Dreams – 1/22

1/22/25: I was in a dark room with my son (don’t know which) behind a big black desk with a desk light turned on. I was next to my father-in-law. The family business was having succession problems and it was decided my father-in-law would take a tour and give advice or make the decision. I walked him around and found out that Macron had unified France in a surprise election and won 71% of the vote. We ended by walking from my mom’s garage to her back door. It was night out. The back door led to a screened porch rather than a kitchen. My father-in-law thanked me for showing him around, said he saw why we had a problem, and he was happy to offer advice. He surprised me because he wasn’t tired and didn’t look old, and I realized he only acted old to fool my mother-in-law because he ran his own family business.

1/22/24: I was in the middle of a street at night. We were looking for clues to solve a mystery and had been told to be at that spot and we’d find a key clue there by midnight. The only thing there was an Indy racecar that was broken down–its left side was scraping the ground. We didn’t see any clues in or on the car but it was weird to see it was rusting. Then someone (me?) noticed the tires were all “TRW” brand and that if it was a real race car, the tires would be “SST”. I then ran from the group because I knew what the next clue was and I was in a motorized wheelchair trying to dodge through a crowd of grade schoolers (who were all people I taught in HS or coached in college) and I couldn’t understand why they were out after midnight. I blinked and I was standing again and knew I needed to hide from whatever was coming, so I climbed into the vents of a building and realized that to anyone watching, it would look like I was climbing into the nostril of a person. Inside the vent system, I stayed quiet so no one would know I was there.

1/22/23: I was in a long empty room/convenience store with someone on the other side of the counter. I was a secret agent and had to reach Strategic Air Command ASAP, so I was using the pay phone. Above me, a B-52 started lagging behind the rest of a formation because it had been taken over by terrorists. It was the one with a new secret weapon that would destroy the US completely. Strategic Air Command was on a beach in Hawaii. They decided to use EMP blasts to thwart the terrorist plans. They EMP’d all of Africa in the B-52’s flight path. Unfortunately, this had a bad side effect because it turned all communications traffic to French and no one at SAC spoke French.

1/22/21 #1: I was sitting on the top landing of the stairwell in the Bettendorf Mansion. One landing below, the teachers were assembled listening to a speaker. That speaker was someone I know through college coaching (she is a bit…integrity-challenged…if you ain’t cheatin’, you ain’t tryin’…). She was talking about the value of honesty. I started doing jump rope to be seen by the teachers since I was really short and chanting a jump-rope thing…something like “K-I-S-S-I-N-G” except I was criticizing the speaker: “C-H-E-A-T-I-N-G”.

The other coach stormed off and I wound up talking with Mrs. Beltz (who was a 6th grade teacher when I was in school) about my current LLCC sophomores because they all want to become teachers. We weren’t at the Bettendorf Mansion though, we were at the Colditz bus stop (in Germany)

1/22/21 #2: I was on the top bunk working on my computer when I got a phone call. I picked it up and it was from a former friend (Jim A.). As I picked it up, my computer fell down a slide onto the floor. I tried to catch it, couldn’t, and was muttering ‘Shit, shit, shit.’ On the other end of the phone, Jim A. got mad and said I had no right swearing at him because he just got out of a relationship. He wouldn’t listen to my explanation, so I hung up the phone, rode the slide, and it turned out my computer was fine.