Dreams – 12/29

12/29/24: I was on a spaceship and something had taken over the other crew. I raced to get away but couldn’t get off the ship so I blocked myself in a room. I tried to turn the lock but the door wouldn’t lock, so I then moved a steel locker against the first room door, realizing someone else had already tried to move it but failed. I then went to the second door and moved a wood stove (maybe a furnace unit) against that door. I turned around and my sister was there but since the door hadn’t been sealed, I knew she was an alien, so I took a pewter pipe and slugged her in the stomach with it and then her head. I started looking for a way to eject myself into outer space but woke up. [Uponwaking, it felt like I had been in the movie Event Horizon.]

12/29/23 #1: I was on Foster House again but I was an adult. I was with Brian Olsen (also an adult). I left him to go to Kwik Trip–which had no roof/was open air. I waited in line while they were organizing a t-shirt giveaway. I paid and came back to Foster. I got annoyed with the college-age kids and went to “Dungeon” and realized all of the UDA was open-air as well. I found a table but not Brian. He found me, then I realized I left my Kwik Trip drink at KT, so I went back, found the drink next to the cashier’s leg, came back and couldn’t find any place to set it down because the college-age kids kept saying ‘dibs’–including on a pop up table that was set up next to my loft bed.  I got mad and Brian nodded saying, “They’ll learn. Oh, yes, they’ll learn.”

12/29/23 #2: I was on a military facility tour. To get there we had to hike on cliff sides–and I don’t recall there being anything visible below us. The entrance was a50+ feet high steel blast door that looked like it belonged in a medieval fantasy movie. Once we were inside, it became the hallways of St. John Arena with concession stand kiosks. Brook McKinney was in a group behind me and punted a giant ball towards me that I hit back at them like I was throwing an ax two-handed. They hit it back but it snagged on the point/apex of a concessions kiosk so everyone started trying to figure out how to re-inflate it so no one would get in trouble.

[The cliff walking is from a story I read yesterday on an inaccessible church in Ethiopia while the giant ball is from the dropping snowman head from the Dr. Who Christmas special watched yesterday afternoon.]

12/29/22 #1: I was excited/nervous because my first boardgame was getting published by “Golden Yao” because I knew who the owner was–Yao Liang…and I wondered if he would remember who I was. [Yao was an assistant at Ohio State in real life 89-94 or so]

12/29/22 #2: I was in the back seat of a car with two guys. I was undercover for the Feds within the Mafia. I had to figure out when the OSU bus was leaving for its matches but I didn’t have the info and couldn’t figure out where the Mafia kept it. I knew it had to be Friday but realized if it was a long trip, it would be Thursday and I would miss my classes. I was then in an apartment that I shared with Troy Gilb but he was nowhere to be seen. I had created a ‘brilliant’ strategy for the weekend because OSU only had seven players. We would fake setting the middles on every play and only set the outside hitters. Then I realized Toy was gone because the Mob knew I was an informant and were sending someone to kill me, so I closed all the shades to all the windows and called Jim Stone. I told him everything and he just said, “That’s a good plan” and I didn’t know if he meant about volleyball or the Mafia. Finally, I got ahold of the FBI and they said to stay put, that they’d give me a new identity but I needed to wait until a new Jim Dietz could take over.

12/29/21: I was flying from Alaska to Hawaii, but the plane had to go to Chicago first. I wasn’t actually in the plane. I knew our route because it was taking place like in the Raiders of the Lost Ark travel montage.

12/29/2017: Iowa State was playing Kansas, but ISU was in black uniforms and Fred Hoiberg was the player-coach. Kansas was wearing Celtic green–Bill Self kept yelling over the sound system, “It’s cuz we’ve got the money, baby!” Hoiberg kept shooting 3s from the wing, leaving his hand up like Jordan after his final shot as a Bull.

…funny thing is, now Iowa State has started wearing black uniforms (2019-on)