive down the median. A convoy of olive-drab trucks is driving the other way. The last one is towing a device that looks like a street-cleaner brush made of large circular saws that rips up the pavement, presumably because they are in a retreat. We are told on the radio to escort the convoy, but I want to go to the front. Sande tells me that she doesn't think it's a good idea and we should follow orders.

Date e-mailed: May 15, 2000
Dreamer: CKDerrick

Sande and I are on the Death Star, in the shuttle bay. There aren't any stormtroopers or Darth Vader or anyone in sight, but there are a bunch of other guys in Nazi uniforms. Sande is dressed in a Ninja uniform and has a katana, and rest of the dream consisted of kung-fu movie style fighting with the Nazi guys, or rather, Sande fighting the Nazis, because I didn't really do anything but stand around behind Sande, particularly as I didn't have any weapons. I thought something like, you know, I really should do something, but Sande is doing such a good job at this, there really isn't anything to do...

Date e-mailed: June 25, 2000
Dreamer: CKDerrick

I'm going to a concert at a college. Sande is also there; there are several 80's bands on the bill, but I can't quite remember who, other than that they didn't fit together very well. It turned out that Europe was the first act, so I left rather than be subjected to "Final Countdown". Leaving the place, I walked across a plaza where a large number of high-school looking kids were getting ready for a water gun fight. I was wearing desert-camoflage fatigues, and they apparently thought I was part of the game until I knocked one of them down. I then found the sushi restaurant where I was to meet Sande, but there's some screw-up with the reservations, and I get told that I don't have a reservation, only she does, so I have to leave. I feel gloomy and go to leave, but then I suddenly realize it is a dream and therefore the maitre'd must do as I ask. I go back and get seated.

Date dreamt: November 12, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

I am self-assured, feel comfortable. I'm a senior in high school. An assembly, a large room, long tables, maybe the cafeteria. is there presenting some kind of grading on music based on Senate hearings. Sarah (eliane) says some kind of remark. I'm tittering laughter, as there are others laughing too...

Date dreamt: February 5, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I have moved to New York. At my job waitressing, I saw a mouse in the tray and killed it. The woman customer is upset, telling the associate manager that I killed it with my hands (with the insinuation that I touched food afterwards. How unsanitary.) And I say I used special mouse-killing gloves, of course. I live in the same building that I work at. I live on the same floor as my aunt. Penny Dreadful also lives on the same floor. As I walk through the lobby, there's some kind of convention going on. There's posters of the gay R2D2 in different sizes and a smallish C3P0-looking but in R2D2 stripes and colors guy sitting there. No one seems interested in him. I take the smallest size poster and ask him to sign it. He does. I notice there are also Star Wars posters (on manilla paper) and I would like one but they all seem to be ripped or irregularly angled, like a newspaper with edges that aren't cut right, with a part sticking out at the corner. I go to my apartment. It's an empty room. Across from me is a brightly lit fabric store. I can see the guy in there and I am convinced that he can see me. I feel lonely. I know eliane/Sarah lives across the street but regretfully I forgot to bring her phone number with me so I can't call her. I want to find my aunt. I try to cheer myself up, giving myself a pep talk about living in New York. The phone rings, but the noise level is so loud that I can hardly hear the ring. I go out in the hallway to talk on the phone. It's the manager calling to talk to me about the mouse incident. He asks me if I'm going to keep my job. I say yes but I'll probably find another place to live. I ask if there's a lot of mice. He says yes and they tend to be found in goblets...

Date posted: July 29, 1999
Dreamer: Merciful

I was visiting Detroit, and managed to find an MAC counter at a department store. But the counter was really nasty--it was unattended, the testers were in bad shape, and the "weird" colors were pretty much unavailable. No super-pale Studiofix or Cyber lippie. It turned out I had to attend a funeral in Chicago, so I called gnat to find out if MAC was available anywhere in town. She assured me it was. For some reason, some of the NYC crowd were going to the funeral too, so I happily called eliane/Sarah and told her about the MAC. She told me to meet them at 11:45 in a certain mall. She warned me we'd have to pay a $2 cover to use the restrooms. My boi and I showed up at the mall, and for some reason Poppy [GothFaeri] was there at the meeting point. I recognized her by the long red hair, though I haven't met her IRL. We stuck with her, and soon eliane and mari arrived. (I was wearing this short black dress with a square "bustle" pleat in back, just like what elly wore to an IRL wedding recently. I *think* mari was in a long-sleeved, high-necked black shirt with a holo skirt, eliane was in a silver lame' tank top and black jeans, and Poppy was in a simple black tank dress.) Eliane and I discussed chewing gum while others freshened up. I wondered where Sarai was, but decided she must be in California. Then, I was guided to the MAC...there was a whole store full of it! I knew everything would be in stock, and as we approached the entrance I knew I'd have to hurry to find everything I wanted because the funeral was at 12:30.

Date posted: October 19, 1998
Dreamer: Made1eine

Tee hee...I had an agf dream too!!! I drempt I was at C5 with Gothfaeri, but it wasn't really her...she had turned into a mean blond bop who didn't want to go to the French Quarter with me! We ended up at some sort of mall/museum that really sucked and Sarai and Rachel weren't there for some reason, but had been replaced with bop-like shadows! And we were putting out a fire in some skanky guy's house for some reason too. Weiiirrddd...too many veggie tacos.

Date posted: November 25, 1998
Dreamer: Lucy Bond

I had one the other week about Sarai *blush* I dreamed we were sitting on the sofa at my mum's house & Sarai was looking very quiet & serene, but my mum kept hovering round us like a chaperone, asking how much we'd spent on our make-up, 'cos we should wear nice stuff if we were going out. This puzzled me, 'cos it sounded like she meant we looked slutty or something, & my mum always loves my make-up these days & because she seemed to think we were going on a date together, which we weren't. I looked across at Sarai & realised she was wearing this really odd orangey-coppery coloured lipstick & this was baffling to me, because she wouldn't wear something that clashed with her other make-up that badly, & the thought of it was so bizarre that I woke up.

Date dreamt: December 22, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

I am at a table. Sarai of a.g.f. is talking about units and how much each costs. agrees with her. I say that it wasn't that way at MIT...

Date dreamt: January 3, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am in NYC. Have parked my black luxury car and met people. Ask Sarai (she lives at Columbia) if I can stay at her place. She agrees. She gives me these directions: After each block, I should make a left turn. I don't want to bother with the directions so I go on the subway with them. When we arrive at lobby of Sarai's place (perhaps now she has turned into Mari now that I remember that Mari is at Columbia?), as I walk in at the double doors, there's a bunch of things on the floor near the aisle like a processional. The first item is small/short compared to the thing next to it. The first item is a broken brass (copper?) angel. It has no base. I say that I gave one to and there's only the base left and I gave one to and it was completely trashed and I gave one to Stacy (but I really meant ) (And ?) I go to sleep on the (Sarai's) couch, thinking this is good because I don't have to look for car at night; I'll be up to this during the day.

Date dreamt: March 10, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am in San Francisco. I am in a store, browsing, merchandise in a shopping basket. I spot katydid and I think to myself, sadly, I told chessie the wrong information, katydid's not in Georgia, she's moved back to S.F. Sarai is in the store and so is GothFaeri, down the aisleway. GothFaeri says, Why didn't you call me? I say (re: C5 giftbasket swap), You're the only one who hasn't confirmed yet. Are you still in? Meanwhile, Sarai says she wants to be in the C5 giftbasket swap. I say, do you have a match-up. She says, Yes. It's someone named Vicki O. I decide I don't want to buy anything and return the goods to their places.

Date posted: March 18, 1999
Dreamer: greensea

In the dream, I am at a supermarket, and I'm reading the Philadelphia Inquirer. There's a huge headline in the upper right hand corner that says something to the effect of "Saraicat and Basinke fight over ebay Bidding." Naturally when I see this, I start crying and being all shocked, seeing as how both are wonderful ppl and that Bas is a pacifist. When I read the article, it says that Sarai and Bas are both well-known internet personalities who live in New Jersey. That they were in a fierce bidding war on ebay, over a stone fountain that bubbled blue water. In the dream, I kept saying over and over, "But it's a lie! It's not true! This could NOT have happened! Besides, what the hell would they want with a blue water fountain? *sob* *heave*"

Date posted: July 10, 1999
Dreamer: Sola

I was a prisoner of war , being held in a small, but comfortable room near the top of a goverment complex. The room was appointed much like any bedroom, and through the picture window i could see the city below and the custard yellow, double-sunned sky. The door was only locked with a latch, but a guard was posted outside it. He was friendly, letting me generally do as i please and making sarcastic comments about my escape. After a while, there was a knock, and the guard said that i had visitors. The door opened to let a tumble of a.g.fers in an amorphous mass (I know mari and Sarai and Yosa were in it, though, and a tall, black woman) invade the room. One (i think the tall woman) stopped at the vanity and showed me a pair of black, fan-shaped glass bottles, one filled with green poweder and one filled with purple. "You can use these for everything", she said, pointing out the label.. lipstick, eyeliner, eyeshadow. "You might be trapped in here, but you can still paint." The guard was mentioning something about how some of the other prisioners, on other floors, were paid a small amount per day in cash, ostenisbly so that they could bribe the small officals of the very goverment that was imprisioning them. One of the a.g.fers commented: "I suppose that when you've been at war a long time, you learn the art of it." The next day they returned, this time to take me to a costume party. We were all milling around the room getting dressed, and someone got the bright idea to dress up her pet dog as a giant hamburger , stuff all my belongings inside the bun, and simply not return after the party. This was agreed on, and it must have worked, because the next thing i remember was sitting at a desk across the city, examining a reel of film frame by frame.

Date dreamt: June 9, 2002
Dreamer: Éilis

Last night, I dreamed that I got on a train, and I had no idea where the train was going. The journey lasted a couple of days, and some of my students were on the train as well, but they got off at an earlier stop. Finally, we pulled into a station, and the conductor told me that this was my stop, and he'd help me with my trunk. I stepped down onto the platform, and Trystan greeted me, saying that the truck was waiting in front. I don't know what happened to my trunk, because it magically disappeared at this point, but Trystan and I clambered into the back of a huge pickup truck (I think it was red). We began riding through an incredibly beautiful metropolitan city. Maybe it's everyone's C8 pix permeating my subconscious, but all of the buildings were massive and old and had Montreal-type architechture. It had a European feel to it, but it was definitely America. Many of the buildings were white, and everything was so clean. No one was walking around on the street, and I don't remember seeing any businesses or signs on the buildings (although one was definitely a church and one was an enormous school), but there were so many cars and lots of trees and flowers alongside the street. The sunlight was dazzling...a gorgeous day. We cruised around the streets and roundabouts, chatting merrily in the back of the truck. At this point, I realised that Daednu, Kathryn, Sereonva, and some guy I didn't know were also in the back of the pickup, and we were talking about how beautiful the city was. But it came to me that I had no idea where I was, what city I was in. So I asked Daednu, and she said, "This is Laramie, Wyoming."

Date dreamt: November 26, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am with 2 people in a white convertible. We're going somewhere. I say, can I go to the bathroom first? I'm at one of those luxurious hotels or apartment places with a doorperson watching. It's the residence of one of the other persons in the car. There is a large black woman who opens the door but as soon as I enter, she is called off to other duties. I see the sign for 'Men.' I cross the space, assuming the Women's room is on the other side. I figure that the security camera will catch me coming and going. I go into what I think is the Women's room. It is filled with women waiting and changing clothes. None of the stalls are vacant. I ask. A woman tells me this is the Waiting Room. I go out, notice down the short corridor is a sign for TOILET and I think, a-ha, it's like one of those European hotels... When I leave the building to get in the car, I realize that the girl was Shadetree.

Date dreamt: January 15, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

Jilli says something about perkygoff, mentions Katydid, Siani and Sande.

Date posted: January 16, 2000
Dreamer: ether

my second agf occured the same morning...err....afternoon involved snow glass apples. i was at a club dancing and it turned out a band was going to play that nite called...snow glass apples (in my dream they were actually 'Til Tuesday). i was like...woah...a band named after a neil gaiman story and someone on agf...how ironic. then i woke up.

Date dreamt: April 25, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

...I discover Vips has been posting. She has a yahoo address (or other freebie) and Sparky (Phobes)has some connection to the Austin.goths, having posted on a thread about her piano-playing...

Date dreamt: December 6, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

Sparky has written me a long letter. I skim it and see mention of __(name of baby boy)__ and birth statistics. I assume Sparky is talking about Katydid and that Katydid has had a baby boy. I feel very happy for Katydid. Then I realize that Sparky has been writing about Clayton and I find it strange that Clayton has a baby boy so I look above in the letter and it's a listing of when Clayton will be featured on TV, such as Channel 11, 10 o'clock. I realize I won't be able to see those programs, for that is the local news or local channels and I am not in California. Now I see a chalkboard. A voice, perhaps Sparky's, says, "Like you," and proceeds to read the hand-written sentence on the chalkboard, which says, continuing "he wants to write new treatments."

Date dreamt: February 26, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

...Walking through the lobby, I remember that I've forgotten Sparky's phone number too. I think I'll call Katydid to ask here, and then I remember that Katydid doesn't have Sparky's phone number either.

Date dreamt: April 29, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

It is at night. I'm driving but I'm in the back seat, near the right window. Sparky's in the driver's seat and she turns to look at me. I want to transfer control of the car to her so I gradually get off the controls. Sparky asks if she continues down this road. I'm not sure where this road is. I say, if it's I-45, just continue going. As Sparky turns to talk to me in the back seat, the car is turning too, until it's almost perpendicular to the road. Yet it still goes forward. In the glare of the headlights, I see a bicyclist crossing the road. But because the car's perpendicular, there's no accident. Ann d'Aboise and her hubby are here too. We're at a rest stop and I laughingly say to Cheshire (having just realized) that I couldn't have been driving, I was in the back seat. She says that I was driving but I fell asleep. She says, And you missed all the good stuff. They had been talking about books. I say, Yeah, some of those books from the 60's are out of print. Cheshire and I are walking down steps. I say, that's how it was the last day of middle school, pile of books.

Date dreamt: June 2, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I've had an errand to do in this building. I'm with Vips and a man, possibly . I would like to leave soon as possible but he wants to stay, so I think maybe I can check my e-mail on the computer. We look in a room. It's not furnished. He's been staying there. I think it might have been my room. I go in the corridor and count doors. I think my room was next door but I did stay in this room at first and had moved because of the rats. He gets a rolling wheeled chair that's marked for ambulance. I sit in it and he wheels me out. But there's no more sidewalk so I get up and we climb the stairwell. The guy's no longer with us. I assume he went to get the car. At another room, there's a topless woman doing what might be a sexy cabaret...Vips and I go up the stairwell to the roof, which is where cars are parked. I open the door but quickly shut it because there is a knife fight going on between girl gangs. Vips and I go down the stairs and the woman (from before) is yelling about a telephone number 750? But we know she doesn't have a telephone number. Vips wants to comfort the woman. I am trying to think of a phone number she can call, such as information. There's a drunk older Asian man there - obviously a fight going on. Vips and I are down a few floors. I spot Sparky and hubby among others packed into a very old long car. I ask for a ride. The door opens. But in front of the car lying on the pavement is the older Asian couple. Perhaps the dispute has gone bad. The man looks drunk and abusive.

Date dreamt: June 3, 2001
Dreamer: Sande

Am I with Sparky? We are seeking Katydid. Katydid works at a Japanese restaurant. We can't find her.

Date posted: January 16, 2000
Dreamer: ether

first, i dreamt that i was back in high skool and on the track team. my track coach turned out to be named Steel Bob. i was like...hey...i think there's an agfer that posts named Steel Tart, do you know her? to that he replied, she's my daughter, fool - the strange thing was, after talking to Steel Bob for a couple of minutes i realized he was Kevin Spacey.

Date posted: July 7, 2001
Dreamer: Filigree

I dreamt sykospark posted about her sister needing volunteers to help out with some event and she (sykospark, that is) wanted to have a party afterwards, and so asked who would be interested in attending. I was seriously considering going!

Okay, it happened. I was away for one day - ONE! And you guys showed up in my dream last night. Basinke, you were Bobinke at the outset... we were all at a club, I'm assuming it was at C5 because I've been obsessing over that quite a bit lately. You showed up as Bobinke first then pranced away across the dance floor as LadyBee, Trystan, all the RichmondGoths (Hi Teleute! You had extensions in my dream!), and Xian swarmed about. Lots of other a.g.f'ers were there too, I just can't remember all the details any more. You all had poofy tulle skirts on, even Xian (who mooo'ed a lot)... then Basinke bounced back over, as herself, and we all did a bunny-hop in towering platforms. Too weird. Bear in mind now, I've only seen pics of a few of you... yet I bet when I do get a chance to meet whoever from my dream shows up at C5, I'm betting that they look JUST like my dream caricatures.

Date dreamt: June 4, 1998
Dreamer: Sande

3) I'm in the house. (?) is there. I go outside. It's pouring rain and I'm drenched. I know Thessaly will be outside for some Sailor Moon thing. I can see people filing into a house across the street but I do not see her. I know she is blonde. I have walked the length of the driveway. As soon as all the people have entered the other house, the rain dissipates.

Date posted: September 9, 1998
Dreamer: Trystan

Speaking of being 'possessed by AGFers,' I had this weird dream Sunday night (really Monday morning). I'd stayed up till 3:30am working on the faq, then I went to bed. I dreamt that I was at some place -- like Convergence or something-- and I was talking to all of these a.g.f. people who had contributed to the faq. They were all telling me stuff that was in their posts or email, all faq stuff. Gnat and just julia were discussing hair extentions, Penny Dreadful was showing me her favourite glitter, Sparky was showing people how to construct coffin purses and military medals, GothFaeri was displaying all her yummy-smelling soaps and skin paling recipes,Lady B. was flinging around yards of PVC and showing me how to sew it, Willow was assimilating more into The Collective, Jilli was reminding everyone "boots first, then corset," StrangeGirl was helping several people get nasty stains out of antique petticoats, Thessaly was mixing up a batch of Black Cherry hair dye, and Sande (with Gundy atop her head) was busy chronicling it all for the a.g.f.history project. And there were a million more a.g.f.ers hither and yon, all chattering away about stuff that would be really handy to have in the faq. While this was a lot of fun, there was something *really* odd about it... everyone was speaking in HTML code.

Date dreamt: March 23, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I have missed my morning flight to Convergence 5 in New Orleans. I got a ride (just as well, I think, because I overslept and missed the flight.) Thessaly is at Convergence 5. Unexpected, because she's been posting that she won't be there.

Date dreamt: March 19, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

Trystan doesn't want to see me because she's busy. Later, I learn that's an excuse because it's really because she hasn't forgiven me for branding her in the eye with a stick. When I see her in the dream, her right eye is wrinkled/damaged. I want to tell her and everyone that I didn't mean to do that - that it was something I did at that time (some time ago). People aren't taking my explanation well. I guess it's like an unforgiveable act...

Date posted: November 15, 1999
Dreamer: elsworth

I dreamed about Antonio last night, too. A bunch of us went to someone's house, where the walls were covered with huge hand-painted blow-ups of gothy comics (Sandman, mostly, if I recall) - I spent hours looking at them and playing with the house cat (who was white), and chatting with Antonio, while everyone else (I didn't know them, except someone mentioned Trystan and Penny were there) went and got into clubbing clothes. The rest of the dream was me running around trying on different outfits to wear, none of which looked quite right.

Date e-mailed: April 3, 2000
Dreamer: Lucy Bond

me & Trystan & Yosa were looking through racks of ballgowns which were outside for some reason & sitting on the grass chatting together.

Date dreamt: June 12, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I am on a long long line, like in Convergence. I figure I should duck into the ladies' room first. (CKDerrick will be holding out place in line.) Other people have that idea too. It looks like a line but actually some are doing hair or just talking. A girl follows me into a stall but I slam the door and she's not there. When I get out, I see Daednu and Trystan talking, and maybe even Yosa is there. There is a table set up with platters of desserts. Daednu and Trystan are talking about dinner and Daednu complains about the cockroaches in the dinner. I lift the wrap and take a cannoli and then a slice of a really thin, dense, compacted chocolate pie. Very chocolate-y, I know. I think perhaps I should get something for CKDerrick so I reach for a chocolate muffin. But it looks like it's been eaten or cut, so I leave it on the table. Then I see Daednu cutting all the platters into pie slices, even the platter of cannolis. When I leave the ladies' room, I'm relieved that the line hasn't moved much. We're standing in a corridor and there are clusters of people talking. Vips is there with her guy from Convergence and some others that I feel I've met before but can't remember their names. CKDerrick's getting hungry. I know that they fed the females first. I tell him that there's dessert in the restrooms if he wants to get it. He declines. Later, we're outside, still waiting in the line. I comment that we're close to Chinatown and we could go there for dinner. But we don't want to lose our place on line. Now we've got a car and CKDerrick parks the red compact car a few meters back from where we had been standing. He leaves (to get food, I presume). I'm sitting in the car, waiting. Maybe I even fell asleep or started reading a book. I hear CKDerrick's voice. He's on the walkie talkie. But now I'm not in the car anymore; it's more like a minibus and I'm the only one inside. It's moving by itself, following the line. I respond to CKDerrick and I don't even have to press the buttons on the walkie talkie. The vehicle stops at an entrance to a building (perhaps the Showbox?) and I get out. CKDerrick has something for me. His mother doesn't need it anymore and since my car has scratches, he replaces the front bumper (or so). He cracks the headlights. But it's orange and doesn't really match my silver car although it does fit as a piece.

Date posted: August 11, 2000
Dreamer: *^LeViolette^*

mine was more of a dream READING it than actually partying down with the folks; I was reading a post that someone who has been in AGF a while (Probly Trystan, If my memory serves right) and she made some kind of teensy weensy faux pas; then some newbie comes up and posts something to the effect of : "Smack. Read the FAQ." by a newbie.

Date dreamt: June 9, 2002
Dreamer: Éilis

Last night, I dreamed that I got on a train, and I had no idea where the train was going. The journey lasted a couple of days, and some of my students were on the train as well, but they got off at an earlier stop. Finally, we pulled into a station, and the conductor told me that this was my stop, and he'd help me with my trunk. I stepped down onto the platform, and Trystan greeted me, saying that the truck was waiting in front. I don't know what happened to my trunk, because it magically disappeared at this point, but Trystan and I clambered into the back of a huge pickup truck (I think it was red). We began riding through an incredibly beautiful metropolitan city. Maybe it's everyone's C8 pix permeating my subconscious, but all of the buildings were massive and old and had Montreal-type architechture. It had a European feel to it, but it was definitely America. Many of the buildings were white, and everything was so clean. No one was walking around on the street, and I don't remember seeing any businesses or signs on the buildings (although one was definitely a church and one was an enormous school), but there were so many cars and lots of trees and flowers alongside the street. The sunlight was dazzling...a gorgeous day. We cruised around the streets and roundabouts, chatting merrily in the back of the truck. At this point, I realised that Daednu, Kathryn, Serenova, and some guy I didn't know were also in the back of the pickup, and we were talking about how beautiful the city was. But it came to me that I had no idea where I was, what city I was in. So I asked Daednu, and she said, "This is Laramie, Wyoming."

...There is a classroom with big piano-like structures between each row, making it easier to scuttle about. There are about 30,000 students. I meet with Vips before start of class. There's a project due and she was my partner for it. She gives me papers, I give her papers and the receipt is with me. (The receipt is not really for the project but is a real receipt...) I go to sit in right most column. The male teacher announces that in order to make sure students did the project, they will only get credit if have receipt. There is a scramble to the garbage can but I feel smug because I know I have my receipt with my packet of papers. I double-check and the receipt's not there! I rush to the garbage can (it's small). Vips is there with other students looking for receipts. As I retrace my steps from Vips' row to mine, I see our receipt. It's got 2 lines and pen-written to 1 item, it says "gun" for gundy and next to other item, it says "Amy." I show it to teacher, a bit apprehensive, and teacher checks off our names.

Date dreamt: October 9, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

...I am at the play rehearsal. It's like a clubhouse or a tree house. The play involves a woman who remarries, takes some of her children along, abandons the rest. She neglects the children. Especially vulnerable is the baby which is left outside in the cold. Am I an understudy? Now I am at the location where the play will be put on. It's a much sturdier house. I climb the stairs to a second story patio, where the baby will be left outside. And then... I use hammock as a body sling to get me to a window into the house... The production manager explains that in the play, the character must rescue the baby and cross up on the roof. The two sides of the roof will move in and out so that it's like an obstacle course. As I come down from the house, I see the advertising placard in front of the house proclaiming the dates of performance. CKDerrick thinks we don't have to be back until the 28th but I see the date for the 24th and the name "LadyBee" painted on the placard. Obviously, she has a role in the play. CKDerrick is driving. We have a few days before the play. I take out a pink-colored chewing gum. I think the flavor is strawberry. I cut it up and pass it around to everyone, first to Vips, then the front of the van(?), then 2 guys sitting near me and Vips. The flavor isn't intense enough, so I take out another piece and pass that around too. One of the guys isn't paying attention so I skip over him and give the piece to the next guy. He then awakens and steals the piece from the other guy. I divide my piece in half and give it to the last guy. It's Halloween night so there are pranksters about. A group of sorority girls are blocking traffic in the road by purposefully standing in the way. I don't know how CKDerrick is manuevering around them because when I look at the navigation screen the computer can't react fast enough to the sorority girls' movements. The image is blurred. CKDerrick says he's looking through the windshield. I look through the windshield and see that there's a straight road. Very dark outside. We're weaving from side to side at a great speed. I see a sorority girl very shocked that CKDerrick isn't even slowing down and heading right for her. She hurriedly gets out of the way. There is another obstacle, which CKDerrick gets through as well. We are not moving. Because I am concerned with hooligans, I want to close the door. It's like a tent door and slide door, but there's a lock. I ask, Who's got the key? At another part of the road, there are many archers aiming at targets, but all the bullets not arrows are coming toward us. I'm worried that it will scratch the car. CKDerrick swerves the car to the right so that we're half off the road half on the road and we pass this obstacle. Now there's a drunk guy in the street and a group of other guys by the side of the road. One from the group points a gun at the drunk guy, as in a game of chicken. But now another guy stumbles in between them. CKDerrick is outside. He's holding a remote, which slides the tent/van along. He walks in between the two drunk guys. We're moving along slowly and very concerned because we have the actual Mona Lisa painting in the back with us. Then, the tent collapses. The actor who played Jeremy on All My Children sees one of our party dressed in Arab headdress, light blue and white, and starts speaking in French to someone, acting like this is an international event.

Date dreamt: October 20, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

...Now I lay a white towel on the ground. There's another towel rolled up in front. I lie down besides Vips... I gather up all my gundies, count them to make sure they're all here. I am packing my things in a suitcase when I realize Vips put her shoes in it. I am walking down a street with many thrift stores. Vips catches up with me. I recall that I dumped out her shoes somewhere on the route. I go back to that place. A man and a woman are trying on the shoes and gathering them up. I explain to them. I take the sneakers and the bigger shoes. The man is still holding on to two pairs of slippers. I ask, "Did you want all of them?" The man asks the woman. She says yes. It appears in exchange for letting me have the other shoes, they are keeping the slippers.

Date dreamt: December 13, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

Image from video of Vips, which has been edited with audio of CKDerrick in conversation. This edited piece has convinced others that a famous (male) movie star or rock start lives here. I see web hits increased to amazing numbers.

Date e-mailed: January 3, 2000
Dreamer: CKDerrick

I am going to a party with Kate and Vips , and am driving a Ford Fiesta. I can't find any place to park. All the spaces seem to be reserved for a doctor's office, and additionally, we appear to be in France or Quebec, as all the signs are in French. I decide to park anyway, as it's probably after hours, and we go to the party. That Regis guy from "Who wants to be a millionaire is there", and he asks us who the LT. Governor of Michigan is. I try to call someone on my cell phone, but I only get the answering machine in the govenors mansion. He Regis tells me "too bad!" and walks off. Eventually the party breaks up and we drive off, suddenly arriving in Madison, Wisconsin. We have to drive around a flooded underpass, and as we go past a stadium I talk about my plans to become an intelligence operative, and mention that there is a secret intelligence facility hidden in the football stadium. We then arrive at a club. At the club I meet a guy I knew years ago, and we drive off in a little electric car. We are trying to break someone out of a jail, but the jail is huge and we drive around the grounds looking for the correct cell block, unsuccessfully. The guards start chasing us but we escape by driving the car down a flight of stairs. We go back to the club, where I meet Kate again. Kate asks if I want to go to an after-hours place she knows, I say sure, why not?

Date dreamt: December 25, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

CKDerrick is sitting with me at a table for two. A woman in a beige sweater with long blonde hair/light brown frizzy hair sits down at a table for two near us. CKDerrick is attracted to her so I encourage him to go talk to her. He goes over and sits at her table. He's awkward at first, then starts talking. It must have gone well because they talked through the night and by morning, tells me, the woman is making plans to move in with CKDerrick. I feel happy for CKDerrick. ChaChaKate and I are sitting on stools at a countertop. It's almost like a bar, but I know it isn't. It's a place that belongs to a fraternity. I ask ChaChaKate, were you the person who called me last night, saying something about wanting to quit. She says yes. She is apologetic. But I ask why. She says I don't like going to clubs. I say I liked going to and perhaps I'd ask CKDerrick if he would wnat to go down on a Monday night. is the same as , I say. I concede that I don't like bars and clubs when it's too loud. And ChaChaKate makes some unsaid gesture, which we both indicates we're talking about . "What's your favorite ice cream flavor?" I ask ChaChaKate. I'm trying to remember. Mint chocolate chip, I say, that's green. Then I think maybe that's Vips' favorite ice cream flavor. I like peanut, I tell her. And with that, a guy in the fraternity comes over and asks if I'd like dessert. All their instant desserts are expiring and they want to get rid of it. I say to the guy, What do you have? ChaChaKate, who is nursing something or has been eating something, I notice, says a flavor I don't recognize. What's that?, I ask. "Pistachio," she says, "with a hint of __?__" That's green, I point out. The frat guy is opening cupboards and showing me instant dessert packages, which all have Chinese character writing on them. I get a dessert, which seems like a trifle with ice cream on it and sit beside ChaChaKate again. I try to strike up a conversation. I'm talking about Vips and ChaChaKate gets defensive, thinking I'm saying something bad about Vips and I'm not. What I'm trying to say is that Vips would go dancing and then at some set agreed upon time, we would meet up afterwards. ChaChaKate's had a stinky day, I'm beginning to think, and she's angry and bitter. We're standing up now. I say, ChaChaKate, ChaChaKate, and give her a hug....

Date dreamt: February 8, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

...Now I'm looking for a chocogundy, same size as Sis and I call him S'leff or something similar. Vips and I are in some place where there are many rooms and each room is filled with stuffed animals. We've been here many times so we're just heading for the garage. I get to the room where the gundies usually are and can't find any. I tell Vips I'm looking for the chocogundy. The room is very dark, can't see anything now. Vips obviously knows her way around because she's gone far ahead of me. I think I might be lost, but I find my way to a stairwell, which leads to the garage.

Date dreamt: June 2, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I've had an errand to do in this building. I'm with Vips and a man, possibly . I would like to leave soon as possible but he wants to stay, so I think maybe I can check my e-mail on the computer. We look in a room. It's not furnished. He's been staying there. I think it might have been my room. I go in the corridor and count doors. I think my room was next door but I did stay in this room at first and had moved because of the rats. He gets a rolling wheeled chair that's marked for ambulance. I sit in it and he wheels me out. But there's no more sidewalk so I get up and we climb the stairwell. The guy's no longer with us. I assume he went to get the car. At another room, there's a topless woman doing what might be a sexy cabaret...Vips and I go up the stairwell to the roof, which is where cars are parked. I open the door but quickly shut it because there is a knife fight going on between girl gangs. Vips and I go down the stairs and the woman (from before) is yelling about a telephone number 750? But we know she doesn't have a telephone number. Vips wants to comfort the woman. I am trying to think of a phone number she can call, such as information. There's a drunk older Asian man there - obviously a fight going on. Vips and I are down a few floors. I spot Sparky and hubby among others packed into a very old long car. I ask for a ride. The door opens. But in front of the car lying on the pavement is the older Asian couple. Perhaps the dispute has gone bad. The man looks drunk and abusive.

Date dreamt: June 12, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

I am on a long long line, like in Convergence. I figure I should duck into the ladies' room first. (CKDerrick will be holding out place in line.) Other people have that idea too. It looks like a line but actually some are doing hair or just talking. A girl follows me into a stall but I slam the door and she's not there. When I get out, I see Daednu and Trystan talking, and maybe even Yosa is there. There is a table set up with platters of desserts. Daednu and Trystan are talking about dinner and Daednu complains about the cockroaches in the dinner. I lift the wrap and take a cannoli and then a slice of a really thin, dense, compacted chocolate pie. Very chocolate-y, I know. I think perhaps I should get something for CKDerrick so I reach for a chocolate muffin. But it looks like it's been eaten or cut, so I leave it on the table. Then I see Daednu cutting all the platters into pie slices, even the platter of cannolis. When I leave the ladies' room, I'm relieved that the line hasn't moved much. We're standing in a corridor and there are clusters of people talking. Vips is there with her guy from Convergence and some others that I feel I've met before but can't remember their names. CKDerrick's getting hungry. I know that they fed the females first. I tell him that there's dessert in the restrooms if he wants to get it. He declines. Later, we're outside, still waiting in the line. I comment that we're close to Chinatown and we could go there for dinner. But we don't want to lose our place on line. Now we've got a car and CKDerrick parks the red compact car a few meters back from where we had been standing. He leaves (to get food, I presume). I'm sitting in the car, waiting. Maybe I even fell asleep or started reading a book. I hear CKDerrick's voice. He's on the walkie talkie. But now I'm not in the car anymore; it's more like a minibus and I'm the only one inside. It's moving by itself, following the line. I respond to CKDerrick and I don't even have to press the buttons on the walkie talkie. The vehicle stops at an entrance to a building (perhaps the Showbox?) and I get out. CKDerrick has something for me. His mother doesn't need it anymore and since my car has scratches, he replaces the front bumper (or so). He cracks the headlights. But it's orange and doesn't really match my silver car although it does fit as a piece.

Date dreamt: Dec 11, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

Vips is driving a car. I'm in the passenger seat. We are going on a cruise that lasts at least one night. We are at the terminal. Vips says that she was going to park her car at home, but I say, how do we get to the terminal then. We see a parking space. It's for handicapped. On the street are parking spaces, but it has parking meters. That won't do. We're picking up tickets... I say that my brother is coming and the man in the ticket booth hands me another pass. For Lunch, he says. We're waiting outside the gate entrance. I see . Vips seems to know her. 's mother comes out of the gate and I can't remember her last name. Vips introduces us. We're inside a boat and time is running out to board our boat... Because it's too late to run through the door, Vips opens a door, like a bus door, in our cabin. I see the water and beautiful coral and fish underneath. Vips steps out and grabs onto the passing ship. It's dangerous...

Date dreamt: June 5, 2001
Dreamer: Sande

I am in Boston, in the front of a car and I look back and see Vips in the back seat, towards the middle. I am not expecting to see her but I am glad to see her because she is a dear friend. She looks very beautiful as she is, dressed-up and with make-up. Her hair is against her cheek. I guess we are going to a club. She looks very serene. She says, "I am going to Europe." and I say, "What about your husband?" It's a slip because I know she doesn't have a husband so I instantly correct myself, "Boyfriend?" "I dropped him so I could go to Europe," she says. "How was Cyprus?" I ask her. She doesn't give me an answer or it's an "Eh" expression. "I have a gift for you," she says and she is about to hand me a wrapped present. There's something in there of substance, circular. Perhaps old coins???

Date dreamt: March 27, 1999
Dreamer: Sande

I am at a store counter purchasing items. There is a woman cashier. I got Buy One Get One Free. Something's weird happening. Giant figures have become alive and all of us are in danger of being squashed. I see a young man, but his face is not there, it's more like a cowl around nothingness... and he has on a cloak... like the cloak Salieri wore in Amadeus. I know of course he has a head, just like if you took off my papier-mâch?equine head, you would not see my head. I unwrap the equine head a bit. I try to figure out how to put it back as it was and I can't. Outside, there are two giant figures. I am running away, across a field. Someone throws a baseball and a giant figure hits it. The ball whizzes by me. Another day, I am at the same store counter, same woman cashier, purchasing items. I no longer have on the equine head. I say to the woman, I got those Buy One Get One Free last week. She explains that was only on Saturday. I remember that's when weird stuff was happening. I notice that the roof is caved in/warped, as if one of the giant figures had started to step there but then decided not to. I feel like the building is flimsy, as if it were made of Legos. I decided I rather not come back Saturday. I leave. Outside is panic/chaos. On top of the building, running around, are paramilitary men with automatic rifles. They are shooting. I see Ligeia and Vlad. Perhaps they are running to the car ahead of me. I get into a red Formula One dragster racecar from the 80's... The cars start going, following one another. In circles around the structure, to confuse the enemy. Driving at immensely fast speeds. A man and a woman inside a home. The dragster racecar has a particular sound to it. The man says to his wife, That's a Formula One drag racer from the 80's! He opens his door to see the cars. Aerial view: The cars are speeding along. The two cars ahead of me lose their way. I am following closely, but in the loop-t-loop, I end up ahead of the car that was previously ahead of me.

Date posted: August 25, 1999
Dreamer: Batty Boop

I dreampt that I was at a Drag Club and that I was watching a stage with a Drag Show going on, the whole stage was wallpapered with an AGF monogram, and all the queens were dressed gothy. One looked like Valor, and me and some friends kept laughing about how hairy he was. In the same club I remember there were vendors and one of them was my firned VLillyV selling her clothing and the other was Tart Blossom, I don't remember what she said but I remember that Ladybee kept heckling some of the less fab looking Drag Queens.

Date dreamt: Oct 8, 2000
Dreamer: Sande

prints out a map from the computer. Tells me to follow these to Dallas instead of taking a plane. I take the map and go to the airport but it's 10 minutes until the swim meet so I want to make it in time. So I don't go. I am in a building that sways with the wind. I am with other people in the elevator. I don't like how the building tilts. I think maybe if some people leaned the other way it wouldn't tilt. I need to go to floor 86. It's one of those quick acceleration elevators. And I don't like it. Don't feel good. Feel queasy or dread. Luckily, 86 is one of the buttons on the elevator panel. I go to my room where Batty and VLilly are my roommates. Batty is angry with me because I didn't make the swim meet in Dallas. I go to see CKDerrick to talk. I go to see my coach, who is understanding...

Speaking of being 'possessed by AGFers,' I had this weird dream Sunday night (really Monday morning). I'd stayed up till 3:30am working on the faq, then I went to bed. I dreamt that I was at some place -- like Convergence or something-- and I was talking to all of these a.g.f. people who had contributed to the faq. They were all telling me stuff that was in their posts or email, all faq stuff. Gnat and just julia were discussing hair extentions, Penny Dreadful was showing me her favourite glitter, Sparky was showing people how to construct coffin purses and military medals, GothFaeri was displaying all her yummy-smelling soaps and skin paling recipes,Lady B. was flinging around yards of PVC and showing me how to sew it, Willow was assimilating more into The Collective, Jilli was reminding everyone "boots first, then corset," StrangeGirl was helping several people get nasty stains out of antique petticoats, Thessaly was mixing up a batch of Black Cherry hair dye, and Sande (with Gundy atop her head) was busy chronicling it all for the a.g.f.history project. And there were a million more a.g.f.ers hither and yon, all chattering away about stuff that would be really handy to have in the faq. While this was a lot of fun, there was something *really* odd about it... everyone was speaking in HTML code.

Okay, it happened. I was away for one day - ONE! And you guys showed up in my dream last night. Basinke, you were Bobinke at the outset... we were all at a club, I'm assuming it was at C5 because I've been obsessing over that quite a bit lately. You showed up as Bobinke first then pranced away across the dance floor as LadyBee, Trystan, all the RichmondGoths (Hi Teleute! You had extensions in my dream!), and Xian swarmed about. Lots of other a.g.f'ers were there too, I just can't remember all the details any more. You all had poofy tulle skirts on, even Xian (who mooo'ed a lot)... then Basinke bounced back over, as herself, and we all did a bunny-hop in towering platforms. Too weird. Bear in mind now, I've only seen pics of a few of you... yet I bet when I do get a chance to meet whoever from my dream shows up at C5, I'm betting that they look JUST like my dream caricatures.

Date posted: April 9, 1999
Dreamer: Angelle

The gist: Xian and Christiane were getting married in New Orleans. (Nothing to do with reality?) They posted here that they wanted any a.g.f.ers, lurkers, and random nice people to come. As I am in New Orleans, I said, "Mommy, let's go to Xian and Christiane's wedding!" She said, "Okay, dear." So there I was at their wedding. The church looked very pretty- lots of stained glass and the atmosphere was rather joyous. In my dream (wondering if this is anywhere near reality), Xian was almost scarily tall- about 6'3"- with lotsa curly dark hair that went many ways. Christiane had a big, curvy smile and lotsa wavy dark hair that was piled upon her head. She wore a long, dark wedding gown- I think it was purple velvet with a throw around her shoulders- and looked faboo. After the wedding, where my clothes magically changed from black to a large white wedding gown (Alice-like) with patent leather white Mary Janes, a few people from the wedding party wandered into a mall. I went into a Lady Foot Locker (!)(I remember the glaring sign...how strange) and looked at iridecent (can't spell this early...) purple bloomers. Walking around the bloomer display, there were Xian and Christiane, acting like a weet married couple! I gloomily told them that they should get matching bloomers and congratulations on getting married. I still wore the wedding gown.

Date posted: November 16, 1999
Dreamer: Heather Holder

I dreamed I went back to Orlando, and Penny D, Ladybee, and Xian were all going to meet me there. We met at a hotel and took a limo for an all-day shopping spree! Afterwards, we headed to Magic Kingdom and rode Haunted Mansion a few times, then sat outside and compared our purchases for the day.

Date e-mailed: Sept 11, 2000
Dreamer: Juniper

So it was a monday night (one of our main club nights here in Champaign-Urbana, IL), and i didn't want to go to C Street (the club the night is held at). So I drove to NYC to see if i could convince the agf contingent there to go shopping. It took me like an hour of driving (???? it's like a good 12 hours+ from here) to get there. But when i did, i went to Mari's apt. and was given the grand tour alond with Xian. The building had housed a beauty school in the past, so all the ground level aptments had the large dome shaped industrial hairdriers in them. We didn't go shopping for some reason, but went up to the roof of the building. There was a large garden on it, and when we came out the door Bas and Yosa were there. They said that they had come for a picnic (again ???? as they both are further away from NYC than I). So we ordered Indian food and cucumber sandwiches, Lady Bee showed up at the same time as the food, and we all sat in garden chairs (which were black and purple) at the edge of the garden (near the edge of the roof) and watched fireworks, and ate food.

It was both my 30th birthday party (which is in Feb. '99) and Convergence at the same time. Except New Orleans looked a lot like So. First St. in San Jose, but all the clubs had fancy ironwork balconies, more like NOLA, and it was pretty muggy, weather-wise. For some reason, I was trying to find the rest of my party... I was supposed to meet my boi and some old friends and some a.g.f.ers at a particular club at a particular time so we could have birthday cake. I was wearing boots that looked like Smegg boots covered in fuschia glitter, and I was tottering around on the massive heels trying to walk as fast as I could (which wasn't very). And I was wearing a fuschia pvc corset trimmed in black bat cutouts that Yosa had made for me (in the dream). And I was wearing it with a bustled miniskirt of black lace & netty stuff, just like Jilli had suggested I make (in the dream). And I couldn't find anyone I knew, and the other Convergence-goers were all *not* wearing their laminates, so I couldn't tell if I was asking Lux or Basinke for directions to where-ever I was trying to go. So I stumbled (quite literally) into this one club that looked like Agenda in SJ, but, again, was in NOLA. And the music was really good, so I decided to dance even if I didn't recognize anyone there. And in the middle of the song, LadyBee (who was dj-ing) announced something to the effect of, "This song is for Trystan 'cause it's her 30th birthday, but would she please come out of hiding 'cause people are looking for her." I looked all around, but still didn't see anyone I knew. So I climbed the extreemly long & narrow staircase up to the dj booth so I could ask LadyBee where my group was. But when I got there, she was no-where to be found. And then I heard people singing "happy birthday to Trystan" from the club next door (which looked a lot like the Cactus Club in SJ, but was in NOLA). So I ran (well, as much as I could in those boots) next door, where the sign out front said my boi's band was playing. But I went in, and it was so crowded, I couldn't get anywhere near the stage or near anyone I recognized. So I went outside and sat on the curb and cursed those big boots.

Date posted: May 29, 1999
Dreamer: VLillyV