Tag: Michigan

a dream I had about bringing a gun to school

I don’t remember what I had to visit my old high or middle school for, but, whatever it was, it seemed to require me to have a locker. I’d gotten a temporary combination from the main office; I remember reading the numbers from a little piece of paper while kneeling at the low locker; after signing in.

It was all legit, meaning I hadn’t snuck in like I’d done in previous dreams and wasn’t worried about going to jail; that is until I realized, with sudden panic, that I had my gun on me. The little pistol I keep in my left pocket was there in my left pocket. I’d apparently forgotten to leave it in the car.

I don’t know whether or not I’d already done what I came to do, but it didn’t matter. My only concern was to leave as quick as possible without being caught. So I locked the locker, which seemed to be on the second floor, and headed downstairs. I tried to walk at a normal pace as to not cause any suspicious.

Though it’s legal to own and carry a gun where I live, there are some exceptions; high schools and middle schools being the most serious among them. I wondered how I’d gotten in pass the metal detectors; maybe they weren’t working; and was quite concerned that I’d trigger one on the way out.

The place was built like my real-life middle school and, after looking around for security guards, I left on what would’ve been the southeast exit near the bottom of the parking lot. With an immediate sense of relief, I turned northwest on the front walkway, blending in with the massive crowd of kids.

I saw Morrell and said something to him about my teacher being absent and having to go to the other side of the building for class. At that point I was telling the truth as the dream went from me visiting what seemed like my old middle school as an adult to actually attending my old high school as a teen.

2025 November 21

a dream I had about a girl I liked and driving to a grocery store

I’d been talking with a girl. I don’t know where we were, perhaps our college campus. It did sort of seem like Wayne State University, though later thoughts of driving to Walmart suggest we were more likely in Florida. Whatever the state or class subjects, there was romantic chemistry in the air.

We weren’t what people call boyfriend and girlfriend; just friendly acquaintances; but she did seem to have a crush on me as I kind of did on her. She was attractive enough; a slim girl with somewhat of a cute face and a skin tone about the color of mine. She also had what seemed to be a nice personality.

We were walking together, leaving campus or wherever we were for the day. It seemed the conversation was heading to the possibility of hooking up later to hang out or maybe even go on an impromptu date, but then it started to rain, which sent us scurrying off in separate directions to our cars.

I think she’d given me her phone number, so it wasn’t necessarily goodbye for the day. I remember thinking of calling or texting her but not wanting to seem more into her than she seemed to be into me. If she had my phone number, I probably would’ve waited to see if she would contact me first.

The next thing I remember is driving in the rain on a multi-laned street with traffic going both ways. I really enjoyed the drive, at least it seems in hindsight, perhaps only because of what just happened with the girl. I wasn’t in love or anything; her skin wasn’t as light as I normally go for; but I liked her.

That’s when I started thinking of Walmart. I was ultimately headed home but needed or wanted to stop at a grocery store first, which I did. It had started to get dark out by then. It wasn’t Walmart though. It was just a regular grocery store, which was good because I was tired of always going to Walmart.

2025 August 10

a dream I had about seeing two moons in the sky

After having a scary dream about Freddy Kruger in the dark basement laundry area of the house my family lived in when I was a child, I awoke, an adult, in my car or some other vehicle parked in a dreamworld version of the lot behind that same house. It was apparently morning because it was no longer dark outside, but it looked like it was about to storm.

The clouds were out and the wind was blowing hard as if there was about to be a tornado, so I walked briskly; okay, I ran; around the fence toward my house, cutting thru the area we used to walk thru to get to and from the corner Liquor store, Simpsons, Coney Island and such. That’s about the time I happened to look up at the sky and see the moon.

It wasn’t strange that the moon was out. It was morning and the sun was apparently behind the clouds, but there were two of them; two moons in the sky. I knew what I was seeing was supposed to be impossible, so I contemplated the possibility that it had something to do with my eyes; but as I looked around, I didn’t see anything else in sets of twos.

I looked up again and they were still there, moving around faster than I’ve ever seen; at one point nearly merging into one. That’s when I decided not to look up anymore. It was just too scary. Besides I had to get inside the house before the tornado came, which would’ve been even scarier. The weather was very quickly going from bad to worse.

When I reached the back door, I wondered if I remembered to bring my keys. I didn’t think I had time to run back to the vehicle, so I was going to hide underneath the porch and hope for the best, but there they were in my back left pocket where I normally keep them when I’m not going far. As I put the key in the lock, a loud thunder jolted me out of the dream.

2025 May 22

a dream I had about chancing upon a lunch lady from elementary school

I was at some kind of live outdoor event, perhaps a political one sponsored by the Department Of Education, when I saw one or two of the lunch ladies from my elementary school; I remember one of them responding negatively to Donald Trump; I’d come across again in real life at Borders as an adult several years later.

I was nearly ecstatic because the earlier bookstore reunion; they didn’t remember me, but I told them they look familiar and that’s when they asked me if I attended the school which instantly reminded me where I knew their faces from; was short-lived. I’d rattled off as many teachers I could think of in those several seconds.

They seemed to remember each name I threw at them; Miss Shaw was one of the first; and gave me a brief update on seemingly every one. Some had died, some retired and others, surprisingly enough, still worked there. I wanted to talk more; the nostalgia was intense, but I didn’t want to take up too much of their time.

I figured I’d never see them again; it was quite unlikely; but there they were, or at least one of them was there, at this event in what I didn’t realize at the time was just a dream. I don’t know whether or not they’re related in real life; at least I don’t remember; but they were sisters, perhaps a set of “three” sisters, in this dream.

There was only one by the time we wound up in some kind of room. Perhaps it was backstage at that same event. She sat on a bed of sorts; the room was almost like a jail cell; with Miranda, a manager from the aforementioned Borders, now working as her apparent caregiver, sitting on a bench or chair beside her. They faced me.

I’d reminded the lunch lady; I’m calling them lunch ladies, but they could’ve worked in the school office; I don’t remember which; of our bookstore encounter from years earlier. It’s been amazingly already almost as many years as it had been since I’d seen them at the time. I told her I wanted to talk more at a later time.

Actually I wanted to talk more right then and there; I wanted to start naming teachers again; besides I’ve forgotten all the details of the previous update; but I didn’t want to pester her. It seemed she’d grown elderly, she seemed to be of poor health, hence the caregiver, and she looked tired. I was going to let her rest first.

2025 February 01

video review : Jiří Procházka versus Jamahal Hill at UFC 311

video review : Jiří Procházka versus Jamahal Hill at UFC 311

The Intuit Dome screen erroneously lists Jamahal Hill as having one loss at the start of this bout, but this is his third. That it comes via TKO after making excuses for his previous knockout; Alex Pereira’s bad sportsmanship after a confusing pause in action by Herb Dean was to blame; will only add more salt to his wounds; namely a swollen eye and busted nose.

Not that it isn’t a close fight. My score card actually favored Hill, despite his face telling a different tale, up until the ending sequence. That bit begins in Round 3 when he’s floored by a left/right combination he’s not able to recover from. Jiří Procházka fighting for a cancer patient in the crowd makes his victory, in contrast to Hill’s salt, that much sweeter.

my rating : 4 of 5

2025