09/04/01
What Happened To You, Mr. Bush?


Yeegh. I should have taken better notes this time!

The dreams of this night may all be one dream or a few short dreams. In any case, in one small part President Bush was on TV, and he was FAT. Not humongo fat, but overweight, chubbier than he really is, and wearing clothes that accentuated this--casual clothes. ! I gawked at him and wondered how he'd really let himself go like that. He was also acting a lot like Will Farrell on Saturday Night Live, too, all snooty and full of himself, and talking funny. Perhaps he made up some new stupid words similar to that "strategery" he came up with on the show. :)

This dream may have continued in "Dolphin Sounds & The Dancing Rat."




Dolphin Sounds & The Dancing Rat


This dream may have been a continuation of "What Happened To You, Mr. Bush?"

This is what I have written down, and it's weird. "Ma leaving, I make dolphin sounds, Dad driving by, Texas tornado on TV, candy on floor, cracker packs, rat w/ huge ears, dances."

Now as best as I can recall...

Ma was leaving to go somewhere--work, to get some coffee or something, I can't be sure. It seemed to be midafternoon and overcast outside. As she went I started making, you guessed it, dolphin noises. I can't remember why, now! I know I had a perfectly legitimate, albeit weird, reason in the dream. Maybe I wanted to get Ma's attention and that was the way to do it. She may have been annoyed by it since it was so strange. I don't know if she stayed or left, but I know that at one point I turned to face the bay window and saw Dad pulling in (or driving by?) from the north. I didn't expect him home so soon, much less coming from that direction, and he may have been having problems with the vehicle.

I can't remember this part as well, but there was something about a tornado in Texas on TV. What was it doing?? Hm. There was something peculiar about it, but I'm not sure what. The candy on the floor had to do partly with that; perhaps it had strewn candy about on the floor. I knew what kind of candy before, but not now! (Probably mostly hard candy, though, fruity stuff.) This part may have been in front of my TV, but it may also have been in a big meeting room with a gray concrete floor and these items scattered around. There were also packs of crackers (like the ones that come with cheese) lying around, torn and crushed by the tornado. They were light-colored crackers and it was a shame to see them go to waste. I may have tried picking one packet up gingerly, because I didn't know what may have gotten on it.

And now on the TV (I think--it may have been in front of me, in this big gray room/warehouse/whatever) came this white rat with these HUGE ears. They were LONG like a rabbit's ears. This rat was just poking around a pile of something (garbage?--the show didn't seem nearly that messy). Anyway, he went down to the left corner of the screen (or in front of me?) and I think I tried pointing him out to Dad, who was sitting on the couch, since he was so fun. (The rat, I mean. :) )

Dad didn't look at first but then the rat got on its hind feet and...started to dance!! It was herky and jerky and the rat had to keep resting, I believe, every moment or so. But who cared, it was a dancing rat! I thought that might draw Dad's attention more and I may have started yelling at him to "LOOK already!" I don't know if he did or not, but that sure was novel, a dancing rat.

Like it or leave it, that was all.



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