Two Guys / Mike's Restaurant / Game? / Gerard

Two Guys -

I was walking with two girls, and we were out by ace hardware or something, or a place that was similar to that. Two guys walked by the other way, and I instantly didn't like them. They had on tight polo shirts with the collars popped up. One laughed just as he passed us, and I clearly and loudly mocked his laughter. They turned around and started threatening me for mocking them, and they were two big guys, who could have easily beaten me up. But I wasn't about to let go of my pride and just apologize, especially with these two girls I was with watching. So instead, I just started making more sarcastic quips in their direction. They were on the brink of "teaching me a lesson", as they said, and I responded that I was trying to "teach them a lesson, in how to gracefully take playful sarcasm". I guess it all worked out, because I never got beaten up, but I never backed down from them either. I remember feeling pretty proud, like I had a silver tongue for being able to get out of that situation unscathed, and still appear cool to these girls.

Mike's Restaurant -

This may be connected to the last dream, but I don't have a clue who I was with anymore. I was in my uncle mike's restaurant, but instead of a restaurant it was a grocery store, kind of like Fred Meyer, because I remember it had all sorts of plumbing supplies, clothes, furniture, and cheap ugly mass-produced paintings in cardboard boxes. The paintings were of stupid meaningless things, like an indian chief's head with a full moon and some wolves behind it, that kind of stuff. At one point my grandma was there, and she was talking about a red suede couch that she thought was great and wanted to buy. As she was talking about it, everything else faded out, and all I could see was the couch in a room by itself, with strange lighting that was evocative of a movie set. I don't remember much else that happened here, though I know more did.

Game? -

By far the weirdest of the three, but the most nonsensical and difficult to describe. It started with me being on a golf course. I don't remember what led up to this, but I know some stuff did come before. The golf course was enormous, it was as if the entire world was perfect green fairway grass, with the occasional tree, and the courses were just strewn about this green land end to end, they weren't in any way constructed to save space, or to consolidate them to one location. I was mostly watching other people golf, and from what I can recall, they were doing awful. Although I wasn't participating, i felt obligated to keep up with the group, and not fall behind. I kept seeing floating bubbles with cartoonish representations of food inside. I was able to leap great distances across this golf course and land safely, which was lucky for me because there was a small meter somewhere in my field of vision that was steadily depleting, and to raise it, I had to burst these bubbles with a pool cue that I had. I spotted one and leapt probably fifty feet in the air, landed and smacked the bubble, and my meter gained about a big chunk, about hald of its total. I saw another, and this time jumped high enough to worry myself about whether I could land without breaking a leg. I was fine, but the bubble this time was much harder to burst, and it took a few tries. Floating in the air, it looked like this:


I burst this open, replenished my meter, and quickly ran off to catch up with the group. At one point I hit a golf ball with a two iron and watched it sail almost perfectly straight down the fairway and about 15 times as far as anyone there had ever hit a ball. No one really noticed or said anything, but I figured I was the shit.
Now I was in a room that was just a giant cube. There seemed to be no way in or out of this box. It was about a third full of water, and just above the water line was a platform, with another platform above it, so there were two stories of platforms out of the water. There were two girls there again, but me and one of the girls were shrimp. We were swimming around in the water and trying to stay away from this carp that was trying to eat us. We were all very cartoonish versions of sea creatures, not very realistic. At some point the carp lost its exoskeleton, which it shouldn't have had in the first place, we were the crustaceans, and our goal became to keep it away from the carp, I guess without it he couldn't hurt us. a lot of chasing ensued, and it was very scary, I feared for my life. Near the end of it, Me and the girl, humans again, were sitting on the edge of the bottom ledge, feet in the water, and I could see the carp, now a crayfish, coming toward us. It latched onto my hand with its pincers, it hurt, but not too bad. I let him hold on, then I punched the wall with him between my fist and the wall. He burst open and died. The second girl climbed down from the top platform, telling us that to get out of this room and advance to the next level, we would have to take this tiny spear she had and drive it through the dead shrimp's heart. Me and the first girl both said, let's not be so hasty, and make sure this is the solution to the riddle, we don't want to be stuck in this cube forever. I opened a big poster that was I guess the instructions to the game we were playing / existing in. The game was all about the moon, and food. I had trouble understanding it, not surprisingly, but I came away with the impression that we could rocket this dead shrimp up to the moon as food, and that would increase our luck, or "karma". Now there was a third person, a guy, and we were all sitting on the bottom ledge, and I was looking through these cards that were about the size of quarters, that also had to do with this game. I got about halfway through the cards, and realized that down the side of them the alphabet was written, and I got worried that they would get mixed up. Now we were all at a table that had appeared on the bottom tier, and we were kind of playing D&D, I felt somewhat like the dungeon master, but there wasn't really a dungeon master in this particular game, everyone contributed to the story. But I was the best at the game, and teh most creative, so I was doing most of the talking. Soon, the guy started telling me a story of what had happened to them early on in the game, I guess before I got there. They had killed some monster of a high level, and he had dropped six demon-hide masks. They had no idea that this was a very good thing. They weren't masks at all, but six powerful monsters that would fight for you. They said they got tired of them, never realizing what they were worth, and decided to jam an enemy creature with ranged attacks behind an obstacle and let them kill their demon-hide masks. One of their players would repeatedly press 'P' on a keyboard, which allowed his next attack to be directed at a party member for damage, and attack the demon-hide masks. The masks killed him easily, and they finally realized what a force they had on their side.

Gerard -

I'm sure this was connected to the other dreams in some way, but I was in my trailer with Gerard and a couple other people, maybe even those guys that were going to beat me up earlier, and he said something about Lewis & Clark, about how stupid it was or something. I expressed confusion, and he responded with informing me that the college was no longer called Lewis & Clark, but "Cluck, Cluck, Cluck". That jogged my memory and I remembered that it had been renamed. I said, "Oh yeah, I heard about that. What a stupid name. I mean, Lewis & Clark was never all that good, but cluck cluck cluck is an awful name for a school. I'm glad I'm not going there".

Western

The Majority of this dream happened at what I thought was western, but I'm not sure if I knew that I was in my house for the first part of it. I woke up in my bed (in my dream) and walked downstairs to my living room, where there was a circle of about 6 people, mostly guys except for Lindsey Beach. I had forgotton to put on pants, and so I had a shirt and my underwear on, everyone else had pants on. I remember turning to I think Zach, who was on my right, and telling him that I just didn't know this was something that I was supposed to wear pants for. I was a little embarassed, but I got over it pretty quickly, and it helped that no one seemed to notice that I had forgotten my pants. We did some kind of an activity, it was like icebreaker activities we used to do in Key Club, it was very stupid. As soon as it was over, I went back upstairs to get some pants on. Instead of being in my house now though, I was in college at western, and my brain had concocted a giant room that was partially seperated by walls, I'm sure because I'm aware that I'll have suitemates and not just a roommate, however this arrangement was entirely impractical.
This entire structure was like a stone tower, we were at the top of it. There wasn't a complete roof, so it was open to the outside, and the stone was in disrepair, very crumbly and old. The yellow dot is Evan Dix, who I guess was my roommate, and he's who I talked to first. I went up to him and told him how I had forgotten my pants, and how funny I thought that was. His eyes were barely open, I think he was stoned, and he showed no sign that he found any humor in the situation. I looked down and realized I had my shorts on already. I didn't remember putting them on, but I figured I must have already done it and not realized it, and that's why Evan didn't see the humor in the situation. The green dots were a bunch of girls I didn't recognize, they were supposed to be my suitemates I guess, but it didn't really make sense since none of the walls closed in any rooms, the walls just kind of seperated what were supposed to be our individual rooms. The red dot was Evan's roommate when I went and saw him at western, and he was playing X Box, just like he was when I was really up there. I was embarassed that my story about forgetting my pants turned out not to be funny, because the girls were watching me from around the hot tub (the blue oval). Now it was breakfast time, and me, Grayson, and couple other people walked into a cafeteria I've never seen before. It was ridiculously well-stocked, and I commented to Grayson how the other meals sucked, but breakfast sure was amazing. I trolled around the cafeteria for a while and ended up sitting down with a styrofoam bowl full of what looked like chocolate soft-serve ice cream with a dallop of spaghetti sauce around the edges. Grayson had exactly the same meal, so it didn't make any sense when I became curious as to what the spaghetti sauce in Grayson's bowl might taste like. I stuck the back of my plastic fork in the sauce and stuck it in my mouth, and instantly realized that he wouldn't appreciate what I had just done. I said right away, "Sorry, that was kind of a gross thing to do". He confirmed that yes, it sure was, and that he hoped I wouldn't do it anymore. I didn't, and just sat there and ate all my meal, which was indeed ice cream with spaghetti sauce, and it was pretty gross. By the end of it though, I had learned to like it. After i finished, I went back into the main part of the cafeteria and started looking for a hot dog, someone had one and it looked good. I saw chicken and rice guy standing there with a chef hat on, and he had a plate of hamburgers and hot dogs. The hamburgers looked like chalky rags pressed into patties, and the cheese on top of them wasn't melted and was brittle and always falling off of them. I asked for a hot dog and he said something nonsensical and put a miniature hamburger on my plate. I told him that no, I wanted a hot dog, and he said something else nonsensical and put about 1/8 of one of the hotdogs on my plate, next to some pancakes I already had. I didn't have any idea where these miniature hamburgers and hot dogs were even coming from, they appeared nowhere on his plate, or why he thought I wanted these small versions of what I asked for. I went back and sat down, and made up some story where the guy said something about chicken and rice, which he never did, just to get a laugh out of the people I was sitting with.

House on Fire / Takhlakh and campsite

House on Fire -

I don't remember much of this one, but what I do remember is very strange. I think I was camping with my family, I think it was supposed to be takhlakh, but of course it looked nothing like it. There was a patch of grass on fire in front of the porch of this house that was next to our trailer. I went across with a fire extinguisher to put it out, but before I managed to, it spread and the porch of the house started to burn. Everyone at this point I guess decided it was a lost cause, and started to leave, prepared to let the house burn to the ground. I almost followed, but I guess I realized that it was a little early to make that decision, and I went back and put the fire out. My extinguisher was emitting a thick white foam that coated whatever I sprayed it on. Now the fence surrounding the house started to burn in a couple different places, I put those out, but fires started springing up randomly all around and on/in the house. The fires, though small in size, where creating an almost deafening roaring noise, so they weren't hard to find when they sprung up. I remember My mom and Whitney Beyerlin's dad helping me suit up to fight the fire in the back of our trailer, which was unrecognizable as such. I put a stack of newspaper around my body, then put on a black hooded sweatshirt, then unrolled tinfoil over the front of me to cover the sweatshirt, then I put on a fleece face covering, like a bandit, and put on the hood. I was so bundled up it was hard to move, kind of like when you have a lot of snow gear on, which is I think why there was now snow on the ground. I went back to fight the fire, and there were firefighters there now, but they were doing an awful job. They were only spraying water sometimes, and kind of messing around. I figured they probably hadn't checked if anyone was inside. So I ran inside, and indeed, there were three people and some dogs in there, waiting to be rescued. They could have ran out the door on their own power pretty easily, but I guess they just wanted to wait until someone showed up. Now I'm inside the burning house, but I feel no sense of urgency to get out. There are about 20 dogs now, and I'm trying to get them all out. As soon as I get most of them out the front door, more come back in through the back door. I can't manage to keep them all out at the same time. I decided to get most out, then shut the back door, and that seemed to work okay, I got them all out. Now I was back in the trailer, getting suited up again for some reason, and inspecting how Zach's newspaper covering was so much thicker than mine. This time I wasn't getting suited up to fight a fire I don't think, I put my cell phone in my hood, and it stayed pressed against my face even without my hand, since I had so much gear on. I used this opportunity to call Grayson, and tell him what was going on. He seemed a little pissed at me for no reason.

Takhlakh and Campsite -

These two may not have even been seperate dreams, but there's so much nonsense going on, that it just makes it easier to follow if i split it up.
I guess I was at Jamie's house, I think with Zach and some girls, but this was also Takhlakh I guess, somehow. I was really into one of the girls, and I was pretty sure she was into me. It wasn't anyone I know in real life, though everyone else there was. We all got into a pickup truck to head down the hill to a campsite, the feeling was that we could get away from Jamie and my mom and do some probably illegal or sexual stuff down there. I was late getting in the truck for some reason I cannot recall, and we started to head down. I remember being in the truck and bouncing down the gravel road, we were all just talking away, and no one seemed to be driving. Me and Zach were in the backseat, and 3 girls were up front, one of them Carol, one the chick I was into, and one other inconsequential one. I remember talking to zach about how much the gas was going to cost to drive down here, and he said it was 10 and 1/2 miles down, and 22 miles up. I doubted that was possible, but then conceded that there was a one way road down, and a one way road up, and that the down road was too steep to go back up. I don't know what we did down at the campsite, I don't even remember arriving, I just remember being back up at takhlakh/jamie's house and me and Zach wanting to leave agian, I guess the girls were still down there. This time we took a subaru outback, but halfway down, instead of being with Zach in a subaru I was with JM on the moped. He was driving. We got to the campsite, it was an oval-shaped loop, their campsite was near the back. We came around the loop at full speed, saw their campsite was empty, so we didn't slow down. JM went off the gravel loop, and into the grass at top speed. The turn almost made me fall off the moped, but now somehow instead of being behind JM, I was beside him, and was able to use him to brace my fall. JM now informed me that he was going to jump off without slowing down, and he wanted me to try to gain control of the moped before it crashed. I hated this idea, but didn't object. I thought that he was being too laid back about the moped. It was just a little weak thing, but you still shouldn't jump off anything while going 25 mph. He jumped off, and I didn't want to hit the ground until I slowed down, and luckily I was able to grab JM's hand, and as he dragged on the ground, I floated in the air, and slowed down enough to where I decided it would be safe to now try to grab the moped and stop it from crashing. It was a lost cause, and the moped crashed down, JM skidded across the ground ahead of me as I let go of his hand, and I landed deftly on both feet. JM trotted back towards me holding his arm, saying it hurt, but with a smile, obviously okay. I told him not to do that to my moped anymore, and he tried to tell me that it wasn't that harsh of a thing to do to it. I told him that dumping it on its side at its highest possible speed was indeed about the worst thing I could think to do to it. We got back on, me driving this time, and I warned JM to hold on during the corners, since I almost fell off. He didn't seem concerned. We pulled onto the main road, and at this point we both had our own mopeds somehow. We were riding down a pretty crowded sidewalk, but it wasn't a normal sidewalk, it was elevated and made of wood, like a really long park bench. as we rode there were planted trees on our left, then the main road, and a long semi truck trailer on our right. I kept almost falling to the right, but catching myself on the trailer. As we rode there was a dog with us, I think one of the dogs I saved earlier. Now there was a soaking wet polar bear on the other side of the trees to our left. My mind was bouncing back and forth between thinking this bear was dangerous, and just thinking it was cool to see. I never questioned why it was dripping wet, there was no water around as far as I could tell. Our dog was curious about the bear, and approached it, the driver of the semi truck got out and looked worried. Nothing bad happened, and we continued on our way. We got up to a very crowded intersection, and prepared to take the crosswalk across. A boy also waiting asked us if we had to wait longer, or something to that effect, since we were on mopeds and not on foot. I told him that no, they were 50cc, and were considered legally to be bicycles. We crossed, then crossed again, so were were on the opposite corner of the intersection. Here, Zach (no longer JM) sang this song to me: "I smoke cigarettes, but I wont be a real good reason why, / I can't be your 249cc scooter guy." He said something about his little sister and his backyard also, then my brother woke me up.