Dreams – 1/15

1/15/25: The dream started 3rd Person with two women in evening-wear, one in a black skirt and top with spaghetti strings. They went around seducing men and scamming them out of their money. The one in black had a hobby of playing APBA Baseball. At that point, they received draft notices and fled the country onto a cruise ship. On the cruise ship, someone below decks recognized them, so they went upstairs. Everything was white including the spiral staircase. They went into a rich person’s suite. There the dream became 1st Person and I became the woman in black. I sat on the white bed (the whole place was white) because there was an APBA Baseball set sitting on it. I sank into the bed and realized it was an ‘original’ from 1913. I remember two teams–the Royals and Giants (it may have just been one team–the Royal Giants) and the cards were giant-sized (like 3×5 index cards), then I remembered APBA wasn’t invented until the 1950s and that snapped me awake in real life.

1/15/24: I was with a group of people–we were all married. We had to try and decide on playing a boardgame but there were eight of us and the only game we had was for three people, so we decided to have teams–two teams of three guys and one team of two girls. I got confused–not by the odd gender totals, but why we didn’t just go buy another game.

1/15/23: I was riding my bicycle up and down a school bus reminding athletes they had to get to the game on time because I was traveling separate. I was on my bike on a road that phased into grass which slowed me down but I wasn’t worried because it was faster as a shortcut for a bike. Then I reached “Junior High Street” and it was not yet constructed and I knew I would be late because I’d either gone back in time or gone forward in time.

1/15/20: I was in a building–like a post office–when zombies attacked (these were like the 28 Days Later ones rather than George Romero’s). They were wiped out but it turned out when they die, they spawn like the Hydra so more appear to replace them. The building gets overrun so I flee with Julie to what was the gym where I went to grade school–but it has a second floor and balcony where you can overlook the town. If we stay quiet, we are safe. The problem is that there is an NBA game going on up there outside and the zombies hear the whistles and come to the gym.

Julie and I leave again, watching the zombies pour into the gym. We head to another building where we are totally quiet and hope we are safe. I don’t know the city we are in or anything and then I realize the town is laid out like Squad Leader Scenario 3: The Streets of Stalingrad.

1/15/11: I went to the Ozzie Guillen roast. We didn’t have a celebrity sit with us so Cher came over, climbed on our table, and sang to us.