Nazrax

Dreamsign Missed opportunity

Clark's advice
I'm walking around in a bare house listening to Clark Howard on the radio. A man has called in complaining about discrimination against him at work. He says that for years, he's had ??? on his computer, but recently they decided that wasn't appropriate. The guy rambles, never really getting to the point, and Clark is getting annoyed with him. When he finally does get to the point, Clark is quiet for a while, and the guy says something like "Are you still there?" which annoys Clark even more. As Clark keeps asking him questions, the story changes. It's no longer ???, but now it's games the guys plays on his computer. He still doesn't see it as a problem. Now it seems that Clark has managed to remote into the guy's computer and is poking around. He doesn't find the ??? or the games - instead, he finds porn, and he tells the guy that he could be fired for that.

Graduation + bad driver
I'm at the Christ College graduation. I'm hearing (maybe giving?) a commentary on what's going on and what I'm seeing. My viewpoint is drifting slowly over a path as it winds back and forth across a small stream, past flowers, and eventually reaches a single banquet table. At the table are the president of the school, my father, and four young men who are graduating. I know one of them, and I'm acquainted with one of his friends. The banquet table is sitting out on the grass. It's a beautiful day.

Now I'm walking down the street after leaving the graduation, and I see the two graduates I know. I go up to them and comment that I'm amazed they've left already, and that at Tech the graduation would be going on for hours yet. I had to interrupt their conversation to say it, and it took some effort to get their attention. Both of them are dressed in black suites with a splash of red - maybe a flower?

Now I'm in a parking lot with my wife and kids. A guy in a small red SUV comes in too fast near us and does a terrible parking job. He's just letting his family out, so he doesn't care. He's entered his spot at a fourty-five degree angle, and the side of his car is a fraction of an inch from the bumper of car in the next spot over. My family was nearby, and I'm amazed he didn't hit them.

Now it turns out that he was so close to them that they got pushed inside his car, and we're all in his rear cargo area. Now the car is driving back out of the parking lot. I try to get the guy's attention and ask him to stop the car so we can get out. He sort of acknowledges me, but he keeps driving. I don't know what to say. My wife says he lives on the island, as if that somehow explains it. I think that maybe he's taking us to a better place to drop us off, but then I realize we'll have to walk back to the car. I have a moment of confusion as I can't remember where the car is. I remember that it's where I was talking to the graduates, but I also remember that it's in the parking lot we just left.

For some reason, I don't want to speak my thoughts aloud to my wife. I consider writing them on the tablet, but that's too slow. I'm reminded of the trouble Robert had in Rainbow's End when he first started wearing and was using the eye-board.
Now we're at an intersection. It's just a 2-lane road either direction. As we're waiting to go, I notice he's listening to the radio.

Pizza and a baby
I'm taking my baby and another of my children into a pizza place to pick up our pizza. I'm not sure how I'm going to hold the baby and the box of pizza at the same time.