I was asleep on the plane as it made its approach to Denver. In my dream, the plan went into a sudden deep dive to land, and I'm thinking, whoa, that's different. I looked out the window (I actually was in an aisle seat, so go figure), and I thought, "We're landing at Fort Collins/Loveland airport? What happened with DIA?" The plane leveled out to land, and I'm seeing trees and gas stations and buildings, and I'm going, "Wait, this is the frontage road of I-25." Then I woke up as the plane touched down on the runway at DIA.
This morning, I dreamed I ran across a good friend I've only personally met once, but we got along so famously that we've referred to each other as BFAM* ever since. He makes a good living in upstate New York, but this was in Southern California somewhere, and was living in a big spare room off of a motel. I wanted a glass of water, and he said he had ice for me. The ice maker was attached under the sink. He activated it, and it plopped out cubes of ice on the floor under the sink, close to a kitty litter tray. He put the ice cubes in a glass, and I'm thinking, "Yeah, I don't really want that."
We were chatting and moving around the place, and I came across this weird contraption. I pushed some buttons, and it turned out to be a special phone system to call his brother and sister with. The sister answered and started talking, and I pushed buttons, and then got the brother answering, and I apologized that I was with BFAM and had called him ... I hesitated, trying to find the word ... erroneously. BFAM walked up and said, "Don't worry, bro. It was a mistake, and I'm fine." I clicked it off, and then the sister came on. She was still talking, nonstop.
Then the alarm went off in real life, and I woke up. There was actually a lot more to the dream, with BFAM and I being out on the road standing around parked cars, and a girl who said she was a stripper and wanted to give me a lap dance, and I just walked her to the club, and then she looked like an entirely different person, and she had a really lousy attitude. But that stuff wasn't all that interesting.
My dreams. I bet you're sorry you asked, hey?
*BFAM is Brother From Another Mother, for those who are curious.