Category: Dreams

At Judy B’s house. Ask the house what’s wrong, it prints out a paper with a list.

@ 30700, very windy out. It’s rattling the windows. Go downstairs and look out the back door. Go back upstairs and it dies down a bit. Crack open my small window.

Going out in fighter jets with Lisa from work. We land, then get ready to take off-get to the end of the runway-too short, have to stop. Turn around, she goes, I try, but can’t steer, so I go off the side. Pick up the plane, walk down the road. There’s a fire, and I go down the road a bit, turn on the plane, get on the radio and call for her. No answer, but Gil comes on and asks me where I am. He tries to get me to talk, but I get the sense he’s trying to triangulate me.

In a theater, having a meeting with the band about how I shouldn’t change the mix from what the computer says it should be. One of the guys is babbling, so I go over and shake him and yell about this being important. Someone else has a folder and takes it up to the booth for the manager to look at. He comes down and it’s someone naked.

At the Australian Open, sitting in back, some girl motions to me and I flash her. She’s surprised, and no one else sees. I walk back to the lawn, get dressed and come back. Go into the buffet room-Sis says someone said that I’m acting like a teenager. Go back into the kitchen, and Mom offers me tickets so I can stay in Melbourne for four weeks. I tell her thanks, but I don’t have any savings and can’t take that much time off of work. I walk to the bathroom, back in, start pooping and realize someone in sitting already. It’s Dad, and I clean poop off of him and the floor.

At a park, going to have a picnic. Some odd wasp-like aircraft comes flying around. It sort of looks like Zorak from Space Ghost. It circles a few times, spewing clouds of mist. It lands next to us, and two food carts drive out the back and go past us and up the hill. I’m like, “It’s a promo!”

Out in the yard with the Harrell’s. A big lightning storm starts. There are bolts coming down all over the place. We hide under a tree because it’s too dangerous to run back to the house.

At work, trying to figure out where to put the breaks in a fixed length line file.

Walking into a condo complex, see David Lee Roth, turn around. He sees me and starts yelling. I go back and he’s trying to get into someone’s unit.

At work, looking at some way to do password encryption on the fly. Someone has a document that has stuff on it. I put it on my tablet, but it’s all transparent and folded. I put it back in the case and look at all the highlighted bits.

In a room off a bar, some guy wants me to pay. I have no money, but he shows me he’s ready. I touch it.

Walking towards a runway. Go on the side of a golf course, some people go too. Turn back and get on a small plane. The pilot takes off and flies through the canals in Venice. He weaves over and under, I’m worried he’ll crash. Finally he flies too close and cuts off the bottom of the plane. I sit there for a bit.

At a show, sit in back, move to the side because everyone stood up, trying to find a view of the stage. Look at my ticket, I’m in the second row, so go there, Ian T is sitting next to me. We can’t see much because of the speakers, move to the center. Ignore someone wanting the seat. The stage is high, big speakers, so can’t see much even in awesome seats. Roger Waters comes out, just him, and starts singing and staring out into the crowd. I try to catch his eye, but he finishes a verse and walks off stage. he comes back on with a bunch of people in costumes, sings a verse, walks off stage. I say to Ian that he’s going off for a bump. Finally the road manager comes onstage and says that the show is over because Roger is having emotional difficulties and can’t handle performing. Then he starts singing and running around the stage. A curtain raises and there are 4 guys playing keyboards. I run onstage, jump on one of the drum kits and start playing. I adjust things while I’m playing-it has a weird snare and tiny cymbals.

Sitting in the living room. Look out the back and see a figure in a wierd mask. Get up, yell, and run towards the door. He panics and falls over the planter.

Walking back to my house, M. Boysen asks me if I play. I say yes, and he says there’s a slot open at a local showcase. I walk into the house, and there’s workmen and stuff blocked off and getting renovated. I walk into my room and it’s partially open because of the work. I walk back out to the bar and sit and talk.

Walking to work from the last bus stop. I have a big suitcase and am rolling it behind me. There’s another group of people going the same way to the building. We cross the street and I switch to rolling it in front of me. We all make the turn into the condo, and there’s a resident walking in front of us.

Walking towards a train station. Get on, and the train is going into town on a freight line. Some people are very close to the track, and we sound the horn. Two don’t get off, and I yell move just as we run over them. We stop and walk back, and the people have the remains covered up. The driver expresses his condolences.

At work, trying to finish a project, start downstairs, get called to stop and look at something. Look at it, change a setting and forget what it was originally. Move it back and forth to try to recall it-the setting names are odd. Go back to the server and push in one of the removable drives. It shocks me, and the whole system restarts. Walk over to someone working by the mini.

On a river, controlling a small plane. It has trouble taking off, and doesn’t climb at all. I finally turn around and set it back down

Walk down a hill to a party. Bob H is there, and I talk to him. I pull out a pack of smokes, but they keep falling apart. The pack does too, and I try to gather up the cigarettes. I go back up, and someone brings the rest wrapped in paper.

Ordering coffee at a window. I pull out bills to pay, and the person talks to me about old handheld electronics. I feel old and look disheveled.

Going up the hill to ski. It’s really snowy on the road, and chains are required. I don’t have them. Decide to turn around, go into the wrong lane to turn around. A car is coming and I go around quick. Go back home to get the chains. Walk in, look outside and see a big explosion down in Santa Monica. The shockwave gets here, then another explosion. No broken windows, walk back into the living room and talk about it.

Driving S to a thing at the library. There’s another thing going on, and guys are driving fast. One goes halfway through the intersection looking for cross traffic, then guns it, running over another guy who got out of a stopped car. His friends pull him into his car and take off. He’s hurt bad. We pass, and get to the library. S starts walking around, and there’s lots to do.

In a recording studio with Veruca Salt. I walk through to the tracking room, and it’s sort of a maze that you have to go through. They’re having trouble with a vocal, because the lyrics are on multiple pages. I have them lay it out. Steve is having trouble getting his lyrics right. We go out and talk about how the studio is laid out and how to improve it. I talk about Jabbz.

Walk into a small store, they’re emptying it out. I get into a car and put stuff into a can underneath the seat. It lights on fire and I get out of there. We clean up the mess, and Nina Gordon is putting change into a jar.