My stuffed animal pig had turned a deep red (instead of her usual powder pink). I said it was because she was sun-burned.
Was in a mall food court and saw an ex-boyfriend (looking exactly like his mid-20s self) even though it's been over 12 years. But when I stopped him, he seemed bewildered.
Louis C.K. was in my dream, can't remember what he was doing.
Had a couple hairless baby pandas in my kitchen. They started doing back flips all over the place, and I thought about opening the back door to let them outside, but then was afraid they'd run away. So I try to get them under a cardboard box with holes cut into it.
A guy who created super-powerful scents, using his own bodily smell. He was constantly sniffing his own crotch. His scents were sold black-market though, like drugs.
Peeing endlessly on the carpet.
Vincent Cassel wearing a Crips blue bandana do-rag on his head. I was in France with him and a German girl backpacker -- I couldn't speak any German.
Showing posts with label foreign country. Show all posts
Showing posts with label foreign country. Show all posts
Monday, December 12, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Arab Chinatown
I woke up on a tour bus traveling through what seemed to be a Chinatown in a Muslim country (Egypt perhaps?). Signs were in Chinese and Arabic. I realized I was on a Princeton trip, and I still had work I needed to do. Someone wanted me to make an animated e-card with ET flying past the moon.
Then I was no longer with the tour, but instead with just my family in a van. My uncle was driving the van, and my cousin was navigating with help from the GPS. Looking out the window I saw someone dressed in a military uniform (in China, military surplus is quite popular attire) taking a dump on the sidewalk. When we got to our hotel, I decided to change out of the flimsy ballet flats I was wearing into more substantial shoes.
Then I was no longer with the tour, but instead with just my family in a van. My uncle was driving the van, and my cousin was navigating with help from the GPS. Looking out the window I saw someone dressed in a military uniform (in China, military surplus is quite popular attire) taking a dump on the sidewalk. When we got to our hotel, I decided to change out of the flimsy ballet flats I was wearing into more substantial shoes.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Rain Indoors
I was in Africa staying in a big Victorian townhouse. I was sleeping on the top floor, and there was torrential rain outside, and suddenly the rain was inside the house. The roof apparently was not holding out the water, and it was pouring inside. The heavy raindrops on my face woke me up. There were other people sleeping in sleeping bags with me on the top floor, so we retreated down to a lower level where it was still dry.
I wondered why the owners of the house - who were an older British couple - had not fixed the roof, but I figured it was a huge house for just 2 people, and they probably never had to deal with things on the top floor if they didn't need to.
The next day, the sun was shining, and the temperature was astronomically high, and so the wet top floor was like a sauna, the sun baking away all the moisture.
I wondered why the owners of the house - who were an older British couple - had not fixed the roof, but I figured it was a huge house for just 2 people, and they probably never had to deal with things on the top floor if they didn't need to.
The next day, the sun was shining, and the temperature was astronomically high, and so the wet top floor was like a sauna, the sun baking away all the moisture.
Labels:
foreign country,
rain,
water
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Lots of walking in Latin America
Redneckhunter and I were living in Latin America, as was my friend Claire. I walked through a bunch of fields, and climbed a couple of stone walls to get to Claire's place one day. We then walked a whole bunch more and down a subway stairwell on our way to meet another friend Holly. I was telling Claire about how we hadn't yet gone to McDonald's while moving here, but that I wanted to go on Christmas.
Labels:
foreign country,
subway
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Face from the past
Last night I dreamed I was watching the filming of a commercial. It was set in a European city on the steps of a Metro station and went back in forth in time following 2 people, a man and woman,who kept missing each other -- as children and as adults. And as I'm watching, I realize that the woman playing the adult version of the female is a former friend of mine, V.
V. was one of my first friends I met when I moved to NYC. She was a Mexican girl from LA and I had a bit of a girl-crush on her. When I first met her, she had a skater-girl look - short curly hair, barrettes, wore Vans. She taught me how to cook killer enchiladas, we went to hear bands together, she worked at Barneys and let me use her employee discount. We started drifting apart after she married a guy named Vinnie and moved to Queens. I was still a lazy Manhattanite for whom going to the outer boroughs was a major trip. She was slowly changing too - Vinnie liked her hair long, Vinnie liked it with blond highlights, Vinnie liked her wearing heels...
Anyway, as I watched the commercial filming, I thought about saying something to her, but just like the boy character kept walking by and just missing her, so did I.
V. was one of my first friends I met when I moved to NYC. She was a Mexican girl from LA and I had a bit of a girl-crush on her. When I first met her, she had a skater-girl look - short curly hair, barrettes, wore Vans. She taught me how to cook killer enchiladas, we went to hear bands together, she worked at Barneys and let me use her employee discount. We started drifting apart after she married a guy named Vinnie and moved to Queens. I was still a lazy Manhattanite for whom going to the outer boroughs was a major trip. She was slowly changing too - Vinnie liked her hair long, Vinnie liked it with blond highlights, Vinnie liked her wearing heels...
Anyway, as I watched the commercial filming, I thought about saying something to her, but just like the boy character kept walking by and just missing her, so did I.
Labels:
europe,
film,
foreign country,
subway
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