If Chupperson's dream posts aren't short enough, then I doubt there's much hope for mine.
There was a cavalcade of faces. For each, I gave them the first celebrity name that popped into my head, whether it made sense or not. A woman with red hair (like the actual color red, not just the orange that's called red when it's hair) and thick-framed cat glasses who looked a bit a woman I had just seen in church this morning in the pew in front of me I called Judge Judith Shendlin. A black man with a graying beard I called Larry Burr, then added a D to his last name to make it Larry Bird. An elderly man with his head in a plastic bubble I called Patrick Swayze.
This last man became Bill Murray starring in a movie. The premise of the movie was that this man had somehow lost every part of his body but his brain (or maybe the full head; like the classic film The Brain That Wouldn't Die or The Head That Wouldn't Die, there wasn't much of a conceptual distinction). His head was preserved in a plastic bubble and placed on a mechanical humanoid body, but for some reason, his head was not placed on his mechanical shoulders. Instead, it was placed more in the crotch area, and atop his shoulders was an electrical generator.
Brain-crotched Bill Murray tried to get a job on a spaceship, whose name I can't remember, but as it was supposed to take off, many misfortunes befell it. Bill Murray was supposed to look at a new kid coming in, a young male blue anthropomorphic badger referred to as "the Caroline appointee," referring to Caroline Kennedy's current attempt to get appointed to the United States Senate, and the sense of entitlement and unfairness there. Bill Murray assigned the Caroline appointee to a non-existant job and then walked off the ship, looking for a new job.
The movie fast-forwarded. This new scene opened with a shot of the thing on top of Bill Murray's mechanical shoulders, which apparently did double duty as a generator in a sealed plastic cone and an air intake. Don't ask me how that worked. Bill had had some problems before with efficient ways to create electricity up there to run his body without suffocating himself, but now it was apparently fine. Some of the observers, mostly the female ones, expressed concern when they saw oil being scattered all around in the plastic cone, but Bill was unperturbed, even blowing bubbles in the oil to demonstrate how safe he was. Bill was now second-in-command on an Enterprise-type ship. Apparently he was now in some culture where everyone had an odd number of eyes, and was asked to modify his body accordingly so that people wouldn't be freaked out. All of the other crewmates that I could see at first also had three eyes. He had apparently gotten this job based on his experience on the ship at the beginning. Also, his face was now very smooth and looked something like a cross in color, shape, personality, and consistency between Grand Admiral Thrawn and Data. I'm not sure whether it had been like that all along.
The ship lurched to the side, and I saw many one-eyed aliens, calling into question my previous assumption that everyone here had three eyes. The lurching ship became a court-martial where Bill Murray's appropriateness for the second-in-command job was considered. Bill thought it would be smooth sailing, until suddenly the Caroline appointee was called as a witness. He was still ticked about what happened on the ship. Bill considered explaining what had happened, but decided it was so convoluted that it would look like he made it up. The CA decried Bill, saying he abandoned his post and, through a strange course of events, which were not spun in a very positive way for Bill, the CA himself had to take on the job. The judge pointed out that there were no records showing him as having done Bill's old job, and the CA blamed that on the fact that ship's crew was so incompetent that they never ended up getting off the ground, saying "[ship's name which I can't remember] is MISERY!" with a deranged look on his face. The judge asked the CA why he hadn't been able to get a job since then (Around this point, Bill Murray started trying to sneak out). The CA responded, a little more restrained but still clearly deranged, "Because they say I'm not a man!" (man as in human, not man as in male) There was an empty beat or two, the judge blinked, then said, in a Ned Flanders voice, "Well, neither am I!" I looked around and it was true: he and everyone else in the room, except Bill Murray, was an anthropomorphic animal. The judge, who was apparently also the commander of the ship, continued, "Well, I think we can overlook that, because I can't wait to be grokkin' with you!" (it wasn't as weird as it sounds; apparently it was supposed to be some technical term. It may have been a different word, I don't remember anymore)
Bill Murray fled. He had been on the balcony level of seats to view the court-martial, and he ran out the balcony door. Through the door, there was a museum, much like one that my have been at the beginning of the dream, before the movie began. He ran out the museum and there was a lamppost in the rain. Somewhere after that, I woke up.
tl;dr version: Bill Murray was a detached head who had a successful career as an astronaut, but whose closet skeletons came back to bite him eventually.
Personally, I think the long version is more interesting, but I recognize that I'm probably biased, so from now on I'll give long and short versions.
