FryingMan

+ racquetball, watching people play through the glass, watching a point being played, they're good, hitting low along the right-hand side of the court. The service looks long but they start to play, they're using all the walls including the back wall. I look at my shoes before entering the court? I'm thinking I need to warm up a bit before playing, maybe practice some serves

+(f?) There is a (cat?) way up in a tree and I need to get it down, it's a friend's? It's stuck up there. I'm thinking of using TK to start with, but I decide instead to have a person up in the tree drop it to me and I'll catch it. I miss it and it splats on the pavement and I'm sad about this and start cooing over it hoping it's not hurt

+ in a kitchen (I think it's mine) with a close up view of one wall above the counter. I'm looking at the grouted tiles and fine a lose bit of grout and pull it out, and something long small and fast is underneath and starts running quickly along the top of the first level of tiles to the right. At first I think it's a mouse but it looks more like a slug. It's moving fast. I think "a ha, so this is how they get in, behind the grout/tiles!" It's still running along the tile/grout line turns a corner and runs along the wall to the right. There's a 2nd one running there now, too. I take a stick and flick the first one out to the ground where it keeps running. It's like a small bulbous bug now. I decide to step on it lightly and I feel it "pop" sickeningly under my foot. It's not dead just disabled there wiggling its legs. I flick the 2nd one to the floor and step on it, too.

+ [very vivid[ taking a tour of rooms in a house? sort of a ranch house. The house is now mine? Look into a bedroom, and there is a small bed along the left wall in the entry area, and there is a very disturbing stain, looks like blood or other dark bodily fluids, coming from under the pillow. I (or narrator?) says something about "well what do you expect with old people?". The stain reaches the edge of the bed and starts leaking and pooling on to the floor. As I enter the room I expect to smell something horrible from that but don't smell anything.

I'm moving about the room opening windows to check the view. One window is very narrow (about 3 inches) and taped shut. I pull it open and I see it looks out not to the outside but into another room, large, that looks like a barn, I say "hey this one looks out into the barn." I look out another window and see it looks into a stone/brick large open "family room" I'm then walking in a corridor towards this room and think hey this place is great they have an amazing large brick room complex, too. I find the entrance and it feels cold a little bit from the stone and enter it. There are large oil/gas tanks here, I think this is a house on the very edge of an oil processing plant. I have a view outside and I see a sweeping vista of green pine trees but in the foreground are large oil storage tanks. I wonder about the tanks getting refilled.