Walking into an AC/DC? show. Go onto a side street, tell the person I live there. Turn onto another street and park really close to the venue. Walk into the place-have a black wristband on, and show it-they let me in and I walk right to side stage. Look onstage and sit at stage left-there’s are tons of beer cans everywhere.
At work, answer the phone. Someone is asking about a serial number issue. I tell him it’s a data issue, and the phone is ringing on another line.
Walking along a rocky path, pick my way from stone to stone. We go down to a lane with lots of people. E does a ill magic thing, and someone asks their partner to do it too, because he’s better. I walk past.
In a courthouse, walk up to a desk and ask about something.
Throwing a frisbee in the circle outside the complex. It’s wonky, and we have to chase it and avoid cars. Diane sits down and tells someone with shaking hands they have some odd condition. I say I have shaky hands and she says it’s stress, then sits in my lap. She says to stop touching her throat.
In some messy apartment getting ready to move. Some creepy guy with long hair is using clippers inside a plastic bag on his head. Go into another room. The guy comes flying down the hall with the clippers trailing behind, into the bathroom, and rams into the wall, falling into the bathtub. E goes to help, and I go into another room and stand in the close corner.
The gamelan is set up on stage, and the marimba folks come and set up too. There’s not enough room, and I start trying to put together one of the smaller ones, then take apart the gong stand to move it. I get told to stop, and sit down and wait until they’re done.
In a parking lot, open up a door and a smallish dog comes flying out, into my arms and licks my face. I walk across and give the dog to a girl. Go into a store and lose my pants. It’s tight between the shelves and the window, and I slide past looking for a towel to wrap around. I go back out, find one, wrap it around and roll it. Someone says something, and I say I’ve been doing this for years. Walk back outside, a helicopter comes by with a searchlight. Some guy says they’re looking for something, but the search pattern they’re using is from a picture. Watch the helicopter do these weird patterns.
On the beach, some guy is walking by and he’s a suspect. The guy with me is a cop and starts after him. Someone else goes, “Watch this,” and the guy starts running after the cop says to stop. The cop takes off his shirt, runs and catches the guy. We get him in a car and start trying to find a station. The guy ends up behind the wheel and we’re going away from the station. I reach over and turn the car off. It isn’t slowing, then it does. I get behind the wheel and we go to a station. There’s a line for the desk, and E goes up and tells the watch officer what he’s charged with. We sit next to people from church and they leave after a little while.
Backstage at a show, the promoter wants a few of the rock stars backstage to go on stage-Eddie V, Bruce D, etc. He’s looking for a bass player and I raise my hand. I tell Bruce to go up first and the crowd will get fired up. We go onstage and the crowd goes wild.
At home, we’re living on the second floor and there’s a fire on the first floor. We go to the back to get our stuff and see the fire making its way there. The fire dept. puts it out and I look down to see all the wreckage. Walk over to the front and look down into the large room below-there’s still fire.
Waiting to get a school bus, gathering up my stuff, making coffee. The bus is coming, and I need shoes, so I run up to the other building to get them.
Cleaning up puddles of pee in the bathroom with TP.
Driving down a freeway, a big plane flies next to us and crashes into a hill. We continue, and big parts start falling around us.
Have to go to a party for police officers. Walk in, there’s a crime scene with toys on a wall and a dead couple in a cave above-they’re in formal wear. Walk past, and over to a big table where the cops are standing around.
At work, in a big room. My laptop, which is a super-slim desktop, is filthy, so I take it apart to clean it. I open it up, and there are candy bars stuck to the inside, and crumbs, and dust everywhere. I turn it over to shake it out, and everything falls out, including the motherboard. I go to put it all back together, and the processor is out too. A ribbon cable connected to it is shredded on both ends, and I’m like “this is not good”. I start putting it back together.