Evacuation

The city I work in was being evacuated. I headed over to my parent's house, where I found a note saying they'd already left for Whyoming. As I drove down the street, I came across some fools who'd broken down along the road. I had rented a large Humvee sort of thing, so invited them aboard.

A couple of miles later, we came across a couple truck loads of soldiers, they too had broken down. I offered to take them to their evacuation point, so they climbed on the outside of the vehicle. For some reason the mom of the group thought that was too dangerous, as the zombies might get the. I pointed out that zombies weren't part of the problem, poisoned water supplies and radiation cloud was. The sargent of the squad riding on my bright red Humvee asked me to drive across country to get to the bridge evacuation point faster. I had to slow down enough to keep the soldiers from bouncing off, but we still made goo time, and managed to avoid the rockets that screamed overhead, pockmark in the roadway. we appeared to be the last group out, so the road being blown up was without casualties. Though the Sargent didn't say so, I got the impression that we were the ones blowing up he road, not the terrorists who'd put plutonium dust in the water supply.

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This afternoon was a mostly calmer dream until it wasn't... I was starting a new job subbing in a school in the swampy part of the country. I was walking through the halls when I noticed that all the women teachers were les than five foot tall, and all the men but myself were over six foot tall. Every junction in the halls had double doors, a natural choke point we manned to keep an eye on the kids as they travelled between classes. N was going to school there and wasn't happy about it. He took my keys and keyed J's car. I called him a couple of rude names, immediately felt that was bad decision, as he then tossed the keys into the stream along side the road. I had just picked him up to toss him in after them when I spotted the alligator and snatched him back to the bank, pulling him up seconds before the critter's jaws snapped shut.

The Girl from Yukishima

J and I were starring in a Jimmy Stuart style black and white romantic musical comedy, "The Girl from Yukishima." I don't remember much of the plot, but a good deal of it centered on the antics of J and J's (in the film) younger sister. In the film, J's sister was home during a break from her much beloved Yukishima Blue Monkey University, where she was attending their College of Western Studies -as in the American Wild West. Much of the file she flip-flopped between traditional Japanese and American (movie) Western outfits. J changed between a black evening gown and a Grey puffy sweater over skinny pants. I seemed to always be in a narrow-striped grey three piece suit with a black bow tie. If I was outside, I was wearing a matching pinch-front hat.

There was a particularly rousing pseudo western number (in Japanese and English both) at one point where everyone in a recreated "Rick's Cafe Americain" was joining in and singing along. J played quite the rabble-rouser in the film and when she and her little sister, who was actually taller than me in her heals, got going, all sorts of musical mayhem erupted. Like a Jimmy Stuart character, I kept finding myself in the eye of this blonde, musical, two-woman tornado. I was forced to run to keep up, lest I be engulfed by the surrounding storm. In the tradition of such films, I was working much harder than I would if I'd just let myself be swept up and carried away by the events around me, and that created the central engine for the comedy.

It's been a long time since I've had an all black and white dream, and even longer since I had one with an opening title and end credits. I wish I could remember more than the title. One of the neat things about this dream is that we were playing characters our own ages.

I would go see this film in the theater. *****