Monday, November 24, 2003
Family flocks together
An empty house. Stacy disappears through a hole of shimmering light in the ceiling above the bathtub. Then I am standing in a desert. I walk easily towards something in the distance. I see grass with buildings in the background. A group of creatures the size of deer but they have rodent features and hop on their two hind legs. I approach the deserted buildings and discover they are some kind of apartment complex. I enter a building and walk down a hall that looks like a school with lockers. People come out of various doors into the hall. They all hop or scurry their hands in a bunny-type motion in the same manner as the creatures I saw outside. I mimic them to blend in. Then I am standing back in the bathroom and try sticking my arm into the hole. My hand slides through as if it is a film of mass of gel. I try to push my head up through the hole to see what is on the other side, but I can only make it as far as my forehead. There are two pills in my hand, one gets slightly wet and my arm is able to enter. As the pills get wet, I gain access. It leads to another dimension or world, the complex with lockers I was just in. The hole in the ceiling leads to this other world, you enter this world through one of the lockers. Depending which locker you pop out of, you enter the world as either a vampire or a creature covered in a dress of multi-colored feathers. I watch several people, including my sister Stacy and Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer pop out of different lockers and appear as different things. Willow bares her fangs, then appears again in the feathers. I see a series of white and black blocks covered in carvings. They somehow control the form and direction that people appear in this other world. I run down the hall and outside past a long line of people that stretches for blocks. I keep running along past the people waiting. I see Dad standing in line, I give him a wink or thumbs up sign. Stacy tells me that we only to kill 8 more feathers to escape.
Friday, November 14, 2003
Move it
I pull into an industrial area and stop by a loading dock. I see a set of chairs and go to put them in my truck. Right as I step up to them, a girl comes from around the front of the truck they are sitting by. The truck is moving type one and is full of her stuff. I help her finish loading it up.
I drive my blazer through an alley, random pieces of furniture are laying in the way. I try to plow through and drive over them.
I drive my blazer through an alley, random pieces of furniture are laying in the way. I try to plow through and drive over them.
Thursday, November 13, 2003
Don't cheat
Sitting in a school desk as a teacher hands out a test to the class. It is a multiple choice math test with one of those bubble sheets where you fill in either the A, B, C or D circles and it’s graded automatically by a computer. But the first math question reads more like an essay and I have no idea how to answer it. I get up and leave the room, taking my exam with me. I walk into another room and a TV is playing. A man on TV is explaining the theory that the first question asks about. I sit and watch, trying to solve the first problem. I go back to class and still haven’t filled in any answers. As soon as I sit down, the professor comes by and picks up my test. I protest but he says that we only had an hour for the exam. I look up at the clock amazed how much time has gone by and he continues picking up the tests of the other students. I didn’t even take time to fill in random bubbles on the answer sheet.
Wednesday, November 12, 2003
Pass it
Living a house with a bunch of people. Sharon finds a small dime bag in the living room. We smoke up with Len.
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
Material girl
Madonna seduces me. She starts dancing in front of me as I sit in a chair. We start having sex. I look down as I enter her. When I look up, it is no longer Madonna, it is Brooke and she is reading a book as I have sex with her. I stop confused and hurt by her passivity.
Wednesday, November 5, 2003
Big winner
A bartender is dealing poker is people sitting around the bar. I forget to turn in my cards after a round, but the bartender shuffles and deals a new hand before I notice. He debates redoing the hand but continues. Another hand ends and I rearrange the cards that people have played. I give myself a 4 of kind and another guy a 4 of a kind in 3s. The bartender pays me for the winning hand with a large bucket of tokens. I pick up the bucket and turn to leave the game. The bar forms a square in the middle of a larger room. It is some kind of video parlor or cheap casino. I cross through the other gaming area which is carpeted and into a large hallway that is not. This wide and short hall leads into a foyer with a marbled tiled floor. On the other side of the foyer is the cashier window where you cash in your chips. As I step from the hall into the foyer, a woman comes up behind me and dances against me. I turn around and it is an older woman in a security guard uniform. She congratulates me on my big winning.
Tuesday, November 4, 2003
Worst game ever
Walking on a golf course, an older guy picks up some range balls that have strayed from a near-by driving range. He throws them towards us. I am upset that he is throwing them at us. The man tries to explain it away, saying that the last group he threw balls back at understood that it was part of the game because they hit too close the players ahead of them.
Running errands
I pull up to a parking meter and collect my things from in the car. Everything is scattered on the passenger seat as if I have been on a road trip. I grab my wallet, cell phone and change out of the drink holder for the meter. As I am getting it together, a woman appears at my passenger window and acts as if she is going to bang on my window with two flat palms, but she stops short of actually touching the car. I am fumbling with all of that stuff and my keys as I try to get out of the car. As I step out of the car, I am putting a stack of cash into my wallet. Someone approaches me. I tell them something like to buzz off. The person is Sharon and she says, “Did you just tell me to buzz off?” but she uses different words than I did. I apologize and notice that her girlfriend is with her and that she is the one who almost knocked on my window. We all go into the grocery store across the street but not together. I am supposed to buy some stuff and then go meet Brooke. I am torn between wanting to get going to see Brooke and hanging out with Sharon. I head to the opposite side of the store from them to find a bottle of tide I see on top of a distance shelf. I get to the other side of the store, but don’t see any Tide. I am walking up and down aisles full of 2 liter soda bottles. I find a large bottle of Tide sitting on a random shelf.
Monday, November 3, 2003
On the prowl
In a hotel partying with a bunch of people. Stacy is drunk and I try to take her to her room. She runs off and I chase her. She jumps in the pool and I’m afraid she’ll drown so I jump in after her. She runs across the bottom of the pool and up a ladder on the other side. I have a hard time swimming underwater in my cargo shorts and shoes. I climb out of the pool and can’t find her. I carry an appliance into a room. There is a tangle of cords in the laundry room, I am looking for a place to plug in something. I hear a good song playing, but it’s not the actual song, it is a Weird Al parody cover of it. A girl starts dancing with me, joking at first, then up against me. Then she is bent over grinding her ass into my crotch, she is wearing nothing but a thong. She keeps rubbing around me until I enter her. I hesitate, almost fumbling. I notice we are standing in the middle of a room with wide windows along one wall. The blinds are open and outside I see a sidewalk and several shops with awnings. I wonder if anyone will see us and why I’m not with Brooke. I walk down the hall and see a girl crying with her head resting on crossed arms on the kitchen table. I assume it is Brooke, but it is Stacy crying about being drunk. Another girl is standing over her with a hand on her shoulder. The next day, a group of people are standing at the pool. One girl asks a guy, “So it went well with Christa last night huh?” He doesn’t know what she’s talking about, so she says I saw you fucking her from behind last night through the window. He says it wasn’t him and the group begins discussing who it was. Neither the girl nor I say anything. Another girl says that it was another guy and he seems to imply that maybe it was. The actual girl looks at him and he winks. She smiles like she wants to have a go with him. Everybody starts playing some kind of game with a bunch of hoops and throwing something through them.
There is a salt mine or warehouse next door to the hotel. It is winter weather in the same location. We walk through the parking lot towards the hotel, I see a Tonka dump truck toy in a pile of slush or salt at the curb. I want to pick it up and play, but instead I follow the people I am with. I slide on a patch of ice and keep gliding forward for a really long time. I am amazing that I’m able to keep my balance as I slide past Brooke and make a sharp turn around to come to a stop.
I look out the window of the hotel and see Jeremy and a few other guys bow hunting deer in the woods next to the hotel. Three deer run from them as they shoot arrows after them. One buck runs across the hill with an arrow sticking into his hind flank.
There is a salt mine or warehouse next door to the hotel. It is winter weather in the same location. We walk through the parking lot towards the hotel, I see a Tonka dump truck toy in a pile of slush or salt at the curb. I want to pick it up and play, but instead I follow the people I am with. I slide on a patch of ice and keep gliding forward for a really long time. I am amazing that I’m able to keep my balance as I slide past Brooke and make a sharp turn around to come to a stop.
I look out the window of the hotel and see Jeremy and a few other guys bow hunting deer in the woods next to the hotel. Three deer run from them as they shoot arrows after them. One buck runs across the hill with an arrow sticking into his hind flank.
Monday, October 27, 2003
Dangerous orders
A member of the U.S. Army is a hit man. I am also in the military and my assignment is to track a suspect. I see the suspect pick up a notebook and write something inside. He passes the notebook to a Colonel, who tears a page out. He folds the note and sticks it into his pocket. I have discovered how the targets for assignation are given. But which one of them is the hit man?
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