Dreams - 20 Apr 2002

I am driving my car, see a cop, assume that he is going to stop me to check my domain names. Mentally go through them to see which ones have expired.

Later, I reach a plaza, look for a place to u-turn. I see that that entrances are narrow and one-way. On the left I see a sign: "Buy Unix Trucks!". Think to myself: "What the hey, do they really work faster?". I try to remember the comparative speed of NT vs Unix.

I begin to u-turn, see a familiar shop. The salesman looks like Ned Ryarson from "Groundhog Day". I ask him something, but he tells me he has no time to talk, since he's leaving for a business trip.

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I am at big game show. We've been going there for a long time, but this is first time they are showing it on TV. The picture moved back and forth, zoom keeps changing. The TV reporter apologizes: "Today we don't have our own operator, so we had to hire this one".

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Announcer on TV says that in order to get me some assistance, he's called Mary, who works in night shift. On the screen, they show a cute, slender girl. I explain to my brother that Mary is not like that at all - she's plump.

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I am facing off James Bond. With me is a girl who looks like Mia Wallace from "Pulp Fiction". I have a plastic toy gun which I've gotten as a birthday present back in my childhood.

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I am walking around in a hotel. Announcer reads the list of people who are gonna be at the party tonight: "Also, Madonna can be seen here!"

Later, as the hall empties, I approach a piano and think of playing. I sit down, song "Entertainer" begins to play all by itself. Spectators assemble. Turns out when I begin to press the keys myself, the sounds get worse. Nevertheless, they give me a small boy as a student.

I am making my way through the crowd, some dude pushes me, I push him back. I recognize a bully from my high school. He's mad, promises to have a talk with me tomorrow. I plead: "No, better kick my ass now, otherwise I won't be able to sleep soundly!" Finally, he gets tired and forgives me.

Later, it is time for us to return to our home town. I go outside and see a closed shop where they sell reel-to-reel tape recorders. My friend Yuri approaches and says that he noticed this shop too. He begins to pick a boombox for himself, saying that it must be japanese.

They give us Panasonic, but it's in a bad shape. Salesman explains: "Also, somebody has spilled rubbing alcohol over it". At the far shelf I see a Sony reel-to-reel, it looks like the one I have at home. I take it out.
At this point turns out we don't have enough money. Yuri says: "Ok, I'll drive to Saint Louis to get money, I can also test the recorder at home while I am at it".

I leave.
At this point my alarm clock starts ringing. I hit 'snooze' button every 10 minutes, while at the same time being partly in a dream and feeling guilty that I am laying around, while Yuri is waiting for me with the money in another city :):)