Monthly Archives: January 2010


Oh well hmm I remembered something from last night but have forgotten it since, but from the night before I remember just a couple of images: (1) at a twilighty time, accidentally leaving my rainjacket on a rocky area on a north-facing shore and being about to leave, maybe on a bus, but then remembering and retrieving it; (2) arriving with a class maybe at a campground-like place in the woods that we were going to stay at for a little bit; it was a sunny, summery early afternoon, and we were walking south past some clearings of various sizes; the place we were staying at was adjacent, I think, to a building, at the east edge of a small clearing with a larger clearing visible to the west; but the beds were out in the open air, just a whole row of twin-size beds side to side with a few feet of space in between each, and with a two- or three-inch stepdown in the ground level from one bed to the next. Weird.

top of Tufts

All I remember currently from last night is approaching the top of the Tufts campus (the central quads and the main drive that curves around up there) from the south by car with a couple of other people, at least one of whom hadn’t been there before, and I remembered things quite well from my few explorations there when I lived in Medford IRL. It was early morning, I think, maybe semi-frosty/hazy sunlight.

harbor room room hall

What I recall from last night was fairly action-filled; some connecting bits have faded since I woke up, but I know that there was an overall arc of the Doctor and, I think, his son (neither of which was me, I was an unspecified observer) having to escape from something. At one point they climbed up on some sort of platform, or maybe it was the deck of a large boat, at the edge of a harbor; the identity of the Doctor seemed unclear for a bit but soon crystallized to the Seventh Doctor, while a couple of other versions (the Sixth in particular) made appearances on the platform as well, maybe to mention a thing. The Doctor was talking quite excitedly about how they needed to stay ahead of the pursuers, and electronic swirls seemed to emanate from his eyes and mouth as he said this. The setting was sunny but with darkish clouds dominant in the sky. A later scene was in a windowless, maybe underground room, lit by fluorescent lights, long in the east-west direction, with storage shelves with all sorts of food on the west end, like the back room of a grocery store, which this seemed to indeed possibly be, and a couches and TV setup. The Doctor and his son, I guess, saw that they could safely hang out there indefinitely because of the ready supply of food and entertainment. Other people seemed to be around as well.

I just remembered the setting from another scene, which was a long shared bedroom in an apartment in a large hotel. The bedroom was on the top floor and faced a courtyard (possibly not extending all the way to the ground, but rather with a lower part of the roof as its base) on its south edge, and the exterior wall stepped south and east to create smaller spaces in the bedroom for each of the roommates. On the south side of the courtyard was an upper public hall of the hotel, which I initially mistook for another part of the bedroom; it contained a seating area, maybe a function room, maybe some stairs, and passageways to other parts of the hotel toward the south, from which bright south light was emerging.

possum case

OK just some quick rememberings from last nite: (1) I had a set of stacked folded PJ pants that were in Dad’s closet for some reason, and they started shifting around a bit as if an animal were nestled in, which was the case. At first when it peeked out it looked like a mouse, but then it turned and walked a bit and its body was much bigger than a mouse’s, so I became worried that it was a rat. However, it revealed itself to be a possum. Apparently the house had been having an ongoing possum problem. (2) A more vague memory is of playing basketball, I think, in a room or hall, maybe a gym, maybe something else. At any rate there were a bunch of other people around on the “court,” who we had to weave between while playing the game, so maybe it wasn’t an actual court. I think the floor was slippery as well, so we were sliding around a fair amount.

ferry caravan

Gotta get my act together a little bit here in the new decade. I don’t want to make this one of those ol’ three-post months. Anyway, here’s a couple of things I remember from, I’m pretty sure, last night:

  • On a sunny afternoon, I was navigating a ferry through some fairly restricted waters, where the setting seemed to be a fusion of Amsterdam’s canals, the backyard in NH, and maybe Utö. I was following the Eivor ferry (which we IRL took to and from Utö last winter & spring) and a rowboat being rowed incredibly quickly and smoothly and keeping up with the ferries. We had to make a lot of turns around bridges and rocks and so on.
  • Perhaps in a different part of the same scene, I located and restored a large quartz rock (about 2′ high and wide and about 1′ deep) to a place in or near the house where it had traditionally been.