Astronaut Dreams

[tourmaline]

Thought I ought to document my recent flurry of dreams about astronauts. I'll start with last night's dream and its all-star lineup: A group of us from work were sent on a training course, which took place in a big hall resembling a school hall or church hall (wooden floors, simple table-and-chair furnishings and an upright piano in the corner) - the training was to include some workshop-type group work with presentations to the other groups. MC for this training was Ron Garan, and Nicole Stott made a couple of appearances modelling spacesuits - firstly a less-bulky version of the orange launch-and-landing ACES suit, then in a full EVA suit - for which she was escorted into the room by Mike Good - although the training we were there for was nothing to do with spacesuits, or even any aspect of space studies, all I remember us talking about was yoga and pencil cases. We had to go to another building nearby for lunch (all these buildings apparently owned by NASA), this building had a curved entrance porch which was obviously built some years after the original building, and was surrounded by curved flowerbeds and large curved steps. The building was known as the Eclipse Viewing Area but there was no indication of when the eclipse was that was viewed from the area. Before going in to lunch my friend and I decided we needed to call into the nearby branch of Boots to buy a few things, and we walked past Ken Ham and I was trying to explain to my friend who he was, she didn't get it even though I was going "OMG it's Ken Ham! Ken Ham!" like a squeeing fangirl. He noticed us briefly but carried on talking to the people he was with. And Mark Kelly was carrying a really enormous empty grey plastic crate around for reasons unknown.

My other dream was a few nights back: I was in a pub, which was someone's house which hadn't really been redecorated to look like a pub. I arrived and the guy behind the bar said "Thanks for coming, the shower's here" - ie the shower unit was at the side of this big open fireplace (unlit) with a massive mantelpiece, and I had arrived to fix the shower head. There were two main groups of people in the room, around two dining tables, who were the two teams in the pub quiz which was underway - one team member was Garrett Reisman and he was being all life-and-soul-of-the-party and laughing a lot and also knowing most of the answers in the quiz. In between rounds he came over to me to see how I was getting on with mending the shower head, which I apparently managed fine even though I didn't know what was wrong with it, and had no knowledge of shower head maintenance.

LOL my brain is strange. But entertaining :D