I had a very odd dream this morning. My dad was driving a two-seater lunar rover. He was telling me about the top speeds ever achieved by the rovers (80 mph). We were passing a few dozen suited people who were working on the surface. We were in a plastic covering and it was leaking causing the air to become thin.
Do you think the first cold snap of the season this fall, and huddling under my covers brought this on?
October 23rd, 2007
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I was at a large outdoor park with moving stages, raising up 30-40 feet in the air. There were two elephants. A large one and a medium sized one. They didn’t so much move on their own, but were sitting on platforms that moved about. They were designed to look like large stones.
When the show was over people started walking about to other attractions. About that time I noticed a scorpion on a landscaping timber. It was walking about slowly. I stopped to check it out, see what it might do, and block others from walking too close to it.
After a few seconds of meandering about, it jumped off the log and started flying. Soon, it was buzzing about my head. I swatted at it, hit it a few times, it kept coming.
About then I awoke and there was the loudest mosquito I’ve ever heard buzzing about my room. It was four something in the morning. I couldn’t escape the loudness. I turned on the light. It took me a while, because it was also one of the smallest mosquitoes I’ve ever seen.
July 4th, 2007
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Saturday I drove out to Smithville and had a fabulous time at Glover and Judy’s with fabulous weather and a nice evening swim in the lake. Drove into Austin and stayed at Mary Ellen’s.
Sunday was the Houston v Austin roller derby with lots more fun, convincing Bob Hewett and Bill Fergerson to come out, and hanging with the roller girls afterward (even though they lost to an amazing Hot Rod Honeys team) and actually meeting a few of them I hadn’t previously talked to.
The drive home was bathed in yellow wild flowers almost the whole way. When I get home I have two emails from different friends who had dreams about me:
Subject: Hello?
Are you OK? I dreamed you died last night, (more…)
May 7th, 2007
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My friend has a journal that is entirely a dream journal. Seems I’m getting more action in her dreams than in real life. Anyone need a piggy back ride to the moldy espresso table?
June 21st, 2003
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