Saturday, March 17, 2007
I dreamt last night that somehow some of my belongings were left unattended or stolen and I discovered them on mats on the sidewalk; they were being sold by thieves and I had to chase them away. The worst part was that Patrick didn't seem to care at all, didn't want to help me reclaim and protect my belongings, so I got very angry and threw objects and pounded my fists on his chest. Eventually I decided I needed to be alone in a comfortable place, so I got on a bus alone intending to go to someplace I knew but after a while I realized I was going in the wrong direction so I got off the bus. Next thing I knew, I was crashing the party of someone named Bob. Everyone was very welcoming. It wasn't a holiday party but I remember talking with one woman about a holiday wall hanging. I excused myself to continue on my way. Next thing I knew, I was in Brian and Kelly's house. All the rooms were dark, and as I stepped in to one room I thought I saw mice dragging objects around on a flat surface, but I took a step closer and found that it was really just a giant plotter of some kind printing something out, and I immediately thought, oh it's just another one of their projects. The printing platform was about a foot off the ground and about 10 feet square. The print heads were the things I thought were mice—I saw at least two, and they were busy scurrying here and there leaving ink droppings behind. I can't remember anything else from this dream. Stopped at the grocery. For breakfast, we met Mom Ryan at her place. We brought a bouquet of flowers and a bag of pastries. It's her birthday! Afterwards we went to the Legion of Honor for the exhibit called Masterpieces of French Jewelry. I enjoyed the show very much; I don't know if I'll ever see as many diamonds and precious gems so skillfully arranged again. We had lunch at the cafe there. I had a Diestel turkey sandwich with fries. Patrick had provolone cheeseburger—I think it was Niman Ranch. Mom Ryan had a ham and cheese sandwich. $37.70, no tip since it wasn't full service. Lunch was delicious and service was very friendly and helpful. Dropped Mom Ryan off at home. Patrick and I went home and napped. Woke up, went to Phil, Drew, and Danny's for dinner. Quyen and Dong-Yi (sp?) and Dave also showed up. Roast chicken, potato salad, mixed green salad, sourdough and butter. For dessert, Quyen brought a jamocha two-layer cake from a bakery called Constatino (sp?) in Sunnyvale. We talked late into the evening, left around midnight.