05/07/08
I had this dream about a week ago and wrote down: Store, eat, SEA, and B-day to help me remember it and write about it later. While I remember a little bit, I should have written about it earlier.
In part of the dream I was at a grocery store with Derek. It was a bulk store like Costco or Sam's Club. Derek was off looking for something and I was just walking around. We were there for like 3 hours. It was about 6:00. I was eating all the free samples I could and it seems like I even started pulling things off the shelves to eat. By the time we left I was pretty full.
The next part of the dream must have been during fall semester and just before Fall Break, which for some reason must have been in November. I had bought a plane ticket to go to San Francisco during Fall Break because I was considering transferring to SEA (San Francisco Engineering Academy), which I'm guessing doesn't really exist. Anyways, I already had my ticket but had forgotten to tell anyone in my family that I was planning on going there during fall break until the day that I was supposed to leave.
My mom was kind of upset and tried to force me not to got. She told me that I couldn't miss my grandpa's birthday, because I had already missed my Grandpa Zobell's when I went to San Francisco during Spring Break. Apparently my Grandpa Coon was still alive in this dream. I tried to convince my mom that I had to go because I already had my ticket and didn't want to transfer there until I had checked out the school.
A few days ago I had another dream that I remember a bit. It was a Sunday night and I was going to sleep over at Matt Webber's house. His family still lived in, or moved back into, there old house. I walked over to his house from my parent's house. I was wearing my red plaid pajama bottoms with the hole in the left knee. For some reason I had no shirt on and didn't have my garment top either. I went into his house and went down the stairs. I went into where his bedroom used to be, and then found that he was now living in the large living room in the basement.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
The Five Man Guitar
04/25/08
I was with some people, and we were traveling. We weren't traveling in cars, though; we were on foot. It was getting dark and we needed some place to stay. There were all these really large mansions that were for people to be able to stay in for free. We stayed in one and the next night we stayed in another one. The 2nd night I went into the bathroom (one of many) and it was huge, but very dirty ad disgusting.
The next morning Jeremy's dad came over. He came in with a slightly odd shaped guitar case. He opened it and pulled out the weirdest guitar I've ever seen. It was a little shorter than a normal guitar and the base was a lot wider. It had really old wood. The oddest thing is that it had these knobs that were diagonal one to another that might have also had a string attached to them. These knobs were on the neck above the normal strings. There was some kind of crank at the base that turned the knobs and played some kind of musical sound, and then normal chords and notes could be played on the strings below. He showed us how it worked and taught us what to do for us to play a song on it. There were a few different people all playing the guitar at the same time. Some one was playing the crank, another the strings, a few were playing drum beats on the guitar with percussive items Jeremy's dad had given them to do so with. What he taught us how to play ended up being a Radiohead song with all the parts played on one instrument. I don't remember what son it was, though.
Apparently I was with some scouts, because later we were all going to leave, but someone had forgotten to do his swimming merit badge with everybody else. My dad said that they were going to head out, but for me to wait for this kid, and then Jeremy's dad would give us a ride to catch up with them.
The next thing I remember is being at my apartment with Derek, and Jeremy came over. He had just gotten home from an LDS mission. HE was still Catholic, but as a Catholic he served an LDS mission, teaching people about the LDS church and the gospel. HE had really loved his mission and had had a lot of success. I remember thinking about how he wouldn't have been able to personally baptize any of the people he taught, because he didn't have the priesthood. Jeremy was sitting at our computer and he was on the internet on a message board. It seems like he was on Muspa. He also had a new hackysack, which he kept up in a vent in the ceiling above the computer.
A little later Jen came over with Jack and we played around for awhile. Then some missionaries came over with a friend of Rebecca's they had been teaching. For some reason they needed me to do her baptismal interview. She passed the interview.
Later, there was some elderly lady that had a meeting with people that were district and zone leaders on their missions. She had baptismal interview forms, for people baptized, that had been signed by these different missionaries. She was reviewing the interviews with the missionaries to find out what the missionaries thought about these people they had interviewed. She asked me about this friend of Rebecca's. I told her that she was really excited about getting baptized and seemed to be prepared. I said that she wasn't going to be a typical Mormon and do things just because, but that she would be a good Mormon. I mentioned that she also wanted to serve a mission.
I was with some people, and we were traveling. We weren't traveling in cars, though; we were on foot. It was getting dark and we needed some place to stay. There were all these really large mansions that were for people to be able to stay in for free. We stayed in one and the next night we stayed in another one. The 2nd night I went into the bathroom (one of many) and it was huge, but very dirty ad disgusting.
The next morning Jeremy's dad came over. He came in with a slightly odd shaped guitar case. He opened it and pulled out the weirdest guitar I've ever seen. It was a little shorter than a normal guitar and the base was a lot wider. It had really old wood. The oddest thing is that it had these knobs that were diagonal one to another that might have also had a string attached to them. These knobs were on the neck above the normal strings. There was some kind of crank at the base that turned the knobs and played some kind of musical sound, and then normal chords and notes could be played on the strings below. He showed us how it worked and taught us what to do for us to play a song on it. There were a few different people all playing the guitar at the same time. Some one was playing the crank, another the strings, a few were playing drum beats on the guitar with percussive items Jeremy's dad had given them to do so with. What he taught us how to play ended up being a Radiohead song with all the parts played on one instrument. I don't remember what son it was, though.
Apparently I was with some scouts, because later we were all going to leave, but someone had forgotten to do his swimming merit badge with everybody else. My dad said that they were going to head out, but for me to wait for this kid, and then Jeremy's dad would give us a ride to catch up with them.
The next thing I remember is being at my apartment with Derek, and Jeremy came over. He had just gotten home from an LDS mission. HE was still Catholic, but as a Catholic he served an LDS mission, teaching people about the LDS church and the gospel. HE had really loved his mission and had had a lot of success. I remember thinking about how he wouldn't have been able to personally baptize any of the people he taught, because he didn't have the priesthood. Jeremy was sitting at our computer and he was on the internet on a message board. It seems like he was on Muspa. He also had a new hackysack, which he kept up in a vent in the ceiling above the computer.
A little later Jen came over with Jack and we played around for awhile. Then some missionaries came over with a friend of Rebecca's they had been teaching. For some reason they needed me to do her baptismal interview. She passed the interview.
Later, there was some elderly lady that had a meeting with people that were district and zone leaders on their missions. She had baptismal interview forms, for people baptized, that had been signed by these different missionaries. She was reviewing the interviews with the missionaries to find out what the missionaries thought about these people they had interviewed. She asked me about this friend of Rebecca's. I told her that she was really excited about getting baptized and seemed to be prepared. I said that she wasn't going to be a typical Mormon and do things just because, but that she would be a good Mormon. I mentioned that she also wanted to serve a mission.
Abs of Stool
04/21/08
I don't remember much. There was some kind of party or reunion or something going on at the institute. I ran into a lot of people I knew from High School. I remember talking to Jordan Yost, Peter Brown, and Jordan Andrews.
Another Part is real short, but I thought it was so cool. I was at my parents house and I was standing on a stool barefoot. I curled my toes around it and would lean forward and fall forward and using my ab muscles was able to slow myself down and stop just before the ground and still flexing my abs lift myself back up. It was almost like a mix of a push-up and stomach crunch. I wasn't using my arms at all and it was quite the workout on the abs. I was impressed that I was able to do it and did it a few times. My sister, Heather, was wondering what I thought was so cool about it. I explained it to her and she said that she could do it. She got on and ended up just going down and putting her hands and knees on the ground with her feet still on the stool thinking she was doing it right. Matt and I both told her that she was doing it completely wrong.
I don't remember much. There was some kind of party or reunion or something going on at the institute. I ran into a lot of people I knew from High School. I remember talking to Jordan Yost, Peter Brown, and Jordan Andrews.
Another Part is real short, but I thought it was so cool. I was at my parents house and I was standing on a stool barefoot. I curled my toes around it and would lean forward and fall forward and using my ab muscles was able to slow myself down and stop just before the ground and still flexing my abs lift myself back up. It was almost like a mix of a push-up and stomach crunch. I wasn't using my arms at all and it was quite the workout on the abs. I was impressed that I was able to do it and did it a few times. My sister, Heather, was wondering what I thought was so cool about it. I explained it to her and she said that she could do it. She got on and ended up just going down and putting her hands and knees on the ground with her feet still on the stool thinking she was doing it right. Matt and I both told her that she was doing it completely wrong.
A Lonely Brute
04/20/08
All I can really remember right now is that I was at my parents' house. In the neighbor's yard next door was a really big vicious dog (or it might have even been a lion, I'm not sure). There was also a cute, average sized dog in my yard. Somehow, it ended up in the other yard and we wondered how we would get it back and were worried that the other dog (or lion) would kill it. It seems like the other dog really only wanted company, though. It took it over under the balcony and fell asleep with the dog cuddled in its front paws. Our dog was terrified and decided to try to get back to our yard while the other was sleeping. It ran and jumped over the fence into my arms, but the giant dog clamped onto one of its back legs and tail just before it made it over. Holding on to the dog with my left arm I slapped the giant dog in the side of the face as hard as I could with my right hand. It let go and I pulled the dog quickly into our yard. The last I can remember it seems like the giant dog was contemplating jumping over the fence and I was preparing myself for a brutal fight.
All I can really remember right now is that I was at my parents' house. In the neighbor's yard next door was a really big vicious dog (or it might have even been a lion, I'm not sure). There was also a cute, average sized dog in my yard. Somehow, it ended up in the other yard and we wondered how we would get it back and were worried that the other dog (or lion) would kill it. It seems like the other dog really only wanted company, though. It took it over under the balcony and fell asleep with the dog cuddled in its front paws. Our dog was terrified and decided to try to get back to our yard while the other was sleeping. It ran and jumped over the fence into my arms, but the giant dog clamped onto one of its back legs and tail just before it made it over. Holding on to the dog with my left arm I slapped the giant dog in the side of the face as hard as I could with my right hand. It let go and I pulled the dog quickly into our yard. The last I can remember it seems like the giant dog was contemplating jumping over the fence and I was preparing myself for a brutal fight.
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