2009/12/1

In a skicross race, ahead, miss a turn, people pass me. Finish the race. Go down to the bottom and wander around. There’s a thing going on and I check it out. A small band plays, I go around back and they’re selling gift stuff. I look at it and wander back to the big stage where they’re tearing down.

2009/11/28

Waiting for a mechanic for both cars. I walk around, looking at the other businesses. He comes out and I tell him to find out what’s wrong but not to spend much money. Erika gets in her car and drives away.

2009/11/27

In a jet, land and look for a place to take off. Find one and wait for people to clear out. Stacey R. jumps in back and I straighten the nose. I get the plane up above the clouds. We land and start walking back. She goes a different way up the hill. I get to the corner and see her with some guy. I look at my schedule and ask her if she’s coming and she says no. I go through the campus, it’s crowded and I think about being older and going to school.

2009/11/18

In a music store, looking for a flight case for my amp. They don’t have any, so the guy takes me upstairs to the storage area. I look around and don’t find any. There’s a bunch of staffers up there, and the guy says there’s no cameras looking up here so it’s OK.

2009/11/16

In Naval training, have to line up for inspection. I’m in shorts and drinking beer. I realize that everyone else is in uniform. The guy comes up to me, looks me over, says I was at the top of the class. I leave and chat with the others about it.
Driving through a valley park, marveling at the houses on the hill with their beautiful views.

2009/11/12

At school, getting ready, looking through my notebook, figuring out sleeping arrangements.
At church, having a thing, get upset at some kid-he mirrors me and I get upset with the RE director.

2009/11/10

At a meeting at Quest, Edward Kennedy is there. He remembers me. I leave and go to Hollywood, then realize I didn’t tell them I was taking the day off. I sneak back and try to avoid people I know. Go outside, up a big hill to the parking lot.

2009/11/5

Playing these big heavy inflatable plastic bags. I’m really good at getting a lot of different sounds out of them. Some guy comes and deflates them, saying he’s helping-I get them back up and a crowd gathers, pushing in too close-I push them away a bit.
Getting ready to drive a semi somewhere-I’m worried because I’ve never done it before.

2009/11/3

On a place, we’re being followed by an out of control stealth plane. I watch it go back and forth, crazy stuff. We’re heading for a sheer cliff and I yell to the pilot. He makes the turn, hard. Flying low over hills and I jump off. Land in a small road and start walking. Come to a group of people playing softball. I see what looks like a policeman, so I stop. He starts talking to me about joining the game. I tell him I played first base in an industrial league.

2009/10/27

At US, a reunion. Had trouble getting a flight/hassles. Walk down, say hi to Mr. Morton. Have to give a speech, talk about my life, spirituality. Some guys are watching a baseball game or track meet. I finish and get ready to leave, gather my stuff, clean up a sink.