Cocktail hour

At the pool of a beach resort and a guy asks me to gather people together to go play a game inside. The pool is surrounded by several two story buildings. I end up walking into a hotel room that looks more like an apartment. Danny is there, but I don’t know if it is our place, just his or mine. He says that we’re all going out to a bar later. I walk over to another building to go to Sharon’s room. Nica is walking up to the door from the other end of the hall just as I get there. We walk in and another girl and guy are standing at the counter of the island in the kitchen. I pour a drink and we talk while waiting for Sharon.

Fears

Woman with kids sitting in the kitchen of a house. Through the screen porch, she sees a man approach. He has come to kill them. She tells two of the boys to stand in the pantry closet and not to come out. Then she sits at the table with the third boy. The man enters followed by his little girl. The girl sits at the table and the woman tries to act like nothing is wrong. She asks the girl if she wants to play. One of the boys in the pantry jumps out and yells that he wants to play too. The woman realizes that they are all going to die.

Hiking through a thickly wooded area, I am tracking some kind of monkey creatures. Night falls and I sleep on the forest floor. The noise of something running past wakes me up and I see the silhouette of a small monkey man race past in the moonlight. I lay back down and as I drift off, I feel one of them skitter across my back and run off. I dart up but don’t see anything. I try to fall back asleep and hear a distant whisper, “bite its neck.” I feel a sharp, tiny prick on the back of my neck and jump awake in a cold sweat.

Looking at pictures of rings in a catalogue. I have already proposed to Brooke. I’m trying to remember if I already bought the ring or if I can have Julian’s dad make it for me.

Rendezvous

I’m driving again through a small town and see Dave’s Dad and his brother Mark. They are also headed to meet Dave and go camping. I say I’ll see them there and then drive to another house. I walk into a bedroom and then Julie comes out of the attached bathroom. She covers herself by holding a towel across her chest as she gets clothes out of a dresser. She is surprised to see me. But then she lies on the bed and I lean above her supporting my weight with my arms held straight on the bed. When she stands up, she is wearing a robe that falls open. Then she kisses me. She lets the robe fall and sits on a couch. She looks up at me standing in front of her. I realize the bedroom door is open. I reach over to swing it closed because Dave’s dad and brother should be in another room. The door doesn’t close all the way, it is still a crack open. But I don’t care and step towards Julie. She leans forward.

old furniture

I drive to an old house with a large weed choked yard and a gravel driveway. Ray is inside and the place is filled with old furniture from the 70s. Some of it is ugly wood stuff with crochet blankets and pillows, but some is really cool plastic stuff. As we’re talking, he walks outside then drives off in the Bronco I’m driving. I don’t know where is he going or if he’s coming back. I go back inside and look in another room at the living room furniture. Ray comes running back in with my black, rolling suitcase, he has stuck a large sticker to the top. It looks like a work order with my name printed on it.

Pit Stop

I pull over at a rest area along a country road. There are picnic tables and a trail leading through some woods running parallel to the road. I fall along the trail looking for the bathrooms and realize there are none. As I decide to piss behind a tree, a man comes down the trail, so I walk back to my car instead.

Can't reason with a Nazi

I’m sitting at a large conference table facing a room full of men in Nazi uniforms. Several other men in regular clothes (suits?) sit on either side of me at the table also facing out to the crowd of Nazis. We are witnesses in some kind of hearing or maybe we are on trial. The proceedings are called to order and the entire room stands and raises one hand in the nazi salute with a shout of “Seig Hiel!” Myself and the men next to me remain seated but also salute, except we do not speak immediately after raising our arm. We shoot out our hand (still outstretched flat) from under the table in front of our laps. A nazi in the front row asks a question about Christianity and a man two places to my right begins to answer. I feel he is missing some point, so I interrupt to say that the blood and bread are called the sacraments. The entire crowd reacts offended and very upset by my statement. I wonder why I must defend Jesus Christ to these people and how can I explain tolerance?

Haz Mat Girls

I’m standing in a public restroom and Adam Langston has climbed onto a sink to reach behind a ceiling tile at the edge of the wall. He is trying to find something hidden in the ceiling or the wall. I go to the door to leave or keep watch. When I open the door, I see three people in white hazardous waste suits coming toward me. To warn Adam, I loudly say something like “It really smells in there, I wouldn’t go in there if I were you.” I walk away hoping that they don’t grab Adam or whatever he was looking for. Then I decide to go back and see if he’s ok. When I enter the restroom again, Adam is gone and three girls are standing in the room. One of them has just climbed out of a ceiling tile near the door (at the other side of the room of the room from where Adam was). I assume that they were wearing the haz-mat suits and that the ceiling tile leads to a secret passageway. I don’t know if Adam left willingly or found what he was after. One of the girls is wearing a pink top and looks very cute. The two have great bodies but something is off about their faces. I’m not sure if they know I’m somehow involved. When I try talking to them, I don’t get anywhere.

Reading Playboy at a long conference type table and a naked woman is laying on the table in front of me. She is gyrating her body and pressing her breasts into some type of powder or sand that clings to her skin. I look up at her then keep reading. I wonder why either of us is there.

What About Zissou?

Sailing on a large boat with a guy that looks and acts a bit like Bill Murray. He has two beautiful women in bikinis with him, one always on each arm. Another much older man is onboard and seems to be the guy’s flunky. We hit rough seas and the boat capsizes. I don’t have a life vest, so I swim towards the other people in the water. They are floating in a human chain bobbing up and down across the pounding waves. I struggle to reach them and as I stretch out my hand, the girls suddenly disappear. A life jacket that I assume belonged to one of them floats into me. I grab it under one arm as the guy extends his hand to me. I can barely reach him, but my fingertips grip his. We pull ourselves closer together and hang on. I look up to see the boat upright but being pushed by the tide towards shore. It seems odd to me that it’s such a sunny day. The boat races wildly ahead and crashes into a crowded pier. People run in a mob away from the boat as it runs aground. Next thing I know, we’re walking under an overpass near the water. A beat up, old sedan is parked by one of the concrete columns of the bridge. The guy approaches it to get behind the wheel. I go around to the passenger side but don’t open the door. I stop because through the open passenger window I see the dead body of the flunky buckled into the front seat.

audition upskirt

At an audition, standing in a hallway that feels like it belongs in a pediatrician’s office. I’m talking to another guy in line about the parts. We’re friendly but I don’t know him. He gets called into an office and before I have time to turn around, my name is called also. It sounds just above a whisper coming from inside the office. I walk in and a woman is seated behind a big, ornate wood desk with her back to me. There are two rows of 2 or 3 chairs in front of the desk and I bump into one as I step to sit down in the one closest to the desk. At this moment, the woman spins her chair around to face me. She suppresses a laugh as she motions for me to sit in another chair at the side of the desk. As I sit down, I realize that I am not wearing a shirt.

I walk out of a building and check out two girls standing on the sidewalk next to a car. One of them bends into the open car door to get something off the front seat. Her mini-skirt slides up her ass revealing blue panties.

water, water everywhere

I’m standing on the shore of a flooded river, I see fish swimming everywhere. Then a giant fish, bigger and longer than a man is swimming in weaving circles near the opposite shore. I wade or fall into the water. And the giant fish comes after me. I keep spinning away but it keeps twisting back at me.
Walking along a flooded creek, below an overpass bridge I see a truck tire and rim floating by with a band saw sitting on top. I want to salvage stuff stuck in the muddy bank and floating past. So I step across a high hill in the middle of an island in the steam and sink into a bog of mud up past my knee. I step out of the muck and down the hill to the edge of the creek where the floating tire has come to rest against the shore. Jan is walking nearby.