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16 May 2005; 08:11 PM

dreams for chris, and everyone else too

i am in a tunnel that is also a swamp. i'm swimming, but also levitating just above the murky water. very near me, below my exposed belly, there are many small alligators. i pass them without harm, one by one, and they turn over and show me their whitegreen stomachs as i go by. they are lit as if by spotlight or very strong headlamp, as i pass, then fade into darkness behind me. i see moccasin snakes too. i pass by an alligator that i think is dead, and i swim over it without concern, but it wakes up and bites me.

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i am in the kidrobot store. i want to buy a dunny or three. or twelve. i am happily imagining how i will display my twelve dunny figures on my shelf at work. when i get there, i can't find any dunnys, but end up opening up some similar mini figure boxes. the boxes are so slick and shiny, just like they are in real life. i eventually buy some figurines that look like bear heads on sticks.

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i'm on a cruise ship. we are watching a huge demonstration of what a ship looks like when it sinks. the demonstration is in the form of a lifesize boat, just like ours, which is dramatically capsizing right next to us in the water. i watch the wicker-looking boat break in half and become vertical. people are screaming with fear but it's just like watching a movie. the sight is majestic and there are enormous frothy waves rushing up the sides of the boat.

a little later, i turn to see that we've rescued a smaller boat full of people who were shipwrecked or had been abandoned. i reach out my hand to help one of them - he turns out to be dweezil zappa. he's hot and shirtless and looks very keanu. the rest of the dream is in black and white and involves him falling in love with juliette binoche, who is actually audrey tatou. they are very happy and i feel somehow responsible since it was i who helped dweezil aboard.

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this isn't a dream, but today, oliver and i looked at the clouds over the bay, and they looked like mountains, as they have been doing lately. i thought about this and talked about how it would be awesome if the bay was sometimes mountains. just sometimes, perhaps it would change with the seasons. mountains all winter and bay all summer. i started to imagine a fairy tale or fantastical story centered in a town that had seasonal mountains. i had a vision of how the mountains might look, growing out of the earth during the fall, and i felt that my thoughts were somehow bordered by red and gold brocade or special red paper, like a perfectly framed painting or drawing.