i dont know where i was going, but i was with two other people and we were on a boat of sorts, but not really. i felt like i was just sitting on something, someone was sitting behind me, and the last person was controlling the motor/pedaling. we were on a lake or something, and i was really scared because i thought it was really dirty and i kept thinking if i should put my feet in the water or not. i didn’t have much of a choice though, because it took so much effort to keep my feet straight and out of the water. i saw movements in the water, and that scared me. while we were going along, i saw a fire on the water and freaked out, but we pedaled away safely.

as we were nearing water, i saw 2 guys in the water and they came towards us. when they got to us they started pulling my legs and off the contraption that we had. one guy was like rubbing my legs, and i was like “they are so prickly!” we got to land and they started chasing us and the person i was with was like, “the italian guys!” we ran into something that is similar to a school. we ran into a bathroom and we went to the bathroom and the person i was with went to the bathroom and some other person in the bathroom was like, “ew did you sit on the toilet? my kids would like you.” we left the bathroom and saw two small children in the bathroom too.

later in the dream, it seemed like we were filming some sort of movie. it was supposed to be scary/funny or something. i had ended up doing a kissing scene with a friend, but my friend had dressed like he was hella old and i couldn’t even recognize him. my face was hella disgusted during the kissing scene. my friend sharon was locked outside of where we were filming and eventually made her way to another window to watch. she was eating dried fruit. when i was done filming, i grabbed some dried mango to eat.

as they continued filming, kevin was taking pictures of this other guy in the scene and the guy who just kissed me and the guy in the scene had like alien fingers! which was funny because we usually make fun of kevin for having long fingers. we compared the two fingers and kevin didn’t even reach half of the guys finger(s).

allen m:
i don’t know the context of the dream, but like all dreams, it made sense at the time. i was trying to fit some object into a container of soil (or bucket of sand). the actual objects are vague, but the feeling was like trying to plant a seedling or tree sapling in a large pot. the people with me kept insisting that it would fit in the pot, but we tried and tried and it wouldn’t. finally i told them we needed to dig out more of the stuff in the pot.

my friends from college eventually wandered by the area where i was trying to do this. they basically found me with a shovel trying to put something into a pot. for some reason, this was extremely awkward. they were all drinking and their beer cans were mixing into the stuff that i dug out of the pot.

i end up getting in a car with my mother. we’re heading toward this dream’s version of my girlfriend’s house, which was really weird in itself, because in the dream, i know exactly where she lives and why i want to be there (i don’t remember those outside of the dream, but my dream-mind was really confident in this info). for some reason, my girlfriend was a red-headed white girl. for some reason, i really need to be there before 7 pm.

my mom misses a turn that would take us directly to her house. her reaction to my directions are very slow, she seems tired or drugged up. she ends up turning on to i-76 because she thinks that’s the best way to turn back around. i’m concerned that she will miss the one and only exit that would put us where we need to be and get to my girlfriend’s house on time.

i decide to kill time by reading a book or magazine, only to look up and find that my mom has fallen asleep at the wheel. she’s run the car in the left lane off into the shoulder, and is mere seconds from crashing into the car in front of us. i tell her to wake up, she doesn’t respond. i am forced to grab the wheel and yell “STOP!” at the same time. only then does she respond, but her waking up causes more trouble than good. she eventually gains control and i take over driving.

i take the nearest exit, only to find myself being cut off by a stream of traffic in the direction i want to go in. i circle around this residential area and for some reason, i cut through this person’s driveway, because i think it’s a back road that leads to where i need to go. as i reach the back of the person’s house, someone comes out, and it’s oddly one of the featured guests on the “opie and anthony show.” i make a joke about him being a serial killer, because they often do that to this guy on the radio show. i suddenly fear for my life and want to drive away as quickly as possible.

in the end, i come across this lodge. it’s like a clubhouse or bar. i no longer seem to be interested in getting to my dream-girlfriend’s place. i don’t know why i was there, but in my dream it made sense for me to stop in. an alien looking thing comes into the bar, it’s hiding behind a door. it looks like a small green teletubby crossed with geico’s gecko. the owner tells me that this alien boosts all the electronic signals in the area. the lodge’s wifi can be accessed for miles outside of the place and the alien can steal all sorts of satellite television feeds.

and that’s when i woke up.