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Fermius Firefly

A Dream Log, whenever I remember the dreams I've had.

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Fermius is a pen name drawn from a series of short fiction I wrote when I published the small press magazine Stellanova (on paper.) I play RPG games to escape from my daily grind as a technology wage slave for the state of California. I eat out a lot in order to do my part in supporting our increasingly service level economy. I am butler to 2 feline masters. If you ask them they will tell you I'm not very good at it, late with dinner, don't have enough hands with brushes in them, and sometimes I even lock them out of their office.

Monday, January 15, 2007

Carnival of Confusion, Laptop of Lust, T-Rex of Terror

       I dreamed that N and I were waiting in the hotel bar for confirmatin of our travel to the cruise lines. We had our luggage piled up in a booth when N decided that we were going to need some warmer clothing. She slipped out to shop.
       I heard someone screaming "Bartender! There's a Monkey in my Drink!" followed by gouts of barking laughter. I watched for awhile in the mirror over the back of the booth and finally saw the bartender making something. He shot a dark liquid into the drink and the patron and the barmaid both shouted "Bartender!, There's a monkey in my drink!" I could tell the barmaid was not that excited about it, but the patrons around the bar laughed.
       I walked over and asked what the drink was. The bartender described it and when he got to the last part, a shot of thick oil-like coffee liqueur hae said thats when you shout, "There's a monkey in my drink!" for 25% off. I thanked him and asked for something with coconut and anise flavors. He made something and I went over to the barmaid to pay for it.
       She thought I'd had a "There's a monkey in my drink!" It was $12.60!
       "No it's a coco-anise thing," I held the tumbler up to her, "Sniff. I'm allergic to coffee." She got indignant.
       "A question to the bartender will clear this right up." I was still trying to be pleasant about it. She rang up my drink, adding it to the TMIMD. I patiently explained that I only had one drink, not two, "See," holding up the obviously different than a TMIMD colored drink.
       "I'll just put that on your tab..." and she started adding the drink again.
       I walked back over to the bartender to ask him to straighten out the barmaid.
       I then went back to the booth. The barmaid raced over to drop off the tab, now with three drinks on it. She sneered and turned and stalked off. As she did so N arrived. She had a couple of extra pieces of luggage, both rather old and beat up with the cruise ship name stencilled on them.
       "There's not enough room in our luggage for the coats and long underwear." N explained. She wanted to see the tickets, but I couldn't find them.
       N was angry, "are they back in the room?" she asked cooley.
       "No, I'm sure I had put them in my journal or in one of the books. Lets just look for them before you get too worried." I wrote down the confirmation number in the journal just to be safe, so we have that as well."
       N just growled and made a phone call. I started going through the books and journal I'd packed. The Ship Agent from the cruise lines arrived shortly. N asked her what we needed to do if our tickets were missing. The agent explained that we didn't really have tickets, we had a confirmation and letter of introduction.
       "I have the confirmation number right here," I added in a hopeful voice.
       "That's all you need if your identification matches."
       "It does."
       The barmaid came over with a new receipt. "Your other drinks, mister."
       "What other drinks, there's only the one," I held up the one glass, which I hadn't even drank out of yet, and waved at the empty table." The receipt had another three drinks on it!
       "Let me take care of that," the Ship's Agent said, she took both receipts and walked them over to the bar. The bartender excused himself and came around the bar to talk to her. They both went over to the barmaid at the till and I could tell from the body language that they were both very apologetic to the Ship Agent.
       The ship agent returned to our table with a couple of sodas, one dark and one plain, asked N which she'd like. N took the plain one.
       "Can I go pay for my one drink, now."
       "It's all taken care of."
       "We thank you, and the cruise line."
       "It was just a misunderstanding, here they come now to apologize."
       Sure enough, the barmaid and the barman came over to apologize and offered us anything else we might like, on the house. I declined, but N ordered a rum and diet. A few seconds later a busboy brought three large packages in to us and N started unwrapping them.
       "Open up the suitcase, we need to shuffle some things around for the trip."
       I opened up the loaner suitcase and our over-stuffed one. N started repacking while I made new label inserts from origami paper I had stashed in my journal. I found our boarding information and letter of introduction to the cruise in with the origami paper.

       In the second dream I had my laptop connected to the TV at one of N's relative's homes to show a DVD of parts of our cruise. After the DVD was done, everyone went into the other room to have icecream. When I finished disconnecting the laptop I joined them, sitting at a table that was built around the trunk of a tree. I put the laptop up against the tree to await dessert when the screen saver kicked in. It was randomly going through all the media files on the computer. It came to a folder full of pool pictures, N and her cruise-mates around the pool. I didn't think too much of it, until a younger niece sat down next to us.
       "Cool, was this your cruise?"
       "Yes." I answered, then realized that the beach had been a nude beach, and the shows had been topless shows.
       I reached to turn the computer off, explaining that the cruise had been an "adult cruise" and she really didn't want to see naked pictures of her aunt and uncle, "Did she?"
       "Yes!" she answered. N's sister was sputtering.
       "Hey, I'm tuning it off," I put the lid down while the shutdown procedure ran, "besides, N and I didn't really get naked." I added 'in the pictures,' silently in my head.
       "I can't believe you made those part of the screen saver."
       "They're just in the unsorted vacation photo folder, the program just uses whatever it finds."
       "Thank goodness it didn't find your porn folder," my brother-in-law laughed.
       "Yes, that's in a hidden folder." I knew there wasn't any porn on the laptop, but laughed it up with him.
       N and her sister both elbowed their mates.
       "I know what porn is!" pouted my niece.
       "And you're going to wait until you are grown up and out of your mom and dad's home to admit that again, right?" I asked.
       She giggled. Her mom glared. Dad was trying to be stern, but he was just short of breaking out laughing again, I could see it in his eyes.
       "Oh! Right!" my niece made her eyes huge and round, turned to her parents "Mommy, Daddy, what is this 'porn' you speak of?"
       This time everyone broke up. N leaned over to me and whispered in my ear. "Do I need to split the two of you up?"
       "Hey, I'm not the one who mentioned 'porn', OK?"

       The third dream was just a snippet as I was waking up. N and I were out looking for T-Rex, he'd managed to sneak outside and we were worried about him as there were large open fields at the end of the short culdesac we were on. I called, and heard his answering cry from around the corner, then a howl and hissing.
       I ran around to the corner to see him break away from a woman. He ran to me, holding up his back leg behind him as though it was injured. The woman shouted and I heard brakes, T just managed to dodge a truck accidentally putting weight on his injured leg he howled and tumbled then got up and ran to me. I very carefull picked him up and shouted back to N, "Find a vet!, I'll get him in the car!"
       There was no blood on him, but I could tell his leg was dislocated or broken. I could also tell he was going into shock. This was a full on heart racing wake in a sweat, night terror type dream. Good thing T-Rex was sleeping safely at my feet rather than outside, I wouldn't have been able to calm down until I found him, otherwise.
       

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