Heritage Dr. Pepper, Community & dystopian allusions
So. We came across some Heritage Dr. Pepper in the store the other day and, being fans of Dr. Pepper – except for the whole corn syrup thing – picked up a bottle each. It certainly tasted great. I had some of mine for lunch, and most for dinner, Jen the reverse. The fun started that night when we tried to go to sleep. It took each of us about 1.5 hours of just laying there, staring at the ceiling, to fall asleep. Now, I don’t think it was just the caffeine. I’ve had caffeine with dinner before, and haven’t had that happen. I can’t say what it was. No idea, but it was weird.
And it got weirder. When I finally fell asleep (after meticulously analyzing completely bizarre angles on The Hangover for 1.5 hours or so), I dreamed that Community was not only a brilliant comedy, but also a seriously fucked up dystopian allusion. Like, after the ha-ha, at the end of each episode the watchers would get one more clue as to “what was really going on” a la Lost (which I have never seen, but I’m guessing it’s something like that, clue wise). What I remember is that the ha-ha portion of the show was some kind of a dream, projected by one of two people – we aren’t sure which – who are both from a tiny (<10 people) town in the middle of nowhere which was famous for something I can’t remember. The clue from the recent episode involved the brunette girl being a stand in for two geeky, glasses wearing twins from the school attended by one of our mysterious dreamers. The video portions of the clues were presented in grainy, retro style film (like those flashback scenes in The Game).
I wish I could remember more, because the imagery was so strong and subtle that I had to confirm with Jen in the morning (when I was wide awake), that Community did indeed NOT have weird dystopian clues at the end. Even now it still “feels” somewhat true. I love vivid dreams.
I think I’m gonna have to get some more of that beverage.
Seriously. And if you find out it’s laced with arsenic, …it’s prolly still worth it. And dude, I love those dreams more than most things – except for how much gets lost in translation. As did above. Sort of get what you meant, sorta don’t. Wish we could just attach projectors to our skulls and just show people.
Don’t give up on the skulljectors yet! I’d say, within our lifetime.
If they could make it work on all past dreams, as well – you know, as opposed to accessing only the dreams that occurred in the last twelve hours or something… because for some reason with our entirely fictitious invention, my brain imposed restrictions immediately…