The secret life of executive assistants and the French

Dreamed I was watching a movie starring Sarah Michelle Gellar as an executive assistant who finds herself in this sordid corporate underworld where ultimate power lies in the hands of executive assistants, who sleep with people strategically to gain corporate secrets, etc.

Then Redneckhunter and I were on our way to the house of someone I do part-time web work for. She was having us over to watch a movie, and I said to Redneckhunter, I guarantee you if it's a French movie, we'll see some male genitalia and someone in the movie will be sleeping with their sister or brother.

Zeppelin crash

I was in a field mesmerized by watching a huge low-flying blimp. I was watching the blimp approach and it kept getting closer and closer and lower and lower, and at a certain point I thought, wow, that's really too low. And I and some others in the field, started standing up and moving, worried that the blimp was coming right toward us, but before it reached me, it crashed, just slowly fell right into the ground.

Then it caught on fire, and the heat from the flame knocked me down. Later I found myself at a hotel where apparently they had brought the families of the crash victims. And I was stopped and questioned by a cop who looked like Richard Belzer. He seemed a little hard on me, until I started crying.

Dysfunctional neighbors

I dreamed that Redneckhunter and I lived in a duplex townhouse where we shared an entryway with our neighbors. On this particular day, we had people visiting (our guest kept switching between our friends in London, and my cousins in New Rochelle, and their kids), and our neighbors also seemed to be having some sort of big brunch party at their place, as guests kept coming in and making a lot of noise.

The neighbors were a couple where the husband was gay and the wife was considerably older and straight. And we found out the reason for the party was because the husband's mother was giving birth at their house, and her lesbian wife was the one doing the delivery.

How do you make it stop?

While on vacation, the night after quite a choppy ferry ride, I dreamed that redneckhunter and I lived on a houseboat, which was tipping and swaying quite dangerously. And like all people who live on houseboats (*sarcasm*) I had decorated the place with tons of glass objects like tall vases and such. So I was running around the place, scooping up vases before they rolled off of counters and tables, and with my hands full of glass items, I kept saying to my unresponsive husband, "How do you make it stop? How do you make it stop?"

Dating in NYC

I had a dream where I was on a date in NYC.  We went to a normal lightweight restaurant, were taken to a big booth, but there was someone already sitting there, so we were then given a tiny table in a bad spot.  Then we made small talk, and I wondered to myself why I am so bad at dating small talk.

Then some high school friends showed up.  I saw them as they were walking in/by, and was trying to decide whether to shout out to them or not, when one of them saw me, and they all came over.

Then I realized I had forgotten my date's name, so I did the old "pretend you can't talk because you have food in your mouth" thing, and let her introduce herself to them.  [I am horrible with names, sometimes forgetting them within seconds of learning them, and often fail miserably at introducing people.]

Then my date...turned black.  Which is especially odd, since I don't generally find black women sexually attractive.

Then some of my high school friends...turned black.  Well, my friends didn't actually turn black, but a number of new, black friends showed up.  Except that I had very, very few black schoolmates in high school.

Then my phone rang, and it was my boss.  I remember being very scared about this, since he doesn't normally call me on weekends, or whenever this date was taking place.  But it turned out he was asking me to come back because of some medical related stuff.

Then I woke up.

Close quarters

Redneckhunter and I were in a motel with 2 of his friends - we had connecting rooms with an adjoining bathroom. I went into the bathroom while redneckhunter was taking a shower, and the floor was full of water. It was one of those walk-in tubs for old people, and he had forgotten to close the door.

Then we were eating at a cafeteria, and his friend Cashman was the first to sit down with his food, only he had picked a very small booth, so the 4 of us were squeezed in to a tiny booth. Only since he had already started eating, he was too lazy to want to move and find another table.

Swim-up Zoo & VHS tape

I was at a swim-up zoo - it was like the safari drive idea, but with water animals. Two girls I went to high school with were also there, and a friend who used to live in Princeton. The zookeeper apparently had a child with one of the sea creatures - a weird hybrid.

I was running with Debbie and was having a hard time, then I realized it was because I was carrying a backpack. I didn't even have it on with both shoulders, I was carrying it with one strap and running lopsided. So I decided to ditch the bag by the side of the road, but first I opened it to see if there was anything in it that I'd be worried about leaving. The only thing I decided to take out and run with for fear that it would get stolen was a VHS tape of the movie "After Hours."

I was at a cocktail party, sitting at a table with my current co-workers, and I ran into my boss at my old job. I was self-conscious because my hair was messy.