where did the night go?
Feb. 11th, 2006 10:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dindaI slept past 9 this morning - I never do that. No wonder I had to pee so bad. And it was one of those wonderful, deep, sleep of death, with many odds dream images happening all through the night. I think I prolly actually woke up around 8 but then was so amused with dream images I kept closing my eyes and falling back into them. In dreams. . .
my sister and her family had just moved into this huge new house, so there was very little furniture. The house seemed to be situated where my Grandmother's house is now b/c the Exxon refinery was right across the way. As I was making my way through the yard and these lovely palm trees, a helicopter carrying this huge piece of a drilling platform (can you tell I grew up in the oil belt?) loses part of the cable and the equipment starts to fall to the ground. I can see the workers all scrambling to get out of the way. The platform falls on one side and starts rolling toward my sister's house. I wasn't in the path but was afraid b/c all my family was inside the house. The huge piece of metal is rolling toward the house and crashes onto its side just a few feet shy of the house. All is well, for the moment.
Everyone comes out to examine the damage and I'm sure there was some talk of suing for damages and emotional distress. We're all glad no one is injured but then as we're all standing outside a bus comes rolling over on its side and sliding toward the house! Again, it lands just a few feet from the house. The folks inside start making their way out, the were all okay but a bit dazed. I help a few to the table to sit down and check them for injuries but they tell me they're okay - in a very British accent. I look at the skinny guy again and realize it's Mick Jagger and next to him is Keith Richards (dang superbowl halftime putting ugly in my head). I figure they are prolly on drugs. They are speaking incoherently now. They each light up a ciggie and I back up, away from the rock and roll mummies.
I wake up highly amused.
and then there was the P/C dream. . . very, very, uh "vibrant" - those dang breakfast tables take so much abuse. . . lol
my sister and her family had just moved into this huge new house, so there was very little furniture. The house seemed to be situated where my Grandmother's house is now b/c the Exxon refinery was right across the way. As I was making my way through the yard and these lovely palm trees, a helicopter carrying this huge piece of a drilling platform (can you tell I grew up in the oil belt?) loses part of the cable and the equipment starts to fall to the ground. I can see the workers all scrambling to get out of the way. The platform falls on one side and starts rolling toward my sister's house. I wasn't in the path but was afraid b/c all my family was inside the house. The huge piece of metal is rolling toward the house and crashes onto its side just a few feet shy of the house. All is well, for the moment.
Everyone comes out to examine the damage and I'm sure there was some talk of suing for damages and emotional distress. We're all glad no one is injured but then as we're all standing outside a bus comes rolling over on its side and sliding toward the house! Again, it lands just a few feet from the house. The folks inside start making their way out, the were all okay but a bit dazed. I help a few to the table to sit down and check them for injuries but they tell me they're okay - in a very British accent. I look at the skinny guy again and realize it's Mick Jagger and next to him is Keith Richards (dang superbowl halftime putting ugly in my head). I figure they are prolly on drugs. They are speaking incoherently now. They each light up a ciggie and I back up, away from the rock and roll mummies.
I wake up highly amused.
and then there was the P/C dream. . . very, very, uh "vibrant" - those dang breakfast tables take so much abuse. . . lol
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P/C dream
Date: 2006-02-11 05:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-13 09:23 am (UTC)PC is much better than old wrinklies any day.