Emily (wife), Matthew (brother), and I were walking around in this really big mall. I think that originally it was supposed to be in New York or something. It was full of all these expensive "fashionable" clothing stores and not much else, but it was still fun to look around and see all the tools shopping because they thought they NEEDED these stupid "fashions".
We got down to one of the ends of the hallways, and there was a set of doors there that led to the outside. I could see the parking lot out there. To my right, just inside these doors, was a big store that was labeled as "New York, Paris, and [some city I can't remember]" At this point I realized that we were actually in Paris. I made some comment to Em and Matthew about "Hey, they really DO have these stores in New York and Paris!" Neither of them seemed very impressed.
I'm not sure what happened next, but eventually I found that I was walking alone. Em had gone off to look at something that I didn't feel like looking at. I was feeling a bit miffed about that for some reason, and I knew she was, too. As I walked around, I ran into Em's parents. I found her mom first, but I can't remember what she was doing exactly. I think she was messing around with some display that was up, getting a bit more involved with it than I thought she should. I left her mom and went and found her dad.
Her dad was sitting down at the end of this main intersection area, and he was watching the kiddie train go round and round. The walls here were very tan in color, and there seemed to be all sorts of stairs and levels around here. The kiddie train area was even down about 6 feet or so below normal walking level.
He was down there just sitting on a bench. I think I wound up telling him that we would be ready to go soon. He got up off the bench and looked around, adjusting the waistline of his pants, and then we went up and found Em's mom again. Em's dad got her to stop what she was doing and come with us. I think it also took us a little while to find Em since she had gone off shopping. She was still a bit miffed at me, and she didn't seem to want to talk to me. We all went out and got into their Pacifica. The parking lot was actually a dirt and grass field surrounded by a row of trees. We got out of the lot and drove down a dirt road a ways.
Eventually we wound up at this place that was a lot like a Renaissance Festival. It was really interesting, and we looked around a bit. We finally made it into this one shop that had a ton of different stuff in it, but not much of it was renaissance related. It was just kind of like a general store, but it sold some really strange stuff. I spent way too long looking around in there, and that in itself was getting Em all antsy at me.
Then I started picking out a bunch of stuff to buy. That just peeved her off. At one point I made one purchase. I went up to the counter, which was at the far right of the store, and handed over my stuff. There was a woman who was also at the counter that had several kids running around and she was buying them a bunch of candy. After she was done, I did my purchasing. I don't remember what I bought the first time around, but I had a good bag of stuff. After that, I decided to look around a bit more. This was just too much for Em, and she left with her parents to go wait outside.
I went out with them at first to try to get Em to stay in there with me, but she wouldn't. She thought it was stupid that I was still shopping in there. So I went back in and looked around some more. I realized that something that may be making her mad is that I hadn't bought anything that was strictly for her. So I looked around for something specifically for her, and I found a green suede wallet. I, for some reason, though this would be perfect.
I got out my blue ballpoint pen and wrote something on the wallet front. It was something along the lines of "For my dear, sweet, and loving Emily". I took it up, with a few more nik-naks and made another purchase. When I did, I saw that my first purchase was wrong. The receipt listed about five or six items of candy that I hadn't bought. I showed that to the lady at the register, and I told her that those were items put on my receipt by accident because the lady in front of me with all the kids had the candy, not me. She took those things off my receipt and refunded my money. I then purchased the rest of my stuff.
On my way out, I saw a computer monitor that caught my eye. This was some sort of super nifty monitor that had some strange built-in stuff to it. I think it had a built in "terminal", as in Rxvt or Xterm that normally runs under Linux. Also, the design around the outside perimeter of the monitor was really neat. It was $799, and, for some odd reason, I thought that was a great deal. I went up to the register to buy it, and I found out that it was actually a monitor that I had ordered, and they were holding it there for me. I thought, "How odd... but great!" I purchased it, and just as I was ready to leave, I saw that there was a gallon of milk on the receipt that I had not actually bought. I went back and got that straightened out. I felt bad because I thought they were thinking that I was just trying to get away with all this free stuff (candy and milk), but I showed them that I didn't have any of it, so they had no choice but to take it off.
I left and found Em sitting with her parents on a bench under some sort of gazebo type of structure. We left and came home. Em asked me on the way home, "So, what was it about this monitor that we should have been looking for in the first place?" In other words, if I really liked this one, why did we get my previous one. I just told her that I didn't know because I knew that she wouldn't understand the details of it. As I looked at it all wrapped up in bubble wrap, I realized that this was a 15 inch monitor! I was pretty upset because now that "great price" no longer seemed very good, but I was stuck with it.
I brought it home to the Villas apartment and plugged it in and started up Windows. The monitor did some cool stuff, but everything was really small and cramped on the screen. Then when I tried to shut down and restart my computer, it just kept going immediately into Windows. It wouldn't let me get into Linux. I was pretty miffed now that this "great deal with awesome features" was turning out much worse than I already had, and I had spent so much money on it.
After this, we all went to bed. The bed was in Matthew's old room at Grandmamma Miller's house. Em's parents were actually the ones sleeping in the bed, and Em and I were sleeping at the foot of the bed on the floor. I woke up first, and I wound up getting all the stuff I had bought together. I found the green suede wallet with my writing on it, and I got it ready to present to Em. She woke up, and we talked briefly about how I was sorry that I went on that shopping spree. She was still a bit upset at me, but she forgave me for being such a stinker about it all. I pulled out the green wallet and showed it to her. She looked at it distastefully, thinking I had gotten it for me. I flipped it over and showed her the handwriting. She realized it was for her, and before I could see her reaction to it, the dream ended.
Friday, April 22, 2005
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Beach Dugouts
I was at a beach, and I was with Eric, Matthew, (brothers) Em, and her parents. Mom may have also been there, but I don't remember for sure. I was sitting on the beach watching the waves, and most of the rest of the family was off to my right. As I was watching, I could see the little bubbles coming up out of the sand where the sand crabs were. I looked closer around me, and I could see where there were some that were pretty close also.
I'm not sure what caused it, but eventually I was sitting in this area that was dug down into the sand that was about two feet deep. It was kind of like my own little sand bunker. I think, actually, at first, I was not in it, but Matthew was. Matthew was pretty young ( eight or nine years old?) and he was acting all depressed or whiny about something, but he wouldn't tell anyone what it was that was bothering him.
Eventually we traded places, and he was back behind the dug out, and I was in it. I was looking around, and I realized that there was a little storage area that ran all the way around this thing on the inside. The sand above it was only about six inches deep up to the surface, but it seemed to support the weight of anyone that walked or sat close by. Just to my right, there was even a little area that was refrigerated. There was a two-liter soda and a gallon of milk in there, and it was poorly hidden behind this raggedy dark red or black cloth that acted as the "refrigerator door". After looking around at this for a bit, the dream ended.
I'm not sure what caused it, but eventually I was sitting in this area that was dug down into the sand that was about two feet deep. It was kind of like my own little sand bunker. I think, actually, at first, I was not in it, but Matthew was. Matthew was pretty young ( eight or nine years old?) and he was acting all depressed or whiny about something, but he wouldn't tell anyone what it was that was bothering him.
Eventually we traded places, and he was back behind the dug out, and I was in it. I was looking around, and I realized that there was a little storage area that ran all the way around this thing on the inside. The sand above it was only about six inches deep up to the surface, but it seemed to support the weight of anyone that walked or sat close by. Just to my right, there was even a little area that was refrigerated. There was a two-liter soda and a gallon of milk in there, and it was poorly hidden behind this raggedy dark red or black cloth that acted as the "refrigerator door". After looking around at this for a bit, the dream ended.
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Ping Pong Hijinks and Butters on a Bike
I was at work, and it was break time (I think it was supposed to be second break, around 4:45 to 5:00) and I was heading down to the main break room where the ping pong table is. As I passed the front office area, I saw Brian (a guy I used to go to school with that was into tack launchers) there. He was working for some third party company that was hired to come in there and do something.
As I walked by him, I said, "Hey, Brian!" not really thinking that he'd recognize me because of my weight gain. He saw me, and he got this quizzical look on his face and said, "Hey, Jeremy!" I just kept going nonchalantly, almost as if I saw him every day. I don't think that I wanted him to know that it was such a big deal that we recognized each other, for whatever reason. I think the main reason was because I wanted to get to the break room and play ping pong, and we didn't have much time to.
I finally got into the break room, and Phillip (from Mercedes) and I played a bit of ping pong. After a bit, though, Brian and the other guys he was working with was came in and had to dismantle the table to take it out. Phillip and I were bummed about that, and we thought, "Oh well, no more ping pong for a while." After they had gotten the table out of there, I realized that we could still play a little bit. There was a tape measure that we left behind (the coated cloth kind, like a tailor or seamstress uses) that we decided to stretch out on the floor. We both sat or lay down on either side of it, and we tried playing like that.
It turned out, though, that something had happened and the ball that we were using was suddenly broken. It was all dented in on one side, and cracked along the other. So we took our paddles and got up and went back into the Key and Lock site. Right as I got into the work area, I saw that Don (fat guy from work) was moving around the lock setting stations. He was scooting them around different ways, trying to make more room for him over at his station because he thought that it was too much up against the wall. Doing this wound up pushing mine so far against the opposite wall that I couldn't even sit down. I tried moving things around myself.
Cynthia's (Don's friend at work) desk was against mine, so I switched them both around so that instead of the desks being back to back, Cynthia and I sat back to back. I realized, though, that we were still too close, and we'd wind up bumping into each other all the time, and I knew that would piss her off. Then Don got another bright idea. He took his desk and slid it up against the wall where the windows are. He then took the next desk that faced his and did the same thing. He stopped to ask what we thought of that. Cynthia was okay with it, but I wound up realizing that the sun coming in through there would be really hot on sunny days. I mentioned this, and all I got in return was kind of a blank stare. (which is funny because in real life, Don is all about staying cold. He sets the Infrared room to 55 degrees if I'm not in there)
Shortly after this, I wound up leaving. I was on a bicycle, and I was riding along a fairly busy road. The sides of the road were switched for driving, so it was like being in England. The two sides passed each other on the left instead of on the right. Anyway, at first I was on a dirt road area off to the left side of the road. Then, for some reason, I decided that I needed to get to the far right hand side of the road. I pulled across, and realized that it was probably a bad idea to do this through the traffic (even though there really wasn't anyone coming)
Just as I was getting over to the other side, I saw a motorcycle cop there parked along the side of the road. I pulled up in front of him, almost as if I were coming to talk to him. I think I was even considering asking him about something, but he wound up pulling away and leaving before I could, almost as if he never even saw me park in front of him. At this point, I was a mixture of myself and Butters from South Park. I had lost my teddy bear, and I needed to go find it.
I continued on around to the right and got onto a dirt road over there. I was peddling along pretty fast, although I was feeling very out of shape, especially when I hit the various hills and whatnot. I peddled up this hill heading away from the road. The ground leveled out, and the road made a sharp turn to the right. I went around it pretty fast, and I was surprised that I didn't wipe out doing it. I then peddled down a hill and up another. I eventually wound up in this underground cavern area.
The floor was completely covered in water, and I was no longer on the bike. The water was about knee deep, and I was sneaking around looking for my teddy bear. At one point I was huddled into this little side cavern area while I was watching the main cavern. This giant teddy bear monster came tumbling along looking for me. It just looked kind of big and scraggly and mean, and it's eyes were a bit cartoonish looking. I'm not sure if did something to try to get its attention, or if it just happened to see me, or if it just got pissed that it couldn't find me, but I saw it turn its head in my direction, and it's eyes went from being mean looking to being damn scary.
They got bigger, filling in the area up to it's eyebrows, and they went completely white. I think there was a moment that it looked away, so I quickly ran and went to the right. Just to the right was a door to the outside, (which was where the only light coming into the area was coming from anyway) and I made a run for it to get out. As soon as I was outside, I found my bear. I quickly grabbed it, got back on the bike, and high tailed it out of there. I was relieved to have my bear back, and now I could go back home. I think there was some sense of my parents (Butter's parents) telling me that it was useless to go after my bear, but I think I was planning on getting home and telling them that I did it and showing them my bear.
As I walked by him, I said, "Hey, Brian!" not really thinking that he'd recognize me because of my weight gain. He saw me, and he got this quizzical look on his face and said, "Hey, Jeremy!" I just kept going nonchalantly, almost as if I saw him every day. I don't think that I wanted him to know that it was such a big deal that we recognized each other, for whatever reason. I think the main reason was because I wanted to get to the break room and play ping pong, and we didn't have much time to.
I finally got into the break room, and Phillip (from Mercedes) and I played a bit of ping pong. After a bit, though, Brian and the other guys he was working with was came in and had to dismantle the table to take it out. Phillip and I were bummed about that, and we thought, "Oh well, no more ping pong for a while." After they had gotten the table out of there, I realized that we could still play a little bit. There was a tape measure that we left behind (the coated cloth kind, like a tailor or seamstress uses) that we decided to stretch out on the floor. We both sat or lay down on either side of it, and we tried playing like that.
It turned out, though, that something had happened and the ball that we were using was suddenly broken. It was all dented in on one side, and cracked along the other. So we took our paddles and got up and went back into the Key and Lock site. Right as I got into the work area, I saw that Don (fat guy from work) was moving around the lock setting stations. He was scooting them around different ways, trying to make more room for him over at his station because he thought that it was too much up against the wall. Doing this wound up pushing mine so far against the opposite wall that I couldn't even sit down. I tried moving things around myself.
Cynthia's (Don's friend at work) desk was against mine, so I switched them both around so that instead of the desks being back to back, Cynthia and I sat back to back. I realized, though, that we were still too close, and we'd wind up bumping into each other all the time, and I knew that would piss her off. Then Don got another bright idea. He took his desk and slid it up against the wall where the windows are. He then took the next desk that faced his and did the same thing. He stopped to ask what we thought of that. Cynthia was okay with it, but I wound up realizing that the sun coming in through there would be really hot on sunny days. I mentioned this, and all I got in return was kind of a blank stare. (which is funny because in real life, Don is all about staying cold. He sets the Infrared room to 55 degrees if I'm not in there)
Shortly after this, I wound up leaving. I was on a bicycle, and I was riding along a fairly busy road. The sides of the road were switched for driving, so it was like being in England. The two sides passed each other on the left instead of on the right. Anyway, at first I was on a dirt road area off to the left side of the road. Then, for some reason, I decided that I needed to get to the far right hand side of the road. I pulled across, and realized that it was probably a bad idea to do this through the traffic (even though there really wasn't anyone coming)
Just as I was getting over to the other side, I saw a motorcycle cop there parked along the side of the road. I pulled up in front of him, almost as if I were coming to talk to him. I think I was even considering asking him about something, but he wound up pulling away and leaving before I could, almost as if he never even saw me park in front of him. At this point, I was a mixture of myself and Butters from South Park. I had lost my teddy bear, and I needed to go find it.
I continued on around to the right and got onto a dirt road over there. I was peddling along pretty fast, although I was feeling very out of shape, especially when I hit the various hills and whatnot. I peddled up this hill heading away from the road. The ground leveled out, and the road made a sharp turn to the right. I went around it pretty fast, and I was surprised that I didn't wipe out doing it. I then peddled down a hill and up another. I eventually wound up in this underground cavern area.
The floor was completely covered in water, and I was no longer on the bike. The water was about knee deep, and I was sneaking around looking for my teddy bear. At one point I was huddled into this little side cavern area while I was watching the main cavern. This giant teddy bear monster came tumbling along looking for me. It just looked kind of big and scraggly and mean, and it's eyes were a bit cartoonish looking. I'm not sure if did something to try to get its attention, or if it just happened to see me, or if it just got pissed that it couldn't find me, but I saw it turn its head in my direction, and it's eyes went from being mean looking to being damn scary.
They got bigger, filling in the area up to it's eyebrows, and they went completely white. I think there was a moment that it looked away, so I quickly ran and went to the right. Just to the right was a door to the outside, (which was where the only light coming into the area was coming from anyway) and I made a run for it to get out. As soon as I was outside, I found my bear. I quickly grabbed it, got back on the bike, and high tailed it out of there. I was relieved to have my bear back, and now I could go back home. I think there was some sense of my parents (Butter's parents) telling me that it was useless to go after my bear, but I think I was planning on getting home and telling them that I did it and showing them my bear.
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Images of Exorcist the Beginning
Towards the beginning of the dream, Em and I were at a movie theater. (this theater had a feeling of one that I had been in before, something about sitting around an arena area near the top of the theater, but the seating was round) We had come into the theater from the top instead of at the bottom. We sat near the back, and, I think, the movie was even showing on the back wall instead of on the main front wall where the screen normally is. The room we were in was an otherwise normal theater room.
Anyway, I guess I didn't know what we were there to watch, or I had forgotten, but it turned out that we were there to see some sort of preview pictures of Exorcist: The Beginning. I saw the first picture or two, which were mainly the front cover of the DVD (the reddish face all blurred and screaming, but looking a little demon like). At this time was when I really realized what was coming: a slide show of some of the scariest images from the movie. I didn't want to see any of this, so I hunched down in my seat next to Em and closed and covered my eyes. Only a few seconds later, though, I became horrified. I realized that I was still able to see the images. I realized that it was because Em was watching them and "transferring" or "transmitting" them to me without meaning to. I think I tried to leave shortly after this.
Anyway, I guess I didn't know what we were there to watch, or I had forgotten, but it turned out that we were there to see some sort of preview pictures of Exorcist: The Beginning. I saw the first picture or two, which were mainly the front cover of the DVD (the reddish face all blurred and screaming, but looking a little demon like). At this time was when I really realized what was coming: a slide show of some of the scariest images from the movie. I didn't want to see any of this, so I hunched down in my seat next to Em and closed and covered my eyes. Only a few seconds later, though, I became horrified. I realized that I was still able to see the images. I realized that it was because Em was watching them and "transferring" or "transmitting" them to me without meaning to. I think I tried to leave shortly after this.
Eugoogly
The dream started out with being at Em's (wife) and my new house. There was some sort of odd feeling about it. I don't think it was in the area where it's actually supposed to be north of Fort Worth. I think it was actually in Virginia.
Anyway, I was in the living room in the late afternoon with Em, and things looked a bit dusty or dirty, but the sun was shining in brightly, actually illuminating the dust floating around in the air. Now that I think about it, I think it was supposed to be somewhat like Grandmamma's house combined with Em's parents' house. The room that we were in reminded me a bit of the "formal dining room" of their house, but still not quite. It was bigger than that, and there was something open at the end of the room heading off to the right.
Anyway, it was our house, and we were commenting to one another about how happy we were to be there in it. We were in the process of unpacking (hence the dirt and dust ???), although things actually seemed fairly unpacked. After a bit, we heard about someone that died that we needed to go to their funeral for. I'm unsure if it was a family member or someone famous, like perhaps the Pope (who just died last week or so) I don't really remember the funeral, but I remember being with a group of people, and we were all running down the main aisle of the church in the direction of the parking lot. We were jumping, hooting, hollering, and laughing. We were trying to turn the funeral into a celebration, even though we knew that all the other people there wouldn't understand it. Actually, now that I think of it, it didn't look like anyone else was there. I didn't see anyone as we were running out, but I think they were supposed to be there anyway.
Anywho, we ran out to the cars, and it was obvious that we were some of the first to leave. There was me, Em, an older guy (the dad from Donnie Darko?) and a couple of other people like Eric, Matthew, Mom, and others. Just as we got to our cars (there were 2), I quoted Ben Stiller from Zoolander, and I said really loudly, "Or did you not know that I knew what a Eugooogly was?" Everyone laughed harder, and I really surprised myself because of how much my voice sounded like Ben Stiller. I was really amazed, and found it almost disturbing that I had done such a good job of it.
We wound up getting into the cars and driving away. We were parked in the middle of the lot, facing the left of the church. The church reminded me of something a bit like Pleasant Valley, but it wasn't in that location at all. Our cars were facing a bunch of trees at the edge of the lot. We pulled out of the parking spaces and turned left towards the main road. As we were traveling along the far edge of the parking lot, it turned into it's own little single lane road. Someone was driving towards the church on that road, and looking at us all meanly like we were doing something wrong. I thought at first that maybe we were going the wrong way on the road, but then I saw a sign with an arrow (or maybe the arrow was painted on the road) that was pointing in the direction that we were going, and I knew that we were the ones that were right. I did realize, though, that I had to turn right into a fast food place parking lot (Sonic?) because the road did not continue out to the main road.
As I turned and went into that parking lot and went to go around the building, I could see the people in the restaurant looking at me, again, as if I had done something wrong. The one that sticks out in my mind is this early-40's woman with large blond hair. I can almost see her looking all disdained at me, but I don't know why. I think that I thought in the dream that she didn't have any idea what was really going on and decided to judge me on a wrong opinion. Therefore, I didn't care.
Anyway, I was in the living room in the late afternoon with Em, and things looked a bit dusty or dirty, but the sun was shining in brightly, actually illuminating the dust floating around in the air. Now that I think about it, I think it was supposed to be somewhat like Grandmamma's house combined with Em's parents' house. The room that we were in reminded me a bit of the "formal dining room" of their house, but still not quite. It was bigger than that, and there was something open at the end of the room heading off to the right.
Anyway, it was our house, and we were commenting to one another about how happy we were to be there in it. We were in the process of unpacking (hence the dirt and dust ???), although things actually seemed fairly unpacked. After a bit, we heard about someone that died that we needed to go to their funeral for. I'm unsure if it was a family member or someone famous, like perhaps the Pope (who just died last week or so) I don't really remember the funeral, but I remember being with a group of people, and we were all running down the main aisle of the church in the direction of the parking lot. We were jumping, hooting, hollering, and laughing. We were trying to turn the funeral into a celebration, even though we knew that all the other people there wouldn't understand it. Actually, now that I think of it, it didn't look like anyone else was there. I didn't see anyone as we were running out, but I think they were supposed to be there anyway.
Anywho, we ran out to the cars, and it was obvious that we were some of the first to leave. There was me, Em, an older guy (the dad from Donnie Darko?) and a couple of other people like Eric, Matthew, Mom, and others. Just as we got to our cars (there were 2), I quoted Ben Stiller from Zoolander, and I said really loudly, "Or did you not know that I knew what a Eugooogly was?" Everyone laughed harder, and I really surprised myself because of how much my voice sounded like Ben Stiller. I was really amazed, and found it almost disturbing that I had done such a good job of it.
We wound up getting into the cars and driving away. We were parked in the middle of the lot, facing the left of the church. The church reminded me of something a bit like Pleasant Valley, but it wasn't in that location at all. Our cars were facing a bunch of trees at the edge of the lot. We pulled out of the parking spaces and turned left towards the main road. As we were traveling along the far edge of the parking lot, it turned into it's own little single lane road. Someone was driving towards the church on that road, and looking at us all meanly like we were doing something wrong. I thought at first that maybe we were going the wrong way on the road, but then I saw a sign with an arrow (or maybe the arrow was painted on the road) that was pointing in the direction that we were going, and I knew that we were the ones that were right. I did realize, though, that I had to turn right into a fast food place parking lot (Sonic?) because the road did not continue out to the main road.
As I turned and went into that parking lot and went to go around the building, I could see the people in the restaurant looking at me, again, as if I had done something wrong. The one that sticks out in my mind is this early-40's woman with large blond hair. I can almost see her looking all disdained at me, but I don't know why. I think that I thought in the dream that she didn't have any idea what was really going on and decided to judge me on a wrong opinion. Therefore, I didn't care.
Monday, April 18, 2005
Mall Blastoff
I was in this big place that was a bit like a mall. I'm not sure what mall it was supposed to be like, because it wasn't really like any particular mall that I've been in. Actually, it was more like it was kind of like EVERY mall I've been in. It was just very generic. It seemed fairly upscale, unlike the Marley Station Mall.
I went into this one store that was a bit like a cross between a clothing store and a Discovery Channel store, and there was a stern black woman there. She had her hair in lots of little braids, and it was pulled back at the sides and hung loose in the back. She had glasses (I think) and was wearing kind of a tan or cream colored business suit. She stood at the middle of the front of the store by a set of display tables that were to her right (I saw them on the left as she was facing me). She was fairly stern, and I think she seemed a bit peeved with me that I wasn't buying something in the appropriate manner. Maybe it wasn't me that she was peeved at, but someone else that was nosing around with the merchandise but not buying it.
Anyway, some time later, I found that the mall was actually some sort of space station or space ship that was going to be blasting off soon. All the merchants were instructed to leave, and they did with the exception of the black woman. She refused to leave, at first it seemed because she was just stubborn, but it turned out that there was actually a good reason for it, although I don't think I ever found out what it was. Either she was in charge of something, or she knew about the space ship thing all along, or something like that.
They eventually shut down the entire mall and has us moving towards the main bridge area for the remainder of the flight. I was walking through the mall and checking things out, and making sure that everyone's lights were off. There were some lights around in different places that weren't part of the stores that were on, just enough to give light to the area where I was walking through. It was almost like walking down a city street at night time. There was one store that I passed that had the lights on still, and that was the one with the stern black lady in it. She was tidying up and getting ready to head up to the main bridge. I think I talked with her for a moment before she was done and we both left. We wound up in the restaurant area, and I think that she was helping out with part of the serving or cooking or something.
I went into this one store that was a bit like a cross between a clothing store and a Discovery Channel store, and there was a stern black woman there. She had her hair in lots of little braids, and it was pulled back at the sides and hung loose in the back. She had glasses (I think) and was wearing kind of a tan or cream colored business suit. She stood at the middle of the front of the store by a set of display tables that were to her right (I saw them on the left as she was facing me). She was fairly stern, and I think she seemed a bit peeved with me that I wasn't buying something in the appropriate manner. Maybe it wasn't me that she was peeved at, but someone else that was nosing around with the merchandise but not buying it.
Anyway, some time later, I found that the mall was actually some sort of space station or space ship that was going to be blasting off soon. All the merchants were instructed to leave, and they did with the exception of the black woman. She refused to leave, at first it seemed because she was just stubborn, but it turned out that there was actually a good reason for it, although I don't think I ever found out what it was. Either she was in charge of something, or she knew about the space ship thing all along, or something like that.
They eventually shut down the entire mall and has us moving towards the main bridge area for the remainder of the flight. I was walking through the mall and checking things out, and making sure that everyone's lights were off. There were some lights around in different places that weren't part of the stores that were on, just enough to give light to the area where I was walking through. It was almost like walking down a city street at night time. There was one store that I passed that had the lights on still, and that was the one with the stern black lady in it. She was tidying up and getting ready to head up to the main bridge. I think I talked with her for a moment before she was done and we both left. We wound up in the restaurant area, and I think that she was helping out with part of the serving or cooking or something.
Saturday, April 16, 2005
Jumped by a Tractor
Em (wife) and I were at our own house, which was basically Grandmamma Miller's house. The outside of the house was that one, but the inside was very different. Anyway, Em's parents were in visiting for a while, and it was creating a bit of stress. I kept getting upset with Em because she was letting her common sense get away from her. There were a few times earlier on in the dream where I was naked, but I was in one of our bedrooms. Em came in, but she left the door wide open, and her parents were outside of the door and they could see me. I snapped at Em to think about what she was doing and to please shut the door. I think that originally it had to do with her mom telling her to leave the door open, but I don't know of the reason. It wasn't that she wanted to see me in there, but she wanted to keep an eye on Em to make sure that she was okay.
Em took a little offense the first time I snapped at her, even though I didn't do it too badly. I did it in more of a "surprised" way, trying to make it more like "Whoops! Don't forget the door, hon!" I think there was a bit of trouble with keeping the door closed, so eventually I moved off to another room.
The new room I was in was a bit smaller, rather bare, and had a closet off to one side and a window on the far wall that was completely uncovered. Event though it was uncovered, I didn't care even though I was still naked. But Em came in again, and once again she left the door wide open with her parents hanging around right outside. I think I yelled at her to shut the door that time, and she got pretty upset about that, and may have even started crying. I tried to explain to her that when I'm in there changing (even though it seemed to be taking me forever to do so) I NEED her to shut the door when her parents are in town. Even though I tried to explain it better, she was still pretty upset about it.
Finally I was able to get dressed, and I went outside. I went out the front door, across the road, and up the corner of the embankment into the little parking area where Aunt Irene used to park her van when she came to visit. Just after I got over there, I heard Em and her family yelling, and I heard an engine roaring. Just as I turned back at the house to see what was going on, a tractor hit the embankment, and jumped right over me, missing the top of my head by only about a foot as I crouched down to miss it. The tractor was red, and had big front tires that were similar but smaller versions of the normal tractor type of back tire. It landed, turned sharply, and drove off down in the direction of Garber's farm just down the road. I think Em and her parents yelled something about how it almost hit me, and how I was lucky that I ducked when I did.
After convincing them that I was fine, I also turned and went down towards the Garber's farm. I think my original reason was to find out who was driving that tractor that almost hit me. I walked down the road, and eventually wound up in front of the Garber's house. Right across from the house was a large gravel/dirt area where there were lots of things going on. To the immediate right of the area was a big barn. In various places in the middle of it, there were sheds, ports, and whatnot where various farm vehicles were parked. There were also piles of tools, debris, and other things, and there were a number of workers all around doing different things. I walked over to this gravel area, and went in the direction of the big barn.
As I got back near the back part of the lot and the far side of the barn, I found Erwin (from Mercedes). He was working there on the farm, and so I went up to him to talk for a bit. There seemed to be something that he was all uptight about that related to his farm work, but I don't know what it was. I tried to talk to him about the tractor driver, and that just got him even more uptight.
He walked around a bit, and he was going along the back end of the lot. There were trees there, and even a fence of some sort that marked the edge of the gravel lot boundary. I walked along with him for a short bit, and I eventually came across a bicycle that I knew belonged to Evan (boy from school who lived down the road). Erwin didn't seem too keen on my picking it up and pulling it along with me, but he didn't stop me from doing so.
About 50 feet or so away from the barn, I saw a break in the fence, and saw a home made wooden ladder there. I looked at it, and saw that the ladder went down, not up, and went to the bottom of this 20 or so foot cliff which sat at the edge of the lot. I saw that this was where all the trees were growing from, too. There was a pathway below, and I decided that I needed to get down there for some reason. Somehow I managed to hang on to the bike, and I tried to go down the ladder. One odd thing about it, I didn't try to get to the other side of the ladder first. It was right up against the cliff, so I couldn't go down it the direction I was facing because I was on the top side of this cliff. But I got on this side of it anyway, and when I did, saw that the ladder wasn't put together well, and it didn't look like it would hold my weight.
I tried to pull myself up a rung, and the rungs that I was holding on to and standing on snapped under me, and I fell back. I caught myself so I didn't fall down, but I realized that I wasn't going to make it down the ladder. I think I decided to throw the bike down the cliff and onto the path. There was a pile of junk or something on the path about 50 feet out, and I guess I thought I could get the bike onto that. Just as I swung it around and chucked the bike over, Erwin saw me, and got very upset with me for throwing Evan's bike down there. For some reason, I really though that it needed be down there, otherwise I wouldn't have done it. I wasn't trying to be mean about it. I was just "putting it back".
Em took a little offense the first time I snapped at her, even though I didn't do it too badly. I did it in more of a "surprised" way, trying to make it more like "Whoops! Don't forget the door, hon!" I think there was a bit of trouble with keeping the door closed, so eventually I moved off to another room.
The new room I was in was a bit smaller, rather bare, and had a closet off to one side and a window on the far wall that was completely uncovered. Event though it was uncovered, I didn't care even though I was still naked. But Em came in again, and once again she left the door wide open with her parents hanging around right outside. I think I yelled at her to shut the door that time, and she got pretty upset about that, and may have even started crying. I tried to explain to her that when I'm in there changing (even though it seemed to be taking me forever to do so) I NEED her to shut the door when her parents are in town. Even though I tried to explain it better, she was still pretty upset about it.
Finally I was able to get dressed, and I went outside. I went out the front door, across the road, and up the corner of the embankment into the little parking area where Aunt Irene used to park her van when she came to visit. Just after I got over there, I heard Em and her family yelling, and I heard an engine roaring. Just as I turned back at the house to see what was going on, a tractor hit the embankment, and jumped right over me, missing the top of my head by only about a foot as I crouched down to miss it. The tractor was red, and had big front tires that were similar but smaller versions of the normal tractor type of back tire. It landed, turned sharply, and drove off down in the direction of Garber's farm just down the road. I think Em and her parents yelled something about how it almost hit me, and how I was lucky that I ducked when I did.
After convincing them that I was fine, I also turned and went down towards the Garber's farm. I think my original reason was to find out who was driving that tractor that almost hit me. I walked down the road, and eventually wound up in front of the Garber's house. Right across from the house was a large gravel/dirt area where there were lots of things going on. To the immediate right of the area was a big barn. In various places in the middle of it, there were sheds, ports, and whatnot where various farm vehicles were parked. There were also piles of tools, debris, and other things, and there were a number of workers all around doing different things. I walked over to this gravel area, and went in the direction of the big barn.
As I got back near the back part of the lot and the far side of the barn, I found Erwin (from Mercedes). He was working there on the farm, and so I went up to him to talk for a bit. There seemed to be something that he was all uptight about that related to his farm work, but I don't know what it was. I tried to talk to him about the tractor driver, and that just got him even more uptight.
He walked around a bit, and he was going along the back end of the lot. There were trees there, and even a fence of some sort that marked the edge of the gravel lot boundary. I walked along with him for a short bit, and I eventually came across a bicycle that I knew belonged to Evan (boy from school who lived down the road). Erwin didn't seem too keen on my picking it up and pulling it along with me, but he didn't stop me from doing so.
About 50 feet or so away from the barn, I saw a break in the fence, and saw a home made wooden ladder there. I looked at it, and saw that the ladder went down, not up, and went to the bottom of this 20 or so foot cliff which sat at the edge of the lot. I saw that this was where all the trees were growing from, too. There was a pathway below, and I decided that I needed to get down there for some reason. Somehow I managed to hang on to the bike, and I tried to go down the ladder. One odd thing about it, I didn't try to get to the other side of the ladder first. It was right up against the cliff, so I couldn't go down it the direction I was facing because I was on the top side of this cliff. But I got on this side of it anyway, and when I did, saw that the ladder wasn't put together well, and it didn't look like it would hold my weight.
I tried to pull myself up a rung, and the rungs that I was holding on to and standing on snapped under me, and I fell back. I caught myself so I didn't fall down, but I realized that I wasn't going to make it down the ladder. I think I decided to throw the bike down the cliff and onto the path. There was a pile of junk or something on the path about 50 feet out, and I guess I thought I could get the bike onto that. Just as I swung it around and chucked the bike over, Erwin saw me, and got very upset with me for throwing Evan's bike down there. For some reason, I really though that it needed be down there, otherwise I wouldn't have done it. I wasn't trying to be mean about it. I was just "putting it back".
[One thing to note is that this pathway below was like another dream that I had one time about going along a very similar pathway through the woods, and I wound up having to go through tunnels in the pathway in order to continue.]
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