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Post# 107475   9/2/2010 at 11:57 (3,331 days old) by suckolux (Yuba City, CA)        

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Ok guys, maybe I am out on a limb here, I dream a LOT! Do you guys ever vacuum in your dreams??? I was using the XXX last night in my dreams, with a powerhead?? Well, doing it now with one borrowed from the Sliverado and extra cord, too bad you can't hear the pretty sound of the lux.




Post# 107477 , Reply# 1   9/2/2010 at 13:55 (3,331 days old) by vleetx ()        
Wild dreams,,

On occasion I have these "super flea market" dreams, where I stumble across several vacuums, mixers, and other items. I can remember vividly finding a GE roll easy sitting on a shelf in banning, and seeing it in pink, with gold hose ends. Now go figure,,whats the odds of that?

Post# 107481 , Reply# 2   9/2/2010 at 16:15 (3,331 days old) by electrolux~137 ()        

We've have discussions here before about "vacuum cleaner dreams." Search in the archives of the "off-topic" department.

Post# 107487 , Reply# 3   9/2/2010 at 18:08 (3,331 days old) by bagintheback (Flagstaff, Arizona)        

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I've had three dreams when I go to a thrift store and find tons of mint hoover and eureka vacuums. I wish it was true!

Post# 107493 , Reply# 4   9/2/2010 at 19:10 (3,331 days old) by electrolux~137 ()        

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Post# 107494 , Reply# 5   9/2/2010 at 19:12 (3,331 days old) by electrolux~137 ()        

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Post# 107495 , Reply# 6   9/2/2010 at 19:20 (3,331 days old) by electrolux~137 ()        

And I wrote this a couple of years ago. I thought I had posted it but couldn't find it in the archives.


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VACUUM CLEANER DREAMS

Am I the only person who dreams about vacuum cleaners?

I have been having dreams about sweepers for as long as I can remember. When I was a little kid, the dreams were usually along the lines of being at someone's house and finding the vacuum cleaner, and seeing that there was something amazing or unusual about it -- that it was ridiculously small or large in size, or that it had 10 hoses, or a 100-ft cord, dozens of attachments, etc,

In later years, my vacuum cleaner dreams nearly always take place in thrift shops and junk stores. In fact some of the dreams are "serial" in nature --- I will be in a dream, in a certain thrift shop, and the place will be familiar; I will know I had been there before. Sometimes that awareness is more lucid than others where I will even say, "Oh, it's this dream again!" However, it is not the same exact dream time after time, just the same place -- but different, although similar, things happen.

There is one particular dream where, when I find myself in the particular thrift shop, I eventually realize I am there again, and sometimes I will even say or think to myself, "Oh, here we are again. I wonder what I will find this time!" In this particular dream, there are three or four thrift shops connected by common doors -- sort of like a thrift shop shopping center! When I am arriving at the thrift shop I am always walking, and the weather is always nice and sunny -- a warm summery day.

I come to a corner of a very steeply angled intersection. What I mean is, the cross-streets do not run at a 90-degree angle but converge in a point from, like, 45-degree angles. Such that when I am standing right at the apex of the corner, there is a street running behind to my left, and another one running behind to my right.

Right in the corner, is an old movie theatre with the old-fashioned marquis above with the hundreds of little light bulbs and the old red plastic letters. It is a a two-faced marquis -- one side faces the street running down the left side, and another side faces the street running down the right side. I never notice or remember what the marquis says, but am just aware of it and that I am there again. I walk under the marquis and by the little glass-enclosed booth where the ticket-seller is seated, and then I go out from under the marquis and turn left up the street that runs along the other corner of the theatre, and that is where the door is that leads into the first thrift shop.

(I go into all this detail simply because there IS so much detail to remember, and it is always the same when I return each time to this strange place in my dream.)

When I go into the thrift shop, there are always other people milling about and sometimes I recognize some of them, and some of them seem to recognize me as well: they will nod or smile, or give, you know, a "psychic," unspoken indication that they are aware of me.

This first thrift shop is a very large place, kind of -- well, you know, uncrowded and not too cluttered. There is always a large open area in the center where I can stand and look around and see stuff along all the far walls. There is always one long wall of light-tan wooden book shelves, and in the middle of that wall of shelves, or at one end, is a hallway leading to another area of the store and that is where I know I will usually find vacuum cleaners.

I say usually, because sometimes there are sweepers and sometimes there are not. Sometimes I see so many vacuums in that back room that I am wondering to myself how I am going to get them all in my car (not realizing at that point that I had walked there!), or about how I could pay for everything.

Other times, there is nothing there or only a few broken-down plastic junk machines. And other times, they will be in a different place of the store and I am a little irritated, yet happily surprised, to go to another area and find a bunch of old vacs! For instance, oftentimes there will be a large area with lots of old furniture -- large easy chairs, sofas, rolled-up carpets, etc., and nestled around and amongst these will be many old vacuums.

Now, these are not usually machines I can identify -- I mean, not standard models like an Electrolux XXX or Hoover 725 but are strange, odd machines. And here is where there is a similarity to my childhood dreams, in that the machines are usually of odd size, too large or too small, or have unusual attachments or of disproportionate size. I'll see, for example, a model XXX Electrolux but that has a hinging front cover like an AE, and the front cover is turned sideways like the Canadian Z88-89 machines. That is just one example.

(Speaking of the Z88-89, the first time I saw one of those it really stopped me in my tracks! Because it had every making of one of the odd, strange machines in my dream -- it was like a G, but NOT like a G --- odd color, strange XXX-type attachments, Hoover-type telescoping wand, the front cover turned sideways...it was really quite an odd and somewhat unsettling experience for me to see that machine; it was almost as if one of the machines in my dream had materialized in my waking world, and to this day I get that same "vibe" from the Z88 and 89.

For that reason, I still feel sort of odd and uncomfortable around those machines. I had a really nice Z88 that I traded to John Young, who has found great fame and fortune with it by winning a prize at one of the Vac Club meetings. I was actually pretty happy to be rid of it as it kinda "scared" me. It really did bother me, because it just "did not make sense" as a machine and seemed to have come from another dimension.)

I find a lot of Electrolux floor polisher attachments in these Dreamland Thrift Shops, but again, they are generally of strange colors and larger than in real life. These are usually stuck inside large, jumbled boxes of hoses, wands, and attachments in dark corners of the store or under a table or something where I have to really look to find them, or see them by accident. Or they might be on a shelf with unrelated stuff -- e.g., mixed in with old toys or books or whatever.

After being in the first store for quite a long while, I then make my way to the other thrift stores that, as I said, are connected by common doorways. My recollections of these stores is not as vivid as the first. They are smaller, more cramped, usually have long rows of clothing -- coats and suits, stuff like that. More "antiquey-boutiquey" kinds of stuff than thrift shop stuff like the first place, and I usually realize as soon as I am in there that there won't be anything. The vacuums always seem to be in the first, largest store.

At some point I always find myself outside again, walking up the street beyond the other side of the theatre. it is dusk, a little cooler, the sun is going down, and I realize I have to get home. I don't ever seem to have bought any vacuums, in fact those are forgotten as I begin to make my way home. I usually have to have to wait --- either for someone who I am expecting to give me a ride home (usually my dad or my brother Noel), or for a succession of buses or trains. Sometimes the wait is long and I get anxious; or several buses will pass by and not stop. I do always get on the right bus, however, or my ride does finally come along, and my last lucid recollection of the dream is that I am headed home.

If other people have dreams like these, I'd love to hear about them!

NEXT -- a new dream I had just last night, which is what prompted me to write about this!

Here's my most recent vacuum cleaner dream.

I was in a very cluttered, kinda funky thrift shop. This was not one I recall being in before in a dream. There was lots of stuff in boxes on the floor under tables and racks of clothing. In one corner I saw a bunch of vacuum cleaner stuff.

There were several tattered boxes with turquoise and white printing on them and they were for 60s-type Eureka canister machines. One was a round pot sort of thing, like the Rotomatic, but it was turquoise. The box had just the machine, but there were at least a half-dozen other, smaller boxes --- one had a hose and some nozzles, another had brushes, etc., then there was some sort of air-powered attachment which I was quite amazed to see as I had never seen one before nor known it existed!

Then there was another box that had another Eureka canister, just the machine, and was one of the later, more "square-ish" canisters where the whole top half of the machine lifted up to get to the bag, and there were attachments stored inside. This machine was also turquoise, with white trim, cord and bumper, and I thought that I should also get it as it matched the color of the Rotomatic type machine.

But the most amazing find was a small carton, about 10" wide and a foot tall and deep, that contained hundreds of 7x10 envelopes containing different things -- instruction leaflets, little spare parts like screws and vials of scented oils, etc. Some of the envelopes were that old glassine paper, like wax paper, so I knew the stuff was old; others were white or brown paper, and there were also a lot of plastic "baggies" containing things. I became very excited about this stuff!

Then I thought I ought to get up and look around above. (I had been scrounging around in a corner of the store, on my hands and knees, pulling these boxes of Eureka stuff out from under a display type of case.) I looked up and was amazed to see an Electrolux polisher sitting on the top of that display! It was turned so it was facing away from me (the snout to attach the wand was pointed in my direction), and I could see that it was pretty beat up, dirty, covered with old caked-on wax etc., but of course I was happy to see it as I am always happy to see on in a thrift shop, for real, or in a dream!

I quickly stood up and then saw that there was another Electrolux polisher next to it, as well as two or three polishers from other machines -- a Filter Queen polisher that was white with red trim, and a couple of others that I did not recognize but was amazed to see.

Then, on the floor next to me I saw what appeared to be a miniature Compact machine made out of styrofoam, or, I guess the top part was white styrofoam and the bottom was turquoise plastic. It was about a foot long and, oh, 5-6" in circumference, a perfectly shaped miniature of the Compact machine from the '50s. I wondered what in the world the thing was, so I knelt down and opened the top of it. I laughed to myself when I saw that it was a shoeshine kit! It contained small circular brushes and an air-powered apparatus to attach to the wand of the machine. I said, "Boy, some Compact nuts are gonna freak when they see this!"

The dream fades at this point, and that's about all I can remember.







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