Almost Re-Married

        I dreamed that N was gone and I had somehow been talked into re-marrying. Not something I would think likely. We were all standing around waiting for my bride. She appeared to be a no-show.

“I guess she’s wised up.” I said. I was thinking that this was a smart thing, to not show up. My bride, a wide bottomed brown-haired woman, built much like CC now CL didn’t seem to me to be the marrying kind either, so I wondered what we’d been thinking.

“This is better for the tax situation, anyway.” One of the guests tried to console me. Strangely, I didn’t really think I needed consoling, I was in fact quite relieved.

“We understand if you want us all to leave, I’d be pretty depressed right now.”

Instead of being depressed about it, I decided that we would have the reception instead, a sort of “Coming to our Senses” celebration.  We started moving the chairs around and the caterers brought in the tables to convert the hall into a party room.

        The bride finally showed up. She was quite miffed that we’d started the party without the wedding. I explained that there would be no wedding; this was a “Coming to our Senses” celebration. She seemed to be somewhat relieved as well, but then bent over and mooned the assembly.

        My bride seemed to have a fire-hose under her skirts. The spray washed away the furniture and decorations leaving behind a sort of hay loft, and barn structure. The reaction of the spray flung her out of the scene also.

        “Now I know I’m dreaming,” one of my guests said.

        “No,” I thought, “I’m the one who’s dreaming.” I helped pull people up over the wet hay bales and we went back to our party until the dream dissolved into eating and dancing and chit chat that was entirely too random to remember.

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Forest Cruise Ship

       N and I were on a cruise, not sure to where. The destination didn't seem to be important, though, as we were having a great time racing through the forests trying to round up buffalo. The cruise ship was a huge forest from bow to stern. There were a couple of circular stair cases around the ship that allowed you to run down below decks to where the regular cruise ship cabins were located, as well as the dining rooms and shops. The entire upper deck of the ship was a forest, though, green and lush, a mix of pines and eldar, ash, birch and elms. I found a couple of oaks and walnut trees as well. I remember thinking that there should be more nut trees if they wanted to cut down on their food bills.
       I wondered if I could build such a ship, and if it could actually support buffalo and people (though certainly not as many as were aboard the ship in the dream.) Sort of a "bioboat" instead of a "biosphere."

Elf Lady says "No Swimming."

       I dreamed I was on the shore of a large lake. I made my way down to the end of a dock and there was a tall golden-haired woman with pointy ears and wide narrow eyes, the very essense of elf-hood. I smiled and waved at her.
       "There's no swimming in the sacred lake," she said.
       "Thanks," was all I could say. I hadn't actually been planning on swimming, only sitting on the dock looking over the water at the forest on the other side. Nothing in the dream would give any indication that I'd had any intention of swimming.

Cyan Archeopteryx

I dreamed I was exploring some jungle ruins when I came across a pirate skeleton. There were rusty iron bars holding the bones agains a large blue gray stone. On the bars was a feathery catlike creature, bright cyan feathers glinting in the leaf filtered sun. It seemed docile so we moved closer and realized that it wasn't a pair of macaws, but a single large bird-like creature with clawed fingers at the bend of its wing.

We were taken aback, both by its color and its construction. It was a beatiful animal, and very friendly. I offered it some trail-mix and it climbed up onto my shoulder (like a good pirate pet.) It stayed with us as we made our way back to camp, allowing us to take many pictures of it. I had the feeling that we were going to be able to take it with us all the way back to civilization.

WOW Credit Card

        I dreamed that I was shopping with N and we were using Gold, Silver and Copper coins.(Visible in their little WOW windows on the bottom of a credit card like item that looked remarkably like the WOW Backpack display.) Now, we weren't buying World of Warcraft sorts of stuff, just normal sorts of everyday items, like milk, carrots and a couple of the cheap plastic storage bowls with lids to use for cat food. (We we purchasing an upgrade the feed pet skill for our own personal horde-lings.)

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Raving

       I was at some sort of Pizza place, one much like Killer Pizza from Mars, but larger, and more brightly lit. I was surrounded by tables full of rather poorly behaved soccer kids (or softball, not sure, really). After the second spilled soda landed in my lap, I started loudly complaining about the inability of parents to monitor their children in public places.

Nightmare Cat Flu

        I dreamed there was some sort of infection going through the pride. N screamed from the kitchen. Little John had collapsed on the counter. She thought he was dead. He wasn’t, but he was breathing very shallow, phlegm filled breaths. His heartbeat was strong. I elevated his back end and encouraged him to drain. We covered him to keep him warm. I asked N to call the vet to see if we could give him anything. (And to keep her busy.)

        All of the cats were sneezing or coughing. N was crying because we’d all ready lost Princess Tiger Lilly and one of the kittens.

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Out of Control, Hostile Gods

        I know I had a dream before the one that follows, but the last dream I had this morning, with its out of control feelings and lush green hills and forests drove the memory of the first dream of the night clear out of my head.

        I dreamed I was with N, or someone like her, in a Plymouth like Cecil, only this one was a convertible model. We were driving through a very rural area. The top was down, the air was warm but not unpleasantly so. The farms and forests were all browns and greens, peaceful to the point of feeling empty.

N-alike was conversing with me as we drove. We stopped along side the road for a picnic. After the picnic, yummy food and good company,  I found myself driving off into a rutted overgrown road rather than being able to make the turn back to the main road. I tried to veer off in the direction of the main road, but the car suddenly wouldn’t steer, and wouldn’t slow down. I even had to shut the motor off to get it to finally glide to a stop. I found that I could steer just a little bit, about enough to keep us on the track.

        We found ourselves at the end of the road, overlooking a canyon just beyond a split rail fence. There was a farm of some sort in the canyon. Like the others we’d passed on the road, it looked like a pleasant but abandoned place. There were crops in the fields, but also a large number of weeds and other signs of decay were showing. Paint peeled from the barn and house, fence gates were open, and there were no chickens in the coop, although there were some on the porch roof and atop the barn. I saw no larger animals like cows or horses, or people. There were no cars or trucks either, though earlier we’d seen a couple of tractors in the fields, one tipped over with weeds growing up through its back wheels.

        I looked around the low hills, and decided to make my way up to the top of a nearby rise that seemed a bit higher than the others. There was a stand of trees on part of it, but I figured I would have a pretty good view of where we were.

        N-alike suggested that I take the goat.

        I looked, and there was a goat in the back seat. I couldn’t seem to find any reason to have the goat in the first place, so I left it behind.

        As I approached the top of the hill, a female centaur and a large orange boar came out of the forest together. (Centaur hunter from WOW?) The woman asked if she could do something for me.

        “We just need to know where we are and how to get back to where we were going. Thank you for offering.”

        “That requires a sacrifice,” she stated.

        I realized that I should have brought the goat. “What sort of sacrifice would the goat have been, it isn’t really mine. I don’t even know how it got in the car.”

        “We must be appeased.”

        “Goofy rules,” I said, resigned.

        The Boar launched himself at me and the POV shifted to me watching from some distance as both the boar and the centaur attacked me.

        “Now, how is that supposed to get us back on the right road?” I decided that gods and demigods must be crazy. I watched myself fall. Then they started chewing one me for a bit.

        They left after a bit, apparently satisfied.  I guess I should have brought the goat, though I couldn’t see how that would have made any difference as they just wandered back into the forest. N alike was still in the car waiting with the goat.

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