I was flying an A-6 Intruder w/o a BN. Weird I know. I was heading west and a tracer fire started floting up to me, so I thread my way through the ack-ack. Then an aroura bory alice lit up the sky green. As I looked down at the ground I saw a playground and my best friends were playing king of the hill. So I rolled inverted and made a circle pattern around them. Then one of the guys gets on top of the playground and yells, "I'm King of the hill!" At this time another one of my friends makes it up, punches in the face and exclaims, "I think not!"
Yeah, weird dream.
EDIT:
Here's another.
I was sitting in an FBO (gas station for airplanes) and an alert came up, "All pilots report to fligt line" So we all hopped up and ran out onto the tarmac. There were alot of F4U corsairs lined up and we all took off for one. And we had mechanics on our wings as crew chiefs. I looked left and right and all the pilots I knew from IRL flying the mechanics were all mechanics I know IRL. So we all hopped into the Corsairs and take off to meet the russians. (All of our modern aircraft had been disabled by the russians.) I take off and climb out and turn a right base leg, and ascend into a cloud. Thinking that was a bad idea I descended and got on my radio and said. "Hey, I don't have a map where are we headed?" The only reply I got was, "To the right." Well, that was no help, right off of runway heading or base? I don't know, so I landed in the streets of new york city and get out of my plane and find a police officer to ask directions so I can kill some russian fighters. He told me to turn south and they should be just off the shoreline. So I'm walking back to my corsair and I saw an old friend of mine fishing and I asked him, "What's up?" to which he replied, "just fishing, what are you up to?" So I said, "Oh, you know, flying this old airplane about to kill some russians!"
Then I woke up. Yes, very odd dream.
Disclaimers and maybe explanations? I'm a pilot and work at a flight school.