DREAM DIARY
If I remember the dream, it will live on here for everyone to remember.
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DECEMBER 20, 2007:
 In this dream, I was paying rapid-fire visits to all of the "touristy" parts of Juneau AK. USA; only it was not a town of ~25,000 - it was much larger - perhaps a city of a million or two. I remember going to the top of Telephone Hill, then coming back down via concrete stairs. I did not descend the lengthy stairs by walking though; I kind of "glided" down them. I also remember walking through Merchant's Wharf (a small indoor "mall" near Marine Park; with wooden plank walls, ceiling, and unfinished wooden plank floor); I believe I was looking for a pet shop. The weather was pleasant; partly cloudy with temperatures in the mid-70s. I do remember seeing water on the ground during at least a small part of my visit, but it posed no problems whatsoever.
This dream was rather vivid and seemed real.



DECEMBER 20, 2007:
 Yes, another series of dreams remembered on this same date.
All three of these snippets took place at home here in Sacramento CA. USA.

1: I dreamt that there was a water leak in my bathroom; maroon-tinted water was running down the wall and onto a narrow "shelf" above the vanity. It was very early morning, and I knew that I would not be successful in getting management or maintenance on the telephone. I had a real water leak here about twelve days ago; the upstairs neighbour's water heater went to pot and water was coming from my bedroom ceiling - at times pouring quite vigorously

2: I dreamt that there were two homeless men about to go fishing for stuff from our dipsty dumpsters; one of them had a bicycle with a front basket. Again, it was very early morning, and I knew that I would not be successful in getting management or maintenance on the telephone.

3: I dreamt that I left my cane leaning against a table or other piece of furniture in the house - I was just coming in from outside and the lights were on, indicating that my sister was awake. I was trying to figure out how to get to the cane without her seeing me.



DECEMBER 28, 2007:
 In this dream, my now-deceased best friend Paul Casey was not in fact deceased. I was doing something "naughty" (possibly "spanking the monkey?) in a darkened room, and noticed a figure in a door that was opened ~12". I went over to see who it was, and it was Paul! We hugged and exchanged greetings for a long time, then the dream shifted. Next thing you know, Paul and I were on Broadway (Seattle's gay street); I was letting him use my electric scooter while I walked with the aid of a cane and used the other hand to steady myself against the scooter's left-hand armrest. We moved north on Broadway, admiring the plethora of store signs - these "signs" were extremely numerous, and consisted of text and/or pictures printed on cotton "flags". These "flags" were suspended from horizontal poles, so they required no wind to be fully unfurled. The street was narrower than the real thing, and was totally devoid of vehicular traffic, so Paul and myself were in no danger whatsoever of getting honked at or mowed down by a car.

I may have also had a bottle of poppers (used to relax the embouchure - er...uh...relax the bunghole before the partner inserts his {vulgar term for male urinator/inseminator; also a word used to describe a male chicken - four letters, starts with "c" and ends with "k"} into it), but I do not remember opening the bottle to use it.




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