My dreams from Sunday, 2023–01–15: The pets. The flaw in /that/ plan. Cassandra. Science fiction backdrop improvements. First dream. It’s night-time. I’m in a sprawling one-story house across the street from my grandparent’s house when I was little. …

My dreams from Sudnay, 2023–01–08: Life of El Greco. Scooter crash. First dream. My view is from a camera (or seat) on a swiveling lever or big gun mount, zoomed in on a cowboy in a big white pickup truck going right to left on this side of a hill…

My dreams from Monday, 2023–01–02: Rescue trap. Checking out of the hospital. Niagara on Pudding Creek. Sleazy oatmeal bar. Bricks. First dream. I’m in a Delilah Dirk sort of story of a princess imprisoned in a heavy iron pet cage in a stack of them. I and some others are…

My dream from Sunday, 2022–12–25: Trapped. I’m driving a strange car on smooth dirt roads in California hills. The car is gone. I’m invisible. I fly near a boy who’s giving a Nazi salute from the edge of a hilltop house’s little parking lot. He’s signalling to his Nazi Boy…

My dream from Sunday, 2022–12–11: An odd but kind of cool car. It’s night-time in a very spread out version of Mendocino. I’m in a dim dirt parking lot between and behind buildings in the middle of town. I’m stranded here. I need a car. My friend Kent Wallace will…

Dec. 4, 5, 7 and 9, 2022 My dream from Sunday, 2022–12–04: Stalker/Annihilation. Rural California or Ohio. I leave the place of a vague back-story adventure to go to where I somehow know will be the aqua ’63 Rambler I used to have. The others have moved a big utility…

My dreams from Monday, 2022–11–28: Descendants of the Flinzet fortune. The devil’s disappointment. First dream. Caspar Community Center and the old church are not here, nor the houses farther north, just a big grass field. I fly around, go near a woman and her little boy, where she’s hanging laundry…

My dreams from Sunday, 2022–11–20: Construction. Hail to the Chief. First dream. I go through a strange house’s hallway door into an attached garage that someone has half-converted to a bedroom. There’s a kitchen-counter-like cabinet under a sliding window, that goes a little farther along the wall on both ends…

My dreams from Saturday, 2022–11–12: Head trauma. I go with two people /like/ my stepbrother Mark and stepsister Jamie down a hospital corridor to visit Craig, who’s here for a head injury from a violent accident. …