Will you too ride the infernal inflatable weiner?

With a title like that, it has to have been a good day, right?

Well, I'm feeling alot better. Maybe it's just the fact that I've been helping clean up collapsed ceilings and putting away my unpacked clothes, or maybe it's that I have a plan for getting my new car, or maybe it's that I actually got to hang out with people my own age this weekend. I do know this: friends are one of the most underestimated remedies in the world.

Today I dreamt some more strange things, which followed suit to a weird dreams on Friday night. Friday night, after my meal of coconut pie, I dreamt that a family owned a zoo or farm, and their daughter was convinced there was some sort of chupacabra-like creature that had to be fed sacrifices of dead animals, or else it would eat her and her family. The other workers caught her one day breaking the necks of chickens and mumbling to herself (yeah, creepy). Her parents were concerned for her, but just to be safe, the mother left a camera on at night while they slept. When they watched the tape, they heard a golem-like voice cackling and giggling near their bed. Most of the rest of that dream was the twist that the creature had found them by a posting they had left on the internet (why? I don't know).

Saturday night, I dreamt I came home and our puppy was being eaten by a big doberman, and I shot the dog but it was too late--the puppy was dead.. . . just a limp little mat of fur and blood. Then the whole image faded to that of a big postcard, that said something like,

bow WOW
Just a little treat for you

it was signed or something, but I can't remember that. I woke up very disturbed.

But my actual day was alot nicer. I went to Jonah's house for that pool party, which turned out to be a giant family-friends gathering when I got there at 3PM. Tons of good potluck food, including german potato salad complete with crumpled bacon. . . .mmm. Well, I knew I had to leave at 5:15 for another graduation party, so of course my pal Dave K. did not show up until 5:10PM. This is how our assocation has always been set up, as it always seems to be with the memorable people in your life. Never enough time, if your schedules even align at all.

Anywho, left for another party, came back to Jonah's around 8:30PM, and in the elapsed time a fair amount of drinking had occurred in my absence. And therefore there was a problem: Dave K needed to get his swimtrunks from his house. He needed someone to drive him. Nobody was sober, except me.

After much assurance from everyone, I took Dave K, in Jonah's tricked out new car, back to his house. He was very nice and encouraging, and I only babbled worriedly for maybe 75% of the ride total. Explaining all the things I needed to do. . . it's what I do in Jiu jitsu too--I talk myself through things, perhaps a bit too much. But I made it there and back again, with a slightly blitzed Dave K still intact, complete with swimtrunks. So then we all hopped into Jonah's family's heated pool, complete with two large inflatable whales, swim noodles, netted paddles and a ball, and of course a giant inflatable hotdog.

Ahhh, the giant inflatable hotdog. It is absolutely hilariously phallic and at one point I had to clutch the side of the pool and just laugh. C'mon, imagine someone you once dated goes floating by, surrounded by mist from the heated pool, riding one side of a giant weiner. It's actually a teeter-totter sort of apparatus you and a friend are supposed to climb on. You each straddle the thing, grab on to handles on either side, and jump up and down trying to knock the other person off. It's extremely exhausting, and usually only stops when the hotdog flips over and you both are dumped underwater. I think, for the first time, I had the wonderous sensation of water in my lungs. Anywho, fun evening. Watched Space Ghost with Jonah, Jen, and Dave K. It just wasn't the same as watching it with Sam and Dave. I was so lucky at Hiram to have found people who comfortably matched my sense of humor.

In general, things are good. And now I'm off to sleep, hopefully with nice dreams. Tomorrow is another graduation party, and in general another day. Hugs!