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Since I learned that Jim Donahue regularly dreams about celebrities, I've been thinking of Dreaming Arnold Schwarzenegger, the hypertext project by Michael Blitz and Louise Krasniewicz that, of course, documented dreams about Arnold Schwarzenegger. While researching their book about "Arnoldness," Why Arnold Matters, the authors found themselves having dream after dream of the lumpy grunter, and encouraged the webby (before or during the book-writing process, I forget) to share their stories with the known universe. From a summary of Blitz and Krasniewicz's creation:
The content asks questions about American popular culture and the nature of dreams (including American ones). Numerous hyperlinks spin off into various essays and web sites, a number of which are only tenuously connected to the central theme of the project. Apparently, Mr. Schwarzenegger was not directly involved in the production of this site.
I imagine not. Arnold may have wandered through a snooze or two of Connie Bruck's, for all we know. What's confounding is that I can't seem to find the subconcious-anthology online anymore, though I admit I haven't googled with my usual fire in the browser. What kind of vast right-wing Hollywood-liberal Kennedy-compound Mr. Universe media-elite ivory-tower California-utilities Bain de Soleil conspiracy might be at work here, I wonder?
Post a comment with your own celebrity dreams, if they don't make you too shy. So far, only my daydreams are about Stephen Merchant—a man of intense and glad appreciation who laughs with delighted daring and little malice, and who should be properly appreciated himself by a girl who knows how—but I know (and like) the way I let things take over. It's a tall tail I'm chasing in my head.
Speaking of celebrities, in case you've somehow missed this, I read How to Dress Like the Pope (which has a faint to strong connection with baby mixologists/fry cooks and Lemony Snicket) today and it's pretty damn funny. There's still more commentary on Pope-onography in this no doubt offensive series, "Pope vs. Gays: SMACKDOWN!"
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When I worked at William Morrow many years ago, it published a book called “I Dream of Woody,” a collection of people’s dreams about Woody Allen. I think it sold five copies.
I used to have a recurring dream that Ashton Kutcher was stalking me.I think it was the combined effect of a song by the Lucksmiths with the lyrics:I had a dream about Jennifer Jason LeighI was running and she was chasing meAnd the fact that I was at that time (when I was having the dreams) convinced, that when I was younger I had looked like Ashton Kutcher. Except, of course, I was a girl.