StonedApe

I dreamt I was in Nick's basement. The lights were off and the only light in the room was the one coming from the computer. Nick and a few others were sitting around the table talking about the website on screen, either for a band or some unusual phenomenon. I was sitting back a bit from the table at first because there were no more chairs. Someone left and I got up to take their seat. There was a stain on it(I recognized this from a youtube video on waking). I never ended up sitting down, I just examined the stain. Something about it was funny to me and I explained it to the person sitting next to me.

Either I was looking at the computer or Nick was talking about something and the scene changed to being outside on the corner. There were 2 people, an adult and a child, I was one of them but I'm not sure which. We were talking about something philosophic, wisdom of some sort. Someone was using a butane torch to light a 15ft copper rocket.

I walked toward school and turned into myself. Then I was driving, pulling into a parking lot with dead bushes in the front. The sky was a bittersweet orange. There were police officers and a gang both minding their own business. A mexican guy came up to me and started talking to me. He was trying to intimidate me and hinting at how he was going to steal my car. I pointed to the cops and made a joke. I sad just don't forget to steal the whole thing, don't forget the fan belt or something.

Then I was looking through my car for some food. I saw that white ceramic pot with some corn in it, I think it was outside the car. I found some blue juice in the car. The scene then transformed to a combination between high-school and krogers. My sister was there and I had some food for us to share. I had a pack of blue Hi-Cs on top of my car. Anthony and the gangsters ran up and stole some. I chased them around. This is when it turned into krogers. I felt like I was an employee. I chased him around throwing stuff at him worried that I might get caught. He knocked over some plates and then fell down a flight of stairs near the registers. I threw a thing of laundry detergent at him. I charged at him to get the juice while he was down. But then the manager showed up and I started walking nonchalantly. The detergent was still bouncing and sliding across the floor. The manager didn't seem upset at all. This girl who reminded me of a girl from gradechool said something that made absolutely no sense, like aren't you glad we didn't have school today.