Playing with an odd baby alligator with a huge mouth. It snaps shut, them opens again.
At US, making copies for the Mabian year-end addendum. Walk through the office to get them, they’re all fuzzy. The secretary mentions it and I go to reprint them-much better.
In a field, a bunch of people start flying Revs. They’re beginners/intermediates. I walk over to ask if I can borrow one for a minute. It starts raining and we all get under the trees. I get under one and find a wood stairway to a hidden treehouse. It stops and we go out. One guy has his lines all tangled with another kite. He yells to find out whose it is, then he realizes it’s his own. I go over to help him out.