Ebenezer

My brother Jefferson, my Mom, and I are looking at a drawing done of a bunch of cartoon figures. Jeff's like, "I wonder who did that. Whose personality drew that?" Then I start rapping the chorus to the Method Man song "Tical." I'm like, "What's that shit that they be smokin'? Tical, Tical, Pass it over here now!"


*** Here again, I'm with family, looking at a picture: this time a drawing instead of a photograph. ***

The police are watching a house. There's a witch in the house and then there's a whole mob after her, an angry crowd. There's two warring factions and one guy got jumped and beat up by a bunch of folks. He got in his car and drove away, barely escaping.
There was one guy who was the leader of a gang. He reminded me of Avon Barksdale from The Wire. He was dividing up territory, assigning this one spot like, "Okay, you get this area. This is your turf."

I was with somebody who went up to a girl and asked her if she was an addict. I'm like, "That's kinda rude. Why'd you ask that girl that?"

I team up with a whole group of people to fight this ghost. We did some ghost-bustin'. And then I say, "That ghost got dealt with."

I'm with my cousin Jonathan and my brother Jefferson, and we're talking about bicycles. As we're talking about them, we are walking our bikes along a trail because there is a crossroads with a lot of sand. There is too much sand to ride through. Also, I see a bunch of pine straw. I think about picking up some pine straw to throw it, then realize we should not do that because we don't want to get in trouble. (?) Then we walk by a swimming pool and we're checking out some hot women laying out in their bathing suits. As we get to the pool, there's a crow who yells out like crows do. "Craw! Craw!"

We find a photograph somewhere that was taken just outside the laundry room of the Summer Drive house. Me and Jeff are showing Jonathan like, "Okay, this is my bike. And this was the old car. And there's the laundry room."

There's talk of making smores.

*** This is the second dream in five nights where I'm with someone, in both cases family members, and we're looking at a photograph and talking about it. I'm thinking this should be a dream sign for me. If I find myself looking at and talking about a photograph, I will do a reality check! ***

Joe Pesci had hacked into arcade games and was using them to terrorize people like The Joker. I kept on running up a staircase into a room, then down a staircase. I would run up and somebody would be mean and say something trying to humiliate me. Then I would stop and then run back downstairs. I kept going in a circle.

It seems like we're visiting the Josts or they're visiting us, and we're all going out to eat at some picnic restaurant. Also I remember smoking weed in the dream. There was some guy there who for whatever reason did not like me. He thought I was the enemy or something. Dad asked me if I knew what country style ribs are. I said, "Yeah, they're boneless ribs, right?" And he said,"Well, sometime they're boneless."

I dreamed that Stevie was just a puppy, and also I dreamed that somebody popped my back and did something to me to where my bones were sticking up. Each of my collar bones was sticking up and it looked like I had wings folded on my back like wings of a bat. All my bones were popped out. It was pretty scary looking. It looked weird. I remember telling people and just not knowing how to explain it. Just like I don't know how to explain it now.

Laura Koperda was in another dream. So was Darryl from work.

I'm telling Carrie about me making my own custom trail mix.

This dream was about Roland. The Song of Roland, except I made up the story into my own story and I changed it a lot. In this version, Roland disses this other guy (Ganelon?), I don't remember what he said, but then the other guy says a Hail Mary. At one point there was some kind of monster that Roland got with his sword. The dream ended like "Take courage. Take up thy weapon and defend thyself."

In this dream I am not able to go to sleep or get any peace and quiet because I have neighbors who are playing really loud music and the music is really bad. Then Joe (from work) goes and tells the neighbors that they need to turn it off and they do. My brother Jefferson is also there and his old roommate, Brandon, and they're playing a video game. The dream ended with some word, "Mognodanous." I woke up with that word, which is a fake word that I guess I made up in the dream. (As an afterthought, it sounds a lot like monotonous) In the dream, my neighbors were from India.

In a different dream we're living in the Summer Drive house and I had just gotten home from school or work, and as soon as I get home I want to listen to my new song. I want to listen to it out in my car to see what it sounds like on those speakers. So I run outside to my car, but it's not my regular car, it's some sports car. I go to open the door and there's vines with thorns on them all over the car. I cannot get in. Then Jefferson comes over and says, "I need a clip." I don't know what that means. (now I see he meant like hedge clippers to cut the vines.) A neighbor then made a joke that went, "I got a clip", then he was making noises with his mouth like a machine gun. Then we're looking up at the roof of the neighbors' house across the street and there's water all over the roof. Then I remember me and Jeff and our neighbors from across the street walking down the street together talking. Jeff's telling them about the Ziemba family and how we've always been close to them. Also we were talking about me, Jeff, and Carrie, and what makes each of us unique, what we're all like. Somebody says that I have a crazy personality. Then Jeff says that Carrie is "the bad guy." And I say, "No, Jeff, I think you're the bad guy." (In reality, none of us are "bad guys.") The neighbor tells us not to worry about the water that's on the roof of his house. He says that's normal in this neighborhood.

I remember being in a library and I was looking for some book by Steven King, but I couldn't find it. Then I think maybe it's listed under a different name, cause I remember he had a different name that he wrote under. I don't remember what it actually was, but in the dream it was Richard Dodkins. So then I'm trying to look for that name on the shelves, and i still can't find it. There was a girl about my age, maybe a little bit younger, and she's talking to somebody who works in the library. She tells them that she's doing better, she's reformed, and that Jesus Christ is the One.

I think I was throwing TV dinners from a distance of about ten or twenty yards, throwing them into these slots like cubby holes. Just chunkin them. And then I remember heating one up and eating it, just eating my dinner. And somebody came by and asked if I was cooking my dinner and I was like, "Yep. Sure am."

Another fragment came to me. I remember trying to explain to somebody that in hip hop, in rap music, more than any other genre, songs are in minor keys instead of major keys.

I started remembering what happened the last time I went camping, and then I was singing the blues. I was just singing my heart out, yelling really loud, and getting really into it.
There was some altercation, not related, a dispute over something. Maybe money.

I was in high school, going to a dance like prom or a big party.

There was a Chinese man who was away from his family. He had to work for this international government. He was away, but finally he went home. And the first thing he did was, he pointed to a map and there was a baseball field on the map. And then suddenly he was there and he hit a home run on the first pitch. The crowd went wild. Everybody was celebrating and applauding.

Mark and David C. from work were both actors in a movie about a shark. I walked up and asked what the movie was. It was on the film set. And Mark made a joke that it was about an electric eel.

I remember being on some water that I thought was the Mississippi River, but there was more than one Mississippi River. I referred to them as "the Rivers Mississippi." All over the surface of the water, there were these slugs, or more like a cross between slugs and catfish. I was really shocked to see them and I was disappointed because that was not the way I remembered the river being. I wanted to swim, but I decided I couldn't because of that.

For either Christmas or my sister Carrie's birthday I was going to get her a poster of some sort. I had the container to fit the poster in and had to choose what kind of poster to get, but I couldn't find anything that I thought was a good idea.

My Uncle Fred was wearing an orange vest and a hard hat and he was talking about going back to college.

I'm riding down Langley with Jeremiah from work. I'm driving my car, but somehow I'm driving it from the back seat. I decided that was dangerous, so I needed to pull over to get in the front seat to drive. I pull over at the Circle K on Langley and I see my Dad in the parking lot of the Circle K. He's all upset, and he looks like he was crying. When I pull up, seeing him upset makes me upset. So he says that he was just thinking, "I'm glad my son isn't like this."

There's a scene where somebody who seems like he's in the mafia is trying to get this guy to admit to something, but he won't. He can't get him to talk. Then there's something scary like miniature monsters and the mafia guy is stacking them up like lincoln logs. The other guy is getting more and more scared until he finally says, "Okay, okay! I'll tell you."

The first thing I remember, when I was just going to sleep, was a giant banner like a flag split with three colors. It was orange, and blue, and red. That's all.

At some point during the night I remember looking at a photograph with my Mother, and she was saying, "Hey, this is the same place here in this picture as what we saw yesterday." There was a gate, a wooden fence that was painted white. It somehow looked kinda like the Mississippi River scene, and she was like, "This is how it used to be." Yeah.

I just remembered that at the part about the river with the catfish-slugs, I was flying over the river. But I didn't even realize I was flying. It was like my vision was a movie camera on a crane being swung over the water. And that was normal for me. Faulty logic.