Thursday, July 9, 2009

A not so surprise party

I was going to a friend's restaurant. I had found out an old friend from high school opened a deli / restaurant and I wanted to check it out. It turns out I had already eaten there before but hadn't known it was his. It was a cute little place in a strip mall but I don't remember what any of the food was like. I was being dropped off at home. It was more like my home on E. Groveland then where I've ever lived before. As I was being dropped off I noticed a Cadillac pulling up, right onto the grass - smack dab in the middle of the lawn. I looked at the license plate, 86868 or 68686 (now I can't remember which it was) and saw some thugs getting out and then the car drove away before I could yell. The guys, whom I didn't recognize, said "uh-oh" and slinkered off somewhere. I went in the side door (not the back like where it was on the house) and was upstairs cleaning up. I was mad. I then figured that Dave had thrown me a surprise party. I went downstairs and was cleaning up on the right side for a bit and then finally went to the left where Dave turned on the lights and everyone yelled "surprise!" I don't even know what the party was for.

There were two very large cakes there. There wasn't a lot of frosting on them, just strips and then you could see the cake. It was yellow. Chuck had wanted yellow because he was selfish, even though my favorite was chocolate. Because there wasn't a lot of frosting the girl who had brought the cakes took off the top layer and then ran out with it, supposedly to fix it up.

One of the presents I got was a wire hanger thing that you hold over your head. It had a sily bathrobe and a place to hang your lingerie but it was the silliest contraption I'd ever seen. There was a wire that went to the hanger part but it looked as if the shape of everything was holding and not all saggy like on a regular hanger.

I had thrown something away on the other side of the basement. When I went back there someone had dumped something liquidy in there and it was all oozy and bubbly. It went over the side and across the tile floor and just slightly oozed onto the carpet. I quickly started picking it up and it turned into a more hard slime substance, kind of like silly putty but more like the flart. I got angry, but then it started oozing again.

So go the dreams when a miniature-sized warm-blooded person wakes in the middle of the night and insists on sleeping 2" from your face and giving you only 6" of mattress space to sleep on. Very light sleep with tons of weird dreams.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Old friends and an actor.


I was with a group of friends. I took a costume from one friend, it was a long black trench-coast like jacket and big black army boots that went up to my thigh. The whole costume was very comfortable and I absolutely adored the boots. Then we decided that we had to go downtown. I was going around finding some of my friends that I used to work with just to see what they were up to. I saw LJD and then went to see TJ. I thought she was a waitress at a restaurant but she was just there eating. As I was standing at an exit there was a man standing there, very tall and in uniform. There were a gaggle of girls standing there staring at him. I went up to him and he looked very familiar to me so I asked him if I knew him from somewhere. It turned out it was W. Wheaton (pictured above). Aaah, an actor. He was in unfiorm because he was working on a movie. He kept coming back over to talk to me. I'd ask him questions. What did he like, dislike? What kind of restaurants - I knew he was looking for a place to eat and I was trying to suggest places. He asked about ice cream, I mentioned East Coast Custard. He asked about icees and I didn't have an answer for that. He wouldn't give me his number, even though I was trying to get it.
Then the scene changes to a band that I was in and all of us were walking over this bridge that was floating in the water. It wasn't straight, but lots of "l" shaped pieces that you had to walk back and forth to get to where you were going. The boats had to stay on the outside so that they could just stay in the water and no hit this bridge. I was on the edge and at one point I decided to jump off.