I was walking down a hill with Granny and Dawne and teh kids. We were on some outing to a tropical island. The road just behind us started bulging, so I grabbed some of the kids and told them to walk faster because we were about to get volcanoed. As we reached the bottom of the hill, lava started pouring out of the bulge we had just been on top of, and we bearly managed to get out of the way. At the bottom of the hill there was this field with a lot of grooves in the ground, Supposedly the grooves were for lava to flow in whenever there was a volcano so people could get out of the way and not get burned. I don't know if it was a new volcano or the same old one, but soon there was more lava coming after us, so I grabbed Timmy and ran under a road bridge and propped him up on top of a retaining wall and told him not to move while I ran back to the other folks. There were a lot of people in that field now, not just my family. I asked if everyone was alright, and my mom looked at me and shook her head, as if Becky had gotten lava-ed and I should have picked her up, too. She said people had been offering 10,000 $ for others to pick up their kids and run because they already had their arms full, as if there were too many slow kids around for the adults to move in time.

And the whole dream changed, though it seemed to be the same field. I was in some African country, and they were having a draught. A bunch of engineers were building a dam that would divert water to this area. I was watching that get built, and then I was flying around on a boat or something....

I had been walking (on the railroad tracks?) and I ended up at this dumb outdoor room with a bunch of people having festivities. Something happened, and then actually probably nothing happened it was actually boring, and then my mom told me I had to put on a circus. So I figured I needed to call Claire Curley because she knew how to play an oboe, and that was all I could think of to put in a circus. And after I had done that and she agreed to come play her oboe at church (I was going to play accompanying drums or something) I realized that that was a really stupid idea because (A) I didn't need an oboeist I needed a clarinetist, and (B) I didn't know how to write a song for either clarinet or oboe (and drums or whatever I was planning on playing), and (C) I didn't know how to play any instrument, even drums. I didn't want to call Claire back to tell her about my change of plans though, because that would be embarassing.

During the transition to the next dream I realized that it had been a dream and that made me relieved.

In a later dream I was working on a sweet Doom level, except it was also a new song. Like, the rooms were synth modules. I ended up with a sweet track that sounded sort of like Narg 9, but only had like 5 rooms in it, and I was proud that I made so much of so little. And Trent Reznor was there. And I was supposed to go to the dentist to get a tooth replaced and I was not looking forward to it, though I was looking forward to it being over. Dawne was still around even though Jason and the kids had all gone home, and she was going to take me.

So when I woke up I was happy because I didn't have to go get tooth surgery.