Does anyone here do dream analysis stuff?

I had two pretty cool dreams last night.  I don't remember too much about them, but in the first, I was working at Skywalker Ranch.  Which was extremely wonderful.  I think I was put on as a writer or something, and I was outside with another guy.  The other guy was going over some of the history behind Skywalker Ranch and the Lucasfilm properties.  He was showing me a heap of props.  To the western side, there were a heap of Star Wars helmets in a paddock, and to the eastern side there were some really large props.  I can't remember what they were, but they looked kind-of mechanical... maybe even an AT-ST was standing there.  Walking over to the eastern side, I suddenly thought I should cal some of my friends to basically boast about where I was, and what I was doing, but decided that would be pretty petty and vain, and that I should wait until I finished my 3 month probation first (so I guess I had only recently got the job).

The other guy then encouraged me to go back to the helmets, and just take a look around for inspiration, to get the creative juices flowing.  I saw a couple of red helmets that were variations of Imperial Guards helmets (although not exact matches in reality), and another helmet, perhaps a storm trooper helmet, that was damaged.  It had a hole in the top of it, and was a really thin plastic, like cheap masks you can buy for kids.  I thought that someone had taken bites out of it, and that it was a bit of a shame.  That said, I was hungry, and couldn't resist taking a bite of the helmet as well - I thought no-one would notice, though I did feel a little bad that I'd just taken a nibble from such esteemed property.

Then I woke up, moved around a bit, and went back to sleep.  I guess I was hungry.

In the second dream, I was a writer on Battlestar Galactica, and I had just made myself some sandwiches for lunch.  I rested a script on the plate with the sandwiches, and walked 'back' into a meeting room.  Edward James Olmos as Admiral Adama and the guy who plays Colonel Tigh was there, with some others who I can't remember, and they were dressed in their BSG uniforms.  I put my plate down on the large table.  Adama/Olmos said that he was hungry, and he might go across the road to get some lunch.  Tigh said that was a great idea.  Adama/Olmos asked me if I wanted to come as well.  I started off saying I'd just made some lunch, but thought it'd be much better to have lunch with them, and I was pretty chuffed to be invited along, so I said that I'd be happy to do whatever they wanted to do.  The three of us exited a side door, which lead outside.  It was pretty busy outside, and we started walking across the road to a cafe/pub.  I think Adama/Olmos unbottoned the first couple of buttons of his uniform as we were walking.  He was in the lead, followed by Tigh, and then me.

And that's it, that's all I remember.  I had a pretty crumby weekend, and sometimes I have 'wish fulfilment' dreams when things are pretty low, I guess as an internal pick-me-up.  I'm wondering whether these are subconscious pep-talks of encouragment, or whether there's symbolism there I should be paying attention to, or even if (to get all 'New Age'-y) they are encouragment from the Universe not to give up on one's dreams.

What's your take on these, or on dreams in general?  Random unsyncopated neural flashes?  Messages from the Gods?  Paths to our inner psyche?

(PS: I sent an email to Edward James Olmos, and he [or perhaps his assistant, admittedly] was very nice and well-spoken in their reply.  He seems like a very nice guy.)