Rat thoughts

I took a nap this afternoon, and had a really weird dream. One of those dreams where you dream you're asleep and dreaming.

It started out with my walking down the street, miming shooting people with an M1903 rifle, even going through the motions of reloading. Then I got in my car and drove out deep into eastern San Diego county, out in the middle of nowhere, ending up at an amusement park that looked a bit like Marineland. After listening to a lecture by Joan Embery, she got annoyed with me for asking when the Shamu show started. Then some kind of battle started between park employees and environmental activists. I suggested that if we shot the killer whales, then the activists would give up and go away. I then started trying to figure out if a .30-06 would kill a whale.

And then a noise woke me up. It sounded like there was someone in my bedroom, but my eyes were stuck together and I couldn't open them. (This actually happens to me fairly often, I have to put some lubricant drops in my eyes, otherwise if I try to force them open, it can cause another corneal erosion.) I couldn't get my eyes to unstick without applying eye drops, which would make it obvious to whoever was in the room that I was awake, so I couldn't try to catch them off guard.

And then I woke up for real.

I woke up at 4:45 this morning to go to work so that I could get off work in time to take my grandmother to the doctor.  I finally got home at 7:00 in the evening.  After taking care of the usual daily household stuff, I fell into bed and was asleep before my head hit the pillow.

And I had one of the weirdest dreams I've ever had.

It took place as some sort of TV show, a cross between a "reality show" and a musical, complete with dance numbers.  I was one of the contestants or whatever.  It involved singing and dancing.   The "show" was set on a yacht that could only have been designed by M.C. Escher.  For some reason, centauress  was the narrator/announcer.

Following a dance number in the style of Grease, but with everyone dressed in futuristic clothing, and singing about chewing gum (which is apparently illegal in the future), the narrator said that the strongest person on the boat (which was apparently me) needed to climb the ladder to the top-most deck for the final "challenge".

I climbed up, and there was dv_girl , dressed up as a white rabbit.  The narrator said something about how it was Easter, and the Easter bunny needed help dyeing eggs.  I was then told I had to pick up the rabbit and dunk her in a plastic kiddie pool filled with a dark colored liquid.  But first, centauress began announcing the prizes that dv_girl would win, which included all sorts of weird things including a wheelbarrow full of books.

[Bad username or unknown identity: It was then I woke up; something I ate for dinner was putting up an argument.]

[Bad username or unknown identity: I rarely ever dream about people I know, but I've had 2 dreams in the past week or so that had someone I know in them.]