Floppy Sock

Marceline often has the dreaded ‘floppy sock.’

It always reminds me of my high school friend Shane. I have this memory of Shane and I walking into my house during daycare hours to see a toddler in mudroom with floppy sock.

Shane looked at the kid and said something along the lines of “You have floppy sock, huh. I hate floppy sock.”

The kid stared at Shane, and without saying a word used his toes to scrunch up his sock so it didn’t dangle anymore, and then turn and run off.

Shane and I went on with our day without another thought.

It may be a random memory of no consequence, but along with Marceline’sc enduring cuteness it makes me smile every time I see her with a floppy sock.

I had a dream…

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Of New York City.  How strange is that?

And it wasn’t last night.  Last night was this big gap of nothingness.  No dreams, nothing to recall.

But a few nights ago I dreamt of New York City.  Of meeting friends at club there.  A club in some warehouse area that I walked to.  But had a skateboard.  And the people there weren’t really friends, but more old classmates.  Seriously, Matt Thompson, we didn’t hang out in high school.  I’m sure you’re a daper guy, but I haven’t thought about you since we graduated.  Maybe even before that.  But at this club, Matt Thompson, Chris Rabideau (have no idea how to spell his last name without a yearbook), Jen Olden, and some other person I recognized but couldn’t recall their name (maybe someone named Katie or Jamie…. Jamie Glen-something… I don’t know).  All in this club doing whatever people do in clubs.  I’m not sure about that either.  There wasn’t music.  It was dark and there was a bar and weird flashy lights.  And a coatroom.  I remember the coatroom very well.  Cause I checked in my skateboard.  That makes it a club right?

So yeah…. my friends from back when… Colin, Shane, Yousey, Kevin, and Reg.  You ditched me in my dreams.  You bastards.

Dreams of Old

For the last week or so all of my dreams have somehow involved people from Queensbury.  Maybe it is because I’m heading home for a week (in a week!), but they’ve been interesting to say the least.

Last night’s dream involved a camping trip.  But it was more like “Going to Camp” than actually camping.  Cabins in the woods and such.  Shane, Reggie, Colin, Yousey (sorry dan, I just struggle to refer to you by your first name for some reason) and even Kevin.  It was bizarre.  We all were sitting around a round table in the main cabin talking about all the things we would do in the woods.  Hiking, boating, and general bullshitting about this and that.

I got up and went to the bathroom, which was on the second floor of the cabin.  It had a bathroom very reminiscent of a bar in Buffalo.  In other words it had trough as the urinals.  No ice though!

On the way back down the maintenance man had removed the bottom half of the stairs and I had to leap to the floor off the second floor.  By the time I got back to the table it had started to get dark outside and it had started raining.  When I sat back down there was about 5 more people sitting with us.  Colin had apparently made friends with some people sitting next to us and pushed the tables together.   There was a crack of lightning outside the cabin and the windows glowed bright for a second.  Shane immediately suggested we go wandering outside in the rainstorm.  No one objected and we got up to go.

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That’s where it ended.  Like I said, I’ve probably had five dreams involving people from Queensbury in the last week.

Just… strange.

That Dream

IV LegoI had a high school dream last night.

It wasn’t so much about high school as it involved high school people.

Well not even that, but Shane, Reggie, Colin and Yousey (why I continually refer to him as Yousey instead of Dan I’ll never know).

And they weren’t so much involved in the dream as people on the side.

It did start off in my high school parking lot.  I was trying to drive home but my car was stalled.  Colin and Reggie drove by, with Reggie in the passenger seat.  He unrolled his window like he was going to say something to me but instead drove by laughing (maybe Colin was laughing, he was driving).

Yousey was in the parking lot somewhere.  With no ride I started walking home through the Potter Road Woods.  But really it was the woods up on the mountain below Shane’s house.  I did have my cell phone with me and decided to call Shane for a ride.  He informed me he was too busy reading a book to come get me.  In my dream…. that made absolutely perfect sense and I didn’t argue with him.

I think it started to rain and turned to night immediately after I talked to Shane.  I just kept on walking.  Its one of those parts I can picture in my head but can’t remember from the dream.  I think my brain is trying to fill in gaps.

Anyways, I walked til there was snow overlooking a lake, or maybe it was one of the reservoirs up on the mountain.  I don’t know.  But I got there, and it was snow covered but  clear night.  And I sat down. But it wasn’t cold.

And then I woke up.

Wasn’t a bad dream.  Kind of nice in that nostalgic sort of way.