SuperSN's Journal of Eclectic Dreams

Dream 1:

I can't remember much of it, but we were going on a ski trip from our house with Bill Eddy, my friend's father, and we were having a lot of trouble getting our shit together. I argued with my brother quite violently at one point, and I may have attempted to choke him. This is very disconcerting to me.

Dream 2:

Churchball, for those of you who don't know, is basically basketball with some very slight rule alterations and played casually by members of the LDS Church. It can get pretty serious depending on where you go, even so far as stake-wide tournaments on Saturdays. In my dreams, I wasn't playing churchball, but I was playing basketball and it was in the gym of the church. I'm pretty sure our coach was Will Smith. On the field there were these spots with numbers on them. The first number was the row it was in, and the second number the column. So, the number 74 spot would be row 7, column 4. One of the members on our team ordered each of us onto a spot, and should the ball come to or near our spot, it was our responsibility to deal with it, like volleyball. I was placed in a few critical places and I failed my job every time. I've never been good at basketball.

After a while, I went into a small room on the back of the gym. In there was Conan O'Brien. He asked me a few questions about ex-Mormons and skiing and whatnot.