East Coast Wobble

Dreamed on 2019.01.20.0821 I was swimming laps, but we got cut off by the garbage truck driving by. I did the thing I do when cars cut me off (lean back, look aghast, gesture with arms out), and they just flipped me off. My swimming shift was done, so I got in the lifeguard chair. The garbage workers WERE the current olympic swimteam, just doing their thing to get the pool ready for their workout. One of the kids, who was also one of my students, picked up a coffee tin full of water and slung it at me, water and metal and all. He missed. I tried to protest, but he picked up an empty blackbean can (full of water) and slung that too. I had to dodge -- which is hard in a lifeguard chair, yeah? -- so that it didn't rip a chunk of my nose off. Anyway, accusations were made and they (the Wolves) showed up gang like saying things like, "What, he threw a can of water at him? He works at a pool. It's just water" and being all defensive. Anyway, I owned the land and ended up...

Dreamed on 15.10.28.0605 He lingered on the last page after all the others had left before slipping down between the cracks in the poetry. Deftly he made his way and sure enough, beside the entryway in one of the rooms that the idiot protagonist had had to flood in order to gain entry to the massive and ancient building he found her lying in the casket. You found me, she said. He smiled. You're dead, he said. Hush now. You know as well as I do that the rules apply differently here. Kiss me and perhaps I'll come back to life. ... How did you find me? No one else has. It was obvious, to me at least. The whole plan was to hide you in plain sight. In line 72, for example, it says.... No, wait -- please don't quote line numbers. It makes me feel... lesser. Okay. Would you like to stay a while? They smiled at each other.

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 2017.02.03.0647 "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 2015.09.13.1031 Equivalent of a phone call, but using spoons. I know, but go with me on this. Obviously set in the future, though socially my high school years. We couldn't meet in person today, for reasons, but I'm holding two spoon-like objects, one of which includes her hologram, sitting with legs hooked over the edge and looking around. We're trying to get somewhere and I know it's important I keep the spoon balanced, but we're in a hurry and I have good balance, so I run and jump with several carefully placed steps across a river sort of thing in the downtown area. When I sat on the other side, she wasn't in the spoon anymore. "Hello?" I asked. "Yes?" she responded. She must have climbed out of the seat that allowed you to be projected but left the device operational so we could still talk. "Sorry, did I get you too close to the water on that?" She hesitates then, unrelated to anything we've been talking abou...

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 2014.07.01.2054 The child knelt at the water's edge. Torches flickered on the surface from across the still pond and he heard the drums of a great celebration -- boom boom bot kaboom kaboom botototot and so on, coupled every few repetitions with ecstatic ululation. He had seen the women whirling their orbits around the fire before, the gathered crowd drinking and socializing in varied states of normalcy and revelry. But tonight the child knelt, alone, at the water's edge. He dipped his hands in the water, and raised them to his face, cooling himself despite the already cool night. At this point the child noticed a glowing in the water, ten paces out, deep beneath the surface. He tilted his head slightly and stared -- the only logical explanation was that it was a will-o-the-wisp, one of those tricksome fairy creatures that lured you into sure danger. He'd heard stories and always assumed they were legend only -- he never thought he'd ever see one. If on...

Dreamed on 2014.12.07.0716 I was probably invited because I'm an empath, I suppose. One of my students had a younger brother, ages ago, but he died in an old stone building built into the side of a cliff. A ruin from another age. After he died, the spring sprang back to life in the old well at the center of it. I'm not sure how they knew that now was the time to help put the boy to rest, but that was their decision and I was invited along. We climbed the stairs -- large old crackling stone stairs winding up along the inside of the outer wall of the building. When we reached the top, there was a well, overflowing with water which let itself out into a sizable pool on the floor, which then flowed along a deep basin and poured off the edge of the building as a waterfall. I felt his presence strongly here, and I knew he felt ours as well, because after we said a few words, a thick, thick cloud of mist and fog rolled out from the well and enveloped us, then moved away above ...

Dreamed on 2014.10.25.1415 Climbing up steep cliffside which eventually gives way to a lattice-work of logs and branches, some more secure than others. I know there is a cave ahead of me on the other side of the log-mesh I'm climbing, but beneath me there is whitewater so white that I can see neither rocks nor blue water, but rushing whiteness that might as well be cloud. I know that to fall would be to fall for many ages, and that I must have sure footing as I pick my way onward.

Dreamed on 2014.10.11.0828 Note: Play "sometimes our dreams float like anchors" by William Elliott Whitmore in the background (it was stuck in my head when I woke up). At a large party with people. I have a friend/neighbor with me. Decide to go underwater for a bit and record a video (I have a new goPro that I want to play with -- it's a fingertip --about as thick as a finger print -- and it records whatever I'm pointing at. This works well, as my suit is also set to propel me by pointing with that same finger whenever I accelerate by a gesture with my other hand. We cruise around for a while and find cool bubbles to film (note that our suits cover our face and let us breathe automatically, and this whole transition from air to water is second nature by now. Water can be scary because of the waves and forces that can move you suddenly, but air can be equally scary because you notice gravity more, you move slower, waves that manage to hit you in the air do more t...

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 2014.08.0947 Going to the local swimming pool with Rachel's upright bass in one hand and my guitar in the other. It costs a bit to get in, but there's a region in the very back (on a picnic table in a grassy area) that's free if you're just going to practice or perform. As I head there a guy wearing black with shaved sides of his head and gauges in his ears talks to me. Asks where I'm headed and if he can listen (says he can try to keep most of the other goths from fan-boy harassing me there. I say I don't mind either way). When we're there, I play a little bit on each, but mainly there's a (non-goth) kid who won't stop asking questions about where in town we're from, what direction is it from here (no, don't say north, point), what middle school and what grade school did we go to, etc.

Dreamed on 2014.07.19.0837 Back in high school! I'm supposed to go to gym class, but evne though my gym class in in the field, I've been asssgned to finish the test for my swimming class so I go to [REDACTED]'s gymclass. it turns out that they're not doing tests anyway, so I hang out and swim around for a bit. There are kids who are asking qeuestions that I help, and I become a sort of TA for the class. One kid has a question in spanish that I help with, then I talk with parents who are picking their kids up at the end. I realize at one point that I should have been at my actually assigned class, but we decide that it's fine. In the dream I'm in this strange region somewhere between student and teacher.

Dreamed on 2013.07.30.0814 "Well, it's cause I forgot my swim suit. So they let me have one, but it cost me 50 tokens, so when I played the first game where I planned on earning all my tokens (ski ball), I was barely able to keep any of them. That's why I didn't get to win as many other things." He accepts my explanation and I get in while he goes on to keep trying to encourage others to get into the pool. There are two slides - a basic one that drops you in the water, and a trick one. It's a trick one because some people are able to do flips off the end of it and others, by pointing their toes and leaning back) are able to skim along the surface for a while. We try them, and it's awesome. Then we start exploring and find a hidden area between the base of the two slides, carved out of the wall. There's a little gate to open to get in which prevents too much water from mixing between them -- once we're in, it starts heating up and getting foam...

Dreamed on 2013.02.25.0500 Ben and I got in the water at the end of the bay at the lodge -- he was more frustrated than I that there was a new law that we couldn’t cut the seaweed stuff ourselves anymore that was growing from the bottom. So we started swimming up river, and it turns out that there'd been a flood and there was some wreckage near the first rapids we got to. I found a long string going into the water and worked to remove it in case there was a hook at the end. There wasn't -- just a closed lock, so I knew it couldn’t hurt anyone. A little further up stream we found a central island of wood.. a kiosk sort of thing -- I should mention that this seemed a small stream that was thoroughly urban -- like a flooded street or path or something, at this point. Anyway, there was a garage sale on that island, There were a lot of OLD computery things. I was interested in some old nintendo games and controllers and Ben wanted a huge bag of old paintings and fuzzy posters ...

Dreamed on 2013.07.11.0559 also we're camping at Ragnarok (but with really strange terrain, though it made sense at the time) and it starts raining crazy hard so we go to check on our tent and it's fine (and Bee is fine in it). But some people ask who we are and why we're camping with them. I realize I had called [REDACTED] to see if it's okay for us to camp in SCA camp, and I had the wrong number so his brother answered and said it was fine, but they weren't in charge of the camp -- that [REDACTED] was (why her? She's not even in SCA as far as I know). Anyway, it turns out it is fine, but we have to follow their rules and everything.

Dreamed on 2014.02.09.0415 Find a bit of hollow rock in a cool funnel-ish stalagmite shape and rinse it and it's all coppery inside. Don't really want to carry stuff, but it's cool. Start walking again, then find a lot more of these cool coppery rocks with tools and water for rinsing, strewn across the path. It's a dig and geologists have been uncovering these. Walking further. I'm in a state park, apparently, and I find a gorgeous hollow rock with very fancy crystal displays and maybe gold in it. Think about taking it. I pick it up and take my shirt off to put over it so no one else will realize what an amazing thing I found and am stealing from the park. Then I realize it's part of a large collection. I ask nearby park staff dude who stocks them, and he's not allowed to give his opinion on it, but I get the sense that he recommends I leave it here with the others. We talk a bit and he's cool and I start to realize that I will leave it here because...

Dreamed on 2013.06.019.0819 Thor/Loki-like brothers (but mortal) fighting over who owned a piece of land (well, water, really, for some reason. I think it included land, but they were wrestling/struggling in the water. Eventually, a deal is made. They take a drinking horn and cut it in half, then they draw a line in their heads. Until the gods rejoin the halves of that horn, they shall neither of them cross that line again in search of conflict.

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.