Last night, three unrelated things added together into a most interesting confluence.
1) I have “jump out of bed, screaming, and running for the door” nightmares about once or twice a month. Fortunately, I live alone (and my townhouse walls are pretty thick) so no one else has to be too annoyed by this habit.
2) The light in my bedroom is turned on/off using a remote control on my nightstand and not the the wall switch as one might expect.
3) I’ve had Jonathan Coulton’s Code Monkey stuck in my head for a few days now.
1 + 2 + 3) I had the song stuck in my head as I fell asleep last night. At some point, I woke up in my standard “just had a nightmare” way. While this one didn’t scare me enough to want to flee my house like normal, it did provide a fascinating mix of terror and Code Monkey in my brain. Being somewhat freaked out, I wanted to turn the light on. I fumbled with the collection of remotes on my nightstand but in my adled half-asleep state, I couldn’t find the right one! So I did the best thing I could think of and turn my TV on.
My TV was turned to PBS (because that’s the only channel I can get without plugging an antenna in, which I haven’t done upstairs) and this guy was playing and singing a song on the piano.
The song had the exact same freaking chord progression and tempo as the one that was playing in my head. This event seemed so unnatural to me that I spent the next ten minutes trying to figure out if I was actually awake or if this was just a part of a dream. I finally determined that I was awake.
Sadly, that was the most interesting thing that’s happened to me this year, so I just had to blog it. And since I couldn’t come up with a good title, I just used the title of a Buffy episode where the Scoobies are attacked in their dreams. Sadly, my dreams almost never involve a Cheese Man.