FryingMan

+(f) (vague, impression) work, large buildings

+(f) guys tossing small glass vials from shelves into the air and swinging at them with baseball bats

+ I'm looking up at the top of my instrument and I notice the 2nd to the last key hole is entirely uncovered, the key mechanism seems to have fallen inside the tube! I'm trying to figure out what happened, I won't be able to play the lowest notes

+ (long, vivid) lying on bed in (4th grade?) classroom start of school day, chart on wall with recycling terms, boy rolls over me I grab him with both arms an roll with him, 2 boys on counter are reading the chart with me; French class, huge pronunciation char on wall, I read several of the (nonsense) words out loud with French pronunciation.

In house lying on bed, I'm visitor no my house, father (big guy) comes in with a huge pacifier in his mouth (WLAT moment, "Whoa/WTF! Look at that!), he takes it out and holds it up against a vent in the ceiling which looks like a large round sprinkler-style showerhead which is a vacuum sucking air out, the pacifier flattens against the surface of the vent from the pressure of the air moving out, this is I know to sanitize the pacifier. I'm telling the tale of my trip back to school, saying how I was reading the charts, and the mother is saying "Oh! Oh, how wonderful, Oh, that's great, Oh!" to everything I'm saying (I just hear her she's not visible).

Boy on 2nd floor hallway putting on a bright blue full-body condom (more like a garbage bag) over his head (it drapes down his entire body to the floor, I think that won't be a very comfortable experience, and I think it's hilarious) with the help of his mother, his (ahem) gets bigger (baguette, french bread), I start feeling myself the lubricant inside as if I was wearing it. I think the Then downstairs his dad is naked (but not erect) and his wife says "Oh this was just an excuse to get naked with me!" Then their "daughter" comes home, she's older like late teens or early 20's, she's staggering and has a glazed expression on her face, to me it's clear that she's completely smashed, the mother notices then and hovers over her saying "Oh, what's wrong, what's wrong, baby!?". Then the father starts speaking in a super basso-profondo voice, so deep that it's almost impossible to understand what he's saying. He's talking about the planning of a party, and says to the drunk "daughter", whom he calls "Debbie," and at this point I realize she's a fake daughter, like an actress, not a real one, because of the name change, that she can come to the party only if she doesn't bring her drunk/loser friends.

Then I get the feeling that the entire think was like a show I was partially participating in: my view now is inside a medium-sized theater in the 1950's, my perspective is from the left side (looking out) of the stage looking into the audience. I see people, particularly women, are dressed in the 1950's style. The theater is about 40-50% full, there are ample empty seats around but it's still a decent-sized crowd. Down front in the right-middle section is a large man with short dark hair, a chiseled look, wearing jeans, also like a 1950's "tough guy".

Then I'm seated in the section near that guy, but facing back up towards the rear of the theater. The actors from "The Munsters" appear in the aisle by me and walk down, first the Herman guy comes and sits right next to my on my left, I immediately hold out my hand and shake his hand, then the other actors huddle standing around me, and I touch each one of them, and I say,

I've touched 2 famous people in 2 seconds! <touch another one>
I've touched 3 famous people in 3 seconds! <touch another one>
I've touched 4 famous people in 4 seconds!

Then I look to the left and there are some women actors there and I say "...in 11 seconds!"

Then all of their faces are pushed up right into mine our cheeks, etc. are touching, I'm wondering a bit about my breath and there's some removal tooth partial in my mouth that isn't seated correctly.