Crazy Audition . . .

I was in an auditorium among hundreds of people and we were waiting to audition for a musical.  You had to sing two numbers and I was trying to figure out what to sing.  Among all the people, there were two women around me and every time I thought of a song, one of them would be singing it or humming it.  I wanted to sing something original, not what someone else was singing.  After thinking of four or five songs I started getting frustrated with this one woman.  She was white haired, kind of chunky but on the tall side, wearing a satiny blue dress and a hat.  I told her 'you must be reading my mind, every time I think of a song you sing it'.  She just smiled and walked away.  Finally I thought of Me and Bobby McGee and started singing it to make sure I knew all the words, there were a couple of places I wasn't sure of so, frustrated, I tried to think of other songs. But no matter if it was Carol King, The Carpenters, Linda Rondstadt . . . those two always sang what ever I was thinking.  The thing was that I was amazed I had the courage to audition.  Near waking I realized even if I got the part I'd probably get stage fright and not be able to pull it off.

A New Beau . . .

So I'd met this guy, large with short brown hair and a beard and mustache.  I liked him he was kind and funny,but as far as amour, I was thinking of him for a friend.  I was going to introduce him to a friend so they'd hit it off and so on, but he fell for me.  So we're wandering around doing things and at one point he's taking me on a trip to Tennessee, with friends, and we were going to go through Arkansas and try our luck at the diamond mines out there.  I was very excited.  At one point we were in a house with a bunch of kids.  I guess we'd gotten married.  They were all playing video games and running around (there were a few of them) and I was walking around like I owned the place, so there I was, married with kids.

The Mountains . . .

Dreamed me and some Pagan friends and my mom and some of her people were at a GORGEOUS mountain range resort.  I'd gotten lost from Mother's rooms and couldn't find her, and kept running into various people who were staying at the resort.  Some nice some weird, you know people.  The last thing was all the Pagans and a dog were out in the cold night, in a van, I think to drive home but the van wouldn't start.  Finally it did and before we could leave I woke up.  I'd gone outside at one point at dusk and the panoramic view was just breathtaking.  I wonder where we were?  I want to go there!

Cooking School . . .

So, I was at my first day of cooking school.  Very nice campus the class was part of a larger college.  There were 8 of us, we were told to cook something that was easy for us.  So I cooked something I knew I couldn't mess up (but I didn't see what it was) and our dishes were tested and she chose 5 to continue to cook and 3 of us were set aside (I was one) and told to wait.  While I was waiting I started a story about the history of the band Kiss.  My notebook, a purple one with loose leaf notebook paper that I use here for notes, was on a ledge outside a window.  I turned my back a moment and it had begun to rain, I had to grab my notebook before it got wet.  I turned back to the classroom, wanting to get started cooking again and the teacher, a young blonde bitch, told me I wasn't good enough for the class.  Another woman, an older woman, told me I should be working at Burger King, I told her I wasn't able to get a job anywhere, much less Burger King.  I was angry and I packed up a couple of bags I had there, one a large red and black duffle type bag.  I left in a huff and was awakened as I walked across the campus.