Category: Dreams

Walking along a country road, trying to get somewhere. We go down towards a bridge, and Robert Plant comes past in a mini and offers us a ride. We squeeze in-I’m lying on the floor crossways, another guy is squeezed in the back. We talk about playing tennis, and Robert says he’s pretty good. We talk about him vs me and the other 2 guys wherever.

Throwing handfuls of bullets and stuff into the lake. I’m thinking this is a bad thing to do. A dolphin? orca? comes by. We wave, and it stops and lets us pet it, then goes out the inlet.

At gamelan, playing a new piece. I don’t know where to sit, so I sit and wait while they’re playing.

At school, settling into a room of bunks. Go outside for a mixer, walk around nervously, afraid to talk to anyone. Back in the dorm after blacking out. Look through a bunch of posters, get my sweater from lost & found.

Getting in bed with Judy B., I want to play, she wants to sleep. I get up and walk around the bedroom.

Walking to class, trying to find the building. Get there, and Trump keeps touching me. I beat up him and Putin. I go to theregistrar to get my schedule. I have Trump for 2 classes, and the woman says I need to apologize before I go into class. I say no way.

Walking through the house. Go to the front door and there are cobwebs everywhere. I open the door and a spider covered in webs scurries in and through the dining room to the kitchen. I walk in and it scurries back out the door.

Getting in a van to go somewhere. Hard to get our stuff arranged and seats. Someone tells me I have to go home (30700) because it’s flooding. Get there and they’re arranging sandbags. I look and there are gaps. Think about where the sandbags need to go.

At U.S. for a thing. Walk through the new section, and into a bar/casino/game room. Al B is there and we go to the bar to get drinks.

Going to Billy Crystal’s memorial at US, but he wants to be there too. Walk through the halls.

Wading in a stream with lots of insects, mold is all over our legs, Marin’s Sirtis has some that’s like a pretty tattoo that she wants.

Super windy, get our kite gear, get ready to go, pack the truck.

Going down a river, looking back, see orange lights behind the hills. Know it’s radiation and feel it. Go inside and it’s less. Hope we get away before it gets worse. Get off the boat and walk around some buildings.

Working on fixing a display thing. Some guy comes and starts taking it apart.

Going to ride a train car on an unused track. Go to the end and walk back. Get scared and leave.

Going to the dentist. Pack my jacket with stuff. Bob H is complaining about the slow service. I say that a good programmer can fix it. It’s the ivr, so I say to restart it, and that works.

Help a homeless guy across the road and set him down. Say something about reducing attachment.

At work next to Al. Take my shoes off, smelly, put back on, close games and porn on my computer.

Leave a bar as a band is setting up. Get in my car and drive up, turn around, go the other way, too steep, turn around again.

Walking into a meeting room ahead of a bunch of people. The door is almost shut and won’t open. I take my pants off and squeeze in. Open it and quickly go into a side room and close the door. Go over to the corner and start to open the hidden door. Someone is opening the other side and comes through-Bob Bertog! follows-they want to hear the deposition. I go out and walk into the kitchen. Someone I know is there and she knows the boy giving the testimony. Apparently he got abused by the defendant for years. She tells his story, then he comes running in.

In the bedroom, going to romp with E, S com s in and says there’s someone at the door. Walk over, some woman with magazine subscriptions collecting. I say we only got the first month and the software was worthless. We agree to cancel.

Go into a living room to a retreat with only women-they have a long complicated litany and moves that they say and do and I try to keep up. Another girl doesn’t know it either-I try to follow her and fake it and she’s following me and finally she sits down and gives up. It ends and I leave looking for beer. Go to the other building, all boarded up and slide a panel open as a helicopter flies around looking in windows. I hide as I’m climbing up to the house, and it floes looking into the other house where the retreat is, then it it comes close and I wave. Go inside, it’s empty. Some guy and his son start arguing with me and there’s a rotten tomato in the corner. I leave and go to the upper section of the house.

Walking into a strip mall-ish building, my friend wants to break into the bank. I get the door open and we go in looking for the thing he wants to change. I worry about the police and flip some thing. I see a cop through a window and we leave through another door and walk up hill along a dirt path to the road.

At home, setting up a stereo/guitar rig. I play some music through it and adjust things. Someone is upset because the music is too loud. I turn it down some and switch to something else.

Setting up my rig in a park. Go to get another guitar from the pavilion. It starts raining and I run back with a plastic sheet for everything.

On a bridge by a river, there are croc-like dinosaurs that are attacking. It’s like a t-Rex, the huge jaws are snapping really close to us. We avoid and escape up to the bank above the bridge. Dad tames it, and it has a ton of parasites and its scales fell off. I go up to it and start brushing off ants and crabs that are crawling everywhere.

In a bar, a guy is boasting and running around. He goes up to the bar and gets in the bartender’s face. The bartender decks him. He’s on the ground, and a cloud of smoke comes up. The credits roll through the cloud of smoke.

In a garden, we’re going to plant new stuff. I have a handful of plants to go in. Walk over to the garden, it’s full of stuff to be harvested before we can plant the new stuff. I tell Matt to pick the ripe stuff, and he pulls out celery. I tell him to cut rather than pull, as the celery will grow more. I look at the asparagus and it’s ready. Walk around some more looking for a place to plant.

In a studio, Anthony’s showing me a new way to set up and mic a kick drum. It’s on its back with a box underneath. I walk around looking at it and play with it a bit. Make a smaller one for a snare.

Earl is showing me his new keyboard. I ask if it will interface with my Korg, then mess with the settings.

Walk into a shop, look around-there’s an old lady napping in a chair. She wakes up and tells me to drink some OJ (I guess I’m getting blood drawn) Look at everything, suddenly a radio starts playing Rage and I realize it’s my phone connecting to a Bluetooth speaker. I try to turn it down.

Waiting to take my place in a memorial exhibit for a protest in Seattle. It has seats going down to the actual exhibit. I take a seat near the aisle, because it looks cramped.

At work, trying to get the servers set up. Look at the main unit-it’s connected to a raid box. Shut things down, then back up. Wait for the raid and try to log into the network. Get ready to leave, but there’s lots to do first.

Getting on a bus, look ahead and there’s another one loading. Get on, sit down, and there’s barf on the floor. A kid starts barfing everywhere and I shield my face with my suitcase. I feel wet on my pants.