Last Night's Dream: Bus Driving in Seattle While Lost

I woke up this morning with one of those recollections of a dream as clear as reality. I was a bus driver. In Seattle.

I was lost and could not find the route. I drove around the city trying to get on course.  Every time I passed a bus stop with large crowds, they grew angry when I failed to stop and pick them up.

I wanted to alter the destination sign on the front of the bus but did not know how to operate the gizmo that would allow me to change it to "Not in Service." There was no radio so I could not call the dispatcher to get help.

Seattle was very hilly with narrow streets and the bus kept getting wedged in between the buildings.

This dream and the bowling alley dream seem to stand out.

Two armies were fighting a war in a bowling alley. But they were not bowling against one another. They took turns bowling and lobbing the balls down the lane at the opposing army that stood in front of the pins. The soldiers on the defense had to stand in front of the pins and dodge the bowling balls.

The bowling balls were bombs.

Anyone know what is going on?

Comments

[nonheroicvet]

Yes - stop eating pizza after 7:00 PM

[Brad Clark]

Paul, the bowling alley dream may- well, have you seen "There Will Be Blood"?

[Dan Sebald]

Driving around lost... You don't know where you are going in life, getting stuck more often than not. You want to change course, but can't.

Bowling with bombs... Inner turmoil of some sort. Let's see, you are ultra-competitive about common everyday games like bowling, beanbags, tiddlywinks, jenga, politics, that sort of thing.

Am I right?

No wait, that's me.

[Natasha]

I know what's going on: you are weird(er than mommy).

[Paul]

Nonheroicvet: Your suggestion reminds me of a line from Mark Twain: "Stop frolicing with mince pie after midnight."

Brad: My brother suggested the same. Problem is the dream was in my teens hundreds of years before the release of the movie.

Natasha: Stop wasting your time on the Internet and do your homework.

[Hiawatha]

Well Paul,
Reality is that only you can find the answer to that.

When I was 20,
I flew to Seattle with my bicycle.
My stepdad ( never were we close ) worked for Northwest.

It was incredibly stupid.
I assembled my bicycle in the airport and found a baggage worker with Northwest that could and would keep my bicycle box in safekeeping for two weeks.
I loaded my panniers and began riding towards Seattle using some dumb map.
Somehow I ended up in downtown Seattle.

I boarded a ferry crossing the Puget Sound.
I remember talking to a teen runaway girl also on the ferry.

I began riding and eventually reached Olympic National Park.
I worked my way north.
I remember harvesting oysters and purchasing a fish at a roadside stand before beginning a long ascent to a rainforest mountain campground a couple of peaks away from Mt. Washington.
I camped near a cliff.
There was a narrow tall waterfall to the right.
I was alone in the campground.
After eating my 'gourmet' meal of bicycle carried fish and oysters, I fell asleep.
A camper from British Columbia arrived quite late.

A awoke to the sound of a 'mini-bike' engine revving !
Damn, I had better get up and go outside as I had equipment out there.

Circling my tent from above was a large Golden Eagle !
The wing movements made much noise .

It poured rain every morning at dawn I was there except that morning .
Afternoon normally cleared up some with a bit of sun.

The 5 - 7 mile rides down from the campgrounds are lots of fun as I remember !
Remember I was a 20 year old at the time !

The process of circumnavigating Olympic National Park on bicycle left my mind free of what day it was,
and permanently drenched in mind. :)

I want to go back, but not on bicycle.
This time I want a car and hope to do some serious hiking in the process.

[Ron]

What's going on? It's simple. You really need to lay off the booze!!

[William H. Millard]

THE UNIVERSITY OF THE ABSOLUTE
112 North Mills Street
Apartment 210
Madison, Wisconsin 53715

ATTENTION; Paul sauglin

I an writing, to you, because of my need of your help and advise. Lately I have been giving ear to your revelations given out on the Lee Rayburn show, and already I am aware that the WMC has not paid me for my services rendered and I am not liking the situation what, presently, exists where persons are making advantage of me of my knowledge and understanding of the most extraordinary and the most advanced types of the phenomenal
and or physical things (sciences and technologies).

I am not, at all, disposed to the, alleged, acceptability of the relativistically related system nor am I a subscriber of the theorie of the quantum. The theories of the time as the fourth dimension is another of a type of a problem as is the theorie of the unified field, the theorie of the hyper-dimensions, the theorie of the string, the theorie of the
hyper-spatiality and the theorie of the every-thing...what I have determined, of the latter, mentioned, allegedly, what are about of the theoretical and practical , allegedly, what are about of an, alleged, extraordinary type of the ideas what are not, at all, quite different tfrom the, alleged, "conventional" of the scientifique ideas what are not, at not, all of the acceptablity.

But the problem on my part is too many disorderly conduct charges against me and no money coming to my company for its advanced contribution to the realm of the scientifique, the technological and the industrial. When I have been forced to file bankruptcey because I could not pay my bills when others would not pay me
for my time, contributions and discoveries; on this account then when the WMC has refused to assist of the cause of my corporation when un-able to make sufficient money to pay my bills when contributing of my most advanced forms of the knowledge contributed, on this account then I am constrained to write, to you, informing you as such when, concomitantly, requesting of your advixe and assistance at the remedy of this problem of the lack of finance what I am experiencing while others are holding myself an my company hostage for technical information what I have only to share with ohters as it is that the most advanced types of the science, technologies and industries are those, themselves, presently, what are wrong and ideologically omissive, but the necessary ideas what are correct are those, yet, necessary to be introduced to the humanity so to allow of the continaucne of the American Republque.

When it is that I do not know, necessarily and immediately, know what to do about of this disparity what has cost my corporation the high amounts of the monetary profits, when it is the the society and the social order is tested, similarly what is in the needs of the
scientifique, technological and industrial advancement when my corporation can help as related to this matter of the necessary elevation of it...I am writing to you, of an inquiring and of a solicitous need when my corporation is at a lack of knowledge as how, profitably and progressively, to solve and resolve this problem of the disparity what presently exists within the realm of the economique and social order within the domain of Dane County in the State of Wisconsin?

I know I have shared, with you, some of my personal difficulties what are disturbing, to me, in the state of Wisconsin but if you work with me...I am wiling to share and work with you so to be able to address the disparities of what it is that exist within the county of Dane in the State of Wisconsin and in this way I am asking of your assistance to remove, from me, the problem o the lack of finance so that I will not have to file bankruptcy and that I will be able to pay my bills?

Respectfully,
William H. Millard

Post Script:

The same day that I sent the E-mail to the Council on foreign Relations as to the essentiality and possibility o the electrical and industrial means of ht lighting and powering o this planet possible to be accomplished of an electrical and industrial means, that is the same day that the enemy bombed or destroyed the Twin Towers in New York City.