What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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I dreamed I was Luke Skywalker on a huge spaceship, and I was evading Darth Vader cos I hadn't paid my Imperium taxes and he was going to get me.

i dreamt i was in some strange house [once again] with a cream-orange interior scheme, with my late mother and father, and out of nowhere this huge irridescent flying insect started buzzing about, it was the size of a plum but constructed like a housefly on steroids. it made a deep and loud buzz which vibrated the air, and it had a humongous stinger on its tail, which scared the bejeez out of all of us, we fretted about avoiding getting stung by that bastard. then over a period of a few seconds, the insect inflated up to the size and shape of a human but garbed in a black rubbery scuba-diving-like outfit, became very lethargic and lied down across some barstools in front of a minibar in the living room. we looked at each other, trying to figure out what to do about this, when suddenly the door burst open and 3 swarthy and seedy grifters barged into the house, 2 men and one woman, scruffy and wearing dark unclean clothing that they obviously slept in. they came menacingly at us until they caught sight of the giant insect lying in the living room, when a look of fright came over their faces and they turned tail and walked back out muttering, "we got no beef with that thing!" "it's cool, man- we'll just go someplace else" and the like. then i awoke.

i dreamt that my mum said i should buy another jar of nutella.

i hate it when my dreams are 'normal' because i have trouble deciphering them between real memories and it makes me look like a plank when i mention things to people that never actually haappened. my dreams were very normal last night.

i dreamt that i had just endured another rotten busy day at work and i came home tired and upset, but instead of wolfing down a quick meal and rushing through the shower on the way to the refuge of my bed as i normally would've done in real life, i went to my room and sat down on the floor, using a large flat black pillow to deal myself a deck of cards for a game of solitaire. [btw, i haven't done such since i was a teenager but this is a dream so anything goes]
anyways, there wasn't quite enough real estate atop the pillow to arrange all the cards without some overlap, so i cascaded them together horizontally as well as vertically. in the middle of this, my late father [looking much as he did in his late 20s] barged into the room wearing my bathrobe [which actually belonged to him until he died]- his broad beam barely fit into it and when he bent over to try to sit down he ripped-open the back, allowing his ample posterior to burst forth, which didn't stop him from eventually sitting his bare bum down on top of my solitaire game. i groused at him about him getting his rump germs all over my cards, to which he replied, "that doesn't matter, i'm warming 'em up for you!" for the rest of the dream i was fretting in my mind about how i was going to sterilize those cards so i could use 'em again. then i awoke.

I recently had a bout of migraine that ended in nausea which ended in vomit which ended in too much blood pressure to my head which ruptured some tiny blood vessels in the surface of my right eye. I've spent the last two weeks with a huge red spot across half that eye. It has been slowly fading a bit every day. The red spot, not the eye.

Then, two nights ago, I dreamed I was looking at myself in the mirror and my eye was all white. I moved my head a little bit, and it turned out my eye was turned all the way up, yet somehow it was still able to see.

I've suffered severe myopia all my life, and losing my eyes has always been an unspoken concern of me. That dream was horrifying.

^^^
yes, losing a major sense organ or sense capacity is a nightmarish thing.

this dream talk give me great ideas

i had a dream that someone asked me what sort of knickers the little mermaid wore, in a this is a riddle kind of way. i really didn't want to get it wrong so i thought about it hard and then was like 'aha! she cant wear knickers because she is a fish! perhaps she just had a wrap' and they was like 'noo you idiot, she became a human and wore a skirt' and i was like 'grr'.

I'm a bit confused at whether this actually took place, i just saw a picture of Disney and it popped back into my head so i'm guessing it was a dream

i dreamt that a particularly determined little ant was nipping me with its nasty mandible and trying to crawl into my mouth and down my throat to do who knows what. so i took a pair of cuticle scissors and used the tips to clamp down on the ant's mandible and restrain him. it held on to the end of the scissors as i carried it over to the toilet, where i shook the scissors and the ant landed into the bowl where i flushed it down. then i awoke.

dupe. computer error.

I was walking in the woods by a big stream. Animals started running past me, all in the same direction as though something bad was coming.
I looked up and smoke was filtering through the tree trunks, and a roar and crackle noises started. The forest was burning, more animals came running, a mountain lion brushed by me - I felt his soft fur - he didn't even notice that he had touched me.
I jumped in the stream and hid under some overhanging rock ledges to escape the flames. It got hard to breathe, I took a breath anyway, and put my head under water.
I woke up then, kinda disappointed 'cuz I wanted to see if my truck was going to blow up when the fire went by.

The last dream that could be on the weirdness scale for some was watching my deceased grandmother being lead by an elephant up a flight of stairs to a point 30 feet above our old house before stepping through a doorway made of light.

Still trying to figure that one out.

I do remember distinctly in the dream touching her arm, and passing right through her to hear her say "don't do that"

2 dreams for the price of one-
first dream was brief, and in it i was in a roomful of electronic home organs [a waking love of mine] of all shapes and sizes and brands. i was like a kid in a candy store in there, flupping stop tabs and tweeting keys and booming bass pedals left and right. a lot of fun. then in the second dream i was back in the army yet again, in some different barracks i'd never been in before, and i actually had my own room [as opposed to an open-bay barracks with no privacy], and it got hot in there all of a sudden, so i opened the windows and turned on a window fan, then opened my room door to permit some flow-through ventilation- i went outside into the hallways and noticed an electrical utility room that somebody had made into their own barracks room with a sign on it saying "HIGH VOLTAGE- STAY OUT!! !." it had black steel doors with reinforcements to stress the point. in the hallways outside of the rooms were various people chatting with one another. i then returned to my room, closed the door and tried to lock it but found that the lock was mangled. then the door opened and a bunch of canadian forces sea branch trainee sailors and chinese navy sailors came crowding into my room which had magically transformed into some kind of surplus goods store, with shelving on the walls and rows of crowded racks in mid-room teeming with the sailors perusing the goods. one scrawny chinese sailor eyed a box full of barbell weights that weighed about 50 pounds, he picked it up and its bulk forced his weak frame down to the floor, which caused the sailor next to him to point and laugh disparagingly at him, and out of concern i asked this smark aleck sailor, "do you believe he intends to take this back to the ship and back to china?" and the sailor replied, "that's what he THINKS" with a dismissive smirk. the canadian sailors kept apart from the chinese sailors and spoke among themselves very quietly. then i awoke.