Dreamt that I was visiting someone's house. A friend, I guess. They had a family and a lot of dogs. Dogs with curly white hair. They might have been talking dogs.

Anyway, after some of that, we decided to go to this festival thing. We walked to it. There's a crowd of people. After some strolling, we have to go past this church. According to my dream memory, the church's wall was propped up by a big stick (tree?) in the past, but now as we went past, was replaced by a piece of machinery. However, as the crowd was walking past it, someone (me), jostled it, and the church collapsed on the crowd of people, including me.

I didn't get squished, exactly, but it was close. After some time being trapped under the rubble, I was rescued. But Rudy Guiliani (who for some reason was in the crowd?) did not, and his secret service guys were distraught. Then I called my parents on my cell phone.

Anyway, after this, I woke up, but then went back to sleep, and the dream sort of continued. This time I was talking to a (real life) neighbor, and he was all shaken up by the collapse. He talks about how badly it effected him, then he tells me he suspects it was really a plot by another store to wreck the store's other town. (This really makes no sense, since it was clearly a church of some sort, and he mentioned explosives).

Dreamt I went shopping for old Atari VCS/2600 stuff. First, I found and bought an adaptor for it to work on TVs without a coaxial input, then bought some games. There were 2 middle aged women who worked in the store.

There were about 15 games I wanted to buy. One was Galaga, which had a pink label and there was a version from Intellivision (they have the weird looking carts). but a regular, atari rectangle cart as well.

They had no price tags, so I had to find out when I checked out. One game, called "Remote" (?) was $31 bucks. Then I woke up.

Then I had some other dream, which I forgot.

Dreamt that I got a job in some big box electronics store, sorta like Best Buy, but I didn't have to wear a dorky uniform. Was so big, I got lost and wandered around. Finally found where I was supposed to be, but had no idea what to do, and eventually I got fired for some reason.


Then I had a dream that I was Butters from South Park. Somehow or another I ended up 100 miles north of where I Lived, and had to get back home. I think I was grown up though, and I owned my car, because I remember wondering if it was going to start every time I tried to start it. Also the car was leaning to one side .

Dreamt that some sort of catastrophe was coming. A black hole on its way to Earth. At first the governmnet announced it, but then they put a clampdown on stories about it, so not to panic people. One lady scientist say something like "It's like the Death Star (from star wars), but with __________" (what I don't remember. I guess that could be true, the tidal forces of a black hole could tear up a planet). Another guy I remember was complaining that he couldn't even copy his old posts about it.

(Hope that one doesn't come true. Probably triggered by a commercial on mysteries of the universe on some TV channel that has a pic of a black hole)

Then I dreamt that there were some hillbillies driving up and down the road on really loud bikes. My father was there, so I asked him, "Can I shoot them?" and he sadly said no. But they were chased off and drove up and down someone elses road.



Then I a dream about the War of the Worlds TV show. I was the crazy doctor guy, Harrison Blackwood. First off, I went to this bar. What was wear about the bar is that outside (in like a park area) were all sorts of wild animals. Lions and Tigers and such.

Anyway, I can't remember if any of the other team was there, but somehow I got stuck taking care of this kid. So for some reason I was going to take him to a Cardinals baseball game.

But somehow I ended up going to a hospital instead. Only the hospital was partly taken over by the War of the Worlds style aliens

Was some sort of bodyguard. I was protecting a witness or something from hitmen. I wasn't the only one, and someone pretended to be the witnesses' aunt (or mother?), but was in disguise (and in a fat suit). Looked like Oprah on South Park, actually.

Was fairly violent, I was shooting the hitmen with a silenced Ingram Mac 10 (or 11), but I don't think anyone got killed. After shooting the hitmen waiting to ambush the witnesses in her garage, I was going to go run and jump on a motorcycle, a green dirt bike. Then I woke up.

Forgot a lot of it, but was on a commando mission, or rather, something
right out of the movie Predator. Complete with some guy with a
minigun. Except instead of a jungle, we were going through some flooded
ruins. Waist high.

I don't remember the specifics, but I knew it was a dream, because I
said something like "I remember this dream before, we have nothing to
worry about". However, apparently things changed. And there was
something involving a helicopter...

Dreamt about UFOs. I was someplace, I guess in a city, and the authorities (unspecified just who they were really, though seemed to be more like firemen) were sealing off the area.

Then the UFOs came. There were 2 at first. They weren't saucer shaped, more like flying ships. They came and hovered, then sort of spun around. It seemed clear that they were not UFOs, but some sort of secret US aircraft. Then this black UFO showed up. Dunno if that was a human aircraft or not.


Anyway, while watching this (from inside some sort of building), I got in touch with a local reporter from a TV station. Not a big reporter, but one of those just starting out. Talked to her on a cell phone, but the reception kept fading in and out. So I gave her my email address. Weird, too. I remember saying "trance", like in the type of music, (I think she actually said that), then jeremy (which I spelled) @ yahoo.


This was probably inspired by me reading the reports of the O Hare UFO last night.