I dreamt this morning, that I was going to buy solid copper dice for my friend Mike. like D&D dice. I got the new dice in a bag, and then was uncertain if they would actually suffice for his needs. so when he was out of the room, I grabbed his dice bag.

I rolled them all out into my hand. I saw that the set I had bought would not replace all the dice he used, and decided I'd have to augment the set before giving it to him. some of his dice were the same cheap yellow dice I had from my first D&D set. there were a couple though that were crazy looking, irregular shapes, looked like two white d12s fused together with a bar of lego-like plastic. the numbers weren't centered on the faces but were along the center of the edges, sort of like a rotated triomino. I started to worry that there was no metal dice equivalent for that sort of thing. I put the dice back as I heard him come back into the room, and knew he'd be really mad.

someone came in with a very heavy inch-thick slab of silver, and set it on the table, which was a pale wood sort of like a new butcher block. I got this strange wide-U shaped handle and brought it over the silver, and using it I pulled out (without touching it with my fingers) dice cut in the way of Mike's weird fused d12s. the edges were very rough in that striated way metal gets; it had just been cut and not yet smoothed for use.

I don't remember the details too much but I dreamed that we were supposed to be driving somewhere, caravaning with a group of people in some sort of car club setting. we were in a red convertible BMW, but it was an exception, they wanted us to be driving blue volvos which were older (rounded design, that old). the blue was sort of a metallic sky blue.

we ended up going through some gate, following another 3 or 4 people in a blue volvo. there was some implication of spying going on, and a potential for a shootout.

that's all I remember :-/

I was dreaming in fits. the alarm kept going off. I don't remember it all but the overarching theme was that I had to prove myself.

in one scene though I was to go hottubbing with a bunch of people. some of theme were coworkers or otherwise professional acquaintances and I really really was uncomfortable taking my clothes off in front of them. I did not want them to see how out of shape I was. finally someone convinced me that I was in OK shape. I took off my clothes and headed for a hottub.

Matt G was in there and saw me. unlike other people who would not say anything, he calls things like he sees 'em and he said something like o wow, shari, I did not know you looked like that. hey look at shari, she looks good!

I did not feel good about that either becuase it made it obvious to me that people had thought or talked about the way I look and dress.