Packing Up The Flea Market Tent

I was selling artwork from a large canopy tent at some fair or flea market. I was to take all the unsold items down, put them in my car, and then dismantle the tent that happened to use fishing weights of various sizes to keep it’s balance. Fishing weights the size of golf balls lined the outside of the tent and I made arrangements with others who were with me to haul part the contents of the tent across the country, to Atlanta (where they were supposed to go). In leaving, we had to be processed and checked out near the entrance. There was a commotion of some kind that made me just leave instead. I have a vivid memory of packing up a few remaining items in my backpack and talking to someone about the path I would choose to take to get to my destination. Last thing to recall was hugging various high school teachers goodbye before I got into my car that sat midway between either side of a 5-6 lane expressway. In getting there, I was almost hit twice.

Baseball Brokering and 4-Wheelin'

The Cubs were at play in some community ballpark but the game was eventually called due to some disturbance within the fabric of the players associated, or between the two teams- i'm not sure which. Half of the team remained on the field and played a mock game with kids (I distinctly remember Alou making a play at second and then rolling on the ground for the appreciation of the on-looking kids). Todd Walker, on the other hand, was on the roof of a nearby building and was tryign to broker a deal between whatever two factions were having the problem.

Later in the dream, i was on a 4 wheeler, with others, and riding on part of a highway that was under construction. I rationalized my behavior because i was not driving a car and therefore it was okay.

Chasing the School Bus- Mission Impossible

At some point in my dream I went from being in a school bus to being behind it, on one of those folding, portable bikes, trying to keep up with it. The school bus was yellow and essentially looked the same as any other standard school bus but larger and wider to look more like a hummer, I think. It was night, in my dream, and I was on some interstate pumping bike to go faster but only managing to barely keep up within viewing distance of the back of the bus. Finally, it stopped and I approached it once again, whole whole time on the shoulder of the highway. Apparently there was a traffic jam due to birds being on the road.

The bus took an alternative route down a utility road. The driver was now a professor I had had while getting my MSW. She was not sure what to do. We were near a mansion and some were going inside. The dream completely changed gears then and became me having to tend to my dog who was to stay inside the mansion, alone, in my absence.

The Headmaster- Still A Dick

I had a dream that my Headmaster from high school was living in a mansion that was ornate and expansive and placed atop a hill (characteriszing his own office and symbolism he created in the school itself) overlooking other housing units. I was in oneof those units and it appeared that my family and I were renting one of these units as though we were on vacation.

As i was walking outside, the Headmaster exited his front door and ordered me to start moving cars "that way" because his guests won't have enough space to park when they arrive.

I didn't

Live, Local, Late-Breaking

Somewhere outside, a television news reporter was doing some hard-hitting stuff on Latin gangs. There were about 8 people being interviewed in all and I was mingling around them asking questions of my own while the reporter was asking questions and the camera guy did whatever it is he does. I think they were annoyed. I remember asking one of them where they were from and someone replied “South America”. They looked like they were really pissed off