East Coast Wobble

Dreamed on 2017.04.30.0859 Outside the porthole, the rain kept falling. "Ahem." The tutor recaptured her attention. "This one is called sugar plum vine. Do as I do." Together, they each took a knife and split the stalk reminiscent of sugar cane, though plum colored. Inside each was what looked like a bundle of half-a dozen fibrous wires. The tutor demonstrated how to peel back the fibers on each of the inner strands, revealing a mauve banana-like mush. "Conventions vary here, but it is most common, in polite society, to eat this with your spoon as so." As always, she mimicked her tutor. The sugar plum vine tasted like a slightly bitter cucumber with the consistency, as she expected, of a banana.

Dreamed on 2017.04.19.0706 Family of 4-5 on the third floor of an apartment building. Family is arguing/debating something about food. Girl goes down a floor via the stairwell and is standing near a broken window when she overhears a LARGE group – an army, really – approaching from outside. The leader of it gives his quick commands to the rest while they clean and prepare their semi-automatic guns. “Either they die or they become cattle,” he says. The army breaks into the ground floor. The girl wants to warn her family, but then what? They could do nothing about this. She feels paralyzed. She considers hiding, but ultimately decides to just get caught quickly and obviously so she doesn’t get shot. She sits right where she was already, in the corner of a landing at the stairwell, in the light of the window, and puts both hands in the air and waits. As the army files through, no one sees her. She starts to yell, “Hey! I’m here. I surrender!” and still they all run right past her, i

Dreamed on 2017.02.24.0545 some commotion about a bird atop the tree. i rush into the room but am too late. crazy fancy mansion that we are moving into to share. on a balcony above the tree i notice a giant vulture face atop a clearly mechanical human sized body. It looks at me storm is picking up outside. like... I see someone blow away. Everyone else wants to watch a show that's starting, and they keep asking me to come back in and sit down, but I go to the hall and hold open a side door for what turns out to be about thirty strangers and a person or two from my old high school. One old peer is surprised to see me, inquires about whose place this is, being so fancy, and I know it's part mine now, but otherwise I forget. It's owned by the parents of someone else we knew in highschool, but I forget who. I ask the Lady/Matriarch of the house, and she says it's totally fine I brought them in. Downstairs is probably best, just stay out of room 126 because her husban

Dreamed on 2017.02.25.0810 Looking into the plastic packaging, I see that the egg I have (about 2x1.5 feet) is starting to look kinda dried and is browning on the edges. "No! Am I too late?" I turn my eyes to Rachel who says, "No, just bury it in the sand quick. It's probably ready to go right now." So I do. It starts to wriggle a little bit, then cracks open. The whole egg is soft like a hard boiled egg, by the way -- no shell. I help pry the crack open and pull some of the egg away, and a frail looking schnauzer with peppered legs and body but a curly back the color of buttercream eagerly emerges, eyes wide and tongue licking. She sits down and clearly has very weak back legs and no full instinct how to use them. She looks about inquisitively. "Here Bee! Here! ... Wait, Bee's our other dog. We need a new name! Um... Here dog!" and she eventually figures out how to put legs beneath her and wobble enthusiastically toward us.

Dreamed on 2017.02.19.0547 Picnicking outside with several friends -- well, its actually a much larger evening party, but several of us are sitting out at a table. I feel like I was teaching something, but I forget what. This is interrupted when the large Italian family across the street empties out of their house. I've always thought they were vampires, but this time their fangs are rather obvious. I hiss "vampires" quietly but loudly to my neighbors. NO WAY the vampires are going to do anything, when it's not even fully dark out, right? Quicker than I expect and before I can do anything about it, they've got us surrounded on one side with the house blocking the other side. One small path for escape, but no way they can outrun us. The vampires talk amongst themselves, then three young kids -- maybe sixth graders - come forward. Hesitantly. This is a ritual of their I've heard about -- the first killing. Each of the three throws a sharp throwing dagger

Dreamed on 2017.02.03.0647 "Oh yeah! I forgot that they'd had to drain the swamp." he said as we foated down the Louisiana river 100 hunddred years in the past, "This is a lot of water" "Wait til you see the falls -- they used to be way more deadly" I guide the craft to rock and we manage to stop as water roars all around us. "Okay,. yoy drop dowj this part carefflly, then swim a bitm then.... okaym wgere yiu go down this drop matters. There are some deep parts adn somne shallow parts and that's where people die. We float in the air for a while, then land, and then watch some people behind us swimj casually down the whole thing and I feekl stranbge about how dangerous I thiought it was.. Then we float through a painting and end of on a frozen lake. We meet my brother in law and his scnauzer and give the dog the bison we'd hunted. He's a happy mini scnauzer.

Dreamed on 2017.02.06 We hired personal trainers to get us in shape, but they just stole our cars for two weeks and charged us for the time we spent walking.

Dreamed on 2017.01.17.0936 Walked for several days to get to the new apartment I'll be living in while going to school. Rachel walked with me. Along the way, I met a talking ermine who accompanied us on the journey and became a very close friend. Upon arriving, I invited him to move in with us, but he apologized and said he had a wife and kids he had to get back to. I invited them all to move in with us, but I had to go inside and move in now and he had to go back to them, and once I went through the door we wouldn't have contact again. We made a plan hoping to meet up outside at the bench at some point, but with no guarantee that it would happen. Later, sleeping in a terrible half-destroyed cabin with a collection of other students. Staying quiet in the night so we don't get in trouble. At length and after some suspicion, snuck down into a basement. Attacked by black birds; turned into an owl to fight back and killed them. Collected the feathers. Resumed normal shape.

Dreamed on 15.11.30.0839 Rachel and I enter the crowded chamber just as the country's national anthem starts to play. We realize (with delight) that the king and his retinue are in this chamber. As all the citizens around us sing loudly and happily, the king begins to dance, fluff his outfit, and effectively expand his silhouette like and angel beginning to raise its wings -- his clothing is now about twice as wide and his shoulders are a quarter taller than his height. As the song ends he somehow explodes all the extra space in his clothing out in a burst of pine branches which the crowd rushes to gather. Rachel and I acquire some, but most have lost most of their needles. The only really good branch we find has to be defended carefully.

Dreamed on 2016.12.25.0716 In the middle of a war. I'm using daggers. Many are using swords. Some are using pistols (like in the D&D setting I'm in). Our side is losing, it seems, and then I get stabbed in the side -- the dagger still sticking out of me. Everyone hesitates for a moment and we know the end of everything for our side is imminent. One man swings a sword at me, but I manage to catch it, redirect his motion, disarm him, decapitate him, and decapitate the man on the other side of me. I fight with someone for a pistol (as he drops it on the floor), then efficiently take out several more. We ultimately win and I get seen my a doctor (at first he says I'm fine, but then I show him the wound. He checks it out a bit, cleans it, but doesn't sew it up, then tells me to rest while he sees "more serious injuries" and I'm not sure if this is true or a polite way of saying I have no hope. But I did well. I lay down and rest.

Dreamed on 2016.12.22.0501 reading a story in which macduff kills smaug (who is actually tom riddle who killeded his other 6 brothers and turned them into pet dragons and he's human)

Dreamed on 15.11.17.2352 In a large supermarket? or movie theater? Struggling to get out among the masses of people in light of the event. I make it back to the house earlier than Rachel and start securing the house--see her, greet her excitedly, finish securing the house together. Realize that one of the rooms (the greenhouse-y room where we grow... peppers? mushrooms? something like that that we've managed to grow in this dusty world--is open to the outside except for flaps of plastic and can't be secured. Men show up in motorcycles and we hide and listen and watch as they find the greenhouse and talk about the vegetables--they leave without taking any, but we know they'll be back now. What can we do in this world if we don't want to live by violence, but we still want to live?

Dreamed on 2016.12.09.0416 Company hires well trained ambitious young people with no real connections. Promises that if they devote two years of their lives, entirely, to working crazy hard, they'll make enough money to live the rest of their lives on. Hops them up on drugs so much (meth?) that they work for 21 hours a day. Hang out for 1.5 hours, then sleep (medically induced) for 1.5 hours. Mostly so into the cycle of what they do that they don't stop to process the disappearances, which are supposedly people retiring immediately at the two year mark. You'd think that maybe they are just killed and the company keeps all the money that the person thought they were making. That's happened, sure. But the company finds it more profitable to just re-assign workers to different locations every two years with enough drugs to not notice that they never get to spend any of the money they think they're earning. Time also becomes a blur, as well as their eternally future p

Dreamed on 2016.12.28.0819 Epic battle for our combined nations is raging -- swords, fire storm, monsters, catapults, and all of it set in the ruins of an ancient labyrinthine castle half-excavated. The two other kings and I (and a servant) join up and plunge further into the ruins - we are driven and purposeful when a woman stops us. Safety, this way, she says. Logically, I say no. We are not here to find safety or to run from our troubles. But she offers safety once again and we accept even though it goes against our interests and makes no sense. When we each take her hand I feel mine burn as if I'm touching the flames of hell, but then of course, suddenly, I don't feel that because that wouldn't make any sense. I don't wonder how each of us has taken her hand. She leads us deeper and deeper into the ruins, into places never before explored, away from the war, and we find the ruins give way to exceptional halls and she leads us ultimately to a banquet hall and giv