Dream Journal

Jess and I are rafting through “the Islands” dream land area. We do this for a while. Then we return to the resort because it’s a family vacation. There’s this big waterslide of wood that we start rafting down. Then this over-tanned barbie doll woman in pink (could be Pam or Joel’s ex) starts bitching at us. I flick her off, then play some nasty terrible pranks on her with the help of the resort staff. Then she plays a trick on me by removing the bottom curve panel of wood on the slide so we go right into the water.

Then I’m at a table with Uncle and another guy. We’ve asked the waiter to play a trick on Uncle. Uncle is a vegetarian and the waiter has brought him meat. Then the waiter cuts his eggs and throws a bit on the floor. Then he flicks a half-eaten shriveled sausage across the table onto his pancakes, saying “Here’s your raisin, sir.” The waiter is so animated and funny. Then he moons Uncle from outside and comes back and calls him an asshole. Then he brings his “ice cream”: a frothy mixture in a white cup, almost all foam. It’s horrible tasting and on the side are written all kinds of things such as “You are an uncivilized toad.” The waiter dances around mockingly as he reads these things to him. My God, I had to try so hard not to burst out laughing. Uncle was so flustered he didn’t know what to do!