Category: Dreams

Walking down a long crowded hall, looking for the toilet. Find it, but it’s full. Go find another, but it’s outside and seen by everyone. Go, but make a mess and have to clean up.

Hanging out in downtown Long Beach. Some guy comes by on a quad going very fast. He turns onto the beach and accelerates. He goes down a ways, then turns into the water. Suddenly the quad stops, and he goes flying into the water. A bunch of people rush up to help, but he’s dead. A lifeguard comes up and asks me if I know the guy and I say no. He asks me to call the family and I say that’s not my job. He makes the call and starts talking Spanish, then starts crying. He hangs up and walks back.

Sitting on a couch looking at some small WWE ledgers. A pretty girl comes in and starts asking me if she can look at them. Vince McMahon comes by and I ask him if it’s ok. He looks up and says yeah (she’s clearly a spy). She sits down across from me and starts asking questions. I put my hand close to her leg and she says no touching. I say I’m not and she continues to try to seduce me and get the ledgers. She finally hauls out a random device that clearly holds a camera. I look up and all the furniture is gone. I put my hand right up to her crotch, and it’s warm and wet. She sighs , and I continue. Walk away with the books, and guys are putting back the furniture. Some guy is getting dragged away by the girl, her hands on his crotch and glowing.

At a US reunion, walk around. Mistakenly go into the girl’s bathroom, see my sweater on the shelf. Grab it and leave. Get a dirty look, go back in and tell that I would’ve been in there of my sweater wasn’t there. Walk over to the dinner table and sit down. My plate is done and we start messing around. The guy next to me tries to tip my plate into my lap and fails. I get him, then he puts mustard all over my plate. Leave and start watching kids playing a game. One shoves another and he starts chasing him. They start doing a skit about tennis and I remark that I wish I had tried out for the team, just to be able to hit around more often. I was good enough, but hated competing. Watch an interview with John Bell.

On a plane, start taking off, but don’t quite make it. Keep going, fail again. I get off and the plane leaves.

Moving. Pack the trailer, worry about driving it all the way and stuff getting damaged. They leave, start trying to organize what’s left. Go into the parent’s room, and they haven’t started yet. Walk up to where the other trailer should be. There’s a ton of stuff still on the shelves and drawers.

Ask Mike K & wife (or Laurie) to come talk in the other room. Sit down and wait, look through for some music. They come in and I sit then lay on the couch. A cat comes and walks on top of me. Mike and I compare biceps. Leave and try to find the exit. Walk up stairs and there’s a line. Get to the front and chat with the ticket person. Some guy hits on me and I say “no, ew.” He goes back down the stairs.

Walking through our new house. The ceilings are very high. Go from one area to another-they’re very close together and linked.

walking into a sports complex. It’s late, and no one is around. Go to the tennis courts and a couple of guys are playing. All they have are lanterns ob a couple of spots on the court. I try to hit a few, then serve very slowly. Leave and walk back out of the parking lot.

out on the field, it’s some sort of odd corduroy material that’s like worms. Walk over to get my kites set up, then go to another field. Back and it’s time to go.

On campus, reading a cool book on buildings and design. Walk past some guy, he sees the book and starts explaining it to me. I say I’ve read it before. We join an arch class that’s touring the campus. I’m old, but a freshman, and this is an upper level class, but they let me stay. The prof takes us into a building and tells us to look for interesting design decisions. Look around and find a brick wall running the width of the building, but only on the top floor. It was for a kids’ school. Go back and sit around a table to talk about our findings. Keep trying to interject stuff from an Alexandrian POV.

At home, walk out-the entire field next door is flooded. Paddle around it.

Walk out of the house. The trees are getting cut down and are just bare trunk and big branches left. Walk down to the street-it’s dry and dusty, like we’re in SoCal. Look back up the hill at out house.

Go into a small store, then upstairs looking for something. Walk around, then go back downstairs.

Working with Frank Zappa. He wants me to get on a massage table. I go and sit with someone else on a couch.

Looking at pictures on Santhosh’s phone. Go up and sit at the table and listen to a guy talk about his investment accounts.

Canoeing along some river, there are several canoes. It’s tough going, have to turn them over to drain. Stand up and I’m solo. Run into a sandbar and get out. Go one way, and into a channel. Slide next to a couple, they have a neat way to dock. Try to do that, and the rest of the group shows up.

At someone’s house, look through their music collection. Talk about how we only had records and cassettes.

Walking through downtown Long Beach, go into the back of a building. Climb up a ladder to get out.

Brian F gets mad and starts trying to kick me. Block and trap his legs.

Looking at a big storm coming towards our house. Hear a weather report about it.

Looking out our porch. See a bunch of big pods land and roll into buildings. Suddenly everything is changed and everything is those buildings. Walk around and we all look like odd blobby aliens, white with small heads.

Walking up a hill on a park-like street. See Kirk from Metallica with a small furry animal. Stop to help him catch it. It runs away from me and towards him. We talk about it and take it back to his house.

Walking up the street, look back and see clouds shaped like an angel. Think hmmm. Look ahead and see more shaped clouds. Think someone is doing cloud art, then that it’s the apocalypse.

Hanging out at someone’s house, Holly and Glendon are going ready to leave, but their dog has peed in its carrier. Take it out to let it finish, it runs away and into the street/next yard. Walk over and there’s a fairy there under a bush. I ask it what it wants, and it says to go to this place across town. I look again and there’s a flyer for a Catholic thing there. I decide it’s a rip off and walk back. The dog runs through some tube thing with padding in it. Glendon says is loves to do that.

At 1023, just got home, have to sleep on the floor in the living room. Get up and go into the kitchen.

Walking along some riverbank. It’s running fast, and we have to cross over a tributary. Walk up the hill, and down. There’s a sluice, wade through to get to it and use like a bridge. Back to the river, and there’s a huge whirlpool. Worry about crossing it, but there are ducks circling that seem to be ok.

Walking down a sidewalk to school. There are a ton of people around. They’re getting line for a viewing for a dead teacher. I walk past, up the hill and into the school. Go to the back, up the stairs, overhear some teachers talking about how that teacher used to play practical jokes. Walk back past the line and recognize some classmates.

Setting up for a gig. Put the keyboard up, look for an outlet. My power strip’s plug came apart. The club’s guy points out where the outlet is, and I pull the plug box out-it has a long cord. Plug the keyboard in and start setting up the amp.