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02/17/2004 Entry: "More Crazy Dreams"

Weird dreams? Me? Never! :-)

I dreamt two nights ago that I bought an early 80s Buick Roadmaster station wagon with third seat in the rear. It was grey and black, and really cool looking. And, it only had 55,000 miles.

Then last night, I had two weird ones. One, I was being used as shark bait. Really. Some evil scientist put people in life rings, and let their bottom halves be eaten by sharks. He would then bring in the life line, remove the top half of the victim, replace, and repeat. He also had this weird contraption that looked like an oil derrick. Two arms hung off a central post. A person was hung from either end. When one end was up, the other was down. You could then push yourself up, letting the other person swing down towards the water. (How you were able to push yourself up on water is a little beyond me.) Anyway, I was in one of these contraptions with Susan Lundquist--a girl I went to school with. She was on the downside, and exhausted. The shark was coming. I was yelling at her to push herself up, so I would be the one on the downside. But she was too weak, and couldn't do it.

I had another one, too. I can't remember it now, but I told Susan what it was when I woke up. Perhaps she can jog my memory.