Dream 182

I was at some sort of music festival and ran into a guy named Raleigh St. Claire (Bill Murray's name in the Royal Tenembaums), who I'd met at Gaea.  Sort of an archetype based upon the Liquid Visual effects guy.  He sold me a bunch of shirts D.A. was gonna pick up for another festival to sell.  The guy sold me ten shirts and I wrote him a check.  He told me to meet him somewhere and I lost him.  The shirts were some dumb environmental shirts.  He ripped me off!

Dream 181

I am at some sort of Martial Arts training that K.W. is teaching  She has the two guys who are demonstrating completely nude.  They eventually get erections and play with one another for her.  After watching this, we are told we should put our honey on one another and me and W.H. from school do that.  After this class is over I see N.P.  She is flirty an asks me if I had poked her on the facebook.

Dream 180

[1] I am driving around Saint Joseph with my family: J, Mom, Dad, J.H., M.H..  J.N. is driving.  We stop at L.W. and B.W.'s house

[2] I am suddenly at Bonnaroo on a blanket with A.S. and C.B.  They are trying to explain who we are seeing.  Some 'Canadian version of Michael Jordan' they say.  I go and get some pizza and the guy tries to push a half eaten surgar cookie on me too.

Dream 179

I am out at F.W. and D.W.'s house, which is new a house outside of town.  It is a country house a lot like the first one I knew my grandmother to live in.  We all smoke some pot them a lot of people leave.  It is just me and D.W. and she takes her shirt off, but it is a nonsexual thing.  I gather up her weed and put it in a case.  She says this is an ok place to put it at.  I leave for a bit and can't remember where I go.  I get back and my car is on the porch.  D.A. sits in it and driving it off, accidently hitting the garage *maybe the house.

Dream 178

I was at the some sort of party that the Waystation was playing at.  I remember D.D., T.S., D.A., and Q.A. and lots of other people there.  J.M. was there as well.  WE ended up smoking some pot and taking a plane up in the air.  T.S. said something to piss me off at some point, and I talked right back to him and spit on him.  Feeling bad when he started crying, I eventually apologized.