DREAM DIARY
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FEBRUARY 04, 2007:
 I had another "bar" dream at...you guessed it...the now-defunct (for over a decade now) Six Eleven Tavern in Seattle WA. USA.
In this dream, the bar's owner Jim Feigley, and bartenders Dale and Roger were there. At one point, I was not on duty, and I felt a little queer (pun not intended) going behind the bar for something. At another point, I was washing some glasses & pitchers in the three-basin Auto Chlor sink.

At some point, I used the women's restroom; the size and layout were approximately that of the real thing; but the toliet had light blue water in the bowl.

Back behind the bar, I went past some kind of beer tap, and noticed it leaking. I fiddled with something on it and got it to stop. Roger asked what I was doing, and I told him the tap was leaking at a rate of approximately one gallon per hour and that I was effecting repairs on it.

The last scene that I remember placed me at the end of the bar (but still behind the bar), and I remember seeing a circular clock on the wall that read approximately 1:35 (it was just before closing time), and a bunch of stuff there that did not exist in the real thing. I believe there was another three-basin Auto Chlor sink there among other things.



FEBRUARY 20, 2007:
 I had another "bar" dream - but I don't remember any of the contents. Just that it was set at the Six Eleven Tavern in Seattle WA. USA.



FEBRUARY 22, 2007:
 I remembered this very brief segment from just before I woke up.
The telephone rang, and I answered it by saying "LED Museum" as usual. A man at the other end said "Is Craig there?", and I said "Speaking". He then said he was calling from the south pole. I said "You mean south pole as in the south pole off this planet?", and he answered "Yes". Then I woke up.




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