Dreams of William Shatner

Kitty's Dream of July 29, 2011

2011-07-30T18:47:00.000-07:00

This was my first Shatner dream in a very long time and I'm already forgetting a lot of it.

They were filming a new Star Trek movie with the Original cast and they were all the ages they were during TOS. A lot of stuff happened that I don't remember but I DO remember this: a bunch of the crew were turned into animals (including Spock, who was a duck). Kirk was off screen when someone quoted something Kirk had said and concluded, "He must be a great man."

Duck!Spock replied, "He was indeed."

I remember thinking how weird it was to hear Nimoy's voice coming out of the cartoon duck's mouth and wanted to be sure to tell Lene.

I wish I could remember more because it was space-bizarre.

Kitty's Dream of 1/25

2011-01-25T12:20:00.000-08:00

The shower wasn't working in Captain Kirk's quarters so I showed him a button you could press to get a blast of hot water. It was called the Pimp button.

Kitty's Dream of 9/21

2010-09-23T00:12:00.000-07:00

Lene, Bill and I were staying at a big house on a lake. It had a beautiful deep pool. Bill dove in naked and I got to watch Shatner butt soar through the air. When it was time for Bill to leave, there was snow everywhere. Lene & I tried to warn him that the road was very curvy and not easy to follow but at the first curve (which we could see from the driveway), he drove into the lake. Luckily it wasn't deep. We decided that Lene would go with him to direct him to the expressway and I would follow in Lene's car to bring her back to the house.

All day I've been enjoying the feeling of just hanging out with Bill.

Lene's Dream of 9/8

2010-09-09T20:30:00.000-07:00

I had a long dream that was confusing and I don't remember most of it. But I DO remember one small bit, where I was invited to a dinner part and got to go with my HUSBAND, William Shatner. But I was pissed as hell because they wouldn't let us sit together! Bill wanted to sit next to me but wasn't as upset as I was. He seemed resigned to doing what the hosts wanted and it turned into some kind of publicity thing anyway. Then I woke up. Still pissed off.

Kitty's Dream of 8/25/2010

2010-08-26T13:11:00.000-07:00

Bill and I were a couple (happy sigh) and we went to the Academy Awards. Everything was a mess - completely disorganized and the floor was dirt! Bill did a number that went very well. Later I did number. Actor's nightmare - hadn't rehearsed, didn't know the words. Not well received.

Finally the thing went on so long (and Bill was making out with my sister) that I stood up and yelled, "ENOUGH! Give out a fucking award already!"

Leaving the theatre was like fleeing Atlanta with the Yankees closing in.

Kitty's Dream of 6/23/2010

2010-06-24T14:24:00.001-07:00

Lene and I were attending a new Star Trek movie with the original cast. They'd screwed up canon so badly that it appeared Kirk was never captain of the Enterprise. They were all prisoners of the Klingons and whatever they'd done to Kirk made him act really sloppy-drunk. Finally Spock picked him up and carried him off. Kirk kissed him on the cheek and said, "I love you."

Then the movie changed into a musical with none of the Trek people. It went on and on and we realized that Kirk & Co. were only in those first few minutes. The musical got rather explicit and I said, "This is soft-core porn!" So we left.

When I told Lene about this at lunch today, she pointed out that the K/S moment was a lot like a Budweiser commercial.

Kitty's Dream of 6/6/10

2010-06-07T11:05:00.000-07:00

"Look At His Butt" had become a TV show on some minor station, probably local cable. In addition to Lene and me, there were 3 other people on it - one was Francine, one was someone I don't like and I can't remember the 5th. We sat in a row of chairs and each of us went to an area downstage and did a short shtick. Our producer was William Shatner! And for her shtick, Lene got to dance with him! I didn't get to because I'm such a lousy dance partner. We were only on for 5 days. On the 4th day, one of the crew told us NBC wanted to pick up the show! We were so excited! Except Lene. She didn't want to do it. She was very sad and tired. Because it was a dream, I didn't think to check if she had a beard but I know this was Lene from some strange alt-universe. My Lene would never turn down a chance like that!

Kitty's Dream of April 22, 2010

2010-04-22T17:44:00.000-07:00

Young William Shatner and I were both working at the Stratford Festival, he as an actor and me as a hanger-on. Because of money problems, he was going to have to go back to Montreal at the end of the season and get a real job. We were both very sad so we made love on the subway. :-)

Lene's Dream of April 8

2010-04-09T12:27:00.001-07:00

Had a dream last night about an art event in NYC called "James T.
Kirk: The Blond Years". Gertrude Stein was there. Seemed appropriate.

Jen's Dream of April 7

2010-04-07T15:25:00.000-07:00

Jen aka Captain Toy sends this along:

It's been a long time since my last one and have to say this one was a tease. Damm those script writers, why couldn't they do more?

So here it is:

This was in the middle of an unrelated dream I was having. I was some young lady in a bookstore looking at a display of Bill's books. When from behind me, Bill shows up. He begins to charm the pants off of me. He offers an autograph (This was not a book signing). Then he gets to talking. I was totally surprised and bowled over by his appearance. However, nothing ever happens. He never takes me to his apartment, never kisses me, nothing. Who wrote this dream?

Why is it, whenever I have dreams of Bill, I never get to see him fuck? Aren't we allowed a little skin? Damn my brain!

Kitty's Dream of January 7, 2010

2010-01-08T13:18:00.000-08:00

Kirk and Bill were the same person (just like in real life) and they/he were/was leaving on the 5-year mission so they/he were/was running around saying goodbye to all their/his mistresses.

Luckily, I was going along on the mission. Can't remember what happened after that.

JK's Dream of November 2, 2010

2009-11-03T21:04:00.000-08:00

I was watching a "new" Star Trek episode, looked like ST III-IV timeframe. Kirk had been married several times and had just married comic book Carol Marcus. He said something about her now being married "to a Kirk steed" (meaning himself). I thought, "Kirk doesn't say things like that." Then they were cuddling on a bed (under the covers, unfortunately) and when she got on top, he said, "Thank you." I repeat--KIRK DOESN'T SAY THINGS LIKE THAT!

Whoever wrote this dream should be fired.

JMP's Dream of October 25, 2009

2009-10-26T14:29:00.001-07:00

Last night I dreamed that President Obama had dinner not only with Bill, but also with Captain Kirk! The universe as we know it must be in danger...

Kitty's Dream of 10/17/09

2009-10-18T13:02:00.000-07:00

Long time no dream.

I was at a big wedding and we were all watching "Space Seed." There was a closeup of Kirk's EVE straining like a big dog on a short leash. Also, Kirk and the crew (except Spock) were playing some kind of fantasy football. I thought, "I must watch this with Lene!"

Lene's dream of Sept 2

2009-09-03T19:28:00.000-07:00

Ok, I don't know why I had this dream. I think it was a combination of taking Fiorinal with codeine for my headache before I went to bed, and spending too much time looking at the pictures on Shatner's Toupee. Anyway...

I dreamed that I was looking through old magazines that had pictures of Bill. There will also clippings, like someone had cut articles out of newspapers and magazines years ago - they were all on b&w newsprint, kind of faded and tattered. Suddenly I found a set that seemed to be from a stage play - Bill was in the same clothes he had on in "Bread & Circuses" (the grey sweatshirt combo) and he looked as he did in his Kirk days. As I flipped through the pictures it became obvious that it was no ordinary play because Bill started stripping, but only from the waist down! Then it turned into weird porno shoot where Bill, Leonard and Dee ALL had their pants down and showed off their hard-ons. It wasn't particularly gay - they weren't fucking each other - but there were many pictures of cocks side by side. Bill, of course did the most showing off and had the most pictures. (His hard-on looked very nice indeed.)

The whole time I was looking at these pictures (and going "OMFG!!!") I was thinking that I HAD to show these to Kitty, and that she'd be so happy.

The the alarm went off.

Spockoid's dream

2009-06-26T13:31:00.001-07:00

t was about four months ago, when I was on a TOS movie binge and I had not discovered you guys yet. I had a dream in which Bill was wearing nothing but a pair of those blue Army Surplus skivies and standing by a pool, stretching before he dove-fell- in. He was looking GREAT- but then he started to morhp! He turned into the current, big-butt William F'ing Shatner! I woke up and I was almost crying!
But man- his butt was GREAT before he morphed!

Kitty's Dream of 5/28

2009-05-28T10:56:00.000-07:00

I was watching TV and a new show came on in which Bill played a wrestler. Eddie Izzard was in it, too! I grabbed the phone to tell Lene to watch it but she didn't answer. Apparently Bill and Eddie had built some kind of robot that they named Humongo. Humongo went crazy and destroyed their home planet. (I guess they were aliens.) So they were chasing it. It was like chasing a dog. They went up and down escalators and couldn't corner it. The wrestling part never came into it.

Lene's Dream of March 29

2009-03-30T10:37:00.000-07:00

I was staying in a hotel for a business trip and it turned out that there was a Star Trek convention in the hotel, too - but it was only for lesbians. I went downstairs to look around and to see if they would let me in anyway. Bill was supposed to be there! I was very excited about this and tried to find a phone to call JK, but the only phone was on the registration table for the con. It was a really big, black, old style phone from the 1920s - but it was free. I sat on the floor to call JK but just as I dialed the number, Bill came rushing in, needing to use the phone, so of course I had to hand it over to him. He was surrounded by his handlers, so I didn't get to talk to him, but I did drop the phone directly into his hand (and our hands brushed against each other).

Oh, and I was wearing my (completely not sexy) pajamas the entire time.

Kitty's dream of St. Paddy's Day

2009-03-18T12:47:00.000-07:00

This was a very long, very involved dream that included losing my virginity to Cary Grant on a bus but I'll spare you all the non-celebrity stuff.

I was channel-surfing and became interested in a movie about post-WW II England. Bill was playing the son of a rich Canadian family who had flown for the RAF. He stayed in England after the war. He became involved with the labor movement. The final scene was a huge cheering crowd surrounding a boxing ring. Bill was alone in the ring, making a big speech, shirtless and wearing a kilt. The camera panned up and out. The end.

I desperately wanted to see the title of the movie but as usual in dreams, I couldn't make it out.

Also in this dream, Lene and I realized that if we wrote a phony academic book about fanfic, we could include our stories in it as examples. We got a Texas high school to buy into the idea.

Kitty's Dream of March 14, 2009

2009-03-14T23:39:00.000-07:00

I was the guest on William Shatner's Raw Nerve. Bill asked me why I hate Alice in Wonderland so much. I explained that I've never been able to stand the chaos, the lack of coherence and order. He asked me how I felt about Catch-22. I said I was fine with that because it was consistent within is own world and actually made sense in the end. We had quite a literary discussion.

Kitty's dream of March 3, 2009

2009-03-04T11:22:00.000-08:00

Make sense of this, if you can.

I was taking a piano lesson with my college piano professor when he and another professor threw their coats over my head and hustled me out of the building. I said, "Oh no! Not another SAI kidnapping!" (SAI was the music sorority I was in in college and they don't do kidnappings.) They asked me, "How old are you?" and I wasn't sure if they meant how old am I now or how old was I in college. Eventually they took me a house where I was the person being surprised on a show kind of like "This Is Your Life" but it had to do with how charming you are. (FYI, I am not charming at all.) It was hosted by Shirley MacLaine. My college roommates were there (who know exactly how uncharming I am). Apparently they had nominated me and were prompting me to share my "charming" memories with Shirley. A wedding party came through that featured an elderly topless bride who just wanted to say hello and in the hubbub, I saw William Shatner outside and realized he was my surprise guest. After things settled down, the room got dark and Shirley said, "Is everyone ready to go on?" and by the Bill was in the room and he said, "I'm ready." No mistaking that voice! I went over to where he was sitting in this cushy chair with his feet up on an ottoman. He had on gym socks. I started rubbing his feet and telling him I have a thing for feet. He got embarrassed! Yes, Bill! Then Jason Alexander got in the chair with him. I said, "I'll stop rubbing your feet if you'll get Costanza out of there." Exit JA, entrez moi.

Kitty's Valentine's Day Dream

2009-02-15T16:29:00.000-08:00

I was using an intensive hair conditioner, the kind you leave on for several minutes. It was in a single-use packet. After I'd ripped it open and applied the conditioner, the packet started talking. I looked at it and it had a picture of William Shatner on it (the tummy roll photo from Star Trek). He was talking to me! Then Gene Roddenberry (who apparently was on the back but I didn't flip it over - who wants to see a picture of GR?) started talking. They got into an argument. The conditioner got all over the place.

Long Time No Dream - Kitty, Jan 16, 2009

2009-01-16T11:53:00.000-08:00

But what a doozy!

Lene and I were at Shatner Weekend. We were all sitting on the floor at Bill's house going through our stuff. A little bit away, I saw Iddy and Francine. Iddy had a picture of young Bill, stark naked (full frontal) except for a pair of black thigh-high boots. Naturally, I went to talk to her about it.

I think I blacked out.

Then they were showing a movie I'd already seen so I went to the kitchen so do some work. I was sitting at the kitchen table with my laptop when I heard all this noise. I went to the stairs and Bill was sitting near the bottom talking to all the Shatner Weekend fans. I went down the stairs as quietly as I could but when I got near him, he looked up and said "Well, hello" as if he knew me. (He looked about 20 years younger than he does now.) I instantly thought "Of course he remembers me" so I kissed him. It turned into a very long, deep, tongue-included kiss.

This dream was worth waiting for.

Kitty's Dream of November 27, 2008

2008-11-28T13:23:00.000-08:00

They were filming the last episode of Boston Legal and I was playing a secretary. I had been playing this role since the first episode but I don't think I ever had any lines. I sat outside Denny's office next to a woman I used to work with. Michael Scott (from "The Office") worked there too but he was getting laid off. He showed me these folders, one for each employee, listing special tasks. Mine had something to do with Vista. HA! Not me.

I ended up having sex with Alan Shore up against the wall in his office. Denny came in and pushed him away so he could finish me off.

Francine's Dream of 11/24/2008

2008-11-25T18:54:00.001-08:00

I dreamt I bought a house across from the Nimoy’s in the hills but didn’t know we were neighbors until Bill hopped out of his Mercedes convertible and rang the bell at their gate. I was working under my 1970 Volvo 1800-E—one of those little sports coupes—but slid out when he drove up. He’d done something to his engine and it rumbled loud enough to rattle the loose chrome on my car.

I stood, wiped my hands on a rag and watched him. He had his TMP hair but his Search for Spock body and he wore brown cords with no belt and a black tee shirt that was loose at the waist but stretched across his chest.

He was also wearing Tevas, but what’re you going to do?

He glanced back at me then did a double-take. I could see his eyes beneath his lashes travel over my bare arms and legs. The Beach Boys sang “Help me, Rhonda” on his radio. He grinned. I nodded at his Mercedes. He said something I couldn’t hear. He reached in his car and turned off the ignition.

Leonard came down his driveway and opened the gate. This was Leonard circa 1967, still slender but getting soft from not having to do night work, starting to drink too much and unhappy with his life. His Spock haircut had grown down to his eyebrows and his hair was full and parted in the breeze without all the pomade. It was a warm evening but he wore a dark v-neck sweater, black slacks and square-toed shoes. I could see the woman who is his wife now watching from a window, drinking a glass of wine. She squinted at Bill, then at me and turned away.

I leaned a hip against my car. Leonard lit a cigarette. Bill plucked it from his lips and took a drag. He handed it back and they both started across the street. I laughed and motioned toward the engine block hanging from a hoist over my Volvo. Leonard and I steadied the block while Bill cranked the winch. He kept up a steady stream of chatter filled with really bad puns and chuckled at his own jokes while he checked out my ass. Leonard studied me quietly.

We bolted in the engine block, moving around the car, brushing against each other, fronts to backs, backs to fronts. Bill pressed against me briefly, gently, letting me feel his erection. Leonard breathed warmly on the back of my neck and softly stroked a thumb across my nipple reaching around me for a wrench. I could smell Old Spice and Right Guard and Prell, engine grease and the tobacco from the pack of cigarettes in Leonard’s pocket. They circled me, switching places. My dogs started barking in the house. Bill slid his hands up my ribs and squeezed my breasts. Leonard lifted my chin with a knuckle and kissed me deeply and for a long time.

Then my dogs woke me up barking at a catfight in the street. Miserable mutts.

Kitty's Dream of 11/22/08

2008-11-23T13:36:00.000-08:00

I had to do an hour-long presentation about William Shatner's charity work for a physics class. I was 20 minutes late because I was still getting photos together. I figured it didn't matter; there were only 11 people in the class. When I got there, the room was packed with people. All I did was show pictures of Bill, nothing about his charities. It was huge hit so we all went across the hall to crash a wedding reception. Great food.

Kitty's Dream of 11/18/07

2008-11-19T17:42:00.000-08:00

This is my first Kirk dream in a long time and it's spectacularly bizarre. All dancing, all clicking... Well, you'll see.

The local Long's drugstore had become the Enterprise. It was the end of the 5YM and Kirk was sick of injured. McCoy was keeping him in sick bay (the pharmacy). Everyone else was doing their regular stuff in the aisles as they approached Earth. When they got there, Brandt (my OFC) came aboard wanting to see Kirk but Spock wouldn't let her because ... HE AND KIRK HAD MIND-MELDED AND WERE NOW LOVERS! That's right, K/S all the way.

(BTW,when they arrived on Earth they were in Hawaii so this was now the Longs Drugstore in Hawaii. If they have them there.)

Brandt wanted to see Kirk alone because she suspected Spock was mind-controlling him. Spock wouldn't allow it. He was very hostile and aggressive all thru this dream so the mind-control was definitely a possibility.

Meanwhile everyone else was shopping in the aisles but only one crewwoman had a shopping cart so they kept bringing merchandise to her. She was going to use her employee discount.

In the mean time, Spock had grabbed Brandt with mind-control and told her to pick her favorite memory with Kirk and he'd let her relive it in her mind. At this point, I became Brandt and there couldn't have been a better time to do it! Her favorite memory was doing this strange dance with Kirk where you held your partner real close and every now and then, you had to make clicking noises. I can't described how SEXY it was when Kirk clicked. I could feel his hard-on pressing against me and his chest against my tits. Then it turned into fucking on top of the shelves in Aisle 1.

I woke up positively suffused with sexual good feelings.

Kitty's Dream of September 30, 2008

2008-10-01T12:14:00.001-07:00

What's worse than getting underwear for Christmas?

Getting underwear for your Shatner dream.

I dreamed Bill and I were shopping for underwear for me. Not lingerie, not delicates, not sexy Victoria's Secret/Frederick of Hollywood pussyphernalia. Underwear. Like cotton 6-in-a-pack Hanes with comfort waistband.

Bill liked the ones with ladybugs.

Sigh. A new low in Shatner dreams.

Kitty's dream of 9/13/08

2008-09-14T12:43:00.000-07:00

They were doing a TV Special called Battle of the Starship Captains. In the night previous, Picard had battled someone I'd never of. This night, Kirk (with his sidekick Spock) were battling someone else I'd never heard. My mother and I were there for the filming. Although still old, Bill was trim and fit. My mother was giving me a lecture on being "a good girl." I blew her off with some lie.

After the filming there was a party. Leonard also looked very fit so he and Bill were comparing who'd lost the most weight. (Bill, obviously.)

Bill pressed me up against a wall and invited me to come to L.A. the next day. As he was saying it, I could feel him getting hard. I was trying to figure out if I could reschedule an important audition I had but he thought I was hesitating so he said, "I'll pay for everything. No hanky-panky." He said this with a straight face while his hard-on was smashed up against me. But he did kind of mumble "hanky-panky." I told him no, I had a big audition I couldn't miss. So then he invited me for Thursday which, of course, I accepted.

As Mom and I were leaving the party, she said, "He's still sexy."

Duh.

Kitty's dream of 9/5/08

2008-09-06T14:38:00.000-07:00

Some big-head aliens (looked like the Vians) helped Kirk see into the future about 150 years where there was an orchestra playing the Captain Kirk Suite. So Kirk would know his legend lives on.

Damn decent of those aliens.

Iddy's Dream from mid-May 2008

2008-09-02T15:37:00.000-07:00

Okay, I finally get my OWN William Shatner dream and don’t just guest star in someone else’s…

The dream appears to take place during William Shatner Weekend (WSW) but the atmosphere is more casual and intimate than the two real-life weekends I’ve attended. During the dream WSW is actually the culmination of a whole week of events celebrating Bill’s birthday. His whole family is involved and we WSW’ers are allowed to comingle in their presence at his house. If only!

It is during one of these chat fests, you know, the kind of family get togethers where the kids run amok and the parents just ignore them, when one of Bill’s grandsons comes to me and asks if I will help him make cookies for Grandpa...

Now, “ask” is being generous, he actually grabs me by the hand and yanks me away from a conversation with Elizabeth, demanding that I help him make cookies. (Does the child have a clue? Do I *look* like I know how to make a cookie?—No on both counts-- but this is a dream, remember?) He’s about four or five years old, so I pretend to be a grown up and excuse myself from the adults.

Sitting in Bill’s kitchen, we diligently look through two cookbooks before deciding to make some sort of gooey granola thumbprint cookies with cherry jam in their centers. And no, I have never made these cookies before-- nor would I even like them--both detesting granola and any sort of gooey jam. However, I am worried about when Grandpa will be around looking for said cookies, so we try to get our act together but mostly just make a mess in the kitchen. After many tries and some serious looks of disgust from the boy, I finally produce a batch of decent cookies.

He soon marches off into another room that looks suspiciously like the banquet hall at the Burbank Equestrian Center—I think to complain to mama (and no, I have no idea who he belongs to) that I am pretty dismal in the kitchen. There is a ruckus going on in the room between Bill’s daughters and one of the WSW’ers. I step back, refusing to be a part of the argument but Elizabeth steps in, scolding them for their behavior and telling them they’ve never worked a day in their lives. The daughters are all doughty, not still youthful and beautiful like Elizabeth.

I must have made points for not getting into the fray and helping bake the cookies, because as my reward I get to sit at Bill’s knee in front of his fireplace and be a part of an intimate conversation between him and several other people! My arm is draped casually across his lap and he seems quite content for it to be there. The lights are low, with only the firelight illuminating our faces. Of course Bill is gorgeous, his eyes gleaming in the fire’s glow as he tells one story after another. We chat until the wee hours but I remember none of the conversation.

Upon reflection I’ve decided I must have been channeling a real desire of Bill’s for these despicable cookies. If so, I could learn to bake—couldn’t I??

Kitty's dream of 9/1/2008

2008-09-02T12:24:00.000-07:00

This dream was about teenage Kirk. His mother was nuts. She kept calling him William Shatner. He had lots of brothers and sisters. In the dream, he had broken his leg playing some sport. It wouldn't heal properly so he was laid up for a long time. Having nothing else to do, he got way ahead on schoolwork. When he was finally able to go back to school, he was so far ahead of the other kids that he only had to take one class to graduate and that's how he got into Starfleet Academy so young.

On the day he went back to school, it was Dress Weird Day. His dad yelled at him for dressing normally and made him tie his sweater around his waist upside down and inside out. His mother was still calling him William Shatner.

I bet he was really really glad to go to Starfleet Academy even if he did have to put up with Finnegan.

Greg's dream of 8/2/08

2008-08-25T14:21:00.000-07:00

My parents had recently bought and refurbished a grand old town house into some kind of opulent Moroccan dream fantasy. Truly amazing with huge marble columns, internal courtyards and sweeping stairs. And servants, lots of servants. I was inspecting my wing of the house (sure, I’d move back in with the parents – if they had a house like this) while the housewarming party was underway. Maybe guests had been invited and I enjoyed watching the comings and goings from secret doors hidden behind damask curtains. G. Bush arrived, along with a security entourage of 100s but left after several minutes to a chorus of “fuck off Bush!”. Arnie tried to quell the chanting but to no avail. Thankfully I then came across one particular glass roofed courtyard. It contained an indoor swimming pool much like a roman bathhouse and to my surprise and delight Bill, drink in hand. He stood at the top of a Chinese bridge which spanned the pool. After all the hubbub of the party it felt like I had reached the centre of the labyrinth. We sat on stone benches and he talked about the portrayal of classical music in early cinema. Or something like that - it was hard to follow as he was going off on many tangents. But the important thing was that I was chatting with Bill as he sat at the top of a Chinese stone bridge above an indoor swimming pool in a glass roofed roman bathhouse.

Lene's Dream of 8/21/08

2008-08-25T10:32:00.000-07:00

I was in Germany for some kind of work thing, which also coincided with a Shatner weekend. Bill was really busy and we didn't get to see him at all! Suddenly it was the last day, and I realized I hadn't packed and had no way to get to the airport, so I panicked and rushed back to the hotel. (For some reason, I was wearing a long slinky red dress, the kind lounge singers wear, and long red elbow gloves.) James Spader was there (about 25 lbs lighter than he is now...) and said I shouldn't worry, he'd get me another flight out, and that we should just hang out for the day. He obviously had the hots for me. We walked around this little German village and he showed me where Bill was staying. It was a little cottage in this green glade, rather magical looking; it had a big front window and inside we could see Bill, Elizabeth, one of his daughters, and his manager, all of them on different phones talking at the same time. (It looked like a telethon!) Spader said Bill might be free later but we should just leave him to deal with his business, cos he's such a busy guy.

Then we went back to the hotel and had sex - me and Spader, I mean, not me and Bill. It was really good anyway.

Jess's Dream (date uncertain)

2008-08-21T15:23:00.000-07:00

There was a long, involved adventure plot, involving rescuing Scotchy from captivity under a building which he and many others were making rotate by working on an enormous capstan-like machine.

However, at one stage I followed Kirk, in his series gold shirted uniform, into a Rec Room which bore a startling resemblance to a 50s diner, past two yeowomen who were obviously no better that they should to be, perched on those counterside stools.

"He's dreamy," says first yeowoman
"Yes," says second yeowoman. "And hung like a bear too."

:D

JK's First Shatner Dream in Weeks! (7/25/08)

2008-07-26T13:25:00.001-07:00

Instead of doing the planned 13-episode arc of Boston Legal, they did a movie. I went to see it on a flatscreen TV that I stood near. The movie made no sense at all and the production quality was very poor. Suddenly I was in the movie with Bill which naturally made it a lot better. We kept abandoning the plot (such as it was) to have sex.

Yay, asthma medication!

Kitty's Dream of July 3, 2008

2008-07-04T18:05:00.001-07:00

I was a student at Starfleet Academy with Kirk and Mitchell. We went out partying with some other cadets on a rainy night and ended up stranded. I had sex with both of them and was chosen to go on to some advanced program. Not sure if that was a result of the sex (which was wonderful) but it was gosh-durn nice of the Academy.

Kitty's Dream of 7/1

2008-07-02T14:28:00.001-07:00

In the middle of very complex dream, William Shatner and I were watching a rough cut of new episode of TOS that featured some very hot sex. Bill said, "They'll never allow that."

Wildcat's Dream of 6/24

2008-07-02T14:27:00.000-07:00

You (Kitty) were in one of my dreams last night! It wasn't anything exciting, and it was actually kind of puzzling. You had a big stack of magazine covers such as TV Guide with pictures of Kirk on them, and we were spraying them with spray starch and putting them through an old-fashioned wringer (those rollers on top of old wash tubs), and they were coming out looking like they were brand new. I thought one of them could look even better, so I put it through again and ruined it. You also had a box of old Little League magazines, and I was excited to see a girl I knew featured on the cover of the one on top.

Francine's Dream of 5/31/08

2008-06-01T19:37:00.000-07:00

I’m interviewing Bill and Leonard at a convention. I’m sitting between them on a bench pushed against the wall and we are shielded from the crowd by several of those white reflective photographer’s umbrellas. Even though we just met, they treat me like we’ve known each other for years. I lean back and Leonard puts his arms around me. Bill and I are laughing as he tells me a long-winded story and for some reason, he puts my feet in his lap. His hands are warm on my ankles. Leonard holds me tighter and lays his cheek against my neck. His cheek is scratchy and his breath smells sweet, like pineapple juice and breast milk. Bill tells a joke and we all laugh. Leonard says, “Thank you, Billy. I love you, my friend.” Bill smiles shyly and looks down. His eyelashes are still long.

Then I shake myself awake because this is heaven and I want to make sure I haven’t died in my sleep!

Denny Crane's dream of 5/21

2008-05-22T19:19:00.000-07:00

On the season finale of Boston Legal, Denny Crane (William Shatner) told Shirley Schmidt (Candace Bergen) that he had a dream in which they were making wild, passionate love in a pool. She screamed so loudly that the police came. When the cops saw them, they said, "Oh, it's just Crane, pool and Schmidt."

Kitty's Dream of 5/18

2008-05-19T23:47:00.000-07:00

Crane, Poole & Schmidt had a new personnel director who made the place a lot more fun. Even sillier than it already is. All the CP&S people were watching some movie (probably Indiana Jones & the Last Crusade because I had just watched it on a plane) and then they started pairing up for sex. The personnel director was very happy with this and soon someone realized they could do threesomes or even moresomes. Everyone was very happy with this.

Lene's dream of 5/1

2008-05-03T10:19:00.000-07:00

This dream came out of nowhere, and was in the middle of a sequence of really vivid dreams.

JK and I were at some kind of con with all our Trek friends. I don't remember how it happened, but Bill walked into our hotel room! (It was the Bill of today, although he looked really good.) He was funny and charming as hell. We talked with him for a while and suddenly it became very clear that he wanted to sleep with us! He took off his pants (he was sort of dressed like Denny Crane) but kept his shirt on so you couldn't really see his dick. He sat down in a recliner chair and took turns hugging and kissing me and JK. Then JK decided to blow him and I was kissing his hand. (Note: it got pretty sexually graphic at this part and I'm not going to detail it.)

Then our friends starting knocking at the door, demanding to be let in, because there was something really important going on! And we did! What the fuck? We got interrupted while we were double-teaming BILL! I was so angry. Bill seemed pretty casual about it, like this happened all the time, but that we'd pick it up again later. As part of the "something important" going on, I had to fix a security system for a door, which Bill helped me with, in a very Kirk-like fashion.

Then it turned in a different, long, non-sexual dream about Monty Python (hanging out with them, as opposed to being in the show).

I wish our friends hadn't shown up in my dream.

Kitty's Dream of April 27

2008-04-28T10:51:00.000-07:00

To make up for the previous night's almost total lack of William Shatner, last night's dream was all Trek, all the time.

I was in The Wrath of Khan, although the plot had nothing to do with Khan or the wrath thereof. I came onboard Kirk's Enterprise, along with Picard and Riker. Kirk was really glad to see me and immediately stopped paying attention to all the other women who were hot for him, including Lori Ciani (back from the dead, apparently). She was pissed off, as was an Anonymous Yeoman who had dyed her hair blond in attempt to attract Kirk. They came to Kirk's quarters (which resembled a very classy college dorm room, if you can imagine such a thing) but Kirk came in and threw them out before we could really get into it. Then he seduced me. I was playing hard-to-get. This is how we know it was a dream.

1000th Years from Now

2008-04-27T18:21:00.000-07:00

This is just barely a Shatner dream but here goes.

Someone had figured out how to stop the aging process so people live to 1000 years or older. (Unfortunately, the process didn't work on people who were already older than about 60 so they still kicked around 80 or so.) So Lene and I were 1000 years old and had become a lesbian couple with a bunch of kids. Two 2000-year-old women from the future showed up and told us a bunch of stuff I don't remember. Lene and I were still doing our podcast, "Look At His Butt," and as a surprise for our brazillionth show, I was going to reveal to Lene that WILLIAM SHATNER was the only person older than 60 who was still alive!!! (Because, after all, he's Bill. And he was still working. So he can't die.)

Kitty's Dream on the Eve of Earth Day

2008-04-22T14:20:00.001-07:00

Not that Earth Day has anything to do with it.

I was watching the new Star Trek movie with all my Trek friends. I was simultaneously in the movie some of the time. Lots of weird, non-Trek (more like bad fantasy) stuff went on with constant peril! There was a strange sequence in which most of the Trek characters were in Santa suits. Kirk, Spock and one other were up on a platform. There was a kiddie pool below it and the kiddies were catapulted up onto one of the Santa's laps. My friends and I got in the pool. (Francine, I'm sure you were catapulted to Spock's lap and he wasn't in the rest of the the dream so you can take it from there.) Then there was more peril involving a play rehearsal, a kitchen that needed to be cleaned up and costumes. Somehow the movie ended but it was a false ending, a fact that only William Shatner and I were aware of. Everyone else left the theatre. Bill and I continued to the real ending. All the people from the false ending turned out to be some kind of avatars and they were SHREDDED! Bill and I stepped through the shreds and ended up in a place where the people controlling the avatars were torturing people. Suddenly, there was an announcement (in the movie!) about a "surprise appearance by a pregnant Suzanne Brandt!" I was shocked--SHOCKED!!! She was put in a bathtub and "tortured" with a bunch of those little ISB diskkeys. We rescued her and then the movie really ended. I was sort of sucked out of the movie and into the theatre. Then the theatre starting rushing by (giving me this weird sensation kind of like when you get up too fast and your head spins). The lobby went by and then finally I was outside, slowed down and stopped. I had 2 thoughts: "The best thing about that movie was this weird head-rush special effect at the end" and "I'm suing those bastards!!!!" Wildcat kept trying to reassure me that it was wonderful that Brandt is so well-known in fandom that she can appear in a movie without explanation. I still wanted to sue the bastards.

The memory of the strange rush has stayed with me all day.

Happy Earth Day.

Kitty's Dream of March 25, 2008

2008-03-26T23:38:00.001-07:00

Once again I was at a con with a bunch of friends. (Hi, Lene! Hi, Iddy! Hi, Francine!) Bill and Leonard were there and again, it was all very small and intimate. They were selling home-made tchotkes (sp?) they'd made - not too bad but way over-priced. We all went to dinner together. Leonard and I had a long conversation about my mother. There was more but I've already forgotten it.

JK's Dream of March 11, 2008

2008-03-12T22:49:00.001-07:00

Bill had a "Judge Judy"-type TV show. It was called "The Case of William Shatner."

That is all.

JK's Dream of March 7, 2008

2008-03-08T19:44:00.001-08:00

Lene and I were doing Look At His Butt in Vegas in a small arena. There were a lot of typical dream side issues such as makeup and not being on time but in our first show, the audience started doing the chorus from "You Got Trouble" (from the Music Man). So they're going "trouble...trouble...trouble..." and Lene and I knew that if one of us the did Prof. Hill part everything would be OK but neither of us knew it! Suddenly we heard Robert Preston's voice doing and he came down the aisle and on to the stage and did the rest of the number! Everyone went nuts! Turns out he's a huge fan of LAHB!

Then in another show, Francine and Iddy were in the audience, as were William Shatner and Leonard Nimoy. We weren't exactly getting on with the show so Bill & Leonard took questions from the audience. We asked "Why didn't you ever say 'Don't be such a jerk, Mr. Sulu'?" Leonard said, "We did use that line but it was cut. I think it was in VI, wasn't it, Bill?" Bill agreed that it was in VI. Then Bill laid down on the floor and I spanked him. I told him, "Next time it's my turn."

Francine's dream of Feb 25

2008-03-04T14:42:00.001-08:00

I used to flash dance occasionally for a DJ friend back when I was a hot, broke coed--mostly in underground gay discos or opening for crappy new wave bands.

In the dream, we somehow got the gig for the “The Search for Spock” wrap party. The party’s in a vast soundstage with the set of Kirk’s apartment on one end.

I’m on this tall narrow platform, gyrating my hips real slow with hula hoops that are filled with a liquid that reacts to black light. I look out over the crowd and see Leonard Nimoy dancing with his wife. He looks miserable but he’s a good dancer. I try to get him to notice me but he’s too far away, it’s dark, the backdrop’s black, the platform’s black, I’m black and wearing a black bikini. All he could see was these two hoops going around and around in midair like a special effect.

But Bill sees me. He’s having an argument with Marcy but walks away from her while she’s still talking. He’s still wearing the white turtleneck and black pants from his costume. He stops and stands by my platform and watches me with his arms folded. Even though I’m up on the platform, he does that thing he does with his eyes when he’s about to kiss a woman. (That thing I still can’t describe but other women know what I mean.)

I grin. He grins.

“You look good,” I yell down.

“I don’t really start gaining weight until I’m in my late sixties,” he yells up.

“Fucking tabloids,” I say.

“And the costumes aren’t very flattering.”

I point to the crowd with my chin. “What’s with all the wives tonight?”

“She’s not very nice to me,” he said.

“What about Leonard?”

“You were born too late.”

All of the sudden, the guy who plays Dr. House comes in and starts yelling at me and waving his cane round and telling me that I’m not as smart as I think I am, but I can tell that he’s really attracted to me. I’m pissed because Leonard’s leaving and he looks like the saddest man in the world.

I wake up the next morning with a man sleeping with his head on my hip. I know we fucked because my hips are sore and I could feel what we used to call the morning-after “pussy buzz”. I’m stroking the skin below his ear and behind his jaw with my thumb. He has curly brownish hair and I can’t tell if it’s Bill or if it’s House.

JK's Dream of Feb 14, 2008

2008-02-15T10:47:00.001-08:00

I had traveled down to L.A. where I stayed at a mega-huge hotel. I met William Shatner there at a restaurant and we were instantly attracted to each other. We started kissing and I came 5 times! Just from kissing!

Then we went to one of his houses but I had to leave before we could have sex. I had to get home for a day to do something I don't remember. I got home and got Lene and Wildcat involved in helping me keep this a secret from my husband and family.

When I got back to L.A., Bill had moved on to another woman. :-(

JK's Dream of February 2, 2008

2008-02-03T12:53:00.001-08:00

I was at a Star Trek convention with about a dozen of my Trekkie friends. In fact, we were the only ones there so there was no line at all to get autographs from Bill and Leonard. Bill kept running off to see what was going on at the other convention in the same building - something to do with Adobe software. Then there was a dinner with a lot of people. Bill and Leonard were seated on a dais. My friends and I were jammed in at a table right up front. Bill started singing "The Impossible Dream" and came over to me and started scratching my head. I closed my eyes in ecstacy but then I realized he was carrying a weasel or a ferret or something like that and I opened my eyes because I was afraid the ferret was scratching my head. He gave me the ferret even though I didn't want it and tried to give it back. Somehow it got flattened into a rug but it was still alive and now it was mad. I really wanted to get rid of it! Bill was on a tight schedule and left so there I was, holding a flat ferret.

I woke up thinking of Connie Willis's truly creepy story "All My Darling Daughters."

All in all, not a fun dream.

JK's Dream of Jan 31

2008-02-01T11:54:00.000-08:00

Boston Legal was real and I was part of it. We were all going to San Francisco to do a play. It was quite an ordeal getting there and in the mean time, Denny (William Shatner) was cuddling with lots of women but always coming to me for more kissin' and stuff. A very happy, warm dream.

Frokitt's Dream after watching Wrath of Khan and talking to Iddy

2008-01-27T22:36:00.000-08:00

(Webmistress's note: Keep a fire extinguisher handy. This one is hot hot hot!)

I'm sitting on the edge of a bed pulling on the cowboy boots that I used to wear with everything back in the early 80's. I realized that my whole outfit's kinda cute--short white prairie skirt, wide red patent leather belt, brown tube top and a lime green grandpa cardigan--and I think, "That's so 2008, Urban Outfitters, trailer trash chic and I used to dress like that when I was an undergrad at Cal State Long Beach in 1982".

Anyway.

I look back, and Bill's laying on the bed, naked, watching me get dressed. He is solidly into middle age, just starting to get thick around the waist but still fit and lushly muscular. He'd seemed embarrassed about how hairy his body was until I told him that I liked it and that it reminded me that I was making love to a man and not a boy. I'd also made him take off the ridiculous toupee and was surprised to see that he wasn't bald, but that his hair grew in short wisps on the top of his head. I didn't tell him that he looked better without it. The only thing about his body he seemed proud of was his dick. And rightly so.

He smiled at me and I rolled my eyes.

"What?" he laughed.

"I told, you man. We're only doing this once," I said.

"I heard you the first time."

"Don't be calling me all the time, trippin' and shit."

"I won't."

"And don't tell Leonard. We kind of have a thing."

"I know."

"Just, you know."

"I'm going to leave my wife," he said.

"Women leave you, honey," I said.

JK's Dream of Jan 20, 2007

2008-01-21T10:32:00.000-08:00

Star Trek had been brought back and it was in its 3rd season. Everyone was still young. There was a closeup of Kirk's face that panned down as he turned so then there was a lingering closeup of his butt. It was awesome. He was wearing jeans. My mother was watching with me and even she was impressed. I can't remember anything about the episode except it was dreadful. I knew Lene hadn't seen it yet so I planned to tell her about the great butt shot but also that the new series had now done their "Spock's Brain." Yay for the butt shot!

JK's Dream of Jan 12, 2008

2008-01-13T20:19:00.000-08:00

Bill had to do an interview he didn't want to do so he was banging his head against the wall saying, "No! No! No!" Then he did the interview and ended up having a real good time.

Jenn's dream of Jan 3, 2008

2008-01-04T10:27:00.000-08:00

Okay so I was dreaming about something unrelated and totally forgotten now and the scene morphed into the corridor of the Enterprise. I was Spock's mom for some reason (The TOS ver of her) and Captain Kirk comes up behind me. Of course, I can't resist his charm and hotness and damm he looked good and I felt nice and horny. I ask you this, who would want Sarek when you can have Captain Kirk? So he leads me off to secret hideaway. I don't ask where, in fact we don't talk at all. It's like I am being gently pulled by some hidden power within him (aka his charm and hotness).

We round the corner and BOOM!!! I become someone else (not uncommon in my dreams but really annoying at that second). Now I am some miscellaneous redshirt standing in that corridor where she and Kirk were. Of course, I don't move like a dumb idiot, I just stare at boring wall. While I am sitting there staring at that wonderful wall, all the fun starts happening! I can hear every gasp, every moan, every SCREAM!!! But am I actually the one he is making love to? No, it's someone else. AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

Thankfully, I woke up shortly after that.

Frokitt's dream of Dec 22, 2007

2007-12-23T23:32:00.000-08:00

I'm selling snow balls and popcorn in a booth at the county fair. The sun is setting but heat still rises from the midway asphalt and reflects off the booth's metal awning. The breeze blows grit through the sliding glass window. I lean on my elbows and inhale the scent of farm animals and fry bread and red dogs. People meander toward the stadium to watch the fireworks show that will start as the last light drains from the sky.

I see a very young William Shatner strolling towards me as the midway empties of people. My heart starts to pound and an itch suddenly stings me in the crease between the top of my thigh and the puff of my labia.

He is wearing a white strap undershirt and low-slung blue jeans. I hear the soft clump of his engineer boots on the asphalt. He grins at me then rolls his shoulders and pumps his arms like a boxer. The wind tosses the wave of russet hair that falls across his forehead. A fat man approaches my booth.

"She's closed, mister," says Bill, moving in front of the man.

"My son wants some popcorn," says the fat man. He is holding the hand of a fat boy.

"She's closed."

The fat man frowns. The fat boy's face crumples.

Bill reaches into the front pocket of his jeans and pulls out a flattened pack of cigarettes. He smiles and shakes one out. "Here. Have a smoke instead."

After a moment's hesitation, the fat man takes the cigarette. Bill lights it with a silver Zippo. The fat boy starts to sniffle. The fat man yanks him away. "Shut up. She's closed," he says.

Bill flips a cigarette and catches it between his lips. He lights it with a flick of his Zippo, watching me the whole time. He blows out smoke from the corner of his mouth. There is chaff in his hair and black dirt under his nails. He jumps up and grips the metal awning with his fingertips. He pulls up twice then hangs there, gazing at me from the shadows of his eyelashes. The itch at the top of my thigh has become unbearable.

"Que quieres, Guillermo?" I ask softly.

He drops from the awning and dusts off his hands on the seat of his pants. He takes the cigarette from his mouth and cups it in his fingers. He leans close. He eyes travel over my face.

"Give me a blue snow ball, little girl," he says.

"I'm not a little girl," I say.

I retrieve a box of paper cones from the shelf above me because I know the action of lifting my arms will pull my cotton shirt tight across my breasts. I take my time making his treat. I spill a little of the electric blue syrup.

"Oops," I say, licking syrup from my finger. I take a bite before handing him the snow ball. I wait for his reaction.

He strokes his tongue across grooves my teeth made in the ice. "A little girl," he says. "That's what you are." He walks backwards away from my booth. A huge orange moon rises behind him.

"A little chocolate girl," he says.

JK's Dream of Dec 22, 2007

2007-12-23T15:12:00.000-08:00

Captain Kirk and I were aboard Battlestar Galactica. The enemy (probably not Cylons but some other sort of enemy) had taken over the bridge (yeah, I know BSG doesn't have a bridge but this is a DREAM, OK?) but Kirk had a plan. It involved the fact that he had been really working on his biceps. Wish I could remember how this all played out.

Other Shatner dreams on the web

2007-12-14T12:12:00.000-08:00

Check this out: Famous Dreams

JK's dream of November 29, 2007

2007-12-14T12:10:00.000-08:00

I was playing Kirk's blond love interest in a new Trek movie. When we were on our way to confront the villain, someone made a joke and we all laughed, even Spock. But Kirk didn't laugh. I said, "C'mon, Bill, it was funny."

The villain sent a beautiful dancing girl to distract us and Kirk was getting a huge erection so he called down to the kitchen (?) and ordered, "Soup! Hot and stupid!"

The end.

LT's dream of Dec 13, 2007

2007-12-13T21:02:00.001-08:00

I was planning JK's wedding; she was getting married to her current husband. We decided that William Shatner should give her away at the wedding, so we contacted his "people" and begged them to get him to do it - told them about the podcast and everything. Then it was the day of the wedding and we still weren't sure he was going to show up. I was waiting at a bus stop for the bus to take me to the church and this huge limo pulled up, the door swung open, and there was Bill (dressed up like Denny Crane - very sharp)! He was happy and laughing and said "Of course I'll do it."

I wasn't sure if I could ride to the church in the limo with him, but he invited me in - there were other people in the back that I didn't know. We all rode together and Bill was funny and charming the whole way, and seemed to think this was a hoot. We got to the church and there was JK and her husband - she was wearing a beautiful white dress and was so giggly and happy that Bill was giving her away!

I woke up before the reception.

JK's dream of December 12, 2007

2007-12-13T13:09:00.001-08:00

I was rehearsing a play and when we broke for the night, we all went to a bar and my friend W. was there. (Along with her boyfriend! She's married in RL so I'm wondering if there's something I don't know...) She & I ordered sliders. Then my drag-queen buddy D. took us to this strange amusement park where you went through all these houses. She wanted to skip the first few and go straight to the one she wanted us to see but they wouldn't let her do that and threw us out. When we got back to the bar, W's boyfriend had eaten our sliders! We told him to order more and pay for them himself. (Apparently he's freeloading off her - I'm not sure this relationship is wise.)

Then she and I were on a bus with no seats so we sat on the floor against the wall. Sitting across from us was WILLIAM SHATNER (who appears in almost all my dreams lately and never eats my sliders - God that sounds filthy - IF ONLY!). The guy next to him asked him to read some lines so he did. One of them was something about "all the women" and man o man, did Bill caress those words! W. and I sighed very loudly and then giggled. Bill laughed too. He loved us.

JK's dream of Nov 4, 2007

2007-11-17T19:30:00.000-08:00

OMG, this one was long and complicated and I'm already forgetting parts.

You and I drove to L.A. You needed to buy some special paper for a project. We ended up in a very sleazy neighborhood where there was a store you wanted to go to. There was a creepy guy outside asking about this special paper and you wanted to talk to him but I said, "No way, we have to drive 1000 miles to get home and watch Boston Legal." We ended up buying earrings and crap and then went to some house to watch BL. In this episode of BL, I had sex with Bill/Denny on a trip to Las Vegas. There were a whole bunch of middle-aged women there and a party at a nightclub/diner. I thought Denny was going to marry me but he secretly married one of the other women. Then she and another man were having sex in a tanning bed (ouch!). Denny was hiding and watching them. She murdered the guy by keeping him in the tanning bed too long.

There was also a recovering heroin addict played by Whoopi Goldberg (some of the time) and Bette Midler (the rest of the time). She was an artist who I moved in with with and then she got a showing at some gallery.

You and I ended up working in a shoestore.

JK's dream of Nov 15, 2007

2007-11-17T19:12:00.000-08:00

A dream inside a movie wrapped in a rerun (which must have something to do with the writers' strike).

There was a Trek movie event (I think it may have been the new movie) and I was supposed to go with you and lot of other people. It was somewhere north of here, farther than El Cerrito. (!!) All these people kept showing up at the house I grew up in but I wasn't ready to go. I was frantically trying to find the address of the theatre and directions but my email kept crashing. Then we were all walking along a country road. Just as we stepped off the road, a plane sorta landed, sorta crashed. As we approached it, it burst into flames. Inside there were a bunch of soldiers just sitting like this was perfectly normal. Everyone I was with got in but I didn't because it gave me a creepy feeling. Then suddenly I was on the plane and I realized we were being kidnapped. The plane took off and turned into a bus - A SPACE BUS! It warped into space and I sat down. There was an old lady up front who kept saying "I think this is my stop." The driver was a big happy black woman. Turns out we weren't being kidnapped - this was a special bus (called the Zen Bus - I'm not kidding) that picked up people who couldn't get to the movie on their own and took them there. The movie was showing at a mall on another planet. We got there and because we were on the Zen bus, we got a backstage tour where the actors were preparing for a play. Not the Trek actors but one was a woman I'd worked with but neither of us could remember what show we'd done together.

Most of the rest of you went to find seats while I was talking to her so I (and a couple other stragglers) couldn't find you. It was a HUGE semi-circular theatre and we decided to get popcorn first and then look for the rest of you. The popcorn servings were ginormous. We finally found seats and when the movie started, they were showing --

Are you ready for this?

-- They were showing a Shatner dream I'd had earlier!!! I think this one was before we had the Dreams website but it was TWOK-era with Kirk looking fantastic. I can't remember the details now but I was thrilled that they'd made my dream into a movie.

JK's dream of Nov 16, 2007

2007-11-17T19:08:00.001-08:00

I was an extra on Boston Legal but then they gave me some lines and I had a little romance with Denny Crane that included a very sweet kiss. There was another actress who looked a lot like me and she had a larger role on the show. Her character (which kept turning into me and then back into her) became friends with Denny over several episodes but then she turned bad. I can't remember what she did but her friendship with Denny was a sham.

Katheryne's dream of 10/10

2007-11-11T20:11:00.000-08:00

I was sitting in an outdoor picnic pavilion with just about everyone I've ever met as well as a ton of my favorite celebrities. Next to me at the large round banquet table was Bruce Campbell, looking very young and very hot and smelling of some strong musk that had me wanting to pounce upon him, heedless of the danger posed to me by his formidable chin.

In any case, in the middle of our conversation, we notice William Shatner (also looking very young and very hot and reeking of mojo) walking by. As he passes, I notice that he had no clothes on. All I could see was this naked Kirk butt, walking past me and away across the room through the crowd of people. As I admire the scenery, Bruce comments on my staring, and I simply reply: "But it's *Shatner*. He *wants* you to stare." From what I can remember of the dream, even Mister Suave B Movie Actor could not argue with this.

JK's dream of Oct 31, 2007

2007-11-03T18:21:00.000-07:00

I was in a Star Trek episode where they beamed down to a planet and were looking for aliens (or maybe the aliens were looking for them - can't really remember). There was a cave with 2 cars in it - a flashy sportscar and a VW bug. The aliens had used the VW bug. (Maybe it was a clown car?)

Then Leonard and I were fucking. Leonard, not Spock. He was very sexy and lots of fun. Bill was sooooo jealous! Leonard said, "This is Bill's most hated episode" and we snickered. We knew it was because Leonard got the girl (me!). Bill was sulking. So cute. I had fucked Scotty too (also Bill, of course!) and wondered if I was the only fangirl to have fucked all 3.

There was more but that's all I can remember.

JK's dream of Oct. 29

2007-10-30T11:22:00.000-07:00

This was a very busy dream involving my family, kids being the wrong ages and dogs who could talk. But finally everyone settled down to watch "Boston Legal." In this episode, Alan, Denny and some other guy sang.

If you think Shatner's singing is bad, you should hear Spader.

JK's dream of Oct 28, 2007

2007-10-30T06:30:00.000-07:00

Setting: The set of a new Trek series which is simultaneously the Enterprise for real

I was on the escalator-type thing with Rand. She was jealous and crying because I AM KIRK'S LOVER!!! I was paged to the bridge so I sent her to her quarters and went to Level 2. (There were several stops and other people, all reminiscent of a recurring dream I have about an elevator.) Anyway, Level 2 had this huge curving walkway that looked in on different sets where they were filming lots of Trek stuff. I'm pretty sure there was a Next Gen episode being filmed. Also something where Riker had a ship and his first officer was a Gorn. I briefly woke up giggling over the idea of a first officer making those "old man throat-clearing" noises. Back to sleep.

The captain's chair was a tall skinny chair - very modern, like a stool you'd find in an ultra-trendy bar. When Riker wanted to talk to the helmsman, the chair zipped over there like a Segway. There was a grid-pattern on the floor, I thought for the chairs but Riker didn't stick to it so I don't know what the hell it was for.

Finally got to the bridge where I was supposed to be and Sulu was in charge. It wasn't the TOS bridge but I was standing where the turbolift would be. There were stations on both sides, very close together. I looked to my left and there was Bill. He looked up and winked at me. That's when I knew he was just being an extra to help out. Later I thought it was a training exercise for Sulu.

Not sure what happened but eventually Captain Kirk and I left the bridge together.

Happy sigh.

Francine's dream - 10/14

2007-10-14T16:20:00.000-07:00

I had this dream last week that I was married to Daniel Craig.

That's not the best part.

We were traveling somewhere in one of the fancy little private jets and who's on the plane with us?

Bill!

Next thing I know, Bill and I are playing poker with Kate Mulgrew and George Clooney and totally kicking their asses.

Me and Bill are all laughing and shit every time one of us wins and then we drive everybody crazy by trading our favorite quotes form the movie "Stripes".

I'm all like:

"Lee Harvey! You are a maaad man!"

"My name is Francis Soyer. But everybody calls me Psycho. Any of you guys call me Francis...and I'll kill ya."

Then Bill jumps in:

"Also, I don't like nobody touching me. Any of you homos touch me...and I'll kill ya." (points to George Clooney)

It was great!

JK's dream of Oct 11, 2007

2007-10-13T10:34:00.000-07:00

A. and I were living in L.A. and I ran into one of my old acting buddies at a pet hospital that was as bigger and shiny as a people hospital. Patrick Stewart was our houseguest (turns out he's gay, did you know?) and he and A. became good friends. At one point, they went ice skating together. Anyway, at something that was either a fancy party or a convention (and I was wearing an incredibly sexy beige lace thing that made me look naked), Bill was there! He and I were flirting our heads off but there were other people in the way. Later his assistant came up to me to give me Bill's phone number. Turns out celebrities get special *8-digit* phone numbers! Then A. and I went home and he was really mad that I was flirting with Bill. (This is so un-A.) Patrick Stewart came in during this with a brown toupee on - looked awful. Also in the middle of this, Bill called to set up a date that minute. I told him I couldn't leave. Then A., Patrick and I were watching a movie about a woman (me) who was trying to hook up with William Shatner without letting him know that she's a drooling fangirl. I ended up working in the same office as one of his daughters (who was quite evil) and she was determined not to let this woman get to her father. She didn't know who it was but she had narrowed it down to 3 candidates - one of them me! Luckily I was working under an assumed name but she suspected me and started going through my purse.

Here's the best part: BILL CAME IN AND RESCUED ME!

Then the stupid alarm went off.