FryingMan

+ I enter a house -- standard suburban ranch-style. The owner/occupant is a man lying on a couch in the living room. We exchange some words, he has some advice for me? In his house is a large collection of red-felt covered billiard/pool tables. They are mostly odd sized, far smaller than regulation. Some are stacked on on top of the others. I'm looking for a more or less regulation sized tabled, but don't see one. We're sitting at a counter and talking and I notice through the glass walls/windows [DREAM SIGN] that the next door neighbor's yard is completely flooded. It's a medium-sized rectangular yard and there is about a foot or more of standing water there. I point this out to the billiard table guy.

+ driving around looking for an open taco place, but it's only 9am, I'll probably have to wait until at lest noon before one opens. I'm looking in through the front from the parking lot but I don't see any lights on.

+ at F&D G's house, there's a kid playing video games on the couch. I go and sit with them and look at the controller he's using.