Mezzanine

Sleepy Andrew and the sandwiches of the week.

I was at my neighbor Andrew's house at the end of the cul-de-sac. I haven't been to his house since we were in middle school. We were in his room just hanging out and I noticed he had two dressers. On top of one of them was a tv. Over to the left, there was a posterboard with names of sandwiches in a grid. Each column represented a day of the week. I was looking at it trying to figure out a pattern and just when I think I have it figured out, I turned back around to find another tv had materialized on the second dresser. I look to see where Andrew went and he's passed out on top of his bed face down with all of his clothes on. I walked up to him and started taking off his shoes so that I could tuck him in.

The coffee shop and the sex in the car and the lost pants.

I'm in a coffee shop. It's a wide open space and it's daytime and there are lots of windows to let in the light. In the center of the shop is the cash wrap with the registers and stuff. Against the windows at the front of the store are some coffee makers. I don't think the shop has opened for business yet because there are boxes on the floor that look like they've been delivered recently and there are no tables or anything. A girl comes in... I think she works there with me. She asks me what I want her to do. We go out to her car in the parking lot and start having sex in the passenger seat. Then I think I forgot about something that I really had to do and I shouldn't be having sex with this girl, so I get out of the car without my pants and go back to the coffee shop. I realize once I get in there that I can't find my pants and I start looking for them. I go into the back room and it turned back into Andrew's room. I finally found my pants and put them on before Andrew could wake up.

The Christmas train ride leading to the 17th century restaraunt with the acid trip.

I'm on a train. I was in a car with a bunch of people and I don't know where we're going. I leave my car and start heading toward the engine. I get to the front of the train and it's more like a bus now with the driver in the front seat and the door to get out to my right. I'm asking the driver where we're going and all of a sudden everyone starts singing the twelve days of Christmas. We stop and I look out the door and we're at a colonial or old Victorian style restaurant. There was a sign on the front but I don't remember what it said. I get off the bus/train and go inside. At this point, even though there are men on the bus/train, inside the restaurant, there are only women. And everyone is in line to go to the bathroom. There are women everywhere in lines to go to different bathrooms. There are doors everywhere. And there are tables with people sitting down eating and stairs leading in all different directions. Well, now I have to go to the bathroom. I found a door where no one was waiting at it. A girl had just left so I go in. In the toilet, I find skid marks and I think on the way out the girl was waving her hand in front of her nose. At this point, I didn't care. I gave the toilet another flush and then I took off all my clothes. I look in the mirror and suddenly I'm tripping on acid. Everything melts. And the colors get so bold and beautiful. I don't even care that I'm not wearing any clothes. I look around and examine every part of the bathroom. Then I find my clothes in a pile on the floor. I put them on and feel like I had just lost my pants and put them back on again. In the pocket of my pants is a strange contraption to smoke weed out of. It has a small rubber hose and a glass tube. It didn't look like anything you'd smoke out of. But somehow I knew that's what you did with it. I stuffed it back into my pocket. I walked out of the bathroom to go find Andrea. Suddenly my acid trip was over. It must have been something about the bathroom.

The Halloween store and the dog theft.

I'm in one of those stores that pop up around Halloween time that have all the costumes and stuff to decorate your house with for Halloween. I'm walking down the center aisle of the store, looking left and right to try to find Andrea. I see a lot of people dressed up trying on costumes, but they've mixed the costumes together. There was a whole group of like four or five people standing around in like Tarzan outfits with clown hair and big goofy glasses. I picked up a pair of glasses and walked toward the checkout and finally found Andrea. She told me to not get the glasses so I put them down and we walked out of the store. On the way out, on the counter I saw a pair of Oakley sunglasses and I picked them up and put them on my head. Also, on the counter was a small like miniature pincher puppy on the counter. He wasn't black, though, he was all brown. I scooped him up and took him out with me. On the way, a girl at the counter asked me if I was going to pay for the sunglasses. I turned around to see that she was talking to someone else. So Andrea and I walk across the parking lot and on the way I look down and we're crossing over like a grassy median and there's a packet of what looks like advil on the ground. I picked it up thinking it might come in handy later, only to find that it's not advil, and I don't know what it really is. We get in the car and I put the dog on the dashboard. Andrea plays with him and we're driving on the way to my parents house. As we get to the intersection of Gaskins and Springfield road, suddenly I'm out of the car walking down Springfield with my mom and the dog. There is no other traffic on the street.