FryingMan

+ I'm really mad at a guy, he's walking my dog the wrong way. He's not using the 2-dimensional leash/wall the right way. I see my old dog.

+ I'm in bed, apparently outdoors. The sun is shining down on the blankets making it too warm. I think it's just not possible to fall back asleep once the sun is fully shining down on you and decide to get up

+ I'm in bed with my wife, dozing, awake. Our bed is outside in some yard. We're house watching a house for somebody else, but we don't go inside. I think it would be nice to go inside because it's a large house. I don't want the neighbours looking at us, it's probably illegal to sleep outside. The house we're watching has a nice looking motorcycle with an oange front guard, I wonder if the owner would let me ride it. We're up, I see lots of little bits pieces of fluff / paper all over the ground and in the dimples of our mattress, I pick a few of them up and then stop. I think I want to go get my dog who's down the street in the car.

+ summary: Lake Tahoe Blackjack vacation with best friend MR

Arriving at a location (flying), it's a train station, and someone tells me the tall windows are there so that people who live there can stand at the windows and peek out, I think they might flash passers-by. Still flying, arrive at the parking lot for our casino. The building is alone on an wide open flat area, not very large. The parking lot is large and mostly empty, I see about 5 vehicles in the lot and think "woohoo not too crowded we'll have a great time at the tables!". I circle over the parking lot flying backwards quickly in celebration. On the ground I imagine entering and finding an empty blackjack table.

Inside at the table, MR and I are getting ready to sit down to play blackjack. I want to sit at 1st base, MR is behind the stable standing next to the left of the dealer, he wants to be there but I tell him they won't allow it, and a pit guy tells him the same. MR says he has a very particular place where he wants to sit, so I move down the table towards 3rd base, there's some guy there standing in the very middle of the table and I try to manoeuvre around him, and think about asking him to move down, but I don't.

We get to playing. I'm trying to count cards but keep realising I've forgotten the count. I'm trying to count the cards as they come out. I almost count a 2 but then remember that only 3-4-5-6, 10s get counted. At one point the dealer is dealing both on the regular table and on a diagonally slanted table to the left of our table near the floor, many cards are quickly gathered up I don't have the chance to see them.

At one point I'm holding the bottom few cards of a deck while the dealer deals out the rest, and I hand him the rest of the deck.

My friend is networking with people more than playing . I say ("he went to <XYZ> business school!").

I'm counting my "chips," which have turned into knitted white little doilies, I'm separating them to figure out how much money i have. My initial buy-in was for $100, I think I'm *way* down (to about $30) but it turns out I'm close to even.

One hand, I'm dealt an 11 (9-2 I think) and the dealer shows an Ace. "Gotta double!" I say and put out more chips. I have a 19. The dealer draws a bunch of little cards including another ace, and apparently makes "21", I'm upset, then another "3" card pokes out from the pile of dealer cards, the dealer has busted! I wonder how many times the dealer cheats by hiding cards to avoid busting.

I get confused between the cashier and a small table. I think "time to color up?" and hand in my chips. I get a receipt back instead of cash, I wonder at that for a bit but figure it's a way to keep the player in the casino. I read the receipt to confirm, I can't find the money amount, I am closely looking at the receipt, moving my finger tip over the words line by line (they look like real words, nothing is blurry) but I don't see the amount. They say the balances are listed by the names, I see my wife's name, I eventually see my balance, something like $136, I'm up $36, woohoo. In pencil written on top of the receipt is "45 burrito", they tell me that's good for "a 45 minute burrito meal" in the restaurant. I imagine the restaurant is a buffet and that they must time the comp'd meals of they'd lose money.

Sitting at a blackjack table I smell something. I hear someone way "smoke." I stand up and go outside the automatic double glass doors into an atrium and see smoke and smell it more strongly and see people walking around. My chips are left on the table, I return and see my chips (a green stack) and MR's chips (a blue stack) there are people standing next to them (former H VP from "Be" company?), nobody's taken them.

I think about offering MR to drive in the morning to my favorite Tahoe beach. Even though it's winter I would still love to go there, I haven't been there for years even though I've been back to California several times since we've left. I'd offer to drive there so MR can continue sleeping.

nap / melatonin hangover:

+ (semi-lucid/bold) goosing in the crowd. Every one is facing away from me. There's an old woman, yuck no, there's an old man standing next to her, he seems inexplicably more attractive, but no, see a hot girl and go to give her a "full body" hug from the back while I experience the dream fading feeling.

+ I'm trying to turn off all the lights in an outdoor covered hallway. There are many light switches, all of which work to turn off another light. The main character (me?) drops his pants, and I observe that the servants all copy dropping the pants down to their knees, I see the male's "stuff" but the women only slightly push down their pants, nothing is visible.

+ job offer from JR ("Re" company colleague) (in a wheelchair). JR keeps after me about this position: they offer me fully paid training and then the job. I'm concerned I'll be away from my main job too long and get fired. RM (the VP) is following me while I try to ask JR if RM knows about this offer, JR says yes, in fact RM is behind the whole deal. Some (black?) girls say I should take the training option that is in Africa instead of South America. I'm surprised the training is outside of the US at all.