Category: Dreams

In a rehearsal room with Eric Clapton. There’s a ton of gear, and I start playing. He’s trying to get the ceiling lowered- it’s really high. They get it down, and guys on ladders are trying to fix it in place.

At work, talking to the HR and finance people about leaving and what I need to do. Look at the investment stuff and talk about what I had to do in the Cayman Islands. Talk some more about what needs to happen next.

trying to get through some street. Drive around and through a parking lot. GO up and try to get through, but it’s wet and flooded and finally impassable. Go back into the parking lot and up to a small cafe. Susan S is there with some people and we chat about stuff.

On the outside of a starship, Star Trek style. We’re monitoring it with a thing attached to the hull. Ensign Crusher sees it, and opens a window to investigate. He goes out onto a bulkhead and removes it, we follow him in through a very narrow passage.

At work, someone comes up to me and is investigating something. they ask some questions and I tell them about managing stuff when I was in Grand Cayman. They come back with a lie detector, strap it on and start asking me more questions. They ask about whether my parents were rich and I say no.

Walking by Harrison and Monroe on the hill, our realtor tells us there’s a house by there. Walk down the hill, and through the outside-it’s all open air. Meet the tenant, with lost of kids. Walk through the house, it’s big and very 50’s. Small back yard. Sit down with the tenant and talk to them about how I don’t want to just kick them out. Look them hard in the eyes.

Walking down Harrison, some man comes by and starts shouting all sorts of racist stuff. I tell him off and he comes up to me. I hit him then slam him to the ground until he is flat. Sit down and the cop comes up and asks me what happened. I tell him the guy was spouting racist stuff, started chasing me. He stops me and says that’s all he needs to hear.

Looking through stuff in a book store. There’s a bunch of occult stuff and I gather some up. Someone is interested and I go to give them what I gathered.

Standing in front of a fan. It’s blowing on my back, then the breeze starts to massage me. It reaches around to my neck and chest a little bit.

Driving down a street, turn onto a side road. Stop as I come to the edge of a ravine by the beach. Get out and walk back to the man street. I ass two guys and they compliment me on my hat. I say thanks and keep walking, and they follow me. I realize they’re trying to rob me. I walk up another street and see Paul Strachan. We go into a bar/restaurant.

Walking up to Jim Kucera’s apartment. We called some guy to go on a date with him. He shows up, but Jim isn’t ready. Go in, his parents show up. They comment on how nicely I’m dressed, and I say I’m going to church and leave.

Go to the bathroom at someone’s big house. It’s clogged. It then starts to overflow, fast. I go to turn off the water valve, but it doesn’t stop. Flip a couple of switches and that does it. The owner comes in and we talk about it.

At home, the kids are mad at mom about something. They’re plotting to blow them up with letting gas out. They start doing it, releasing gas, then try to lure them up to a place so they can ignite it. I walk around, turning off the vents. They finally give up, and Matt hands me a paper with preprinted grievances and stuff filled in. We’re now at a press conference, the family is all at podiums and talking about the event. I say, “if we had just been kind to each other”, and I decide to form the “Kind” party. Rule #1: Always be kind. The press conference ends, I gather up my books, and walk away to start coming up with the manifesto. We pass by a group of old ladies and one asks me to consult, and I say no, I have to go write my manifesto. Then I’ll help.

Come up to a line. Go to the back, then sneak around. David Spade comes up to me with a clipboard and orders me to the back of the line. I go, then start climbing on top of the desk full of books.

Watching a girl get a tennis lesson from Arthur Ashe on a tiny court. He’s tossing balls at her arms she getting better. They finish and I go up and talk to him. He starts tossing balls at me too.

Hanging out, showing off my guitar. The finish is melting, and one of the guys runs his finger over it and it just falls off. I take it apart and scrape off as much as I can. We talk about the best stripper, and I consider just leaving it plain. Walk into the hardware store and look at what they have. Talk to a guy and he goes looking for something too.

Arranging my desk at work. There’s a bunch of books underneath. Futz with my old laserwriter-it’s coming apart when I put the paper tray in. Come back in pj’s. Up the elevator and to my room. Walk through the executive suite and someone asks about what I’m wearing. I say I was flying kites and got a sunburn. Go into the room, lay down on a table and cover up with a blanket. My boss comes in in pj’s too.

In a casino, sit at the end of a long bar/table. The dealer blocks off a section just for me and gives me a bunch of chips. Play for a little bit, leave.

Walking through a square to a building, there are monstrous fishes swimming around. Go up to the top and look at them.

Walk through a square, sit down at a table and chat with everyone. This guy says he used to be a billionaire and working for the government and is now something else. Talk with him about Venus and how there are aliens there. He used to study it and has documents.

Walk up to a field. There are kids flying a big square kite, and it is going all over the place. Watch them, then put up my Rev. It’s not very windy. Set it down, then someone runs the kite around because the wind shifted. Walk back to another field next to a building. Unhook the lines and go into the building. Come back out, the handles and lines are missing. I find then attached to the roof of the shed. Get them back arranged, the toss a poster over the heads of the culprits.

Talking with Bob Bertog about something. He wants to prove a point by fighting with me. I tell him that’s a bad idea, but he persists. I block and sideswipe all his punches, then tie one up with an arm trap. Take him to the ground, asking is he’s done. He says know, and I start making more painful joint locks. Finally he concedes.

Walk across the room, a girl is waiting for me and I start. Go a little bit and stop.

Walking across a park, there’s a gathering going on. Walk up the hill and find a place at the top. Meg is there, but she’s not interested in me. Move further down the row. Some other girl is and I sit behind her.

Wait to give my presentation. There’s a break, and I set up my stuff. The other presenter comes, and I give him his stuff. After wards, walk around the back and get a blanket.

Trying to take off on a small plane, the pilot is training someone. He talks about wind and take off. The wind is low, but coming the wrong way for a good take off. We go up to a cliff and he talks about getting up speed by going off the cliff. I get out-not doing that. Some girl takes over and she lines up-the wind shifts and gets stronger-you can see the windsock go now.

Driving up , see an enormous tanker plane land. It’s very long. Al B gets a call and starts talking about requesting a very large order of natural gas, like 3 degrees. The person on the other end is freaking out. I marvel at how much he’s ordering.

Walk into a room. There’s a turntable on the floor playing Gentle Giant. I say, “ooooo, Gentle Giant,” and walk away.

In a plane, but the bottom rear is open so it can take in water.

Climbing up stairs in a building, get to the top and wander around.

Walk across a green strip into the White House. Talk to someone in a room.

At the top of a canyon, watch some trucks go down the end. They go faster and faster then start crashing into each other, the rocks and everything else. Move down further, they’re still flying down the hill. A few go into another canyon, and finally stop.

At the store, have a bunch of stuff, get a tray with candy on it. Toss it beach to the rest and it falls off the counter. Go to pick it up, not really upset.

At home, Al Brandt is staying overnight. He asks where I get my knife-i say Walmart and they’re cheap. There are a bunch of small black toys on the ground-we step over them.

At an exhibit with an old rock wall. It comes apart and I grab a chunk of stone. We run, as agents are coming for us. Go into a gym complex, up and then down. Hiding the artifact, it’s talking and I tell it to be quiet and put it back in the backpack. The agents pass and I go back the other way.