Draft from 8/24/11

Drafted, never published (8/24/2011)

Weird conglomeration of things in my dreams the last two nights. Monday, I dreamt that I was at the Grand Canyon with Jennifer, trying to find somewhere to park, but all of the parking lots were underwater. Then we were in an underwater version of Arches National Park, were all of the rock formations were above water but there was no ground. We were swimming? or on a small island? in the middle of the murky water and I dropped my camera.

Morning Rush

The only thing I can distinctly remember from last night was waking up to get ready for work and not being able to get into the bathroom because Jim Quinn was showering. 

Snippets include: guards in thermal, camouflage onesies, and a family escaping said guards on a school bus.

More to come if more comes back...

Welp, six months seems a long enough reprieve... I don't have anything solid to report, but here are my most recent dream fragments (gotta start somewhere, right?!)

• Dreamt that I was at the supermarket trying to find things to stir-fry for Steve Dixon. All of the green beans in the store were gross looking, so I ended up with approximately 5 of them, and was beating myself up trying to remember if he ate snow peas or not.  Steve showed up to help out, but was generally despondent because someone had spilled a beer on his head and drenched his favorite Sox hat. 
• Dreamt that I was in Disney World with my mom and Jimmy, taking pictures with Nuglet 1.0 (RIP)
• Dreamt that Jessica and I ran into Melissa while waiting for a train... Melissa was fuhreaking out because we were waiting on the wrong track.  We jumped across the tracks to get to the train, and shoved our way on past businessmen who offered to buy our student fare tickets for us as a nice gesture.  Some old mean guy started yelling that we were NOT students, and we should buy our own damn train fare. Jerk. 
• ...something about using Erin's TurbieTwist after a shower.

chronoptimistic

Dreamt last night that I took the time to investigate where my interview on Monday was going to be, down to determining where the nearest dry cleaner was to what codes I'd need in the parking garages.  Come interview day, I was waiting in the lobby with Jess, Melissa and Whitney, and I realized I wasn't dressed appropriately at all.  I tried on their clothes but nothing made sense, and the shirt I had left with the dry cleaner wasn't clean or dry.  I went home to find something else, and must have fallen asleep or something because at 2:55 someone pointed out that I was most definitely going to be late.  Jennifer was driving me there so I could finish assembling myself in the passenger seat and try to email/call the interviewers to tell them I was stuck in traffic or whatever.  By the time 3:45 rolled around and we were still in the car, I'd given up.

Fast forward and I'm on some kind of cruise/vacation package digging through a cooler looking for some Wailua Wheat.  I had to stop my hunt prematurely because Erin and Jess Salem had to leave early... something about birds.  Which actually makes a lot of sense now that I think about it. 

Crocodilia

Had a weird mash-up dream last night in which I was driving cross-country and stopped to get gas with Jennifer, but after I got the pump all set up the car started rolling backwards down a hill.  She pulled the emergency brake but to no avail, so I had to chase the car down and throw her the keys so she should drive it back up.  By the time we got the car situated, $10 worth of gas had been completely wasted, and somehow I was now filling up a moped, which takes approximately one gallon of gas.  I tried to complain to management but they wouldn't reimburse me, so I left in a huff and waited for my parents outside, where I found some girl (who I think I knew in the dream) trying to melt her engagement ring into an ice sculpture because she didn't want it anymore.  Some things happened that I can't really remember, then I was on a beach watching Melissa looking for one of her missing kindergartners (apparently she was a teacher and one of her students had gone missing). The lifeguard found the kid alive and well and brought it back to shore, and the water was bizarrely deep right at the break.  Shortly after that, a giant crocodile emerged so we started evacuating people from the beach into this big house.  I had to try to explain to some old lady that didn't speak English what a croc was, and I kept telling her it was like a dinosaur, but not extinct.  Anyway, the dinosaur attacked after we thought everyone was inside, but Gerzon got left behind.  Flash forward and I'm in the car with Rich and someone else driving somewhere, and he accidentally drove up a roller coaster track, thinking it was the road.  We safely backed up out of danger, and found ourselves in an art class painting tote bags with "truncated" pictures.  The girl next to me kept talking about her friend Gerzon and I was convinced that somehow he had time traveled from croc attack into this girls life.

bon voyage

Dreamt last night that it was my last day in Hawaii and Rich and I were supposed to go to the beach with Max and Christina. Keli'i swung by to try to explain some secret beach where the water was two different temperatures, but mid-explanation I realized I was naked from the waist down and went inside. I started packing all the frames that were hanging but couldn't find anywhere to put the push pins I was pulling down. We never made it to the beach, but soon I was in a car with Jess and the girls and we went to see a seamstress with a tent outside an apartment complex. For some reason, Jessica was really made at her because something was missing or wrong, but I had given her my wallet to make it close tighter, and was pleased with her work. Flash to me sitting at a diner with Ward and Meg and one of their parents and congratulating Meg on her kickass Halloween costume. THEN I was at my going-away party, hosted by Umberto's, even though I was leaving Hawaii and going to work for them. A four course meal was served with dancing in between meals, and Loeven and I did an awesome swing dance. I also played a round of red light, green light, 1 2 3 with Nally's little cousins, before returning to my table to try to remove the pork core from my steak. After dinner I went to use the bathroom and then got hopelessly lost, and the building got increasingly spooky. I was climbing up these creepy, hanging metal staircases when I saw Eduardo and started yelling for him to wait, but he couldn't hear me. When I tried to chase after him, I realized my feet were floating and I couldn't get them to hit the ground, which really slowed me down. I ran into a family who pointed out that my steps were really weird. I stopped being so terrified of the creepy building I was in, because if this family was here it was probably fine, but I never did make it back to the party.

unscheduled stop

Seems as good a time as any to jump back in...

Took a nap this morning and dreamt that I was asleep on an airplane, but vaguely aware that the woman sitting next to me was freaking out that we were landing something like 8 hours early. I woke up when the plane stopped moving, it turned out that we had to land because someone had died on the plane and they didn't want the body on the next 8 hours of the flight. When I looked out the window, I realized that the plane had landed next to the Sydney Opera House and I HAD TO get off the plane. I did manage to do that, and had something like an hour and half in the city before we left again. I was running around taking pictures of everything, and ended up on a road on a cliff looking down into the city when I ran into a roadside Danielle Steel book swap, which consisted of two dudes and a box of books. Weird. I bought some Tim Tams and got back on the plane, flash forward and I'm explaining my strange trip to Ward. The best reason I could come up with that I was allowed to get off the plane at all was because I had an old visa in my passport, and I was wish Ashley, who's a dual citizen (surprise! apparently Ashley was with me the whole time).