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    1. Getting started...

      by , 09-27-2012 at 04:34 PM
      Ok. Time to get this DJ started.

      Dream activity has been picking up, though only of the common sort. That is why I'm not going into detail. Very little of it anyway, but the basic themes of late have centered on 'losing my car', 'mildly erotic' and 'being a subordinate or peripheral actor in a situation'.

      Going to the parking lot or the driveway and discovering my car isn't anywhere to be found. The first time it was my car from High School, an Olds 442 muscle car. On waking, putting 2 and 2 together I remembered the tag on my current car reads '442abc'. In the first case, the 442 was confiscated by my parents because a neighbor reported that I had been driving recklessly. Fact was, I accidentally ‘popped the clutch’ leaving the High School parking lot and tore through a person’s yard. My bad.

      At any rate, bye-bye dream car. It occurred to me that a recent hail-storm damaged my Mini which upset me quite a bit. The storm snuck up on me and I couldn’t get it in the garage in time. The hail-stones were too big to take one on the head! So I just wrung my hands and waited for it to pass.

      In the second situation, only last night, I leave a gathering at my house, similar to the first house my wife and I purchased, and my car isn’t in the driveway, on the street or anywhere. The car I was looking for was the first ‘nice’ car we purchased - a BMW.

      A little further detail because it is still fresh: I had offered a guest a drink, but I had only Scotch. He didn’t drink Scotch so I offered to go to the store and buy what he liked. Also, my wife in the dream wasn’t anybody I knew and she had cut her hair almost to a buzz. Hmmm.

      An intern in a posh law firm: Some time back, in this situation, I lost a million dollars cash - just misplaced it. And recently I get confused in a mountain of paperwork. The point is, I’m not a partner but a low-down intern, beginner. This doesn’t sit well with me. And finally, last night, I’m at a picnic pavilion and there is a large party assembling. I’m not one of them, but I spy a grocery sack full of fried chicken and steal a drumstick off the top. Surely they won’t miss it.

      I woke up and had something to eat.
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