Rough night at the bar

I was with my friend Karin at a very dark bar, and we saw 2 dudes who looked like Osama Bin Laden. Of course we didn't really think it was Bin Laden, until my brother-in-law Kyle who is in the Special Forces came in and attacked the one Bin Laden who was still there with a knife. The other Bin Laden however, had snuck out a back door.

I had to move behind some dark heavy black curtains - they were like theater curtains, and there were flamenco dancers back there, and I had a maneuver past the heavy skirts of their costumes. I was crawling on the floor under and past their skirts.

Suddenly I realized there were mice and rats everywhere all over the floor with me, so I freaked out and woke myself up.

Terrorist and Trinkets

Last night, I dreamed I was in a house with many other women, and I had a baby. Somehow, a man threatening us with a nuclear device got all of us women to lie down on rows of mats, and prepare to meet this nuclear blast that would kill us all. I held the baby as I lay on my mat.

Of course, he was full of shit, and we lay there a while as nothing happened, until someone realized that he had just left the house and run away. So we all got up and went outside. The house was not a house I had ever lived in. It looked like the typical southern California housing developments that you always see in movies (like on Weeds). Some of the neighbors starting coming out, and one of our neighbors was my high school boyfriend John. Only he seemed a little on the slow side.