Havoc’s Dream Journal: A more horrifying nightmare I cannot imagine.

They were alive. And there were many of them. AND I DIDN’T APPROVE.

Last night I dreamed that in order to work on my dissertation, I visited a Tanytrachelos farm, where a bunch of LIVING Tanytracheloses were running around wooping it up. What’s a Tanytrachelos, you ask? It’s a smug, swimming, glorified lizard that had a huge party in a single lake in the Triassic and died there/then. And it is the object of my dissertation. Well anyway, in spite of the fact that this thing was to exclusively be a FOSSIL, I visited this farm full of the little guys and saw them all running around and splashing in the water and I was there to look at them and I suppose write about them. They were completely accurate in their morphology as well. And they were light greenish yellow. Mind you, I don’t just dream in color, I dream in 3-D. And in all five senses. So when one of the cheeky bastards jumped up on me after having been playing and splashing in the water, I felt its reptilian skin and its Tanytrachelos-flavored water dripping off its webbed feet onto me and its tiny little toenails, and I was all like, “icky poo there is a soggy Tanytrachelos on me get it away!”

Let us not confuse this dream with the dream I had a long time ago where some local confection-maker had produced a line of chocolate bars shaped like Tanytrachelos… and I ate one in front of one of my advisers to see him react and he started freaking out, even though these candies were mass produced. That dream was hilarious… this dream was just awful. If the Tanytrachelos ever suddenly goes Coelacanth on my ass, I will freak out to epic proportions.