Category: Dreams

Car is in the shop-I start taking apart the engine-need a plastic wrench to remove a cover-switch it around. Walk around the car and the guy is saying I need a new belt-I check the belt and it’s pretty new already.

Waiting in line to get into a Blue Cafe side stage. They’re not letting laptops, etc., because of liability. I get in and find a seat at the bar.

Walking along a stream of lava. It starts cracking so we run and jump back to solid ground.
In a large nightclub-Widespread Panic is performing for vets. I stand right next to the speakers stage left. There are only a few, but WP put more. Steve Lantner comes over, mad because I making the speakers not work. I walk backstage and watch the band play, them walk out-it’s morning and I go to my tent to pack up and leave. I get out, ready to go to the airport or a hotel, but I don’t have any English money. I ask a few friends if they do.

In a caravan going into SF. I lose my ride and hang onto the outside of a station wagon-fooling with a small metal ball in the window. The car starts to veer off and I jump off. We’re in a nice part of town. I start looking for another ride.

Climbing up some hill-there are some cartoon network characters there.

Get sucked into Jupiter’s implosion. Land in some kind of waiting room with a lot of others. See strings of police cars go by outside. One stops and grabs me. I fly down the rail between 2 trains. Land in a basketball arena, sitting on the floor with a few other people. One starts using PK and I tell and he goes back. I sit there getting antsy to do it myself, then go to a courtyard and start making the swings swing. Some people marvel at it and I stop. Back to the waiting room.
Walking around a hotel lobby. Stand by the concierge’s desk and wait.

In a costume shop, looking for something. Look through the shelves, some really tall guy helps me. I crawl down to the register, the girls think I’m cute and give me a pig-like thing with a hole in one end. I think about how to clean it.

On the savannah, getting stalked by a female lion, she’s good, and wants to kill us. We get away. Come back later and see her around the same tree. We circle and she tracks us. We go behind a tree and she comes up, puts up some tape, starts talking in German then English. We talk, embrace, and she tells us that she learned language form her sister on a boat. She was there, fell asleep then came back here. I tried to explain that she was taken captive, had a breakdown and rebuilt her psyche.

Getting mikes set up on a circular stage. They’re interfering with me.

Hanging out with some chick. Try to sit on her lap and she says I smell.

Backstage at a musical-I have to sing a big song, and the director doesn’t have the words. I look all over-no go. I walk out and talk to an agent in an office.
At a church school-they’re having a service, and we’re loading a band into the gym. Walk into the gym and look at the gear.
Walking around the lobby at work.

Walking around some shopping area-go into a sandwich shop-it’s all natural foods that you pick out yourself-I walk around looking at things.

At some U.S. reunion at a bar. Walk around. Someone is talking about one person being his assistant and another his wife and then switching off. I go around and walk through the other way.

Going across a bridge-have to circle around and pay a toll-the box is broken and has a ton of cash in it-I grab as much as I can and someone sees me and calls me on it. I start arranging the bills and pull out and hide a 100.
At a golf course, getting ready to play-we go around to the clubhouse and they’re doing this club fitting thing. I get in line.
Walking around a dock, past a lot of houseboats.

At work, trying to figure out how to interface with a new phone switch, notice some across the way with a big thing. Walk over and it’s a new color copier. Look at it, go back to my desk.
In a club, off to the side, standing on a trampoline. Bill Gates and Eno with a wig are on stage. Gates has a guitar and Eno is singing. They’re both acting silly and the crowd in front is too. Someone throws something at me and Gates gets mad and starts berating the guy.

In a big studio, painting a multipart canvas with drips and stuff, then laying a simple drawing on top. Look at some of the other stuff there. Other people are looking at them too and like mine. There’s something going on in the sky with Venus-highly magnified.
Look at a demo of the app I just finished-it’s not the same-flashy, 3d, animated. Reworks of standard UI elements. Not much content.

In a room, looking at some animals. Go outside and there’s a skirmish going on-we try to find the control room-steal a headset and climb a steep hill-some kids see us and we hurry towards a building. Go around and ask the people in the office if they know anything.
On a big patio, Guy from Food Net is there saying he wishes there was a bar overlooking the sunset. A portable bar gets wheeled in and we sit down.

In a house-trying to put burned out lights back in, working in the bathroom to get something else fixed.

In a diner, talking to the cashier/cook/waitress. I go behind the counter, we hug and slide to the floor. We turn around a bit and I get up.
In a war zone-two patrols are tossing bouncing bettys back and forth-none go off. One comes towards me and I take off. Go around some apartment buildings, there’s a helicopter circling, we try to get away but it follows us and lands. The person gets out and gives us a folder.

I’m hanging out in a room at Journey, smoking an odd cigar shaped thing. I walk out to the driveway and it’s 30700. I go across the driveway and talk about the no smoking policy.
I’m in a hotel, in the elevator in a tux. There’s a dead body and I walk out of the lobby.
I’m getting ready to go on tour with Prince?-getting my rig set up.
I’m up in the truck for a tour, looking for something among the rigging. Walk around to the bus.