The Sheriff-Rock Star knocks on the door of my apartment and comes in, bearing groceries. My 'girlfriend' in the dream seems quite taken with him. Between she and I there is really no interaction in the dream, but I refer to her as my girlfriend, because it was clear that that was the role she was playing. Anyway, soon enough, the Sheriff-Rock Star and my girlfriend want to go and use my bedroom. But I shake my head no, indicating that they may not. This, right from the start, you can tell has ticked off the Sheriff-Rock Star, but the manifestation of his ticked-offedness builds slowly. At first, he just noisily puts away the groceries, glaring at me incredulously once in awhile. He makes critical comments. After awhile, he angrily dons his stethoscope, revealing that he is in fact Sheriff-Rock Star-Doctor, and that I would be a fool to oppose his will. His comments become more critical. I back away to across the living room, but by now his ticked-offedness is so terribly great that he comes charging over the carpet at me, yelling and shouting, one fist raised to either side of his head in a menacing fashion. But, unfortunately for him, it is my dream, and in it, I am the one who knows kung-fu... At some point during or after the fracas, an observer observes, and says of me: "His kung-fu chops are impossible to resist!", despite the fact that I have made no kung-fu chopping motions. From here, the scene switches to batman flying through the night sky with his arms stretched out suspiciously like superman, on the way to the scene of the fight. The sky is dark, but there are searchlights sweeping across it, there is wind and rain, and they seem to be firing all the metal in the city at Batman as he flies along. We see several artillery shells fly by, but also, I think, a hubcap. Batman is in communication with, and severely frustrated with, Mini-Batman, who is flying through a different part of the sky, and is, Batman feels, using his locator all wrong, and being a goof-off teen-ager. But nonetheless, Mini-Batman arrives at my apartment well before Batman does. When Batman does arrive, he crashes uncontrollably through a window in a whole other part of the apartment building, perhaps having realized that he isn't supposed to be able to fly just by putting his arms out in front of him, or at least that he can't expect to steer very well. So, we are all standing around the living room waiting for Batman to knock on the door, me, and Mini-Batman, and the Sheriff-Rock Star-Doctor and his girlfriend, and Farley the Dog from Sesame Street. But Batman, having failed to fly through the right window, needs to save face, so instead of going through the apartment he crashed into, and down the hallway to my apartment, he apparently went back out the window, and climbed along the outside of the building, so that he could appear suddenly and dramatically in the living room window, which he does. We all turn to look at him, except... Farley the Dog stands and puts his big red and white and orange shaggy paws on the shoulders of Mini-Batman, and we zoom in on the scene that unfolds. We can't see Farley's head, it's out of the frame because he is such a great big dog, but we see Mini-Batman, a small red headed lad, now dressed in regular clothes for the 19th century, with a suitably old style freckled face and hat. Farley reaches a paw down into Mini-Batman's coat and draws out a Calomar Candy Bar, saying in a high pitched groverish/doggish voice: "Me food...we friends now!" Mini-Batman, not very enthused by this turn of events, says: "Ohh... and does that mean I get to give you food now?" Farley replies: "Most likely!" Mini-Batman says: "Goodness gracious!" and then I wake up from laughing. |