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Archive for August, 2009

Backyard AnimalsWednesday, August 19th, 2009


I went into my backyard tho it wasn’t any yard I’d seen before.  I was looking for an animal I associated with a guinea pig tho I don’t think that’s what it was.  It was brown and white, small and furry and was in a cage.  When I got out to it’s cage, it was gone.  I looked up at the top of the bushes and saw a huge boa constrictor.  Then I saw a very large iguana or possible a small komodo dragon.  The first thing I think is that one of them has eaten my little furry friend and I’m pretty upset.  Then I saw a rabbit and the komodos went after it but didn’t catch it.  I went back inside and when I came out again, there were four dragons, two adults and two children.  I was scared of them because they were do large and seemed aggressive.  Then a flood of water came and washed them further into the yard.

In the ForestMonday, August 17th, 2009


I was in the forest with the group from Oregon.  We were exchanging stories and I was receiving a gift from Laurie.  I woke up and he a really hard time distinguishing my bedroom from the forest.

The Alien at the GymTuesday, August 11th, 2009


I was walking down the street in a mildly industrial area.  I met a young man who seemed to be of middle eastern descent.  He wanted to go to the gym with me.  I wasn’t sure I could get him in with my card but we went anyhow.  When we got there, we were standing in front of the lockers and there was some sort of shift change and we were waiting to go work out.  Then this man and woman came up and sat down.  I looked at the man and his eyes rolled back in his head and when they came to again, they were like gleaming cat eyes and his skin turned gray.  He lifted his hand and his thumb and pinky disappeared and his three fingers formed a sort of tripod and the tips flattened.  Then just as suddenly as he changed into this new creature, he changed back into an average looking human being.  He told me that he needed my help because he needed to feed.

The Yard and the Evil SpiritsSunday, August 9th, 2009


I was in a back yard that I didn’t recognize.  There was a tall wooden fence and some sort of altar or brick bbq in the middle of the yard.  I was with another man and a woman named Kelly.  We were being attacked by evil spirits and we were “told” that we needed to run counter-clockwise around the altar shouting “redrum.”  We weren’t supposed to go outside the gate because that’s where the evil spirits were but Kelly vanished outside the gate.  I was frantic and went outside the gate to find her but couldn’t.  Then I saw this small orange cat.  It had been wounded.  I grabbed it and pulled it inside the gate with me howling “Barbara.”  It had one orange eye and one green eye, both with black circles around them.

Bar in BostonSunday, August 2nd, 2009


I was in a bar in Boston.  There was a comedian that I was waiting to go on stage.  I was sitting in a stool chair with someone that I wanted to be next too but got up to get a drink or something.  By the time I got back, someone else had taken the chair so I went to another one.  The comedian was a black man who was in a cop movie with Wil Smith.  I’ve never liked him all that much.  He went up on stage but wouldn’t start his act because he was waiting for Paula Abdul who had a reserved seat in the back.  When she finally arrived, she was with her body guards.  The comedian was dissing her for being late and she wasn’t too happy about being called out.  When he did start his routine, he was rather cynical.  The stage turned into a pitcher’s mound and he dropped the ball and was clumsily looking around for it.

I was with a group of Chinese men.  We were coming out of a parking garage and going upstairs to a restaurant.  The floor we were walking across was fragmented and I wasn’t wearing shoes.  I realized that without the shoes, I wouldn’t be able to walk on the crack between the floor fragments and I told one of the men that I was going to go back and get my shoes from the car.  I went back downstairs into the parking garage but everything seemed to be different and I was having trouble finding the car.


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