this dream has faded out but I was involved with a guy who was doing human experiementation out in a big ranch-like house in the Mojave. he had a baby and took out the baby's skull and messed with it quite a bit. I remember looking at the screaming child on the table as the doctors messed with its head and hoping I would never need to experience what it was feeling.

but then an ambiguity was introduced becuase maybe I had. the dream lept forward and the child was older, and had no skull still. I was younger, and was now maybe in my late teens, and I was missing most of my skull, and we were both being watched over by this guy.

I had to run an errand and she offered to ride a motorcycle to do it. I said no way becuase she had no skull, it was really dangerous. she got on a bicycle and rode around, defiant.

there was more to it but it's really faded. maybe later.

I was camping with a group of people. it was some organized medium-sized trip - a few hundred folks takiong over the campground. the campground was typical SoCal Los Padres type, deserty scrub...

the group I was with, we set something up with one of the picnic tables and coolers and stuff. it was getting towards eevening and two women arrived who I thought woudl be cool to camp with. they were well known. what happened though was they were very bitchy becuase we hadn't hooked up the running water yet (there was a hookup near the picnic table, and a drain pipe too). I got a lot of lecturing on letting it go. but really, we weren't ready to do that - were missing a cooler or something.

elena was there with her husband and they had brought this ancient mid-sized RV. it was packed full of stuff and it was dusty and the interior was cracked and crumbly with age. I was rummaging through it and it had spiderwebs.

there was a place in the center of the campground where one could go and play "desert games". like drop a ring on a piece of wood stuck in a cactus. one ofthem involved a snake handling, I really wanted to do that. before you could you had to drop the rings. I found I was able to win that game.

my dream was long and rambly. for once, the personalities of all the real people were, actually, their personalities...

we were on mars, which was getting terraformed. the rockets used to transport cargo were these strange reverse-conical things with dual-cylinder launch pads. the time & place of the dream was about 3 years after the terraforming started.

I was working with Ingrid on a dockfront business building, which was mostly glass. these scenes shifted back and forth between present and 2-years-ago flash backs, when I worked on installing the glass, was always worried about oxygen, and had a supervisor who used a switch on my legs to exact obedience. the present was just Ingrid and I having lunch and discussing our next contract; Ingrid was sort of a confident mercenary type.

the landscaping and water and dock were all new in the last year and it was quite pleasant. we went on a small powered boat... small for a yacht, big for anything else, maybe pontoon-sized. I noted some dark suits on a much larger nearby boat, that wasn't docked. I asked Ingrid can you hold your breath? and she said yes of course and we jumped into the water... went down down down maybe 20 feet. I started to panick at the depth when our boat started up and realized if I was any higher I would have been caught in the screws.

we went onto the shore and into the glass buildings.

I was on some street corner with other people in a line. I think it was some sort of line for temp work or something. around the corner out of an alley comes a shopping cart, but with no child-seat. in the shopping cart is heather's legless torso, upright; it's like she had become a cyborg except the robot part was the shopping cart.

her hair was perfect. she wheeled around and was apparently responsible for organizing the line or whatever. I wanted to ask her why but I didn't.

I was going with Karine to some business in downtown Ventura. we pulled into a sunny lot and went into a whitewashed adobe building. while we were walking towards the buidling she told me she'd found a bowling alley there, but it was weird becuase it would not allow bowlers to use their own bowling balls.

she went upstairs ahead of me, but when I got to the second floor hallway, she wasn't to be seen. I went around a corner and heard bowling. I approached the place and there was a broad carpeted scale one had to stand on before entering. a lady was at the desk nearby. I looked around, and realized that the reason for all this was that they were pushing the limits of what the second storey could hold. if too many bowlers had their own bowling balls, that woudl be heavy and the building might not support it. the lady confirmed this for me, but said since business was light and nobody else had them, I could bowl with my own bowling balls this time.

I don't remember this dream too well either, but it started out on a little girl's birt'day in a far land. there was a white arch or arbour made of metal. she had a mentor who was entrusted with some important papers... a stack like 18 inches high.

something went wrong and they got thrown out. in my dream they and a couple others were travelling, keeping the arch and the papers. they were not prepared to travel, and in the course of their adventures both the papers and the arch took a beating. every place we went, the arch had to be set up. at one point the entire stack of papers ended up in the ocean and we all tried to rescue what we could. all the frilly parts of the arch evenutally broke off leaving the poles and cross piece.

I can't remember the details on this one too well. I was in some generic urban bad neighbourhood of the down town variety, and it was after dark. I was there with a couple friends and we were visiting a campus, or a hospital, to find something out, or resuce a person trapped in the hospital... don't remember. the grounds were old in the sense that they had mature trees and walls with iron bars that were not always straight. the crime rate in the area was a concern.

we wandered around, vaguely lost, not sure what we were looking for. ran into a couple of people who pointed us in the right direction. I don't recall what happened next but it was not good and we had to get out of there.

I dreamed of mo. I hadn't seen her for a while, and then suddenly she was back, as if nothing happened. nothing probably did.

we had to go somewhere, mo and karine and heather and I, and so we were there and hanging out. the place made me think of a studio lot. I was sitting next to mo on the pavement (she was to my right) and we were chatting about nothing in particular. part of my mind toyed with the incongruity of that, but whatever. to our left, maybe 15 feet away, was a chainlink fence, with that sort of green stuff that made it opaque to prevent passerby from looking through to the other side. anyhow we started laughing and both fell back to the pavement, and I realized that the physical click had happened.

mo rolled over me, to the other side of me and we were still talking. she was lying to my left, on her side facing me with her head propped up by her hand. a few yards away karine was watching, and shaking her head. I tried not to become too physically familiar, since nothing material had changed, but was fighting both that tendency and an incredible sense of deja vù.

then I woke up.

this is sort of disjointed, I am typing it long after the fact... I dreamt I was living with amity and one other person - heather? in some sort of school-sponsored housing. it was like a generic apartment with a couple bedrooms.

it was early evening and in the basement was a large computer room like from the early 90s. or from a movie... I found that if one believed enough, and went into the basement, then the outside would would change into this new place, lit with brightly coloured lights and very friendly. Amity knew about it too... I can't tell if the world changed, or we shifted to somewhere else...

we were preparing either to have people over or to go out, and I just wanted to have that change thing happen one more time... I snuck off to try to make it happen, but was too distracted by the upcoming events. that did not really deter me, I knew I could do it...

I dreamt I was living in an older suburban house, like the kind one finds in west LA or the older parts of the Valley, with Karine, Heather, and Elena. we were going to throw a party and were scrambling to get the house ready.

I was outside dealing with the lawn and stuff. there was a tarp and a hose and other shite on the part of the lawn near the driveway, leading back to the backyard. I wanted to get that all picked up so someone didn't hurt themselved tripping over the hose or whatever in the dark. Heather came to ask me what I was doing dorking around outside when there was so much other cleanup to do. I told her this was important too and it would also be good if we all could move our cars down the street so folks had a place to park.

Elena moved her car while I coiled up the hose. I think we were going to hook up Xmas lights to the faucet to give it a nice effect. anyhow I discovered that we had three or four spiders on that part of the lawn that were similar to the one I have now in a tank. I called for help and got a cookie jar to pick them up. we talked about whether they would kill each other if we had more than one together.

the backyard was almost clean and other people were getting the spiders. it was all almost ready and I had to move my own cars. I think the first early birds were showing up and I wasn't ready personally but that always happens. but at that point I woke up with a guy at the door.