I was at work, but it was also some sort of combination of Mike's (former step-father) house, Grandmamma's house, and Pleasant Valley Church. I was discussing with a couple of women about needing to go to the bathroom, but not wanting John (Mercedes PDC manager) to see me going since I had just been recently. They mentioned something to me about taking the secret way to the bathroom. I asked them how to do that, and so they showed me.
We went down this hallway that came around to a place that looked like the back porch of Mike's house, and we went down into the basement. There was a tunnel in the basement, and it wound up going to another place that was a lot like the basement of Grandmamma's house. We came up out of it, and the bathroom that I was supposed to use was the one there off of the dining room. We went back to work, and it was like we had actually never left.
There was a bit of discussion about how the secret pathway had to do with going back into the choir room of the church and going through one of the secret doors in order to get into that tunnel. I think that John was actually around, and so I wound up going the normal way down to the basement of the church, and I went into the men's room right there at the bottom of the stairs. And actually, when I came out again, the blond guy Dave (maintenance guy at apartment in Savannah, GA) was going in and keeping the door open, and I think I went up into the parking lot of the Villas as if I were leaving home and going home at the same time. (leaving home because of the bathroom was supposed to be at the apartment, but going home because I was still kind of at work, and I was leaving here to go out and go back home.
Tuesday, September 07, 2004
Monday, September 06, 2004
Medieval Japanese War
I was in Japan, and I was in this valley that was between to heavily wooded mountains, but the valley itself was not wooded. It had lots of rolling hills and rocks, but no trees on the floor of the valley. There was a big war going on, or rather, it was SUPPOSED to be going on. It seemed that there was a tense hiatus where not a lot was happening.
I don't remember everything that was going on, but there was something about a woman and her daughter. The woman was about 45 or so, and the daughter was closer to my age (25 or so) I remember that there was something about them that was evil to me. They were trying to ambush or sabotage me in some way, but I don't remember how. I walked down to the south end of the valley, and they were near me a lot of the time. I was keeping my eye on them to make sure that they didn't do anything to me. I was also looking for a chance to strike at them when they didn't expect it.
Finally at one point when we were down at the far end of the valley, and all the other warriors had gone into hiding on opposite sides of the valley in the trees, I turned quickly, and the swords/knives that I had were somehow spinning like helicopter blades. I thrust forward and I caught the woman under the ribs on her left side. I remember the feeling of pushing the blade in. I think I also got the daughter with the other one, or I did it right after impaling the mother. It was almost as if neither one really seemed phased by this. They weren't doing much of anything but watching me as I did it.
I realized that I hadn't killed them, and so I stabbed at them both again. I got them again in roughly the same places, and still not much of anything was going on with them. I suddenly had a feeling that I had messed up really badly, and these women weren't evil after all. I felt a huge wave a guilt, and rather than help them at this point, I felt it was better to finish them off. I didn't want them to remember, and I didn't want to have to admit I had been wrong in attacking them. I took more stabs at them, but the dream ended before either of them were dead.
I don't remember everything that was going on, but there was something about a woman and her daughter. The woman was about 45 or so, and the daughter was closer to my age (25 or so) I remember that there was something about them that was evil to me. They were trying to ambush or sabotage me in some way, but I don't remember how. I walked down to the south end of the valley, and they were near me a lot of the time. I was keeping my eye on them to make sure that they didn't do anything to me. I was also looking for a chance to strike at them when they didn't expect it.
Finally at one point when we were down at the far end of the valley, and all the other warriors had gone into hiding on opposite sides of the valley in the trees, I turned quickly, and the swords/knives that I had were somehow spinning like helicopter blades. I thrust forward and I caught the woman under the ribs on her left side. I remember the feeling of pushing the blade in. I think I also got the daughter with the other one, or I did it right after impaling the mother. It was almost as if neither one really seemed phased by this. They weren't doing much of anything but watching me as I did it.
I realized that I hadn't killed them, and so I stabbed at them both again. I got them again in roughly the same places, and still not much of anything was going on with them. I suddenly had a feeling that I had messed up really badly, and these women weren't evil after all. I felt a huge wave a guilt, and rather than help them at this point, I felt it was better to finish them off. I didn't want them to remember, and I didn't want to have to admit I had been wrong in attacking them. I took more stabs at them, but the dream ended before either of them were dead.
Sunday, September 05, 2004
Mowing, Motorcycles, and Vending Machines
I started out at the Pleasant Valley Church, and I was on a lawn mower. I was mowing around the perimeter of the sidewalk that ran around the church. For some reason, when I wanted to mow, where the parking lot pavement normally was, it was all fresh green grass, and so I was mowing on the OUTER perimeter of the sidewalk.
I was following someone else, and when we got to the side entrance of the church (around by the cemetery. The one that I was used to using), whoever it was decided that I wasn't supposed to follow them anymore. So I turned around and went back towards the front of the church. As I did, I was looking where we had already mowed, and I decided to go back over some spots because we had missed them.
Then as I got near the main entrance, I decided to go across the driveway and mow the area just to the right of the main entrance to the parking lot. (on the left if you were actually driving in towards the church) I was mowing around, and the grass was very tall (6 or 8 inches, and had begun to seed). I made one round, and I was coming around starting the second.
There was a tree right off from the side of the parking lot entrance on the side I was mowing, and when I passed under it the second time, I felt something wet hit the top backside of my head. I thought it was a drop of water from the tree, but when I put my hand back to wipe it off, and I brought it around to look at it, it turned out it was white bird poop. I decided to go inside and wash it off, so I took off towards the front of the church. Roy (from Mercedes) was there, and he was just getting ready to go in. I called out to him to hold the door, and so he did. I went in through the Narthex and into the men's bathroom.
While I was in there, I guess it was break time or something, and one or two other people showed up. I was washing my hands and talking to someone who was a cross between Nick (former step-brother) and Philip (from Mercedes). We talked for a bit while I was washing my hands and he was doing whatever.
While we were talking, Roy came in and was talking to us about iPods. Evidently we shipped them out from the key department, and people were having problems with them springing apart. He showed me one that had come apart, and I said, "wow!" while I examined it. I was supposed to put it back together, and it seems that somehow I knew how to. I never got around to washing off the back of my head. Just my hands.
Then we left the bathroom, and I went outside to mow again. For some reason I got sidetracked, and I never actually got started. I think I realized it was time to go home soon, so I wound up getting my stuff together and going back inside. I approached Roy's desk, and I heard some familiar music playing. Evidently there was a CD I had lent to him or made a copy of for him, and he really enjoyed it, so he ripped it and put it onto his iPod. I don't know how I was able to hear it, but I could.
Then I grabbed a big box of stuff (I don't know what was in it. I just know it was mine) and I was carrying it horizontally. (it was one of the 2 instrument cluster boxes. Normally we have them up on end, but this time I was carrying it flat.) I went and waited in line with the others to leave. Somehow we weren't actually supposed to be leaving yet, but we were all waiting in line anyway. I was behind Chip (from Mercedes), but I remember thinking it was funny/ridiculous because he had let his hair grow out, and it was all nasty and greasy looking, and he couldn't grow any on the top of his head anyway.
Then Ron (supervisor at Mercedes) came out of his office (down near the side entrance to the church) and saw us all standing there. I don't think that he really wanted to let us go, but he decided to anyway. I think he made us agree to come in early on Monday. (this was either Friday or Saturday) We did promise, and then we were allowed to leave.
I got sidetracked and had to situate everything that I was carrying, so the people behind me went around me and left. Finally I was on my way, and I was following Josh (big guy from school) and Lisa (girl who always wore headbands in elementary school) out of the building. They were holding hands, and I remember thinking that Lisa looked pretty good because she had put on some weight and he butt was bigger now.
We all went out the door and into the parking lot. A lot of people were already in their cars and leaving. I got to mine, got in, and went towards the back entrance to the parking lot to leave. I turned right as if I were going towards Stephen's (friend from school) house. Part way down, past the house with the cemetery next to it, the road became a "service road" to interstate 81. There were a lot of stop lights, and I kept running them because the brakes and tires on my car were bad. I was afraid I'd be pulled over, but no cops ever showed up.
I got down to the bottom of all these hills and I was just about to pull onto I-81 when I decided I didn't want to be on the highway with bad breaks and tires. So, I turned around and went back up the hill. I was having trouble going uphill, so I got the Harley-Davidson motorcycle out of my trunk (!) and folded up my car and put that on the back of the engine area under the seat of the motorcycle.
I kept taking off too strongly, and so I kept popping a wheelie. Partway up the hill I came across Russ (from Mercedes), who had pulled off the side of 81 and was talking to me over the guardrail. He was admiring the bike, and I was still hitting the gas. I popped a wheelie right there, and he was amazed I could do that on a Harley. Because he was so amazed, I decided to keep it going, and I finally just bolted right up all the hills. When I got up to the top (which was now a lot like Rt 11 by Rocky's Antique Mall), I turned around and decided to give it another try going down hill.
I pulled off into Rocky's parking lot, and I switched again from the Harley to the car. The wheels on the car were small, slick and soft as I gave them a squeeze, but I decided to stop off at Deno's to get air in the tires. It was on the way down the first hill, so I played it cautiously and went to the other side of the road and then slowly drifted across and to the right, and right into the parking lot. I pulled straight to the back where I saw the air pump at.
All of a sudden Nick/Philip was with me again. We went to the vending machine area (because there was an "air vending machine") and it was in a small room with three or four machines around the walls. There were two women, and blond and a brunette, who were sitting at a small round table and eating and smoking. They worked for Deno's, and so when we got there, they got up and left.
There was one vending machine for flags that was off to my right. There was one for panties that was in front of me and to my right. There was one that was like a combination photo booth and one of those claw grabber games. And then the last one on the left was completely empty, and I knew that was the air pump.
When I was almost ready to go over to the air pump, Nick/Philip starting putting money into the panties machine and pulling out panties one by one. He was throwing them over his shoulder at me and laughing. He thought it would be funny for me to be caught with all these panties. I thought otherwise. I threw them to the ground and went over to the air machine.
I pulled out a handful of change and was trying to get 40 cents. I couldn't quite figure out what I needed to get out of the pile of change for that, but at the same time, the change had me a bit mesmerized. There were a lot of rare and older coins in my pocket. There were a number of Susan B. Anthony dollars, and one or two of them were gold (!) ones. There was also some other old/rare change there, and I never really got around to putting any into the machine.
All of a sudden Nick/Philip freaked out and sounded like he was going to be sick. I turned around, and he was at the photo booth/claw game machine behind me. He was babbling on about something that got left in the machine that was really gross. At first I got this feeling that it was a body part, or an entire body. Somehow I realized that wasn't the case, and only then he was saying something about rotting fruit that was under there that someone had just thrown in there. Somehow I also got a picture of it being a rotten foot in there, but I never saw anything. About the time that we had decided to get out of there, the dream ended.
I was following someone else, and when we got to the side entrance of the church (around by the cemetery. The one that I was used to using), whoever it was decided that I wasn't supposed to follow them anymore. So I turned around and went back towards the front of the church. As I did, I was looking where we had already mowed, and I decided to go back over some spots because we had missed them.
Then as I got near the main entrance, I decided to go across the driveway and mow the area just to the right of the main entrance to the parking lot. (on the left if you were actually driving in towards the church) I was mowing around, and the grass was very tall (6 or 8 inches, and had begun to seed). I made one round, and I was coming around starting the second.
There was a tree right off from the side of the parking lot entrance on the side I was mowing, and when I passed under it the second time, I felt something wet hit the top backside of my head. I thought it was a drop of water from the tree, but when I put my hand back to wipe it off, and I brought it around to look at it, it turned out it was white bird poop. I decided to go inside and wash it off, so I took off towards the front of the church. Roy (from Mercedes) was there, and he was just getting ready to go in. I called out to him to hold the door, and so he did. I went in through the Narthex and into the men's bathroom.
While I was in there, I guess it was break time or something, and one or two other people showed up. I was washing my hands and talking to someone who was a cross between Nick (former step-brother) and Philip (from Mercedes). We talked for a bit while I was washing my hands and he was doing whatever.
While we were talking, Roy came in and was talking to us about iPods. Evidently we shipped them out from the key department, and people were having problems with them springing apart. He showed me one that had come apart, and I said, "wow!" while I examined it. I was supposed to put it back together, and it seems that somehow I knew how to. I never got around to washing off the back of my head. Just my hands.
Then we left the bathroom, and I went outside to mow again. For some reason I got sidetracked, and I never actually got started. I think I realized it was time to go home soon, so I wound up getting my stuff together and going back inside. I approached Roy's desk, and I heard some familiar music playing. Evidently there was a CD I had lent to him or made a copy of for him, and he really enjoyed it, so he ripped it and put it onto his iPod. I don't know how I was able to hear it, but I could.
Then I grabbed a big box of stuff (I don't know what was in it. I just know it was mine) and I was carrying it horizontally. (it was one of the 2 instrument cluster boxes. Normally we have them up on end, but this time I was carrying it flat.) I went and waited in line with the others to leave. Somehow we weren't actually supposed to be leaving yet, but we were all waiting in line anyway. I was behind Chip (from Mercedes), but I remember thinking it was funny/ridiculous because he had let his hair grow out, and it was all nasty and greasy looking, and he couldn't grow any on the top of his head anyway.
Then Ron (supervisor at Mercedes) came out of his office (down near the side entrance to the church) and saw us all standing there. I don't think that he really wanted to let us go, but he decided to anyway. I think he made us agree to come in early on Monday. (this was either Friday or Saturday) We did promise, and then we were allowed to leave.
I got sidetracked and had to situate everything that I was carrying, so the people behind me went around me and left. Finally I was on my way, and I was following Josh (big guy from school) and Lisa (girl who always wore headbands in elementary school) out of the building. They were holding hands, and I remember thinking that Lisa looked pretty good because she had put on some weight and he butt was bigger now.
We all went out the door and into the parking lot. A lot of people were already in their cars and leaving. I got to mine, got in, and went towards the back entrance to the parking lot to leave. I turned right as if I were going towards Stephen's (friend from school) house. Part way down, past the house with the cemetery next to it, the road became a "service road" to interstate 81. There were a lot of stop lights, and I kept running them because the brakes and tires on my car were bad. I was afraid I'd be pulled over, but no cops ever showed up.
I got down to the bottom of all these hills and I was just about to pull onto I-81 when I decided I didn't want to be on the highway with bad breaks and tires. So, I turned around and went back up the hill. I was having trouble going uphill, so I got the Harley-Davidson motorcycle out of my trunk (!) and folded up my car and put that on the back of the engine area under the seat of the motorcycle.
I kept taking off too strongly, and so I kept popping a wheelie. Partway up the hill I came across Russ (from Mercedes), who had pulled off the side of 81 and was talking to me over the guardrail. He was admiring the bike, and I was still hitting the gas. I popped a wheelie right there, and he was amazed I could do that on a Harley. Because he was so amazed, I decided to keep it going, and I finally just bolted right up all the hills. When I got up to the top (which was now a lot like Rt 11 by Rocky's Antique Mall), I turned around and decided to give it another try going down hill.
I pulled off into Rocky's parking lot, and I switched again from the Harley to the car. The wheels on the car were small, slick and soft as I gave them a squeeze, but I decided to stop off at Deno's to get air in the tires. It was on the way down the first hill, so I played it cautiously and went to the other side of the road and then slowly drifted across and to the right, and right into the parking lot. I pulled straight to the back where I saw the air pump at.
All of a sudden Nick/Philip was with me again. We went to the vending machine area (because there was an "air vending machine") and it was in a small room with three or four machines around the walls. There were two women, and blond and a brunette, who were sitting at a small round table and eating and smoking. They worked for Deno's, and so when we got there, they got up and left.
There was one vending machine for flags that was off to my right. There was one for panties that was in front of me and to my right. There was one that was like a combination photo booth and one of those claw grabber games. And then the last one on the left was completely empty, and I knew that was the air pump.
When I was almost ready to go over to the air pump, Nick/Philip starting putting money into the panties machine and pulling out panties one by one. He was throwing them over his shoulder at me and laughing. He thought it would be funny for me to be caught with all these panties. I thought otherwise. I threw them to the ground and went over to the air machine.
I pulled out a handful of change and was trying to get 40 cents. I couldn't quite figure out what I needed to get out of the pile of change for that, but at the same time, the change had me a bit mesmerized. There were a lot of rare and older coins in my pocket. There were a number of Susan B. Anthony dollars, and one or two of them were gold (!) ones. There was also some other old/rare change there, and I never really got around to putting any into the machine.
All of a sudden Nick/Philip freaked out and sounded like he was going to be sick. I turned around, and he was at the photo booth/claw game machine behind me. He was babbling on about something that got left in the machine that was really gross. At first I got this feeling that it was a body part, or an entire body. Somehow I realized that wasn't the case, and only then he was saying something about rotting fruit that was under there that someone had just thrown in there. Somehow I also got a picture of it being a rotten foot in there, but I never saw anything. About the time that we had decided to get out of there, the dream ended.
Saturday, September 04, 2004
Dalai Lama at Staples
Em (wife) and I were shopping around on a rainy day, and we decided to go to Staples for something. As soon as we got there, somehow it became obvious that the Dali Lama was coming. I don't remember if someone told us, if we read it somewhere, or if we just knew it. Either way, he showed up shortly after with a brigade of people who were kind of like body guards, but also kind of like lawyers.
When he saw me, we greeted each other like old friends. We gave each other a big hug and patted each other on the back. When he saw Emily, they greeted each other the same way, except he called out the name, "Elizabeth!" when he saw her. Somehow I knew that Em and he had met before, like one of them had taken care of the other. (I think she had taken care of him as a child or something)
We walked around Staples for a bit while we talked. I don't remember what we were talking about, but at one point I was going to write something down for him because I wasn't saying it (pronouncing it) clearly enough for him to understand me. When I got the small piece of paper and started to write (I don't remember what the word was) Em became upset at me because she thought I was treating him badly by doing it this way rather than trying to pronounce it in a way that he would understand. He tried to reassure her that it was fine, but Em didn't want to listen. After getting this word taken care of, we walked around and talked a bit more. Pretty soon it was time for him to go, so we gave him another hug and he left with his group.
When he saw me, we greeted each other like old friends. We gave each other a big hug and patted each other on the back. When he saw Emily, they greeted each other the same way, except he called out the name, "Elizabeth!" when he saw her. Somehow I knew that Em and he had met before, like one of them had taken care of the other. (I think she had taken care of him as a child or something)
We walked around Staples for a bit while we talked. I don't remember what we were talking about, but at one point I was going to write something down for him because I wasn't saying it (pronouncing it) clearly enough for him to understand me. When I got the small piece of paper and started to write (I don't remember what the word was) Em became upset at me because she thought I was treating him badly by doing it this way rather than trying to pronounce it in a way that he would understand. He tried to reassure her that it was fine, but Em didn't want to listen. After getting this word taken care of, we walked around and talked a bit more. Pretty soon it was time for him to go, so we gave him another hug and he left with his group.
Saturday, August 28, 2004
Unknowing Survivor Competitor
[This seems like it would have been a pretty interesting one, but I didn't write it down at the time I had it. Well, no more than what's below, and now I don't really remember the dream.]
- I'm watching a couple of events in this big competition involving people from work (Ron, Roy) and people from school (Scott barker, Jamiee (blond girl), and others I can't remember), and some famous people (Dave Coulier, and some people from Surreal House)
- We all meet up and talk around for a bit while we wait for others to show up. The whole house feels like it's underground, but at one point I'm in "my" room which is like the downstairs bedroom in Grandmamma's house.
- They're supposed to be doing a survivor competition, like the TV show
- first event is something about football
- second event I can't remember
- third event is running from second even to fourth event along a trail. I decide to run ahead of everyone so I can see them all arrive.
- I stop by the side so I can see everyone else arrive and see who wins. I talk to Scott and he tells me that I'm supposed to be in the events as well. I had no idea!
- The next event is to be put into an outhouse (a very smelly one) and listen to a pig being disemboweled just outside. Whoever can take it the longest wins.
- I wind up talking to Roy about trying to start up. I can't seem to go back and do the previous events, but my failure in those events (either just by watching, or by participating and then dropping out) has caused me to already be the big looser.
- Somehow the conversation turns to school. I was saying something to Roy about my grades "last year" and how I almost failed, and then I realized that I meant 11th grade. I said, "Oh! That was 2 years ago! Last year I was in college, but I came back to high school to take a couple of classes!" This means I was 2 years out after graduation (and my "2 years ago!" is inaccurate) and that would have made me 20 in my dream. I'm 27 now!
- Then I went back into the boys locker room, and it was all steamy because someone was running the shower at full heat. I was looking for the stuff that I had left in my locker years ago, but was unable to find it.
- I left the locker room and walked out towards the front office. I then went through part of the gym, and there were a LOT of people around all over the place, almost like class wasn't in. I woke up soon after this.
- I'm watching a couple of events in this big competition involving people from work (Ron, Roy) and people from school (Scott barker, Jamiee (blond girl), and others I can't remember), and some famous people (Dave Coulier, and some people from Surreal House)
- We all meet up and talk around for a bit while we wait for others to show up. The whole house feels like it's underground, but at one point I'm in "my" room which is like the downstairs bedroom in Grandmamma's house.
- They're supposed to be doing a survivor competition, like the TV show
- first event is something about football
- second event I can't remember
- third event is running from second even to fourth event along a trail. I decide to run ahead of everyone so I can see them all arrive.
- I stop by the side so I can see everyone else arrive and see who wins. I talk to Scott and he tells me that I'm supposed to be in the events as well. I had no idea!
- The next event is to be put into an outhouse (a very smelly one) and listen to a pig being disemboweled just outside. Whoever can take it the longest wins.
- I wind up talking to Roy about trying to start up. I can't seem to go back and do the previous events, but my failure in those events (either just by watching, or by participating and then dropping out) has caused me to already be the big looser.
- Somehow the conversation turns to school. I was saying something to Roy about my grades "last year" and how I almost failed, and then I realized that I meant 11th grade. I said, "Oh! That was 2 years ago! Last year I was in college, but I came back to high school to take a couple of classes!" This means I was 2 years out after graduation (and my "2 years ago!" is inaccurate) and that would have made me 20 in my dream. I'm 27 now!
- Then I went back into the boys locker room, and it was all steamy because someone was running the shower at full heat. I was looking for the stuff that I had left in my locker years ago, but was unable to find it.
- I left the locker room and walked out towards the front office. I then went through part of the gym, and there were a LOT of people around all over the place, almost like class wasn't in. I woke up soon after this.
Thursday, August 26, 2004
Visiting with Some Famous People
Earlier on in the dream, I started out at The Villas in Texas. Em and I were in the bedroom, and we heard the front door open and close. I went out into the living room, and it was one of the maintenance guys with a air conditioner filter under his arm. I think he was a tall Asian guy. I said something to him about, "Oh, you're here to change the filter. Okay." I think that Em was a bit upset at first that he had just waltzed in here, but I told her it was okay.
We both wound up going back out into the living room while he was there. I remember something about going and looking out the front door, and someone else had come buy. I think it was an Asian lady, and she was trying to sell something to us. We declined and sent her on her way.
There was something about Em's parents, too. I'm thinking that they called or showed up briefly, and they were saying that we needed to do something with the car. The thing is, Em's car was at the mall in the parking lot. I think it was at the Harrisonburg mall, but it wasn't a far drive. Em and I got there, and we finally located the car outside of where the theaters used to be at that mall. I remember that whatever it was I had to do took a bit of preparation. I had parked across from the car (in front of it, I think, in the next row of parking spaces) and I was walking and looking around Em's car. In the dream, it was pretty clear as to what I was supposed to be doing, but I don't remember now what it was. Whatever it was, it involved quite a bit, and I know it took quite some time to accomplish.
I remember being outside of the car, and then inside of it, and I know I was doing something with it as I was sitting in the driver's seat. Finally, whatever it was that I was doing was finished, and I was able to get the car out of there and get it home.
After this, I went to some friend's house. I'm not sure who the friend was, but one of the first things that I remember was that it was actually very similar to work. I had gone back into some back room, and there were all these cages with cats in them. They weren't being kept there in some cruel manner. It was more like a pet store. There were ten or twelve cages on the left wall.
As I stood there and looked at them, there was a wall behind me about six or eight feet back, and the majority of the room was off to my left. Past the left end of the cages was the door. It was a tan or cream colored room, and there were windows there allowing in natural light, though it wasn't extremely bright, it was bright enough to not have to use lights.
At one point, Don from work came back through the door and was asking about if there were any cats back there. He then started telling some story about cats, but I forget what it was. As he told the story, the room started to change a bit. On the right side (viewed from still facing the cages), it opened up into a big kitchen. At the same time, it had a similar feeling to being in Pier 1. There were a couple of stacks or cabinets of items around in the middle, and off to their left was the island for the kitchen. I looked around at the stacks, and I looked inside the cabinets, and all the while Don was telling his story. His wife (who in waking life that looks more like Don in a bad frizzy blond wig) was there, and she was talking, too.
Eventually it was more like they were having a conversation, but I think that she may have also been saying things to me. I'm not sure what, but I know I felt a little bit uncomfortable being there. Finally I left the kitchen, and I went into the dining room (which was approximately where the cat room used to be). There were a bunch of people in there, and there was something about talking with people on the phone and hanging around with friends and their parents. I'm not sure how old I was supposed to be, but I know that a couple of the friends were talking about Ward Blackwell (a kid I used to go to school with in elementary school).
At one point, I wound up on the phone in the friend's bedroom. I think I was on there for quite some time, and somehow I have the impression that I was on the phone with someone I wasn't supposed to be. I think it had to do with the parents rather than the friends. Well, eventually I got off the phone, and the dad of the main friend (who was played by a tall, long haired, and only wearing boxers version of William H. Macey, the guy from Fargo and Mystery Men) was saying something about me being on the phone for so long. I told him that it had been Ward Blackwell, and he laughed and said something about, "Yeah, that boy sure can talk!" and he walked off. Evidently that was something that had come up before, and that's why I had said it this time around. There was also some sort of joking or something going around about Michael Jackson and George Michael. (Not joking about them together, but just at different times)
I eventually made my way out to the dining room because we were about to have some big dinner, and I sat at the table. The dining room looked a lot like the dining room of Aunt Irene's house on Clark Street. Mr. Macey was there kind of off to my left, but across the table. He was still standing, and something happened, and he got drenched with water. I remember seeing the water flying at him as if someone had thrown a huge bucket of water at him, but at the same time, the water had no source. It came from no where. One thing that came to mind when I saw it was about his long body hair (arms, chest, back, lets) and how it was all hanging down about six inches after getting soaked.
Then, there was something about me bringing my face very close to the table, and I had some sort of rectangular flat ceramic dish or something, and I was laying toothpicks on it. They were the round sort, and so they kept rolling around. I was laying them on there in such a way that I was trying to lay them as close together as possible without having them touch. On the left side I was laying them horizontal, and on the right side I was making them vertical because there wasn't space for another horizontal row. I had started once and realized they were too far apart, and so I started again putting them much closer together. They still wanted to roll around, and I remember that I had to be careful with breathing on them because that would ruin the whole thing.
Someone was making another George Michael joke, and I laughed, and as I looked up, George Michael was actually there in the room, a couple of seats down and across the table from me to my right. I wondered if he had heard it, and thought for sure that he had, and I was thinking to myself that people needed to be careful not to make him mad.
We both wound up going back out into the living room while he was there. I remember something about going and looking out the front door, and someone else had come buy. I think it was an Asian lady, and she was trying to sell something to us. We declined and sent her on her way.
There was something about Em's parents, too. I'm thinking that they called or showed up briefly, and they were saying that we needed to do something with the car. The thing is, Em's car was at the mall in the parking lot. I think it was at the Harrisonburg mall, but it wasn't a far drive. Em and I got there, and we finally located the car outside of where the theaters used to be at that mall. I remember that whatever it was I had to do took a bit of preparation. I had parked across from the car (in front of it, I think, in the next row of parking spaces) and I was walking and looking around Em's car. In the dream, it was pretty clear as to what I was supposed to be doing, but I don't remember now what it was. Whatever it was, it involved quite a bit, and I know it took quite some time to accomplish.
I remember being outside of the car, and then inside of it, and I know I was doing something with it as I was sitting in the driver's seat. Finally, whatever it was that I was doing was finished, and I was able to get the car out of there and get it home.
After this, I went to some friend's house. I'm not sure who the friend was, but one of the first things that I remember was that it was actually very similar to work. I had gone back into some back room, and there were all these cages with cats in them. They weren't being kept there in some cruel manner. It was more like a pet store. There were ten or twelve cages on the left wall.
As I stood there and looked at them, there was a wall behind me about six or eight feet back, and the majority of the room was off to my left. Past the left end of the cages was the door. It was a tan or cream colored room, and there were windows there allowing in natural light, though it wasn't extremely bright, it was bright enough to not have to use lights.
At one point, Don from work came back through the door and was asking about if there were any cats back there. He then started telling some story about cats, but I forget what it was. As he told the story, the room started to change a bit. On the right side (viewed from still facing the cages), it opened up into a big kitchen. At the same time, it had a similar feeling to being in Pier 1. There were a couple of stacks or cabinets of items around in the middle, and off to their left was the island for the kitchen. I looked around at the stacks, and I looked inside the cabinets, and all the while Don was telling his story. His wife (who in waking life that looks more like Don in a bad frizzy blond wig) was there, and she was talking, too.
Eventually it was more like they were having a conversation, but I think that she may have also been saying things to me. I'm not sure what, but I know I felt a little bit uncomfortable being there. Finally I left the kitchen, and I went into the dining room (which was approximately where the cat room used to be). There were a bunch of people in there, and there was something about talking with people on the phone and hanging around with friends and their parents. I'm not sure how old I was supposed to be, but I know that a couple of the friends were talking about Ward Blackwell (a kid I used to go to school with in elementary school).
At one point, I wound up on the phone in the friend's bedroom. I think I was on there for quite some time, and somehow I have the impression that I was on the phone with someone I wasn't supposed to be. I think it had to do with the parents rather than the friends. Well, eventually I got off the phone, and the dad of the main friend (who was played by a tall, long haired, and only wearing boxers version of William H. Macey, the guy from Fargo and Mystery Men) was saying something about me being on the phone for so long. I told him that it had been Ward Blackwell, and he laughed and said something about, "Yeah, that boy sure can talk!" and he walked off. Evidently that was something that had come up before, and that's why I had said it this time around. There was also some sort of joking or something going around about Michael Jackson and George Michael. (Not joking about them together, but just at different times)
I eventually made my way out to the dining room because we were about to have some big dinner, and I sat at the table. The dining room looked a lot like the dining room of Aunt Irene's house on Clark Street. Mr. Macey was there kind of off to my left, but across the table. He was still standing, and something happened, and he got drenched with water. I remember seeing the water flying at him as if someone had thrown a huge bucket of water at him, but at the same time, the water had no source. It came from no where. One thing that came to mind when I saw it was about his long body hair (arms, chest, back, lets) and how it was all hanging down about six inches after getting soaked.
Then, there was something about me bringing my face very close to the table, and I had some sort of rectangular flat ceramic dish or something, and I was laying toothpicks on it. They were the round sort, and so they kept rolling around. I was laying them on there in such a way that I was trying to lay them as close together as possible without having them touch. On the left side I was laying them horizontal, and on the right side I was making them vertical because there wasn't space for another horizontal row. I had started once and realized they were too far apart, and so I started again putting them much closer together. They still wanted to roll around, and I remember that I had to be careful with breathing on them because that would ruin the whole thing.
Someone was making another George Michael joke, and I laughed, and as I looked up, George Michael was actually there in the room, a couple of seats down and across the table from me to my right. I wondered if he had heard it, and thought for sure that he had, and I was thinking to myself that people needed to be careful not to make him mad.
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Tornado at Mom's House
I was at mom's/grandmamma's house in Weyers Cave with mom and Em (wife). I remember being inside with everything turned off, and then going outside. I actually may have started out being there alone, but I'm a bit unsure.
I went out to the area where the garden used to be, around the walnut trees, and I remember there being someone else there. I think there were three people, but I'm unsure as to who they were. They were looking for something. They wanted something that was there, either in the yard, at the edge of the yard, or in the chicken house. It seems that it may have had something to do with a car, but I'm unsure. The weather was starting to get bad, such as getting very overcast and windy, so I went inside again.
This time mom and Emily were there, and lights and things were on. There was a bit of talk about Em and I staying the night there, or perhaps we already had. We were in my old downstairs bedroom. In talking to mom again for a short bit, somehow it came up for Em and I to move in with her. I was unsure if that's something that either of them really wanted, but they really seemed to, so I was excited to do it.
We heard the weather getting worse outside, so we went out the front door. I looked around towards Garber's farm, and I saw that the clouds had gotten black in some places. It was very windy, and things were not looking good. Then we heard a loud roaring and lots of crashing noises, and I looked off to the west from Garber's farm, and we saw huge amounts of debris flying up from the ground about a mile off.
In all of this, the clouds looked very low, like I could almost reach up and touch them in spots, and over where the debris was flying around, I saw a tornado that kept extending from the clouds, and then retracting again. It was doing so very quickly, and it was moving south along the area of Keezletown Road. We were unsure if it was going to make it's way over to us, but I kept watching it to see what it was doing. It kept just moving south, staying about a mile away. I saw it disappear around the western corner of the house (to the central Weyers Cave area) and Em and Mom and I decided to go into mom's basement.
In the basement, it was different from how it actually was in waking life. It seemed a bit more finished, and it was bigger and taller (we could actually stand in it), and there was some sort of door or window there that let in just a little light from the outside. I think there may have also been a TV or something down there, as well as a partial kitchen with a sink and stove or something.
We were down there for a bit, and I remember hearing the roaring continue outside for a while. Eventually I decided to go back outside and look around once it sounded like the tornado had gone. I think that before I actually went, I looked up through this window or whatever, and I saw that there were still black spots in the clouds, and some of them seemed to be getting worse. I still went outside anyway, and the tornado seemed to be done. It was wet outside because of rain, and things all looked very windblown. Mom and Em and come out, too, and they were talking again about Em and I moving in with her.
I went out to the area where the garden used to be, around the walnut trees, and I remember there being someone else there. I think there were three people, but I'm unsure as to who they were. They were looking for something. They wanted something that was there, either in the yard, at the edge of the yard, or in the chicken house. It seems that it may have had something to do with a car, but I'm unsure. The weather was starting to get bad, such as getting very overcast and windy, so I went inside again.
This time mom and Emily were there, and lights and things were on. There was a bit of talk about Em and I staying the night there, or perhaps we already had. We were in my old downstairs bedroom. In talking to mom again for a short bit, somehow it came up for Em and I to move in with her. I was unsure if that's something that either of them really wanted, but they really seemed to, so I was excited to do it.
We heard the weather getting worse outside, so we went out the front door. I looked around towards Garber's farm, and I saw that the clouds had gotten black in some places. It was very windy, and things were not looking good. Then we heard a loud roaring and lots of crashing noises, and I looked off to the west from Garber's farm, and we saw huge amounts of debris flying up from the ground about a mile off.
In all of this, the clouds looked very low, like I could almost reach up and touch them in spots, and over where the debris was flying around, I saw a tornado that kept extending from the clouds, and then retracting again. It was doing so very quickly, and it was moving south along the area of Keezletown Road. We were unsure if it was going to make it's way over to us, but I kept watching it to see what it was doing. It kept just moving south, staying about a mile away. I saw it disappear around the western corner of the house (to the central Weyers Cave area) and Em and Mom and I decided to go into mom's basement.
In the basement, it was different from how it actually was in waking life. It seemed a bit more finished, and it was bigger and taller (we could actually stand in it), and there was some sort of door or window there that let in just a little light from the outside. I think there may have also been a TV or something down there, as well as a partial kitchen with a sink and stove or something.
We were down there for a bit, and I remember hearing the roaring continue outside for a while. Eventually I decided to go back outside and look around once it sounded like the tornado had gone. I think that before I actually went, I looked up through this window or whatever, and I saw that there were still black spots in the clouds, and some of them seemed to be getting worse. I still went outside anyway, and the tornado seemed to be done. It was wet outside because of rain, and things all looked very windblown. Mom and Em and come out, too, and they were talking again about Em and I moving in with her.
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