One of the best dreams of all time must  be the White Fish dream.  I'll type it up first because it's one of the oddest. I was in a mall parking lot.  Also present were a normal fluffchick and her fascist shirt-tucker boyfriend.   He dropped her off so she could shop, and I noticed that he had a white fish on a leash. I asked him if maybe the fish would get away, and suddenly we were no longer in a parking lot, but rather in a small room.  He was emphatic that the fish would *not* escape. He took the fish, dipped its head in a bowl of blue sauce (the same color as Colgate gel), licked a stripe in it, and said, "See? It's not going anywhere!"  At that time, the fish got away.  We looked for it by watching the floor of the room.  We saw something white scurrying across the floor, but a fish it was not.  It was an albino guinea pig with thin, wetted-down fur.  It was wearing a white siphon-shaped mask reminiscent of David Lynch (his style, rather than himself).  I don't remember any more, but I assume we caught the fish.

Here's another good one from the spring of 1996.  If you've seen the movie "Harold and Maude", you'll have a better frame of reference.  My mother and I were on errands. My mother had a doctor's appointment, which lasted quite some time, and I roamed the clinic/hospital looking curious.  After she was done, we got in the little brown 1986 Dodge 600 (which was just sold today, 2/20/97, R.I.P., little Dog) and drove to a place with a large parking lot.  Apparently, there was a shop there (the place was strip-mall-ish) where one could get ice cream and/or a haircut.  My mother went inside. I stayed in the car, and eventually I saw a little older lady with brown hair (like Maude in the movie mentioned above) coming across the parking lot. She was making something of a beeline for the car. Before I knew it, she was opening the driver's side door and trying to get in. I said loudly, "NO....NO...." as if talking to a bad child or pet, and she just lost it. She was screaming, carrying on, ran into the ice cream & haircut place, continued to freak out, and eventually calmed down.  At this point in history, we learned more about her.  Apparently, she lived alone, had no car and no sense of direction, but she and a friend were accustomed to walking "50 blocks" across town for ice cream.  We gave her a ride home.

Right around the time of the White Fish and the Ice Cream/Hair Place dream, I had a very short yet very strange little concept dream.  Bear in mind, please, that this was about a year ago, but what I do remember even now is that I was in the food court of a multi-level mall.  Orange Julius had expanded and taken over all the other food vendors, and this all resulted in very interesting new names: Burger Julius, Taco Julius, etcetera.  There was also a blind couple from whom I was hiding.  I hid in the recessed area in front of the counter in one of the food places while they scraped around with their walking canes (I don't know what the canes for blind people are called, but you get the point).

I had a very quietly strange dream while still an undergrad, and in order to get a mental picture of it, you need to remember those water game things from the 70's and early 80's (you know, where you have a plastic toy filled with water and you push the white buttons in order to get the little plastic rings on the hooks, etcetera).  The fluidity will greatly help  you as you read this dream.  You also need to remember the game "Operation".  Anyhow...! I was in the upper level of the Gage Memorial Union at my college (Coe College) over in Iowa.  Part of the upper level was filled with water.  There was a girl there, about my age, and I think she may have been a mermaid.  She had her arms crossed in front of her, not unlike a martyr, saint, or someone else who is potentially going to die for a higher cause.  She drifted up, then down, up, then down, just like something in those water toys (provided you hit the white button).  Every time she drifted up, her arms would raise (I think I'm going to have to draw a picture or something), but they were still in that sarcophagus-like , bent-elbowed pose.  When her arms raised, a hole in her rib/abdomen area was exposed, and the hole was roughly the same shape as the slice of bread from Operation.  Red liquid billowed forth from the whole, and I assume this was blood. Whatever it was, it diffused into the water and was not seen until she raised her arms again.  Meanwhile, she was talking to her father, (Captain Picard from Star Trek: the Next Generation) saying that she was sick of being in pain.  Again, I assume that this may have to do with the bread-slice-shaped hole in her body and the subsequent blood loss.  (Just a guess.)
Look! A dream with a corresponding date! (February 28th, 1997)We were living below the surface of the earth right by the core. Wewere separated from said core by only two glass doors with brassrimming.  My aunt Jackie said that thirty years ago, she had wonderedabout the gases (I think she said ammonia) issuing from the earth, butlater she found out that it was only the construction for thesubterranean world.  Someone kept opening the doors and letting theroom temperature soar dangerously high. Meanwhile, same night diff'rent dream, my friend dana had appointed herself to be kind of a conscience for alanis morissette.  she took alanis's things, such as cigarettes and even a really ugly pair of platform shoes (in hot pink satin, no less)and justified all this behavior. In yet another neck of the woods, I also dreamt about going to Europe without really knowing which country the destination was. The only thing I remember well is that my father, sister Lindsay, and I were on the Autobahn and there was a cat there, trying to cross three or more lanes of traffic. O well.

This dream was found in my little dream archive and is fairly recent. we were in an art class, drawing a large animal...I think it was a bull.  It was up on the table.I was drawing the wrong view; apparently you weresupposed to get a sketch of the head and I was drawing people, as usual. Whoever was next to meexplained what you're to do.While I was doinga profile of the head, I swear it was a pigand I was thinking of george washington's profileon the coins.  I forgot to mention that someonehad sacrificed said bull and (I believe) removed his heart. They asked the bull if he had any lastwords. The bull did not reply.

Here is the 'dream clump' from the night of March 5th:  I was in the Language  Lab, and some fool had put the console control under the counter, which is completely pointless.  There were students there in the lab, using their lab time to learn ABBA songs (Song in point: Dancing Queen). I remember my father coming in with 2 small christmas trees, and I know that I was busy returning ten videotapes (some were in French [ I don't *speak* French ], one of the tapes had snow on it)to the lab. Meanwhile, my grandma Obermeyer was looking for christmas trees which were  *apparently grown with lights already on them*.  The trees were by a certain person (kind of a 'designer tree' concept), but I've managed to forget the name.  Back at the ranch, I remember giving my cousin  Margie a box of corn puffs for her birthday, mixed with  M & M's, probably dipped in chocolate. I was calling them 'dipped oats' or something like that, and I remember thinking the present and its package was so humorous that I was laughing profusely about them.

I'll try this one more time. It simply will not post properly! This is the bunch o' dreams from the evening and morning of March 11th and 12th, 1997.  I emailed what I could still remember to myself, using the wording of a 'don't forget' memo.  It reads thusly:"Remember the boatman whose girlfriend eventually died, turned blue,and he said 'We would have more time' and he relived the whole thing,and remember that the resulting painting was discovered by art criticsto have been larger. Several other people were ferried around by theboatman and I think they all died.  When people fell asleep on theboat and died, parts of them would disappear." Okay, the wording on this is anything but clear, so I'll elucidate.  Apparently, the boatman had a chance to relive part of his life and chose to do so.  Part of his aim seems to have been to save the life of his girlfriend, and I think he managed to pull this off.   During this second chance, he became aware of a painting he had done the first time around and decided to replicate it.  He got the colors right (blue , purple, green) but the second painting was a bit bigger. Apparently, art historians and/or critics found BOTH paintings (yes, from both his lives) and deduced that he'd lived twice. "Remember being at some danged burger place with rapper types aswaiters and not being able to figure out how to order stuff.apparently, you ordered the base burger and then any extra toppingswere brought out on a paper plate (i remember seeing jalapen~os)" This is more self-explanatory, part Fuddrucker's and part sterile cafeteria."Remember being at Aunt Lisa's wedding (again?) and finding as part ofthe getup a pink snood with a wreath of fake pink flowers."  The only thing here is that my Aunt Lisa has been married now since 1993.

This is the dream from Wednesday, whatever April day it is now.  The twenty-two-th or something [of 1997]. This is what I wrote as soon as I got up about five a.m.: Girl, normal, possibly comp. sci. major, rents residence with overweightnondescript guy. When first in  the kitchen , looking the place over, sheopens a cupboard and says, "I expect to see the body any minute now," andis kidding.  He says a lot of things around the house are broken aroundthe house but they aren't.She soon notices that he doesn't really eat anything.  He alsodoesn't like it when she contradicts him, and it seems to be her defiancewhich causes a thing resembling a star and then a pig-face to appear on hisupper arm.  (Note: these upper-arm-growths are about the size of a bigbar of soap)He would then remove it from his arm and she had to eat it.Eventually, it got to the point where if she defied him, a big blackroach would be on his upper arm and she'd have to eat it.  She couldn'tleave the house and the more defiant she was, the more big black roaches  there were to eat. At one point, she told someone (I guess it was me shetold) that she had done something and as a consequence she had to eat awhole sinkful of roaches.  The dream had started to loop itself and wasgetting different little details and then I woke up.{note: I remember that there was an endless angle to this story...the manapparently had to get a successor, but he had just finished tellingsomeone that he and the girl were both immortal (he also said they weredead)..maybe he was going to re-join the living?}This story reminds me alittle of "the Pear-shaped Man", which was in OMNI magazine in the late 80's.}

I had a small child, you could even say a baby.. someone cameover to see me and i told them that i had this baby. i was holding it,and it was a good baby, as babies go (most of them are just oatmeal,you know they'll grow up boring), and i told someone else that when ihad the baby (and here i asked my mother) that i didn't needanesthesia, and then all of a sudden, i didn't have a baby; I had akitten. And my cat had the kitten, which is why I didn't need the anesthetic. that was right before I woke up.     There was a chinese lady standing outside a church talking topeople. i think there was  a conflict with her family, because theywere not methodist (or whatever) and she was.     I kept walking through a magic shop with some normal dudewho knew all these magic tricks.  I was eyeing stuff on the shelf.     I was in Mystic's Dream and they had little bath soaps *and*crystals (ooh, new age cleanliness) in little metal pails. I found thelast pail (which was more square- than round-shaped     there were two guys snooping around this little house and luckilytheir timing was bad (they were looking for us) or else I'm afraidthere would've been scenes.

shuttle, laughing,   riotous cavorting inside.the driverhad music on and people were jumping and dancing as the shuttle came up 14th street pass harper-schramm-smith (This is odd, in retrospect, for I was just telling someone the other day thatthe shuttles skip the dorms entirely on the perimeter route.)     dept. store, telling lindsay exactly where the hotplates were sold, big controversy as to whether or not we could even have one. we needed it, for some reason.i think we dipped pancakes in for frying. the hotplates were in with some pillows, some star wars memorabilia, etc. and when you came in the entrance (not the mainone; the one from the parking lot, ), it was right to your left.  waiting for the shuttle and a hearse drives by, or at least i thought it wasa hearse, then i realized it was really kind of a parade float for Krista's wedding. she had a p.a. system and several ppl in her wedding party hadwedding cake toppers in their hands, and krista announced over the speakerthat i collected wedding cake toppers.b/w film of grandma, rosa, and marge, talking about what kind of dance theywere going to do.  they were standing on a front porch, went inside to discuss it, came back out, and danced. little tiny front porch, cement, so you get that echo.I remember huge apartments, 68 or 69 units. Thought it was low-income housing until I stepped into one, which was being housewarmed by this awful girl and her awful, rich parents.  There was a cat there.I vaguely remember getting into some building and then leaving, only to have to hop on an infinite number of slugs outside in the grass. It was sickening. Thousands of slugs, all kind of a dead, dull grey color (they're NOT grey; they're brownish-green). I thought I was pregnant, for some reason.

I had a dream that Salvador Dali spoke at Commencement at my college in Cedar Rapids, Iowa...nevermind he's not even alive...apparently he gave a very strange (one might even say 'surreal') speech and I heard the former president of the college complaining that they'd paid four million dollars to get Dali to speak and he makes no sense. In the same dream, I was in the library at my college (though it surely didn't look like said library) with some friends. I went to look for books, came back, and they were all gone but one girl I hardly knew, and she said "you took too long, and i have this wedding to plan."  I also spent a good deal of time sitting on the main stairs up from the main level of the library, feet a step higher than the rest of me, with nylons on.  There were several library signs, and my nylons had holes in them, and the signs were tangled in the nylons, and it was just a mess.  Then up the stairs come some uniformed military people (I think maybe Navy) and I commented aloud on the absurdity of my pose and nylon predicament and scuttled downstairs. They laughed.

I dreamt of bottles of cleaner/abrasive, lemon, and Visa card. It seemed to be some form of promo thing or a sweepstakes.  you could have the cardand a free supply of the cleaner if there was a yellow label under the red,and the number of months you'd get the cleaner free was stamped on the yellow lemony label. i won ten months' worth.I also dreamt about annoying black bugs that bore their way into bathmats.  (the bottoms of)I asked the girl with this problem if she'd tried rubber-bottomed bathmats.this was in a bathroom, and i had to stop there every day before class and my studentsalways saw me, and a few waved.I dreamt of a new star wars movie with oddly distributed colors.  the good ones were red and the bad were blue.  the rebels kicked the empire's rump, retired to their camps (i saw them campingin a stadium) and the imperial troops marched in and slaughtered the bedded-down rebels.  civilizationgot even stupider than it is now, using really dumb slogans, immature, pandering to a 13-year-old male market