Dream 282

I was going to an early morning meeting at the boss's house.  I didn't bother to get dressed, since it was so early and I figured I'd go back home once it was over.  I didn't bother to wear shoes since I was pretty sure I had left a pair there some time ago.

The meeting was mostly routine, so I didn't pay close attention.  When it was over, everyone wanted to watch old VHS tapes on this strange, vertical television system.  I excused myself, put on the shoes and socks that I'd found (there was also a pair of sandals that I figured I could get later), and went out the door.  Because the weather was getting colder, my shoes and socks came off and got wet.  Fortunately I was able to wring my socks out to complete dryness, so I put everything back on and made sure the shoes were tied.  I met a nice lady who was walking her small dog.

I wasn't sure where I had left my car.  I didn't see it around in the immediate area so I walked over a few streets to where my wife's house was.  I walked around that area and couldn't find my car there either, but my son was there and he offered to help look.  

So we walked along parallel streets trying to find it.  We kept running into various religious parades and tried to make our way through without bothering them.  We rested in a concrete stage-like structure, until another religious service started assembling around us.  It turned out we were on the main alter.  People came by to arrange the participants, one director telling another "I know you like to arrange folks boy-girl, boy-girl, boy-girl...not the way spiders do it."  My son and I managed to slip away.

Eventually we started making our way back to my house and came to the river.

We were on top of a tall, snow-covered mountain ridge and I could see that the distance across the river was far too great to swim.  I knew that if I continued on, there was a bridge that went across and I could use that.  I leaned closer to see the distance across, and slipped slightly.  I fell on the snow and almost tumbled over the edge.  I grabbed frantically at the ground, which seemed to slip from under my fingers like a loose carpet.  It was then that I remembered I had walked to the meeting, and my car was parked back at my house.

Dream 281

There was a massive storm-warning and we were told to evacuate the area.

Because of some health condition I had (due to age) I had to use a wheeled platform to get around.  It wasn't uncomfortable but it did mean I needed more space to move around.

They were loading us on passenger trains to get us away from the storm centers.  There were rumors about zombies as well.  I'm not sure where those rumors were coming from but they were worrisome.

I checked with the family and they were doing well, they were safe.

As the train went from station to station, I chatted with folks and got to know some.  Most of them had an irritating speech pattern which I tried to ignore.  Nothing specific, and each unique to the person.

The skies kept getting darker and darker.

The stations we were arriving at had the gates locked for some reason, so we had some time to wander around town.  At the next station, it was next to a large shopping mall.  I rode a platform up to the entrance, and fell on my back.  A very kindly lady helped me up.  I was worried about my wheels, but she told me she had them and they were fine.  I thanked her, then looked for a bookstore.  There were lots of restaurants, very crowded, and I finally found a B Dalton.  It had very few books.  A lot of console games, but I couldn't find any books that interested me.

I walked through more of the mall.  People were becoming irritated with each other over their speech patterns, which sometimes became shouting matches.

It was time to go the the gates and I made my way to the ground floor.  I got on another platform which went into a maintenance garage.  One of the workers told me that I was one of the first five at the gate, and I could go on in now.  

I realized I had forgotten my wheels, and I went back up the elevator to retrace my steps.

Dream 280

I was staying at a small hotel.  For some reason, the owners needed Spider-Man to show up, but he didn't that evening.  Whatever the reason, it didn't seem to be an emergency but they were uneasy anyway.  When I went to bed he had still not arrived.

I woke the next morning, and Spider-Man was there sleeping next to me.  His mask was more of a helmet than the traditional Spider-Man mask, with all manner of switches and dials on it. I took off his helmet and the face beneath was Tobey McGuire.  His hair was cut all the way to the center of the scalp and swept back.  

He seemed equally surprised to be there.  He asked me how he'd gotten there and I said I didn't know.  I had to start packing for my flight back and my pager was flashing.  I wondered if this had anything to do with the situation last night, but the flashing just meant I just had a low battery.  He combed his hair forward and got dressed.  I assumed his swept back hair was so that he could operate the helmet.  

We went downstairs to meet his aunt, uncle and little sister.  His aunt asked if he wanted breakfast and he said he didn't have time.  He then went through the Sunday paper and found the comics for me.  I helped him take care of the laundry; several pockets had papers in them which were fortunately only a bit folded.

I thought it amusing that Spider-Man's little sister could rationalize his not having breakfast, as he was too busy fighting crime.  His aunt and uncle of course wouldn't know that.  His sister could help him with his excuses when he needed to leave.  I was going to mention this to Tobey as a possible aspect of his next movie.

Later, at the airport, I saw video of him at the hotel dealing with the situation that had worried the owners.  As it turned out, there was some small time crooks who were staying there.  Spider-Man easily took care of them, expertly pushing buttons on his helmet.

Dream 279

I was making an animation wherein I was a character making a comic strip.  The strip seemed to be about characters who sat on the back of a couch.

Somehow, the strip worried some cosmic beings in a higher dimension.  While they couldn't say why they were uneasy, they knew something was wrong.

Another of the beings showed up and said (with a high voice) that they should get Thanos involved, as he would not only know what to do, but have the ability to make sure it got done.

So all three of them went to visit Thanos.  He listened to their complains and read over the strip.  Finally, he said there was nothing to worry about, they had misinterpreted the attempt and it was nothing more than a comic strip.  He also said he thought it was kind of funny.

Dream 278

I was in an enormous legal building that housed several courts, law offices, legal services offices, and other items such as a book store and a few cafes.

The building was huge, encompassing several floors with slanted floors and walkways connecting them.  There was even a hotel.  I had gone to make sure some documents were properly registered, but when I got back to my house I realized that I had neglected some necessary steps.  

I was a bit miffed at this, as the trip to the building was not an easy one and I really needed to spend time cleaning my house.  I grumbled over the situation.

So, I got back in the car, but half way to the building I realized I'd forgotten my pants and my official jacket.  I went back home and scoured the place looking for them, before deciding I would just go as I was and hopefully finish my business quickly.  

Once there, I went up and down staircases and ramps, but could not find the office I needed.  The building was so labyrinthine that every passage looked correct but went to the wrong offices.  I finally ended up in the bookstore where I found a few rare volumes I wanted to purchase.

Dream 277

I was helping out a woman named Jaqueline Burrows with her business.  She had a small casting agency that specialized in actors for documentaries and educational programs.  It was a passion project for her, but not her main source of income--she was the curator of a museum.  I was never quite sure if the museum dealt with art or rare items.

One day when she was busy with the museum, I was helping around her house.  She had a large number of family members around visiting due to the recent holiday, and things were somewhat unkempt.   While I was trying to clean up, a mailman brought a package for her.  I signed for it and put it on her home office desk.

I found a large pile of trash in the living room, including several pieces of wood, and some snow, and put it outside in the winter weather.  I felt pretty good that I had been able to clear it all.  There was water at the bottom where the pile was, but I figured it would clear up.  Puppies were running and playing throughout the room.

Later, another delivery man with a heavy Eastern European accent showed up.  His arms were covered in packages and envelopes, but only one large box was for Jacqueline.  I tried to pry it out from the maze of other mail, and a plastic covered manilla envelope fell into a puddle.

I tried to help him pick things up, while still holding onto the box.  He said that he needed a signature and I offered to sign, but he didn't seem to understand me.  I said I frequently signed for packages here, but he insisted that the signature had to be from someone in the same "realm."

Just then Jacqueline rushed into the house and went into her office.  I brought the package in to be signed, but she was on the phone and didn't seem to know I was there.  I told the delivery man she signed the box and he left.

I went into the living room and played with the puppies.

Dream 276

Two large red gelatin candies were arguing that they should be given a bus route to the storage depot.  When asked if they knew the route, they replied, somewhat peevishly, that they drove this route seventeen times every day, of course they knew the route.