Weasel

I was in the backyard in winter at night pulling weeds fom around a broccoli plant. The plant was a surprise; I hadn't seen it before, and it had so many huge heads of broccoli on it. As I was lifting its leaves to the side to find more weeds at its base, an animal came up from the left. It was ring-tailed and it waddled like a raccoon, but it was longer in the body and had a long snout.

The backyard became Mom's house, and I explained to her that a strange animal was in the garden. She seemed to know about it and wasn't disturbed. She was getting married again and guests were arriving. A young couple showed up with their own strange little mammal and wanted to leave it in the house. I was extremely mad that they would even consider letting their animal wander in Mom's house, and I screamed at them when they tried to set it down on a table. I tried to enlist Mom on my side, but she was unconcerned about it.

I was in the street on a skateboard/bike chasing down a criminal in his car who my gang and I had been looking for all throughout a city. We thought we had cornered him in a rooming house, but he snuck out the side before we were all even through the front door. The criminal was driving a car and I followed closely, hiding behind the left bumper when he pulled over to the side of the road. He saw me and tried to take off quickly and veer to the left to run me over.

I was in the back of a station wagon with about six or seven black professional football players. We were all naked so that we could have sex. They all had different sizes and shaped penises. I was lying on my stomach with my hips and legs over one guy's lap, and he penetrated me from behind. It felt pretty good. When we stopped, I scooted over to the lap of another guy next to him who had a bigger penis. It took a moment for him to penetrate me and I wiggled to help. It was tight and hot and really itchy good.

My child

I went to a castle that had a wildlife refuge in its front yard. I was there to see a child to determine if she was mine, even though I couldn't remember having had a baby. A bear kept tyring to sit next to me and put its arm around me, but I wouldn't let it touch me. I looked up the hill and saw through the walls and into a room in the castle. There was a little girl with red hair who was lying in bed because she was dying. I looked more closely and saw that she looked exactly like Mom but with Brad's eyes, so I knew she was mine. I was so happy.

Leif

I had a jealousy dream about Brad. Something woke me up, and I had that terrible feeling in my stomach. I could tell it was a deep sleep dream that I wouldn't have remembered if I hadn't been woken up. It makes me wonder about all the dreams I don't remember.

Leif was standing in front of me trying to get me to go out with him. He looked so good to me, and I was enjoying the attention and the feeling of attraction, even though I knew I wouldn't go out with him.

Spaceship

Brad and I were in a spaceship in Outer Space. He was an experienced astronaut and was coaching me for the landing. We were supposed to each get in separate personal shuttles and fly them out of the spaceship for the last few miles to Earth. We went over it a few times, and I could visualize it. I saw myself behind the wheel, exhaust billowing out of the rear of the shuttle. The clouds were giant swirls of purple and green with red light from the sunset filtering through them.

Corvallis

I went to college near the town of Corvallis. Mark Martin and I were walking around in a bar district and I couldn't believe that I had never visited Corvallis before, after having lived on its edges for years. There was a really long line at one of the bars, and I could hear great music coming out. I was excited and wanted to go in, but we kept walking. We walked east to downtown and everything started to seem familiar. Then I realized with disappointment that of course I had been in Corvallis many times before. We sat down at a table outside of Fox and Firkin with a few other people. I was wearing a warm hat and reading the newspaper. I felt comfortable not making conversation with the others.

There was some kind of a contest in a canyon, and I went to participate. The canyon was to the south of Corvallis, a sheer drop. I went into the canyon, but didn't like it there, and so I climbed a tree that grew from the bottom of the canyon all the way past the lip and straight into the sky. It was night time, and I climbed and climbed. Sometimes I felt scared and rested on a branch with my feet on the trunk and my arms wrapped around the branch.

Eventually I got to the top and was in a kitchen. I was making some kind of dough with a child who was sometimes a separate person in the kitchen and sometimes inside of me. I looked for big yellow mixing bowls to melt pounds of butter in, and found two. I filled them with butter blocks and put them in the oven. On cookie sheets I made beautiful giant rounded chocolate chip cookies. They were so beautiful and huge. The dough was to be a mixture of the melted butter and the finished crumbled cookies.

Mother-in-law

I was at my mother-in-law's house for dinner. She was Chinese, and she was the mother of Brad/Peter. The family was in the kitchen, and I was in the dining room squatting on the table, trying to arrange the table-runner. The mother-in-law's food was already on the table in a giant silver soup tureen. I accidentally touched it, and heard a voice in my head say, "No one should ever touch the mother-in-law's food. It is taboo." Then I tried to tuck the table runner underneath the tureen, and I heard a voice in my head say, "That is deeply insulting." I was very nervous because I knew whatever I did, it would be the wrong thing.

So I went into the bedroom off the dining room and Brad/Peter was lying on the end of the bed with his feet on the floor, naked and half-wrapped in the comforter. I told him to hurry and put on clothes before his mother saw him, but he just frowned and grumbled and wrapped himself tighter in the comforter.

I was in Eugene, which was in the mountains, and I was a new teacher at an elementary school. It was a dangerous school because all the children were very wild. I was in a crowded classroom trying to teach with maps on the walls, but no one paid any attention to me, and the teacher who was supposed to be supervising me kept hitting me with a ruler and getting in my way. I realized I was late for a track meet and left in a hurry, but I couldn't find my track uniform anywhere, and I ended up naked in the bushes and then in a parking lot.

I came to a swimming pool and met a nice old man who was a drunk. He made me feel better about the teaching and the track meet. Then he cannon-balled into the pool and a huge splash hit me and knocked me into the grass. I landed on my wrist and it hurt. He felt really bad for hurting me when he had only been trying to make me feel better.

Tragedy

I was in the living room of a resort rental. A man stopped by to see me, and I recognized him as someone I had once been on a date with. He was feeling down, and I tried to comfort him. I inadvertently made it worse, and apologized profusely for my unwitting racist comments. He was black, and I kept apologizing for putting him in a double-bind. He accepted my apology, and we made out on the couch for a long time. I stopped kissing him and sat on the floor and he asked me if I wanted to watch Star Wars. "Always," I replied. Then I realized that something about the environment in the living room was different and very ominous. Although it was now later in the afternoon, it was darker than it should have been and too quiet. I looked out the window and saw the GLC parked in the driveway behind a bunch of other cars, and I knew that Brad was in the house somewhere and that he must have walked through the living room and seen me on the couch making out. I ran up the stairs and found him in bed with two women on either side of him, his eyes shut tight. The women were my friends, and they looked at me with sympathy. I started crying and felt so horrible that I had hurt him.

Where was I?

I was walking down a street near campus at night, and I got to a crowded intersection. I looked up the street to the right and it was full of a huge crowd of students moving west down the middle of the street. I asked someone what was going on and heard that there was a man a few blocks away that everyone was going to see. He was in his front yard with an ax, threatening to chop off someone's head on a tree stump.

A large group of us were milling around in the intersection watching the crowd of people move away from us. I looked up into the sky and saw a bright flash of light travel impossibly fast in an exactly straight line from horizon to horizon. A few others also saw it, and then it happened again.

I was in the country at someone's old estate, maybe something to do with a close friend's family history. There was an intricate swimming pool, kind of like the reservoirs on Mt Tabor. It was multi-level, with each large oval pool storied above the next one. The pools were all very deep and surrounded by wrought iron railings. I swam in several of them, trying out in turn each higher pool, trying to find some privacy.

Siuslaw

I was standing in a line in the woods, waiting to jump through a shimmery obstacle course. The air was shimmery with a structure like giant snowflakes, and it was also ghostly deer antlers.

I drove south through the mountains on my way to a pre-arranged camping spot where I was going to meet Brad. On the way, I drove through a town called Siuslaw and stopped to make a phone call. I parallel parked on the main street and dug change and a bagel out of my pocket, then got out of the car to find a pay phone. I walked up the street to a diner and went in. I sat at the counter and ordered an apple fritter, and everyone was very talkative and pleasant. They knew I didn't live there, and they all wanted to tell me about the town and its history and architecture.

Shopping

I was driving in the mountains along a coastline. There were sand dunes and depressions between them filled with water.

Maressa and I were in a city. The shops were in a shallow crater in the middle of the city. We went into a store that sold jeans, but neither of us found any we liked. I stayed there while Maressa went into the shop next door. It was a head shop that also sold skateboards. I followed Maressa and she was standing in front of a mirror, admiring herself in a pair of jeans, elated because they fit so well and only cost 30 cents. She had found them in a basket of jeans next to a doorway to the right which was covered with a beaded curtain. A man came out and asked me if I was going to the party that night. It was a wedding and he wanted to dance with me. I told him I was going to a party, but not to the wedding he was talking about.