Oh, boy. In my case, the strangest part about my dreams is when they aren't odd, random, or non-sensical. There are times when I have dreams that are coordinated, logical or at least have a sequence within their context, as if someone was playing a film inside my head, or my brain was directing one.
Imagine if you will, a very tall tower made of beige or brown stone blocks. The tower is covered from the fifth floor upwards in dark clouds. Not rain clouds, but inky black clouds that swirl and do not let you see anything above the fifth floor, so it's impossible to ascertain its height, though it's possible to enter the tower and ascend a staircase that spirals upwards, the type that is stuck to the inner walls. Its name is The Tower of Deceptions, and whomever figures out how many stories tall the tower is, will gain both great knowledge and power, according to its legend. (This is important later)
Many warriors, adventurers, wisemen, conquerors and fools alike have thus ascended the tower for the purpose of measuring its height, but none have ever returned. It is unknown what happened to them; they're just never heard of again.
So, inside the tower, sitting on the first step of the staircase, is Lord Farquaad from Shrek, resting his chin on his closed hands, waiting for his men (The captain who was collecting fairy tale creatures and relocating them at the beginning of the film, and his company to be precise), who had taken the trip upwards, and had of course not returned yet.
From the right enters John Lithgow, who is the voice actor for Lord Farquaad, wearing a suit just like he did in 3rd Rock From The Sun, and asks Farquaad what's up (He knows of the riddle of the Tower and that Farquaad is there to try to solve it). Farquaad just shakes his head and sighs in defeat, as he has realized shortly ago that the whole attempt was in vain. Lithgow replies with an equally-disappointed nod, and sits on a crate without saying anything; the only thing that can be heard are the winds that keep the clouds swirling around the tower, and make its measurement impossible through any known means.
After a few minutes, John Lithgow stands up, looks upwards and raises his hands, having lost patience, and addresses the Tower itself in a loud and commanding voice: "Tower of Deceptions, spawn of the darkest night! I conjure you: Tell me how many floors tall you are!"
Lithgow remains in that pose for a few long instants, and not having received any response, lowers his hands, lightly slapping his thighs, and returns to sit on the crate, as Farquaad only grunts as if saying "I told you it was useless.", with the wind still blowing outside the only sound that can be heard.
One minute later, a chime indicates the receipt of a text message on Lithgow's cellphone, so the actor hurriedly stands up again and pulls it out from his pocket to read the message, that simply says "44". He then turns to look at Farquaad, who only raises an eyebrow in partial disbelief, as the winds start to die down and the dark clouds dissipate little by little, allowing for the light of the sun to shine and warm the surrounding area. It seems no one had thought of asking the Tower itself, ignorant of the fact there were no restrictions as of how to solve its riddle.
That's when I forced myself to wake up, so I wouldn't forget it. I've had other similar "well-written" dreams in later times, but this one is the most noticeable.