November 18, 2001
however; angle 2
Now, a collection of dreams from previous nights:
11/15: My boss gave me a Sit 'n' Spin and I was, of course, deliriously happy.
I visited DRC in his Comotara home. A strange man outside wailed and wailed, so I took shelter inside. He had to go throw pots, and I did him a favor by going to KU and getting some clay for him.
I was either in a large arena or an airport and I ran into the mayor.
11/16: Kathleen and I were playing in my new house when we discovered that it had a whole additional level in the basement. We walked into one room and it was very much like Larry's Piano Bar. There were nine circular booths, like the corner one in Angela's where Linden, Jaime, Matt, and I had lunch last time Matt was in town. I heard Kathleen squeal, "Oh my God! You have to make them leave the dance floor." We turned the corner and found several rooms with 1970s dark wood bunk beds. I reasoned that the previous owners had a Little League team spend the summer with them.
Al Gore was hawking Suzukis for Carbanc.
I took an elevator to New York after returning curtains to JC Penney's.
The airlines would charge passengers who went to the bathroom within five minutes of takeoff an additional $2000.
11/17: Lael sent me an e-mail entitled "however; angle 2."
11/18: I was running with a flashlight on my grandfather's road, dodging between cars.