Last Night's Dreams

Last night's dreams did not contain any Barry but they were fairly interesting and I want to jot down what I can still remember, while I can still remember it.

The first thing I remember was having a telephone conversation with our internal Help Desk support person, Natalia. I cannot remember what the phone conversation was about but it was fairly long. I became concerned that others might notice how long we were talking on the phone for, and then realized that as long as they could only hear her end of the conversation it was fine. And I remember reminding myself that I had seen her on the phone providing support to others plenty of times and that it was fine. I suspect this may have been sparked by the fact that Natalia has a blog that I sometimes read here at work. Or because of the fact that she helped me get my phone to work recently.

The next thing I remember is being in the shower with a little kid resembling the younger Jake on Two and a Half Men. It is unclear whether this boy was my child or if I was just babysitting but for whatever reason he needed a bath and it made the most sense for him to come in there with me. In the beginning he had some underwear on but eventually he was naked. I remember arguing with him that he needed to bathe and wash his hair and him being most upset over this. I want to say this was sparked by a scene I recently caught from the movie Kramer vs. Kramer when Dustin Hoffman is telling his son he needs to bathe every day and wash his hair twice a week. Eventually I got sick of arguing with him and I said "fine, you've been rinsed, get out".

Surprisingly it was the bathroom in my current house, not the house I grew up in. Oftentimes I dream about the house I grew up in, even though I have been gone from there since 1989.

The last part of the dream took place at Cam's. I had my friend Elijah over and he was spending an inordinate amount of time in the bathroom. When I went down the hall to check on him, Nick White, who we used to play cards with, was sneaking down the hall and into the back bedroom. I chased Nick down the hall and found that he was chopping up lines of cocaine for the two of them to snort! By this time, Cam's had morphed into the house I grew up in. I told Nick, well obviously I need to snort one of those and he told me that was totally understandable.

This is a little odd because it's been more than 13 years since I've touched or been interested in cocaine in any form.

Dreamed About Him Again Last Night

As usual, I can only remember scattered portions of my dream. Someone was driving me to New York City. We drove past these famous windmill/ferris wheel type things. I think this was sparked by Darren Aucoin talking last night about the two new ferris wheels they are building in Vegas, bigger even than the one in London. Someone joined us in the car, and I remarked that she did not get to go past those structures with us when we went by them. Suddenly it was my sister Laurie driving the car, and she could see the way was clear to back up all the way back to the windmill ferris wheel thingies, and so she did, so the newcomer could see them. I remarked that I wished  my camera had not broken, and that the first chance I got, I was going to buy a new one. I could see New York City out the car window and I was wondering why it was so far away, and then I realized my driver, who was no longer my sister, wanted to take me to the city via Brooklyn, so I could see the place where Barry grew up.
The next thing I remember, I was at a party, function or event of some type, not a concert (I don't think) and he was there! He was roaming around alone, talking to no one. So I grabbed the opportunity to go up to him. His back was to me and I tapped him on the shoulder. When he turned around and looked at me, I was taken aback by the bright blueness of his eyes. I couldn't believe how pretty they were in person! I told him my sad story, how my camera and my dog died on the same day last week. I told him how Chief was sitting in the driver's seat of my car and how I wanted to take a photo of him sitting there, and when I turned my camera on, it was broken. I told him that I planned to buy a new camera soon, and I hoped when I did, if I saw him again, he would pose for a picture with me. I believe he was very nice to me. That's all I can remember.