East Coast Wobble

Dreamed on 2015.09.06.0902 We had already settled into the campsite, but he wasn't there. It's fine, I told my mom -- brother had to finish up at work, pack all his things, drive all the way to the put in, then paddle down to here. Surely he got off to a late start and he must be on the river already and that's why he's not answering his phone. I get out my gopro to try calling him on anyway, but then realize that the gopro does not have phone capabilities. While I'm watching for him, I realize I'm looking out the window of the house I grew up in and watching down the road for a car to turn the corner, but there are no car marks in the freshly fallen snow (could a car even drive through that? Kids with shovels have cleared a small area to play and the snow looks one or two feet deep. I should probably help shovel, though brother won't be able to drive through here until the plows go by anyway. Not sure why we're camping in the snow -- thought we had ca...

Dreamed on 2014.12.30.0331 Brother is harassing me in typical brotherly ways (chasing me around the house while taunting me so I almost run into things) because my head is suddenly turning bald and scabby. As mom says, we always knew this was going to happen. It's starting from the front of the head, which is unfortunate. It should be done balding entirely in a week or so. I can tell the brotherly abuse is in good humour, though.

Dreamed on 2014.08.26.2241 what must be at least a square mile or more of rushing waves and rapids crashes down over the point and sides of a submerged promontory in sweeping rushes. I project myself and my boat out and over them in my mind, imagine washing down the tongues of water and over the curl backs, plotting a course most likely to keep me from a watery demise. It's night time, and we decide that none of us should run this rapids. Black night time, though we hear the roar all around us, we see only small patches dimly lit nearby by moon glow as we run across the metal grating boardwalk while half-drunk in insane awe at the power of the river. I stop my brother from falling off the railing several times as we careen randomly about the place. Then my cousins and some of our friends from childhood show up.

Dreamed on 2014.07.29.0628 gorgeous wooden mansion that my parents bought - huge place, with a huge yard with hhuge old growth trees (though after the recent rain, the ground is damp beneath my feet). Brief anger at the cars who zoom past me and drive across the yard, but it's forgiven when it turns out to be more of the Olson Clan coming to join us.It is a good place and we will do well here. It should have cost 900,000, but my dad was able to get it for 10,000 instead becuase of things. sssssssssssssssssssssApparently it was built for the Pandora Researchc Poroject.

Dreamed on 2014.08.25.2259 driving home from vacation with my parents and brother and grandma and grandpa -- we can't all fit in the one car though, but no one else seems to acknowledge that, none of them see the problem. I point out that I drove and I have another car we should probably use, but my dad says no, it's more efficient to take just one car. Everyone's getting ready to pick my car up and flip it over on top of the other car as if it were a canoe, so we can just drive one car back and carry the other by locking the car racks together. I'm fed up with them and I know it's a bad idea, so I protest by sitting on the curb a good distance away and not helping.

Dreamed on 2013.06.14.0814 The snow was heavy and the mountains taller than I expected as we make our way to the skiing hill. We pass the sledding hill first, and I’d rather stop there, but George (Anne’s friend) is already waiting for us at at the top of the next rise for skiing. We go up this rise and are about to go down, when we read (and argue about) the sign. It doesn’t say not to ski down the main trail because it’s the main trail and already packed down by walkers (which it is), it simply warns about bears and suggests staying on the main trail. Since this hill/mountain is enormous, we all take skis off so we can sit on them and slide down. In the process, I accidentally slip and kick some snow as I fall over which hits my dad in the eyes. He swears at me and starts to slide down the hill. (He holds a grudge for the rest of this dream -- that and the swearing are not at all what I would actually expect from my dad, even though in the dream I thought, “yeah, he’s like that....

Dreamed on 2014.03.28.0439 railroad ties at my parents' house need moving, but I can't get the water spigot to turn off in the yard after I bumped it. Janitor Joe is in a forklift and says not to worry. He pick the railroad ties up and is only barely able to throw them -- not in the right direction, but it works. I have to jump and catch the basketball hoop so they don't hit me. Instead they only brush my feet (and break the garage door). Then I'm sorting my armor when I hear my dad come home and realize we forgot my grandma's birthday! It's Friday though, so I suggest we drive there for dinner still.

Dreamed on 2014.04.03.0636 in a large pirates of the caribbean era boat with immediate family and some cousins/aunts/uncles. Pat wants to go swimming (she means scuba diving), and as soon as she says so the entire boat starts to flip over. It gets to be completely on its side before I throw myself on the opposite wall and flip it back upright. There are large large windows of glass here that, when the boat is leaning, show us portals into that dark blue abyss.

Dreamed on 2014.04.02.0637 white water kayaking but playing frisbee at the same time. i'm swimming and diving upstream past family members

Dreamed on 2011.08.31 move into new apartment (not the same new one as in real life) -- see how far wireless reaches. (Talking with grant while doing so) Remove wall panel sections to access clothing for a large game of dressing up funny with the extended Olson family. Then we play with cute kittens. But after people leave, they attack me -- sinking teeth in and not letting go. One on each hand, can't do anything but yell until my dad pries one loose with purple plastic clothes hanger (which breaks and splinters into my skin also).

Dreamed on 2013.02.27.0600 We’re getting into the car to drive home from the lake, but grandpa got in the wrong car and started driving away. We pulled alongside and tried to yell and honk, but no luck. The car was an RV, actually, with many other people in it. I pulled in front of it and stopped, and it had to stop too. We all got out and tried to surround the house, but there was gunfire. (It was actually a house now, not just an rv). It turns out there was a will buried in the yard in an old leather book, and I dug it up, and the people inside wanted it. This has nothing to do with anyone in my family now, and more to do with the show Supernatural. I asked if the will wouldn’t apply if we shot it, and someone put two bullet holes through it before someone else answered no, that it wouldn’t matter. There was running and fighting and sneaking and stuff. I turned a corner and knocked out the evil woman by slamming the big leather book into her face.

Dreamed on 2014.02.0846 We're all inside the completely empty hull of a giant boat during a storm. There's a loud crash as each mast breaks one at a time and crashed through the deck with a pile of rubble that we below must dodge. Each one that does is followed by a short report on an ancient crackly radio. Once all four giant masts have crashed in, we are no longer moving and must evacuate before the whole thing crushes us. I explore and find a winding passage up onto the deck, which is made of crumbling asphalt. After I explain the route to others, I climb over fallen debris to our locker area and look through my things. I snag my stormcrow knife that I got at Ragnarok last year, a haversack, a quiver, some arrows, several pencil sharpeners (for sharpening new arrows), a waterskin, and several other odds and ends. I find my dad analyzing the site of one of the collapses. He explains what happened, and we make a plan for where to go.

Dreamed on 2013.08.16.0848 Driving back to the family reunion -- grandpa is driving, I'm riding along, and Lisa and Ryan are in the car -- there's a house with a sign worth seeing, so we pull off the road, drive up a gravel driveway, and look at the sign. The building is closed, but we read its hours and decide to come back tomorrow. Now grandpa is still driving, but my dad is in the passenger seat and Rachel and I are in the backseat. As we drive down the gravel road, I realize we are going much too fast, considering the cliff on the other side of the main road and how sharp of a turn we'll need to make. We drive off the cliff. In the air, I exchange a glance with my mom (who is apparently in the car now) and kiss Rachel and squeeze her hand. This sort of thing always happens in dreams, I think, but this time it's different. With all of us waiting silently in the car, the car lands. At one point it seems to be sitting, undamaged, like normal, and we realize we ar...

Dreamed on 2014.02.19.0802 moving into the basement of an old woman's house. She's friendly enough, and her little yappy type dog is friendly too, even if loud. While Rachel is setting up one of our rooms in the basement, I realize that there's a sub-basement below that and I decide to use some of the space there as my closet. The next day, the woman volunteers to drive us home (to Wisconsin), but we have extra time so we decide to stop in St. Louis halfway through the day. Now I'm in my parents' minivan and my dad is driving and the whole family is in it and we're driving out on some sketchy wooden docks onto the river. There's a 1-2 foot gap between some of the section of floating wooden bridge, and I'm trying to say that this is a bad idea, we're supposed to walk here not drive, and can we go park somewhere? But the car makes it alright. Then we get to the last one and there's a five foot horizontal gap AND the last platform is five feet a...

Dreamed on 2013.08.17.0655 In preparation for a family reunion unrelated to last night's dream, I'm helping my parents get their house ready for company and I receive a phone call from someone I've never heard of, who is apparently the son of my relatives Bruce and Lisa (not Olson). Over the phone he sounds like a pretty young kid, but he says he's about my age and named Fennec. I later confirm this with my mom. Also I'm out at a restaurant and get some FANTASTIC looking dessert to take home (like a large pan of creme brulee bars), which I forget about, and Rachel left her pile of things outside the public bathroom, and I found it all an hour later when I went back to use them anyway, and the chef at the restaurant who delivered the dessert (apparently I was the first one ever to have ordered it, and he was very proud) also gave me a thing that was 9 short logs all interwoven in a flat thing that can be burned for good luck, so I take that home for the night's...