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    Soldiers and pools, busses and farms, walls and guests

    by , 10-07-2016 at 09:38 PM (256 Views)
    Soldier in a pool and bus at a farm
    A soldier-looking guy is in an indoor swimming pool, dressed in swim shorts, fending off a bunch of people attacking him. He's near one end of the pool, keeping his back to it. He's able to keep three at bay for a while, but eventually he gets overwhelmed. I'm standing by the pool about 10 feet away.

    Now I'm walking down the hallway leading away from the pool. I've mostly dripped dry, but I'm still a bit wet, and I realize that I forgot my towel. I hope I don't get my clothes too wet. As I think this, I look to my left and see a towel rack exactly like the one in my bathroom, and I realize it has my brown towel on it. I realize that there's no way it's actually my towel - it has to belong to someone else (after all, I forgot my towel) and they just have the same towel that I do. Now I'm at the end of another hallway. A bench is to my right, and I'm looking through my bag. I see something that I think may be mine, but someone nearby claims it.

    Now I'm on the second floor of an open-air double-decker bus. I'm sitting on the right-hand side, about half way back, looking over the green landscape. I have a moment of doubt that I may have forgotten to get changed before I left the pool, but I don't actually look at myself to check.

    Now we're running parallel to another road. I see what looks like a very oddly-built bus: it's supported on 3 "legs," each of which is tipped with a wheel. The legs are all on the front half of the bus, but it's going rapidly in reverse. I can't imagine how it doesn't fall over - there's no way it can be balanced, especially not when it's going the wrong direction. I mention how strange it is to someone near me.

    Now we're headed up a driveway. The pavement is very narrow - possibly too narrow for our bus - and it slopes slightly up. The ground on the left slopes up with it, but the ground on the right slopes down, away from it. The bus is staying to the left, possibly even a little off the driveway, and I think the driver's made the right choice. At the top of the driveway is a closed gate. It's not very sturdy, but it has razor wire across the top. We're not slowing down as we approach the gate, and I get concerned. The razor wire is at about the same height I am, and I don't want to get thrown into it. I start to call a warning to the driver, but it's too late. We plow straight through the gate and come to a stop just inside.

    A farmer - with a dog running at his side - comes running to see what the commotion is. When he sees an animal (maybe a mule?) wander in from outside the gate, he starts to run faster. It tries to escape further inside but the farmer manages to catch it.


    Having a guest over
    I'm on my bed in "my bedroom". As I look around, I see that the walls are in terrible shape. At best, they're bare drywall, but most of the wall is damaged. Some of it looks like it's melted, and other patches are completely gone and expose a strange honeycomb pattern behind. Even the good looking walls still seem slightly odd, and I realize they're sticky - they're probably melting too, just more slowly than the rest of the room.

    Now I'm in a living/dining area. We've got guests, so two tables are out. I'm with my family at the smaller table near the kitchen; our extended family, plus another guest, are at a larger table which has one end near my table and which extends out into the living room. The guest is right in the middle of the table, and there's something visually distinctive about him.

    Now I'm in the kitchen pouring myself more wine. I pour what I think is a good sized glass of white wine, but when I look at it again I realize there's not even half a cup, so I pour more. I suddenly realize that white wine is supposed to be served chilled, and I have no idea if this bottle was chilled or not. Oh well, it'll taste good either way.

    Now I'm sitting at my computer. I reflect that I've recently ordered new glasses and I can't wait until they arrive. Now I'm working with Notes, sorting my inbox. Our guest is watching over my shoulder and asks about a couple of columns at the far left. I explain that the leftmost column is Followup and that I don't know what the column next to it is. He asks why both columns have many flags set if I don't use them, and I explain that Notes has rules that automatically flag certain emails, but I just ignore the flags. I'm curious now, so I poke around for a minute to try to identify the second column, but I can't figure it out. Part of the problem is that Notes has started misbehaving - large areas of the screen have gone white and won't redraw themselves. I decide to kill and restart it. The guy says he normally starts it in <something>. I'm not familiar with that and ask for more details.

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