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LO2's Dream Journal, Part One

After a run-in with two people I didn't particularly want to see at Common Grounds, one of whom seemed particularly interested in inviting me to a costume party this Friday in celebration of something I can’t remember now, I go to Treff's alone to drink. Bill Cosby, my friend Gloria, and my old friend Chris, who we called Jesus Chris arrive. Bill Cosby has hair like Wolfman Jack. Jesus and Bill play Ping-Pong on a very small table. Bill doesn’t seem to like me, and keeps trying to make sneaky side serves on the teeny table, while giving me the stink eye. All of the sudden, everyone leaves. I find approx. 600 dollars in a bootleg Simpsons DVD case near one of the TVs, which are equipped with DVD players, but interestingly enough, only fake buttons that don't actually work. I fiddle about with the cash, and one of the Treff’s employees sees me with it. He wants a cut, and I don't want to give him much. All of the other bartenders enter, so I duck into the bathroom with the cash, which is now equipped with two showers that seem designed for a particular type of handicapped person. I try to cut the money up to hand off a little to the first bartender, but they all enter before I can finish. I get nervous and bolt. Treff’s is now in a high rise, with lots of windows, so I look up as I exit to see if they're watching me. I get in my car and drive off (not my car). There’s a wreck in the road, and a cop is waving people over to a detour, while lying on the ground and rolling around violently to indicate something. I figure out that he was rolling to indicate that I was supposed to veer even more to the right when I see the large crane picking up granite slabs and lifting them high above me. I zoom under the crane and turn out of the way, but there's another crane, so I detour again, only to find myself pulling into the driveway at my home in Mississippi, where my sister is laughing and telling me that my father, who seems in good spirits as well while walking around outside in his boxers, is going to build a deck. I go inside with my dad to have coffee and talk. I wake up. 

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