Nazrax

Bed @ 2250 /w Sleepytime tea
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Newt
I'm walking into the sanctuary at church (which looks nothing like the real one). I'm entering from a door in the back-left corner. The room is very wide and not very deep, with a kind of semicircular stage in the middle of the far wall and oddly spaced rows of padded seats throughout the room. Now I'm facing one of the rows, holding down a large (dinner-plate sized) green-and-white amphibian named Newt, getting ready to "discipline" him. Megan takes over holding him, and I smack his front feet a few times.

I'm driving on an on-ramp. I'm speeding up, getting ready to merge with the Interstate traffic, and I see a car stopped on the left side of the road. He's mostly still in the traffic lane, and he doesn't have any lights on. I consider rolling down my window and telling him that he really needs to turn on his caution blinkers, but I pass him before I have a chance to do anything. Looking behind me, I see that there's another car (again with no blinkers) on the shoulder, and the driver of the first car is helping out the second car. As I reach the triangular patch just before the merge, I stop the car and drop off Newt. As I'm driving away, I see another car stop, take mercy on him, and pick him up. Somehow I know that he's sick and that this new family is going to take care of him.


On an airplane
I'm boarding a plane. The door is to my right, the cockpit is behind me, and the rest of the plane is in front of me. I have a moment of confusion - I'm not sure where I should be. Do I lie down on the floor? Do I find one of those chair/bed things the stewardesses use? It passes, and I move forward into the plane.

Now I'm seated. I look around and see that the people across the aisle from me have a large box at their feet, and that on the box is a large fancy-looking meal. I see that another family a couple of rows up has a similar box, though it doesn't have any food on it. I'm surprised that such a large package could be brought onto planes - they've cut down so much on carry-on space over the last few years.

Looking again, I see that I recognize the family with the nice meal: it's Alex and his grandmother-in-law. Now I'm talking to him about his brother-in-law and his brother-in-law's wife. There's something about how they're moving too slowly and need to take things more quickly. They're too far away and spend too much time driving and should really move closer, and the church should help them out. Now I'm fixing his tie - the knot is way, way too loose. At first, I just tighten it and shape it, and it ends up looking a lot better, but it doesn't come more than a third of the way down his shirt. I somehow massage the tie some more and get it down to his belt line. I'm pleased with my work, though I'm also a little self-conscious about it. He didn't ask me to fix his tie, and he actually looks rather bemused.

Now we're taking off. The captain gets on the intercom and tells us that the flight will take about an hour and gives us the current outside temperature and atmospheric pressure. I can kind of understand the temperature - though, really, it's not going to matter much since we're leaving it - but the atmospheric pressure means absolutely nothing to me. I look out the window and see that it's really dirty. I consider for a moment how many people have flown in this plane and how many dirty hands have rubbed at the window trying to make it clearer so they can see outside.