i had another dream about being in asbury park. i don’t get it haha. this time…we kept saying we were going to the palace but the whole time we were at the casino. it was set up differently, with the carousel house on the right instead of in front. there was a crowd outside the building because the carousel house was on fire. the back part of the casino was open and we were sticking our heads in to finally see inside. we could see the smoke coming into that section of the building from the carousel house. then suddenly i guess the fire was out, because there was no more smoke, and we wanted to go inside. we started inside and someone said that only people volunteering to sweep the floors were allowed inside. i’m game! i guess the reason we were there in the first place was because there was going to be a clean up. russell was there, apparently he owned it. so we went inside to start sweeping the floors. it was all sand. getting distracted i started digging in the sand to find souvies to take, and there was all sorts of fun stuff buried there. in one corner, under a tree, i had found broken necks of guitars…then digging more, someone buried piano keyboards. we had to go someplace else so we covered the stuff with more sand to come back for it later. went somewhere else, and came back. dug around more, found a bunch of vinyl records… so i took a bruce springsteen one for leighanne, along with this thing that looked like a lighter, or my digi cam battery, that said bruce springsteen on it. then there was tons of mj stuff…vinyl records and books i had never seen before, and i used to have everything. i debated taking them to resell on my site, but passed them up. then i heard russell saying something about how it seems things are getting stolen from inside the building. do do do, not me, i didn’t take anything. then there was more about realizing we would need to find a hotel, cuz we didn’t want to miss the chance to see more of the inside, and kicking myself for deciding not to bring my camera to the building.

then last night i dreamed about the clintons. i was at some sort of political rally…i dont know if it was inaugeration for kerry, or the DNC, but some big political thing. big crowd, people all over. and i happened to be standing next to bill and hilary. there were cameras video taping them and someone had been joking with them about bill having sex in the white house. so they started laughing and joking around about it, and were having alot of fun. they were really cool nice fun people, and i was really impressed that they could joke around and laugh about that whole time period now.

and i dreamed i was driving somewhere, and got lost on the reservation. i think i was trying to go to someones house, but missed their street, and got more and more lost on the reservation. ended up driving into a lake in an SUV but not sinking, because i was scared to stop and ask any of the natives how to get to where i was going. i didn’t want them to shoot me. then i started to see natives that i worked with, so i was able to stop and ask them, but they didn’t really know so they tried drawing us a map that was really unhelpful.