Carrie & I were in this big, square office/govermental/school type building that had a big, wide hall that ran all the way around the outside of it. Brandy was also somewhere in the building we knew (I think we might have seen her earlier in the dream or something). Anyway, we round a corner in the hall and Brandy is there, and it looks like she's just gotten off her cell phone with someone, and she is out-of-control crying, like the worst thing in the world just happened. So we rush over to her, but she doesn't want to talk about it in public with all these people around.Being fed up with the mesiness in this office, I moved all the boxes out to the dining room, and then moved the office loveseat up against the wall where it belongs. That's much better.
So carrie turns to me and says, "Let's take her back to our trailer."
See, for some reason out in the parking lot of this big building Carrie & I had a movie-set style trailer. So we figured we would hustle Brandy back there and figure out what was wrong and see if there was anything we could do about it.
Well, when we got to the trailer there were these two guys inside who said that they knew us, and that in fact we let them into the trailer. I don't know where my dream brain pulled these two guys from; I've never seen them in real life unless maybe they were extras in a movie or something. Anyway, Brandy still didn't want to talk 'cause these two guys were there, and she was just crying and crying and crying and it was very upsetting.
That's about the time I woke up.
Around noon I ran a secret errand for my mom and then swung over to Gig Harbor to see Carrie and Lisa and Christine at Christine's house show. It was really, really great. Their house is amazing (they're freaking rich), and it was really the first time since we moved in that Carrie & I actually got to be, you know, "Carrie & I" instead of Carrie and then also me. We actually hung out for an hour and neither of us had anything we had to be doing or anyplace else we had to be. It was wonderful.
I came home and moved all the boxes from the dining room back into the office in a much more organized way so that they're pretty much just all up against the walls now. Feels a lot better in here.
That dream with Brandy had been bugging me all day so I called her up to make sure that it wasn't, you know, some kind of psychic dream that meant something bad had actually happened to her. I left a message and she called back a couple minutes later to reassure me that she was fine and dandy, and was relaxing in a bay window while other people in Pullman cooked for her. Sounded nice. I was glad to hear from her that she was okay; I don't like having dreams where bad things happened to loved ones.
Anyhoo, Fools Play was a fantastic amount of fun. It was just Me, my brother, and my other brother Geoff doing "Fools Play Biography." We told true stories and then the other people acted them out in funny ways. I told the story of my college freshman roomate Dave, "The Jock What Wished He Were a Nerd." The scene turned into a vomit fest. Then I told the story about how in high school I had a paperclip in the lapel of my trenchcoat and that Jenny really hated it there and kept on trying to get it out. That scene turned into a "Smallville" that ended up with the two of us dry-humping. Then at the end of the night we all told stories about our influences that led up to us doing Fools Play. Mike talked about "Chris Creatures" and we did an "Odd Cuppo" episode. Geoff talked about all the songs we made up as kids, and we sang them for the audience. Then it was my turn, and I decided to talk about the "Star Trek Tapes" and we enacted one live on stage. It was called "Planet of Foam" and like any good episode it had Riker being beaten by a blinded Jordi, Worf being irregular, and O'Brien going beam-happy. Data also sampled a MacDonald's commercial, and arranged with O'Brien to beam a thermonuclear device into the Enterprise, blowing it up to end the episode. We even did the "Next time on Star Trek: The Next Generation" schtick.
It was a really, really fun show, but basically nobody showed up for it. Tiny audience, which was disappointing.
Then I came home to Carrie and went to bed. I still felt kinda weird, and my stummy was still acting up.
