Dreams – 11/3

11/3/24: I was playing soccer but also had a top-down view where the players looked like they were the same size as the ball. The ball was orange. It also was able to fit under furniture because the field was an oversized living room. There was slime/ooze on the field and I wasn’t sure if it was radioactive, but it kept making the ball move funny.

11/3/22 #1: I was on a bus with two women. The bus ran with Star Trek-style transporter controls. We went to a bungalow/villa in the mountains where it was very sunny. The two women were very attractive and very mad at me. I showed them my bright red Ferrari and ran water on the car–the water drained and showed the women the entrance to the secret base I had under the villa. They were mad because I was their father and they thought I used the bungalow to womanize on their mom–they didn’t realize I was James Bond in real life.

11/3/22 #2: I was in a hotel room on a bed and fell asleep. When I woke, I realized the room’s door was mostly glass panes and there were people trying to get in. I got up and unlatched the door. The manager had an envelope to hand me and I didn’t answer when he knocked. I sat at my computer working and fell asleep. When I woke, there were people at the door staring at me because I wasn’t wearing any clothes. I couldn’t move but that was a good thing because if I did, they would be able to see my private bits.

11/3/21 #1: I was in a building and someone asked me to play ‘animal pool’. It was a pool table where you shot the cue ball towards animals. When the ball hit the animal it would step/jump/fall into the hole. The other person took a turn and hit a raccoon. It thumped in the hole and you could hear it sliding towards the ball-collecting area at the end of the table. On my turn, the ball struck a doe who fell into a pocket. There was this scream from the hole. The other person looked in and then Bambi’s mom exploded and blood went everywhere. That’s when I looked at the floor. By the ball collector, the raccoon was laying dead with a giant hole in its stomach. I decided this was a good point to find a new game to play.

11/3/21 #2: Iowa State rebuilt Westgate. I was in a lounge there with Brian O. and Greg S. Brian was talking about how easy college was so we decided to move back to Westgate. Greg thought it was nuts and then me and Brian simultaneously noted it meant no rent payments, no utilities, a free phone, and no cooking and because we were ‘senior citizens’, kids would leave us alone. Greg decided that wasn’t nuts so we agreed to move into Westgate and leave our wives to do so.

11/3/17: I was shopping in a grocery store and came across Bobana. She was shopping for Pop-Tarts for her roommate. She had coupons and everything, but the brand her short roommate wanted was too high for her to reach. They needed to be “Great Value Pop Tarts”. I grabbed a box and Bobana made me put them in a special bag so she wouldn’t have to touch them. “They are dangerous,” she said. After I finished my shopping, I was driving home on River Drive–Bettendorf to Davenport, when I turned a corner, the river was flooded and I drove right in to the river. The car stalled as water came in to the car up to chest height. I calmly restarted it, took a deep breath as water went over my head, turned the car around, and drove out of the water. I was mainly mad because now I’d need to clean the car *AND* drive up to Locust Street to get home.