One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy

I'm walking up the stairs of a tall building. It's a shaky metal staircase, like a fire escape. When I reach the top, the character Frank Costanza (from Seinfeld) is running around the room collecting flares. And then he's fighting with another guy. I help him. Then he and I start walking back down the stairs.

Then suddenly it's my mother instead (groan). She asks me if I am divorced. I say I was never married. She warns me not to join a gang. I say I'm too old to even consider that. I'm annoyed that she would even think to ask these things. Then she says she's pregnant. I'm initially shocked but try not to reveal it. Horrified, really. I do my best to act congratulatory without judging.

I'm getting a little annoyed with my mother and sister appearing in my dreams lately. They are boring and annoying.

I'm in an unfamiliar bedroom. I see a strange machine in the room. I intuit that it was installed over night as I slept. The machine is mounted on the wall at eye level. It looks like an X-ray machine in a doctor's office. It has an arm that extends out in any direction. At the end of the arm is something that looks like a camera, but it blows out air. I examine the controls and figure out that it's a heater/air conditioner. I turn it on and learn that it has a motion sensor. It detects me and the arm extends and follows me around the room, blowing cold air on me to cool me down. I think this is quite ingenious except that the air follows too close for comfort. Like a person staring too close.

Then I notice that the machine is mounted on a chest of drawers. The chests seems damaged under the weight of the machine and the mounting is blocking the drawers from opening. The furniture is painted white with bright red drawers and round metal handles. I remark that the workmen must have been sloppy to install the machine where it is blocking the drawers. I move the machine off so that I can open the drawers.

Inside the drawers I find a bunch of old stuff; bools, journals, and trinkets. I suppose it belongs to the family but I don't recognized any of it. I sift through it, reading some of the journals. Then my mother and sister enter (groan). They start going through the stuff as well. The sunlight is brighter now. I see a hot dog covered with mayonaise. I think to take it to the kitchen to add ketchup and mustard, but I'm hungry so I just chow down on it right there. My sister and I exchange some passive-aggressive banter per usual. She calls herself a "life-ist." I call her judgemental.

Now it seems it's getting dark. My mother and sister leave. I find on the other side of this bedroom a door to the front porch. It looks like the door of a convenience store. All glass and a wide bar handle that you push to open. Since it's getting dark, I look for the lock to secure the house for the night. There's a odd metal basket near the door lock. I intuit that it is to hold keys and change. Then a see a man just outside the door. He runs to the door and starts banging and screaming. I'm startled and wake up.

Mother and Sister Arguing
I'm in the Daisetta house. Mother and sister are arguing (as usual) in the kitchen. My mother calls my sister "stupid" and my sister is very sad and upset. For once, I defend my sister and call my mother stupid. I want to make her feel the same way my sister does so that see can feel empathy.

Kids
I have three kids, a boy of about 10, a girl, and a younger boy. They are playing around the house. I keep calling the oldest boy "Superman" but then I don't know what to call the younger boy. I think "Little Superman" or "Superman's Sidekick" but he doesn't want to be called little. Also in the house is Lance. It seems we're acting out a shooting game. He is sneaking around the house trying to reach the living room. I shoot him to defend.

Short Scary Lucid
I'm laying on a couch. I'm looking at myself in a mirror. But I know I'm wearing a sleep mask so I must be dreaming. I stand up and stablize. The room is mostly dark. In front of me is a window and behind me is the kitchen, somewhat like my real house. I walk into the kitchen and begin to recall a goal. I start to visualize a new scene. But I hear a creepy whispering voice that sounds like my sister. She says "Look what we found..." I fall through the floor to the level below. I'm not in a big empty room. Ahead I see a spotlight shining on one point of the floor that is covered with blood. I'm pulled toward the scene through the air. Slightly behind the spot light I can make out bloody bodies hanging from hooks on the sleep. I wake myself up.

Macy's
It's after the Super Bowl and I go to Macy's alone. The streets and the store are almost deserted, just a few people. I'm looking for some novelty to decorate my living room but I'm not sure what I'm looking for. As I enter, there's a salesman holding a deck of playing cards that light up. I think it's some kind of cheap magic trick. I ignore him and wander around the store, looking for something by nothing in particular if you know what I mean. I think I take a magazine. I've made a full loop around the store and didn't find anything. I see a different saleswomen now with the lit playing cards. She approaches me. She has blonde hair. She asks for my ZIP code and email address. I dodge the conversation, asking what the playing cards are. She pushes to get my ZIP code. I walk away. She walks to a nearby register and commiserates with another salesperson that she's not having any success selling the cards and she's frustrated. I haven't found anything so I intend to leave.

fragment
I recall that I awoke from an earlier dream. Probably about 5 hours of sleep. I tried to commit some detail to memory but I can't remember now.

Mother, Sister, Basketball
I'm in a house with my mother and sister. It's like the SAV house but not totally. I walk into my sisters bathroom and see points out the new sink. It's strange. The knob for the water is very high at eye level but the faucet and basin are at my knees. My sister is happy with it.

Then there's a delivery man at the door and my mother lets him in. I meet them in the living room. The delivery man is really tall, burly, and has a scraggly beard. I think to myself something like "wow, he's a big guy." There are a few boxes opened and scattered on the floor. There's also a huge basketball the size of a beach ball. I pick it up and dribble it. It's a little flat but it bounces. My mother turns over some of the other boxes. There's another basketball, this one normal size. I take that one in my other hand and dribble both. As I dribble them, they quickly become flat.

There's a song playing that has the name Jack in the lyrics. My mother and the deliver many sing along. Then delivery man exits through the front door. On this way out, he says to my mother "goodbye Jack". She corrects him, "no, I'm Josh". After he's gone, my sister says to my mother "if thought I was Josh." I reflect that they are both pretend to be men as some kind of cover to hide their identity.

Boat
I'm in a boat with my father. We are going up a narrow, rocky river to Seattle. We get nervous as the reckless captain barely steers around obstacles. Then a killer whale is following us. It's hard to tell if it's stalking us or just wants to play because it looks like it's smiling. The killer whale says something ominous. I forget exactly but it was something like "I wonder what they taste like?" I say, "I hope that's just something the trainer taught him to say." As if a killer whale could be taught to speak like a parrot without understanding the words it says.

Hotel Shower
I'm in a hotel room with my mother and sister. I'm examining the shower head. I want to replace it with a larger one that also has a flexible hose that can be detached. The shower is just a tub though and the faucet isn't high enough. I think I could install some pipe to extend it higher.
I leave the shower. My mother is ready to leave. Her hotel is 6 blocks away. I suppose we are in San Francisco. I ask her to wait 5 minutes so I can walk with her. My sister judges my clothes.