Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Exploding Bullet
For some reason, to create some kind of diversion for some reason???, Steve and me and Frances had to explode a bullet. I think it was Frances who handed me the bullet. It was pretty big. Yuk. I was to place it in a room and then shoot at it with a rifle or something so it would explode, and tghen we would run. But I was concerned that we would explode with it. And then some family nearby came home and were outside in their yard, and I thought how will we get away without someone noticing, so we should wait. I remember aiming at the bullet but not firing.
Then Frances was no longer there, and there was a 3rd guy, don't know who he was. The sheriff had either tracked us down or driven us out on some weird peninsula or low lying island. Steve erased some strange lines drawn on the car's window, and this was supposed to demonstrate that the 3rd guy, who now turned out to be the sheriff's son, was the guilty party. He was put into the back seat of the sheriff's car, like a prisoner, and the sheriff opened his trunk and some case deep within it and took out a very big kind of sawed-off shotgun type of gun. He was very angry and was waving it around and stomping around, furious. I was terrified. Then I noticed that water was halfway up to our knees. I said, O my god, the tide is coming in. Then the sheriff was driving the car, back over some causeway thru water that kept rising, Steve was also in the backseat, but I was madly trying to hang onto the fender of the car and being pulled thru the water.
Don't remember if we got out of there safely.
Then I was up in some gorgeous mountains, lots of people around, and John Mayo gave me a bottle !!! that had an article printed on it, saying I might want to read it. It was hard to read because I kept having to turn the bottle around and around and some parts were transparent, making it hard to read, but the article was about a tennis tournament, and my name was mentioned 4 or 5 times!! I was very excited about this. There was even a picture of me and Rachel !! as my partner coming off the court looking triumphant. I tried to show the bottle to Steve, but I think he couldn't read it.
Then I was driving, some alternate road in maybe Talla., which I didn't quite recognize, but I knew I would eventually get to a place that I would recognize. I parked next to some buuilding, don't know why, and there was Carolina !! playing tennis with an older much taller woman. I knew they weren't gong to win because I could tell Carolina wasn't trying very hard. She saw me and waved and waved at someone else. I peeked around the corner, and there was Steve, also watching. I joined him.
Then I was driving from Carp. to SB, along the highway that exists only in my dreams, maybe with Edna, or Judy, and we came to a big intersectiomn that was newish. I knew if I took that road, I would not be quite sure where it came out, and so wanted to get back on the coast road.
Then we were in mountains again, maybe supposed to be Montana or Wyoming. Judy and Edna had a nice house there with beautiful views, even if it was in a valley. Joan came along and drove me to see her house. She was driving a jeep, I was in the back ??? and I thought she was driving way too fast as she careened along a dirt road. But the views were spectacular, snow covered mountains in the distance. Then she went up, still going very fast, a steep incline and over the top and we sailed into space. I screamed all the way down. But she somehow floated the car down at the last minute so it wasn't a hard landing. I looked back at the road, and it was so steep I wondered how anyone coujld go UP it. But I also knew there was an alternate route. ?? We got higher and higher in the mountains. I asked her if she lived up here all alone. She said, Oh no. Then she came around a particular sharp and tricky corner, with another car waiting for her to naviagte it... I guess they heard her coming and waited, and then there was a patch of snow and she parked. I said something about her being in the snow all the time. I could see another mountain side off to the other direction that was a patchwork of snow and green. This was where she lived, but we never got to a house.
Then Frances was no longer there, and there was a 3rd guy, don't know who he was. The sheriff had either tracked us down or driven us out on some weird peninsula or low lying island. Steve erased some strange lines drawn on the car's window, and this was supposed to demonstrate that the 3rd guy, who now turned out to be the sheriff's son, was the guilty party. He was put into the back seat of the sheriff's car, like a prisoner, and the sheriff opened his trunk and some case deep within it and took out a very big kind of sawed-off shotgun type of gun. He was very angry and was waving it around and stomping around, furious. I was terrified. Then I noticed that water was halfway up to our knees. I said, O my god, the tide is coming in. Then the sheriff was driving the car, back over some causeway thru water that kept rising, Steve was also in the backseat, but I was madly trying to hang onto the fender of the car and being pulled thru the water.
Don't remember if we got out of there safely.
Then I was up in some gorgeous mountains, lots of people around, and John Mayo gave me a bottle !!! that had an article printed on it, saying I might want to read it. It was hard to read because I kept having to turn the bottle around and around and some parts were transparent, making it hard to read, but the article was about a tennis tournament, and my name was mentioned 4 or 5 times!! I was very excited about this. There was even a picture of me and Rachel !! as my partner coming off the court looking triumphant. I tried to show the bottle to Steve, but I think he couldn't read it.
Then I was driving, some alternate road in maybe Talla., which I didn't quite recognize, but I knew I would eventually get to a place that I would recognize. I parked next to some buuilding, don't know why, and there was Carolina !! playing tennis with an older much taller woman. I knew they weren't gong to win because I could tell Carolina wasn't trying very hard. She saw me and waved and waved at someone else. I peeked around the corner, and there was Steve, also watching. I joined him.
Then I was driving from Carp. to SB, along the highway that exists only in my dreams, maybe with Edna, or Judy, and we came to a big intersectiomn that was newish. I knew if I took that road, I would not be quite sure where it came out, and so wanted to get back on the coast road.
Then we were in mountains again, maybe supposed to be Montana or Wyoming. Judy and Edna had a nice house there with beautiful views, even if it was in a valley. Joan came along and drove me to see her house. She was driving a jeep, I was in the back ??? and I thought she was driving way too fast as she careened along a dirt road. But the views were spectacular, snow covered mountains in the distance. Then she went up, still going very fast, a steep incline and over the top and we sailed into space. I screamed all the way down. But she somehow floated the car down at the last minute so it wasn't a hard landing. I looked back at the road, and it was so steep I wondered how anyone coujld go UP it. But I also knew there was an alternate route. ?? We got higher and higher in the mountains. I asked her if she lived up here all alone. She said, Oh no. Then she came around a particular sharp and tricky corner, with another car waiting for her to naviagte it... I guess they heard her coming and waited, and then there was a patch of snow and she parked. I said something about her being in the snow all the time. I could see another mountain side off to the other direction that was a patchwork of snow and green. This was where she lived, but we never got to a house.
# posted by Zanny @ 9:42 AM 
