Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Of cars and cops.

Last night I had a weird dream.
It started with me at some kind of high school and apparently I was 19 or 20. I went to this building with double glass doors that lead into the gym where they were having a dance. I kept looking around like I was trying to find someone. The dream then skipped a little and it was later at night and I was standing outside the gym with a woman, a girl and a cop. The cop was chastising me for trying to get into a high school dance. The woman was some relative of the girl, not the mother though, maybe an aunt? Apparently the girl was my girlfriend and as soon as the cop left we took off away from the woman and I tried to explain to the girl that I really had wanted to take her to the homecoming dance (apparently the dance of that night) and the prom since she was home schooled. She thought that was nice.

The dream skips again. Now I'm a different cop who really wants to get this guy for some reason and I'm at the police station and we're trying to find the guy and the girl using some kind of flying probe like out of Star Wars. We finally find them in a couple cars. A truck and a something like a cross between a civic and a geo metro. For just a second I'm the guy again and I wake up since I was sleeping in the truck. I yell "we've got to go" to the girl and another guy who is with us, since they are napping in the front seats of the Metro thing.

Back to being the cop, now I'm watching them jump up and the guy friend is whacking at the probe with a crowbar. Soon it shorts out.

Now I'm back to being the guy and the friend is gone. It's just me and the girl and were are in the high school weight room. She is sitting on the bench press while we talk about things. I tell her that the first cop must not know much, otherwise why is he riled about me sneaking into the dance and not about my illegitimate child. At this point I'm trying to figure out how she reacts to the idea of me with a child and some kind of mysterious past. She seems okay with it and agrees to wait for me to come back and get her.

Suddenly, I'm ripped to the distant future and realize that somehow I'm seeing the past and this is all an explanation for why we found the skeleton of a girl laying on the bench press with a blindfold on in this decrepit and falling apart old building.

Apparently, I never made it back.

Back to the past and I'm the guy again but now I'm at my dad's shop with a datsun 240z trying to get the oil changed and the motor working. (I'm guessing as our "get away" vehicle.) But the instructions are really weird and it looks like I have to remove the engine just to change the oil. I come up with the idea of putting it up on a ramp to get the right oil drainage angle so I go in the shop and there is my Real Life dad in the shop. I ask him if he has a ramp and he says now but comes out to help me with the car. Suddenly the engine in the car is massive and sticks out of the hood like one of those suped up hotrods of the 70s. Apparently, several bolts are loose so my dad has a coworker start tightening them.

The dream cuts again and I'm standing in the "waiting room" of my dad's shop and we're talking about something about how I have another grandfather that I didn't know about and he's somehow found out I'm here and is coming, but the car isn't done yet. So I run out of the shop into the street when I see this massive golden colored Cadillac with it's top down coming right at me. This old dude is driving it and slides it side wise at me to keep me from running away.

The old guy is yelling that he's my "real" grandfather and wants me to come with him. Suddenly I hear a voice yelling and I turn to look. It's my grandpa that I know (I think it was even my mom's dad in real life) coming from the other direction in exactly the same Cadillac but this one is a dark green. He's trying to help me get away from "evil" grandpa.

BAM! I wake up. Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, this one was just getting interesting!

Laje
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Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Dogs and Locks

Last night in my first dream, I dreamt that we had a second dog that was a part Basenji and part Dachsund. She was pretty cute and fun, but as mischievous as our other dog. The two of them found a way to escape our place and were running around the neighborhood. In the dream, we were living in an upstairs apartment in what looked like one of the more run down neighborhoods of the Santa Clara area.

In the second dream I was playing a warlock in world of warcraft when suddenly I was the warlock in the game. I was running around what I think was stranglethorn vale killing stuff, but the gear I was wearing looked like Tier 5 gear! But I was definitely not level 70.

Laje
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