MUSEUM, THEATRE AND YOUNG PERFORMERS

My dream last night was very chaotic, but I also feel that in spite of waking up a couple of times, the same dream progressed throughout the night. Here is what I remember:

I am walking into an old mansion. It is set up like a museum, with some rooms being clean and bright, with all the displays set out nicely, and other rooms were old, dark, dusty, and cluttered. There are some people with me, and the one that I remember the most is a flamboyant young man (reminds me of Liberace, or more recently, the man who played Q on ST:TNG). He is acting like a tour guide and for some reason picks me out of the group to interact with. He is dressed in a beautiful dark peacock blue costume straight out of the 1700's. Instead of a wig that would have been worn at that time, his thick black hair is slicked back with just a couple of curls carelessly falling on his forehead.

Eventually, I realize that I am not part of the group, but an administrator of the facility. A clipboard and pen materialize in my hand and I go about checking the displays. In spite of the man's dramatic comedy, I find his antics very annoying and do my best to ignore them. In time, we find ourselves alone, and he takes off his coat. As he does so, I become fascinated at the construction of it, and examine it more closely. He is all too happy to have me do so and holds it out for me. I remark on the double lining, the intricate pockets and the neat hand stitching. It is obvious to me that it is the original thread and workmanship. The only glitch is around one vertical pocket where the stitching is done in white thread (making it very obvious against the dark blue), which is uneven, and clearly done by someone who did not know how to use a needle. The man exclaims that this patch has always bothered him.

I go out into another room and see a group of people setting up a stage. They are carrying a beautiful French Provincial style couch and set it in place. The stage is covered with rich dark red velvet curtains that are trimmed with gold, several layers of them, and right in the middle they open up to create a throne-like setting. Behind the throne is displayed some Coat of Arms banner in royal blue and gold, and two couches are on either side of the throne. In spite of such a regal setting, I know that all this is for a comedy sketch. I really admire the work that has gone into this.

Much happens that I do not remember, until I now find myself with another group of people in what appears to be a hotel convention space. There are many people there, and once again, I recognize myself being in some administrative role. I think back on what I have just done, making notations of artists and song titles on a form, and now I am on my way to confer with a collegue.

I pass a group of young people - in their late teens and early 20's - and see (ready for this?) Justine Beiber and Selena Gomez relaxing there. Selena calls out to me about the list I have just made, joking how one title, something about "making sex" is next to her name. I smile at her and tell her to behave - that it's only a name of the song.

They all laugh as I hurry away, but I'm struck by the totally bizzare image of those two appearing in my dream, and chuckle that this could happen.

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Too bad I can't remember how the two dreams connected - there was so much more there!