I dreamed I was at my old high school. I was attending classes that I had already attended 40 years prior, so I thought to myself “Why am I reliving high school? I have already done this, so I believe I will just go home.”
So, as I am leaving to go find the bus (because that is how we got around in high school), I hear the rumble of motorcycles. They were antique and unusual motorcycles, some with sidecars, and they were parading through the high school grounds.
I get to the corner where we used to catch the bus, only to find that the bus schedule had changed from 40 years prior, so I decide to walk home. As I am walking, I notice someone is following me so I cross the street. This person follows me all the way home. It just so happens home, in this case, is the home I grew up in, which is a 45 minute walk from the high school.
On the way, in the old neighborhood, I come across a giant snake on a sidewalk. I tell the girl following me to back off, because this snake is huge. The snake comes toward me, and I grab a stick and sling it into the street where it meets an untimely fate underneath the wheels of a car. Just as I think we are safe from the snake, this creature appears out of nowhere and firmly clamps down on my purse. I reach inside the creature’s mouth and grab my purse. When I do that, it shrivels up into what looks like a pile of leaves.
Finally, I make it to my childhood home, (which in real life no longer exists, and has been replaced by a Walgreens), and am thrilled to see it is still standing. Inside the garage I find my brother, who is heading up a garage sale, and trying to adopt out a litter of puppies.
I did manage to lose the girl who was following me.
Not long ago, I dreamed there were about 15 people squatting in the vacant house behind my back yard. About 5 or 6 of those people were inside my yard, drinking beer and having a bonfire. Of course, I promptly kicked them out of my yard. They all retreated to the empty house, and were partying and dancing in the windows and were tearing down all the drapes. They had thrown all their shoes on top of the roof. And they kept jumping the fence to get back into my yard. I immediately called the police, and the dispatcher said “Oh, I have never had a call like this before, so I will have to turn this over to the department that fills out paperwork…please hold.”
In this dream, my family is driving to our vacation spot in the Smoky Mountains, when suddenly, we are caught in this torrential storm. It is raining so hard, and the wind is blowing so bad that I can’t see to drive, so we have to pull off the road. We pulled off near a house, and knock on the door. To our surprise, Dolly Parton answers. I said “Dolly Parton?” She said “Why, yes sugar, it’s me.” I explained our dilemma and she graciously said we could ride this awful storm out with her. She said it was gonna be a doozie of a storm, so we may want to bring in our belongings, because we may be staying a little while. And boy was she right. We stayed all day and all night. She sang songs and read stories to the kids, and got everyone hooked up in the guest bedrooms. The next morning she made bacon, eggs and grits for everybody. Then, as soon as the storm passed, we got to tour her property, and then we were on our way with free passes to DollyWood. It was a great dream.
My dream starts in a subway where Spiderman is trying to stop a subway car full of criminals who plan on destroying the earth as we know it. But, it’s not just one Spiderman. There are multitudes of Spiderman clones. The idea is that Spiderman will be underneath the track and he will shoot webs from underneath the car, and the clones will shoot web from all different directions in hopes of stopping the car.
Something goes wrong with the clone webs, and the subway car flips over and crashes into a wall. Spiderman is covered head to toe in mud, so he goes home to clean up after the criminals are arrested. Guess where home is? Yup…right where I am.
He comes into the house and says “Hey, who is that guy sleeping in the bed?” I reply “I really don’t know…he’s just some illegal alien that showed up.” Spidey asks “So, he is from a different country?” And I said “No, a different planet.” Yes, that is right, there was an actual illegal alien from outer space in the house. And by illegal, I mean that he left his planet against their rules, having stolen a space ship and what not. He stopped at the house on his way to find his kids at school….he was exhausted from traveling so far and breathing this air. So, he needed sleep. He had ditched his space ship in some woods somewhere.
Spidey throws his costume in the laundry and I go into the bathroom to find toothbrushes everywhere….multitudes of them, as well as white motel towels and plastic cups. I go to the living room to find people on the couch watching the television and asking for waffles.
I dreamed I was married to Jimmy Fallon and we decided I should take over the Tonight Show for a while because he wanted to be home with the kids. We left to go to taping and rehearsals, and when we returned, someone’s 98 year old Grandpa was waiting outside, and he was cantankerous. After we got inside, my mother called to inform me that 98 year old Grandpa just got dropped off because he was being too naughty during the Superbowl. Then, the doorman alerts Jimmy that my Aunt Donna has arrived. She was pretty famous in my dream, and as I was letting her in, Jimmy had all the kids’ friends dress up in costumes to greet her when she walked in. There were about 20 costumed kids in the living room. Aunt Donna was showing us gifts she had bought for my cousins. A guy who was with her claimed to be one of my cousins, but the jury is still out on that one. Aunt Donna said she missed working and I said “Well, I can get you a gig on The Tonight Show.”
I am at the mall waiting for my daughter so we can go shopping for her birthday treat. I have some time to kill, so I decide I’m gonna be-bop around the mall to get some ideas for her. However, I don’t really want to walk, so I take a spin around on one of those hoverboard things. (Or was it a hoveround?)
She shows up after my little jaunt, and we start wondering around. We stop outside a new bookstore, and I see someone I used to work with. His name is Bob, and he is with the daughter of our old boss. I yell “Bobby!” and he turns around and asks if that is my oldest daughter. I said “No, Bobby, that is my youngest.” To which he responds ‘It’s nice to see her completely mobile!” Well, my youngest wondered what he was talking about. I responded “Well, you see, the last time he saw you, you were always in a cast.”
At that point, she decided to go into the new book store. Not only did this store have books, but it had snacks. Both healthy and unhealthy. We opted for the unhealthy side, and my daughter decided to get a piece of chocolate cake topped with chocolate brownie and chocolate candy shavings.
While we are standing there, the woman behind me is crowding me and smushing me into the counter. I was trying to be nice, stating I could not move, but she just didn’t take the hint. When it was time for me to pick my treat, (I had picked the same chocolate cake…surprise surprise) I tried reaching into my back pocket and got a handful of her ass as she had her back against mine. I had had enough…and I said “Listen bitch, you have been up against my ass this whole time, and I need to get into my damn back pocket!” Then I woke up…probably right before I kicked the snot out of her.
Negan sends his troops out to get their acquisitions from Rick. Little does he know they have planned quite the surprise. I am on the inside of Negan’s camp tending to a little child. Daryl Dixon and Jesus are on the outside. We lure Negan to one of his warehouses, with Daryl on the roof making noises. Once we get Negan into the warehouse, Daryl drops some smoke bombs and all the exits are locked.
Then…..Jesus starts playing “Wake Me Up Before You Go Go” by Wham…over and over and over again. Negan yells…”Make it stop! I hate that song…make it stop!” And in between the smoke and music distractions, I grab the little child and start running, because the troops are coming in.
We weave our way through the smoke as a giant truck carrying troops with their gas masks and guns crashes through a wall. They are rooting out any left over Saviors that may be lurking around before they make their way to the being tortured by Wham version of Negan. Negan is now just a fraction of the man he once was, crying, begging to stop the constant playing of that song.
We make it outside to another truck, and yes, they have room for me and the little child. The troops have rounded up Negan and he is properly secured and they have saved him for Rick and Maggie. As we are loading up the truck, we see Rick and Maggie and crew come out of a cornfield with nothing but revenge in their eyes as they head toward Negan’s containment. Perhaps they will feed him dog food prior to seeking justice….. To be Continued…..