This was one of those long and frustrating dreams. I'm waiting for the bus at the city limits. There are a bunch of us and we can't figure out whether the bus will be coing down Jefferson or the side street. Then we finallyget on a 710 bus. Well, it turns out it is going downtown but its going to wind through a bunch of industrial areas and is going to take two hours to get there. It's a fascinating part of the city and looks like downriver and Zug Island. A woman across the aisle mentions she know Terry and Lisa Ayrault. I assume she's in advertising and I ask her who she works for. She mentions a company Ive never heard of. When I mention this shes realy insulted. Then I decide to take some pix. My briefcase fell on the floor and I pick up the papers and stuff them back in. Then I try to take some pictures out the window. Earlier, I had a wad of bills, which were change from a $500 bill. I sort them out and soeone tries to grab them so I stuff them in my pocket.
The Darndest Dream
A blog to share my dreams. No, not my aspirations, but my actual dreams. I find our subconscious world absolutely fascinating--maybe someone can give me a bit of insight into just what these crazy dreams mean. Have at it world!
Tuesday, December 2, 2025
Monday, December 1, 2025
12/1/25
I'm hanging out downtown and inside a shopping mall is an Afro-American restaurant that's closed. It's owned by Mike Belitsos. I run into him. The I'm outside looking for some historic building on Washington Boulevard.
I'm going to run in a 10k race. It's along a lake and I'm with some buddy who is going to run with me. We're looking around trying to find the start of the race. There seems to be a bit of confusion about where the start is.
Thursday, October 16, 2025
10/16/25
I'm in a commune in Sarnia. The Mick is there and she's giving me strange vibes like I'm trying to hit on her or something. I take her aside to talk and I tell her I just want us to be friends and I want her to be happy. I'm working on a diorama and it's this bizarre scene with small plastic dinosaurs. The we're at the border heading back to the U.S. A heavy-set Canadian border guard who has a thick Arabic accent asks for my ID. I show him my passport card and it has a goofy face on it. He tells me it doesn't look like me. I show him my driver's license only it doesn't have a picture on it. He crosses the border with us and on the U.S. side, we have to line up and stare into the eyes of a soldier. He's going to identify us by doing a retinal scan.
10/14/25
I'm in a bar and I get a small shot of beer in an English pint mug. It's so foamy I can hardly taste it so I order another one. Someone ladles some chicken soup into the mug.
10/13/25
I visit Ed Berger. He did a few fillings for someone and he wants me to bill them. I use what looks like a typewriter that's supposed to be an adding machine. I accidently cancel the bill. He gets mad and tries to re-do the bill.
Wednesday, October 8, 2025
10/8/25
Last night's dreams were all over the place. I'm outside and both the neighbors and I have large backyards. I ask Beth & Matt if Lizzie's meowing bothered them and they said "no." The I start jogging around a square lake. There's a cross country team running there. Some of the water has risen and it's covered up part of the path. Then I'm working for a publishing company. The offices are super modern. Beth is working there as well. I have to pee and look around for the bathroom. I open a door and there's a toilet. You have to pull down a curtain for privacy. I take a pee. Then I'm feeding Lizzie. I give her a can of food. Then I pull out some shrimp that were in the fridge. I peel them and dice them up for her.
10/5/25
I have tickets for the Moody Blues. They're playing two nights, the first night is new material and the second night is their old stuff. I have a ticket for the first night and i'm disappointed. You can turn in the ticket and someone might buy it. I have a hard tie writing my phone number and email address on the ticket.
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