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$5 bottle of scotch

Human/robot makeouts

Juicy gang

Two-ton Espressosaurus Rex terrorizes the town

Sven vs. Angus cage match!

Harem of Bros

[Nyithra]

Oh so I'm not the only one who has weird nightmares like that? Great to know.

[Rghfrgl]

'Wake up Marigold, it's just a dream.'
'I'm not Marigold, I'm Hannelore.'
'Shh, it's ok now. Let's cuddle'
'aaaahhh!'

[ReindeerFlotilla]

What makes you think anyone is awake?

[SJCrew]

Tai is more fun now. Before her relationship with Dora, I think her promiscuity was oversold and made her seem one-dimensional. The development she's receiving is akin to what we were beginning to see with Sven when his fling with Faye fell through, but he hasn't had enough of a presence in the comic since then to make that transformation.

Speaking of Sven, once word gets out that Angus has left the building, I think we can expect another appearance from him.

EDIT: Thinking on it, this post may belong in last week's thread... Oh well.

[snubnose]

I never have nightmares *shrug*

Well I had some as a child, but never since.

[ReindeerFlotilla]

I always have nightmares. I'm having one now.

[BenRG]

I never have nightmares *shrug*

Well I had some as a child, but never since.

Most of my childhood nightmares seemed to involve runaway giant motorised toys or dark rooms that could not be lit, even if I turned on the lights. Learn from that what you will!

I really think that Marigold's dreams were pure, unalloyed anxiety; not just anxiety about her relationship with Dale but also about motherhood. On a certain level, I do think she wants to be a mother but Hannelore, the archetype of a difficult-to-maintain person in the QC universe, expresses her fears that she is not up to the challenge.

[NilsO]

I can see Faye drunk coming on to Marten, mirroring his drunk come ons to her early in the strip. He rebuffs her, and it gets really awkward.

You are referring to #1818. Not one of Marten's finer moments, but Faye defused him quite effectively.

Of course, the current mirror situation will not play the same way. If Faye makes a move on Marten (and I doubt it), I guess Marten will calm her down gently. They may cuddle and talk for a while, as best friends. But she needs help to get over this. I do not think the cure is another relationship (and by all means, keep her away from Sven!), and there are no other obvious candidates.

[ReindeerFlotilla]

If Jeph keeps to pattern, that scene is over. He keeps cutting away when someone should be pushing Faye about her behavior. When he comes back, the situation is different enough that we must assume it got brushed away, but he's saved the difficult task of showing how they got past it. Seems to me this dream state interlude is another example of skipping the confrontation.

[Mad Cat]

Baby Hanners is cute and all, but what exactly would an anal retentive baby be like?

*shudders*

[ZoeB]

I predict a reasonable number of babies in Marigold's future.
And the look Dale is giving her is the same look Marten gives Claire.

Now we - or they - have to do some damage control with Faye.

[Akima]

The question is, did Marigold eat cheese before bedtime, or did Jeph?

I have nightmares occasionally; I don't know why.

[freeman]

Squueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Baby Hanners is the cutest thing that has ever existed or can possibly exist

[Technetium]

Dream, yes, but I can't help but wonder if this comic is a setup to Marigold actually being knocked up. After all, this is a comic that likes to explore difficult relationship issues, and it's an area so far unexplored.

[Method of Madness]

That doesn't seem like a road Jeph would go down.

[Orkboy]

Most of my childhood nightmares seemed to involve runaway giant motorised toys or dark rooms that could not be lit, even if I turned on the lights. Learn from that what you will!

Fun fact: light switches never work in dreams.  Same with mirrors.  The primitive part of your brain responsible for dreams doesn't understand them, so they don't work. 

[Coffee_Kaioken]

Speaking of Sven, once word gets out that Angus has left the building, I think we can expect another appearance from him.

And then Dora's cut-off comes to light as well. (I've been waiting to see Sven's reaction to that for a while now.)

[BenRG]

Speaking of Sven, once word gets out that Angus has left the building, I think we can expect another appearance from him.

And then Dora's cut-off comes to light as well. (I've been waiting to see Sven's reaction to that for a while now.)

Trying again with Faye whilst she is in an emotionally vulnerable state won't do anything to improve Dora's opinion of his toxicity.

[ReindeerFlotilla]

Most of my childhood nightmares seemed to involve runaway giant motorised toys or dark rooms that could not be lit, even if I turned on the lights. Learn from that what you will!

Fun fact: light switches never work in dreams.  Same with mirrors.  The primitive part of your brain responsible for dreams doesn't understand them, so they don't work.

Every "doesn't work" in dreams I've come across has been wrong. Light switches work fine, mirrors function, text is readable, clocks tell time. The one "truth" about dream states that holds in my experience is impermanence. A long passage of text will switch subjects. If I notice and try to go back and find the change, I'll find the previous text gone--or if the part I flip back to was memorable enough, what follows it will be completely different. Things like that are usually jarring enough to wake me. Clocks will display wildly different times. Details of settings change from moment to moment.

Dreams are weird.

[ankhtahr]

Yeah, the impermanence is one of the most jarring aspects of dreams. Looking at clocks twice and checking if they're displaying the same time is supposed to work relatively well.

[Neko_Ali]

My nightmares usually involve either being chased by something dangerous I can't escape, all horror-movie style. Or trying to acquire something/get somewhere that I can never get to because it keeps moving. Or I keep looking for it in all the wrong places. Sometimes my subconcious discards any subtlety and the chaser is my father, and what I am after is recognition for being a woman.

[DSL]

The constant in my dreams lately is that the situation I'm in steadily becomes more horrifying/ridiculous/illogical/all of the above until the me-character eventually says a version of, "Wait a minute, this doesn't make any damn sense." At which point I wake up.

Before that, it was flying or falling (or both) -- with the occasional trying-to-walk-though-the-air-seems-to-have-turned-into-molasses thrown in for variety.

[Zebediah]

For years I had a series of anxiety dreams set in airports, where everything that could possibly go wrong to make me miss my flight did. I had so many of these that I actually started to get a bit genre-savvy inside the dreams - I'd see something go wrong and I'd think, "Oh no, not this shit again." Inevitably I'd make it to the gate to watch my plane pulling away.

A couple of years ago I had one of these that ended a bit differently. First, there was something wrong with my passport. But wait - there was a US Customs office right there in the airport that could fix it. So I got to the customs office, and the lines were out the door. But wait - the lines were moving at a decent pace, and I actually got to the counter and got the problem fixed with just enough time to make it back to my gate and board my plane. So I got outside the office - and suddenly noticed that the entire airport had changed while I was in the customs office, and I now had no idea where my gate was. It was so ridiculous that I burst out laughing in my dream. I haven't had another one of these since.

[Finwolven]

My subconscious tries to attack me with anxiety in dreams every now and then, but the ways it does so are generally so absurd I fail to be horrified or anxious.

My worst dreams are generally those I wake up from going 'Oh man, it was only a dream!', such as getting a job when I'm desperately searching for one, winning a lottery when I'm scrambling for cash and the like.

[Carl-E]

Like snubnose, I had a series of recurring nightmares as a child. 

I managed somehow to suppress my dreams so effectively that I have no memory of dreaming when I wake.  Even when I'm awoken in the middle of one.  I know I dream, since my wife tells me they are occasionally active and sometimes I even talk in my sleep ("The Czar's underwear is green!  The integral is on the windowsill!" are two memorable lines, along with the legendary "Stop pulling my beard!" as I flailed with my left hand while pulling my own beard with my right). 

But I've managed to psychologically completely submerge that part of my mind since the age of 5.  Good or bad, weird or realistic, I remember no dreams. 

 

[ReindeerFlotilla]

I suspect I developed the ability to read in dreams as a means of subconsciously giving myself the middle finger. I used to have these PTSD-flashback dreams, not of terror, but of absolute defeat. back in a situation I'd escaped and no way out. But there was a striking absence of written words in them. In fact I don't recall reading anything in any dream until I noticed the lack. I was a signal. If it were real, there'd be signs everywhere. The dream faded off for about a year.

Then it came back, with words.

I'm not given to dreams like that anymore. When my brain wants to fuck with me it is subtle. For ex: I'm an insomniac. I'm pretty sure I had a dream last Thursday that I couldn't fall asleep. I lay awake for two hours or so, then it was two hours later, and I had memories of lying awake through sunrise. But the sun wasn't up.

Well played, brain.

[Pilchard123]

Dream, yes, but I can't help but wonder if this comic is a setup to Marigold actually being knocked up. After all, this is a comic that likes to explore difficult relationship issues, and it's an area so far unexplored.

While he's changed his mind on things in the past ("I think this is the most risqué the comic will get" comes to mind), I'm pretty sure Jeph has said that pregnancy (possibly specifically unexpected/unwanted) arcs are out.

[Rghfrgl]

He flat out said no babies, possibly while wearing a 'No Babies' T-shirt and glasses.

[ReindeerFlotilla]

Does baby Hanners violate that rule?

[Zebediah]

No, quite the opposite. The old "Hannelore's imagined pregnancy" arc was a direct response to people suggesting that Jeph have an arc with Faye getting pregnant after her fling with Sven. This one is probably a poke at those who have suggested a Marigold pregnancy arc.

[A Duck]

I see this comic more as a way of trolling readers "steve-cereal" style than anything relating to babies.
We still have to see how the whole Faye thing goes.

[ReindeerFlotilla]

I mean baby Hanners is an actual baby.

Sure she's an imaginary baby, but technically adult Hanners is an imaginary adult.

[Zebediah]

Yeah, but baby Hannelore is an imaginary imaginary baby. A dream-baby in a fictional character's head. She's meta-imaginary.

[ReindeerFlotilla]

That's just plane complex.









 

[Pilchard123]

I didn't get your joke at first. It took me a while to quaternion.

[Zebediah]

Oh great, the puns are just going to multiply now.

[ankhtahr]

I don't have nightmares very often. But I vividly remember the last one. It was an extremely realistic and detailed dream about a plane crashing into the house on the other side of our backyard at my hometown. I saw the plane spiralling down after having lost a wing. It was still relatively far away, and I was just shocked by the sight of it. I watched it get closer and ultimately realising that it would crash close to us. Upon realising that (I was standing in our living room, which had large windows from the ceiling to the top edge of the couch) I let myself fall behind the couch to be safe from the shards. Time slowed down. While I was falling the plane crashed. The pressure destroyed our windows, and I felt glass shards across my back. I finally touched the floor, when I realised that the plane was missing one wing. Exactly in that moment the wing, including the kerosine tank crashed into our roof. I still remember the sudden flash of light and the feeling of intense heat on my skin. Then everything turned dark. I realised it must have been a dream, but was for some reason unable to open my eyes. I became terrified. I feared for my life. After about five seconds I could finally open my eyes.

That was the most terrifying dream I've ever experienced, if only because of the realism.

[Akima]

Fun fact: light switches never work in dreams.  Same with mirrors.  The primitive part of your brain responsible for dreams doesn't understand them, so they don't work.

Piffle. I dreamed just last night about cutting off all my hair with electric clippers. The switch, and the clippers, worked just fine. I've dreamed about riding bicycles, motorcycles, using computers, and cutting with knives. My subconscious seems to understand technology just fine.

Quaternions leave me wondering which way is up.

[Carl-E]

Depends on which way you spin them. 

 

[ReindeerFlotilla]

That was an unexpected twist. I may have to sine off.

[cesium133]

This thread has gone off on a tangent. These puns do seem a bit derivative, though I enjoy it when math is integral to understanding a joke.

[ReindeerFlotilla]

Math? I thought this was about football. I'm a  big fan of the Eulers.

[Kugai]

I'm divided on puns these days.

[cesium133]

Math? I thought this was about football. I'm a  big fan of the Eulers.

I hear that the 49ers and 76ers are great promoters of arithmetic education.

[ReindeerFlotilla]

I'm divided on puns these days.

The power to get to the root of the problem is just a step away. It's not imaginary, it's real. Hyperreal. Integrate it in your life and you're all set. Then you can have pi. Or tau, if you're really hungry.

[Penquin47]

The dreams I remember best:

1. I'm driving down a major street in El Paso (where I lived for high school/learned to drive) when I realize my brakes do not work.  It's like 3 am and there's no traffic around, but I still freak out.  I always wake up before I hit something.  I used to have this at least once every couple months.

2. When I was four, I had a nightmare that someone had killed my uncle and cut him in half to use as an anatomical model (not that I knew that word when I was four).  I can still remember my aunt sobbing and how inside was divided into a bunch of little boxes labeled things like "heart" and "lungs".  My mom was in medical school, so I guess I must've picked up something subconsciously.  (Said uncle, btw: still alive.)

3. I dreamed an entire day.  I have no idea what happened on that day, except that I brought my muddy shoes home from preschool.  I went three days before someone pointed out that I was an entire day off, and the shoes were the clue that convinced me I'd dreamt the day.

[Method of Madness]

I don't really ever remember any dreams. Except part of one. I don't remember how I got there, but I was about to be executed. That is to say, I was on my knees and someone had a large pistol to my head. They shot me, I fell forward still able to see...something, I don't know what, maybe a nuclear landscape? Then I woke up with a headache. This was years ago.

[ysth]

Oh great, the puns are just going to multiply now.

And get derisive?  That would be ugly.

[Method of Madness]

God DAMN it, Faye

(nods in sad agreement)

[Kugai]

Fucking Pintsize

*Kicks him through the wall*