Year: 2009

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.

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.

Going to an amusement park, get a locker-not locked. Get stuff to go, walk around, get another locker and sunblock.

Feeding animals in several aquaria. Walk around and feed some more.

In a print shop, looking around. Want to work there. We go downstairs then back up and there’s a lot of people around.

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.

Sliding down some Tube tracks, have to avoid the trains coming the other way. Walk through a mall in London.
Getting ready to fly somewhere.

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.

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.

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.

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.

In a room, looking at my amp, we’re getting ready to play. Play a hot little tune. Good licks.

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.

On a couch, some guy ready for me. I don’t.

Walking around a stage during setup-they’re aiming lights. I don’t have a pass. I walk up some stairs, JB collars me and asks me if I’m OK. I say yes.