Last night I dreamed about Outlaw Star.
I also dreamed I was in a house with a bunch of carpeted rooms. Maximus was there. He had toys in every room and carpeted mazes. I needed to vacuum. I tossed him a toy and it hit him in the face; I thought, “Oh, that’s right, he’s blind. He may look better because he’s in a dream, but he’s still blind.”
For another dream I just have the notes: “AP. Drama. Keijo coach. Noya’s VA.” All I remember from this is that one character had Nishinoya’s seiyuu and that freaked AP out.
In another dream there was a kooky anime-style family. There was a teenager daughter that was a pro blogger/photographer and she was taking pictures while on a train. There was a photo competition; AP was taking a picture of a kid on stage who looked like an angel because of how the light scattered/reflected behind him. Then there was another picture submitted of AP taking that picture. Ultimately, the winner of the competition was a photo demonstrating three uses/stages of a cane. There were three different people arranged on steps, an old woman, a younger woman, and I don’t remember the third. All with canes but holding them different ways. I don’t know whether the cane picture or the “picture of AP taking a picture” was the photo that the blogger daughter took. Maybe both, for all I know.
In another dream, I heard the song “Regal Generation” by the Generation of Miracles. After the first play, it played again, and when my mom and brother were confused, I explained that the second song–the one we were listening to now–is Aomine’s version.
In another dream, I was standing at an intersection. It’s the same one as dreams before; I think last time I was wearing a promotional t-shirt to advertise a place. I was worried because Maximus was by the sidewalk and was likely to walk into the road but I was on the other side. A guy in a company-branded pickup went roaring by; after he passed, Maximus was gone. I walked up the road, following the truck, and found Maximus in the middle of the road. He had stowed away in the wheel well. He was just fine and I thought, “No matter what happens, he’s alive now because this is a dream.”
In another dream I was visiting “friends”–I think it might have been the kooky anime family from the previous dream. One of the daughters (I don’t think it was the photographer one) insisted I needed to watch the “new” Toy Story movies, that I would just love them (I got the impression they were “new” Toy Story movies much like the “new” Star Wars movies). I really didn’t want to but I was a guest and couldn’t turn her down. We were on a pull-out couch under blankets and her mom (a customer of mine in RL) was watching with us. We were crammed in way too close and the mom especially was too close and was kind of playing footsie with me but not and it made me really uncomfortable.
Then we were in a gym at a school fair. Half the gym was set up to watch the stage and other other half had little booths set up. I saw GG’s wife and I was thinking about their son and realized he had a different last name (this is not true IRL). So the wife was at a booth, discreetly practicing her signature for writing checks with her new last name because she wasn’t used to it. When she left, I found the pad of paper she was using and I tried writing her name too, just to see if I could copy it. The person next to me said, “You better quit that! He’s coming, he’ll see you!” He walked by me and gave me a nasty look but didn’t see what I was doing. Then GG moved toward the middle of the room where he was correcting a softball/batting demonstration being given by his daughter.