East Coast Wobble

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 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 2009.09.15 With the van already loaded full, and stranded at our destination by the sudden flood of rainwater and melting snow, we had no choice but to return home by boat. This was not a significant problem. The difficulty arose when we were forced to attempt loading up the solo canoe and two kayaks with the rest of the boxes and furniture that had to be moved from my parents' house to the apartment. Many things were tucked inside the boats or tied to the outside. My brother's decision to strap an armchair upside down to the back of his kayak was probably one of the more problematic issues we dealt with. As far as I can remember, though, we got off onto our journey safely.

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 2014.02.0529 go under cover at several stores in order to complete a study of which stores' employees are better or worse at avoiding annoying and time-wasting small talk. The one I'm at in the dream failed, and I tell them so. Why would I care about the superbowl? Anyway, I start organizing some of the furniture in their displays, dusting, and turning lights on, until I see two students from last year discussing things at a table. They're planning to move into an apartment soon (for school) and are looking at different options. The apartment I'm living in right now (according to the dream) and several others I've had recently are right there (different hallways open into sample rooms which happen to have been mine) and I talk about why the current one is better than all others. These apartments bear no resemblance to any which I've lived in in non-dream life. Then eventually Rachel and someone and I have to escape from the building which is filled ...

Dreamed on 2014.02.09.0415 Elaborate dream about helping one of the Penn State astro-grads move out of his apartment on Pinckney street (in Madison, WI). It starts off normal enough (except for how much cereal he has - like, literally, fifty boxes each of four types of cereal stacked on a giant pallet). It gets weirder when they set up a prezi in the moving van to show us what to do and some of my jewelry is broken and my keys are missing. I'm dressed very stylishly though. There's also an apartment opening up that has a job connected with it. You get paid 200 dollars per month to live there, but you have to be a candy striper as a job (literally putting stripes on candy), and that's all you get paid. We make fun of the job/apartment. As I'm helping, I'm dressed very stylishly in a top hat, cane, and long-tailed coat. Maybe a cape, too. All black and silver. Also, the other apartments in the building are so crowded that people have to leave their musical instr...

Dreamed on 2014.02.08.0852 People letting their dogs out everywhere, mostly on leashes. Our dog (not Bee, some kind of papillon silliness) looks super friendly, but is super scared of all other dogs and will bite them in the face. I try to explain this to people -- it's not a behavior, but a specific disorder that she has -- but they keep saying it won't be a problem and getting their dogs too close. I manage to keep them away until one without a leash runs up, so I pick up our dog and run away. Then, suddenly, every waterspout in the field turns on and there is nowhere to stay dry. The dog and her companion are next to me and rather than being dogs, now they are something aquatic -- like blue sea slugs (glaucus atlanticus) -- and they can talk. We discuss the meaning of the word agnostic and the philosophy of uncertainty, until my brother (not my real life brother, but I'm not real-life me either) comes up and says we're late to swear fealty to the king. Also, our ...

Dreamed on 2009.09.11 The house was a sprawling thing, hugging the rocks and cliffs of the hill in a way that, while perhaps initially fearful, had given way to a calm and organic trust. While conventional wisdom would count three separate floors for the house, the new owners knew that conventional wisdom did not apply here. Some rooms were higher, lower, above, or below other, but they were not separate floors, even though the porch out back from the kitchen did have stairs that went to the lower bedroom and a ladder up to the study. It was a quiet and waiting place, a place where the imposition of ticking clocks would be a sacrilege on the timelessness that let you swim in each intaken breath, and not worry about anything that someone else thought needed to be done. While the rest of his family was moving in, a young boy sprinted down a flight of stairs, through a hall, out a door, over a bit of porch and onto a rock, a huge section of bedroom exposed like a bald giant's sk...