About senseless Dreams, new Videos and our fancy Toilet

I don’t know what those dreams are all about. Okay, I haven’t read much of any “what do dreams mean?”-books or something, but I doubt it’d make a lot of sense regarding what I come up with all night, for example: I find myself in front of a three-story fishtank. It’s huge, I’d say about 5×5 meters wide and 1m high and there’s some stairs on both sides where you can go upwards to access the higher levels. The main base tank is just a regular rectangle fishtank, the uppermost level is like a gallery, it’s about 5×1 meters and bout 30cm deep and then there’s a level inbetween, which looks like an overflow-catchup for the uppermost level, it’s about 5×0,5 meters and bout 10cm deep and placed only so that anything that goes over the lowest edge of the uppermost level will first go into that catchup and not fall directly into the base tank. Got the idea? Well, it doesn’t really matter anyways.

Then there’s a former classmate of mine. A nice, clever guy, but if there’s something he wouldn’t have been interested in an industrial fishtank would be on top of the list. What he’s doing is throwing huge prawns into the uppermost level and he checks if they can make it over the lowest edge, you know, the one that leads to the 2nd-level-catchup. Actually one of the prawns does make it and, surprisingly considering the fact that the catchup is even lower than the uppermost level, also makes it down to the base tank. Now he’s all concerned that all of this doesn’t work out the way he wanted it to, maybe he’s not that clever after all. Sequence over.

Next I find myself in an old desert town, someone’s been killed and the sheriff drops by my place and announces that I should come over to the station, for he has to arrest me as a suspect in the murder case, then he leaves. I continue watching a movie, then head out to the desert myself where I find a huge alien-like animal which I can’t remember how it looked like, some people from town are here as well and the sheriff shows up too, alien-animal kills a couple more people while I can’t remember any violence at all, it’s just like they are just dead and that thing is responsible, I turn to the sheriff and ask him if this releases me as a suspect. Sequence over.

Now I’m at an obstacle-course, but not like an outdoor-army-training thing or something like that, this is indoors and all about corridors with moving floor things. There’s highspeed-hallways where you’re shot around on the highspeed-moving-floor and then all of a sudden there’s a 90-degree turn but the floor keeps moving towards the wall and I slam against that wall, then head on left around that turn and there the floor is layed out with shaking platforms and gaps inbetween where you can only see darkness, some people fall down (oh, there’s lots of other people too, just faceless unknown people though, no former classmates this time) and the very final obstacle is just a wide part of the corridor where there’s a guy under the carpet, moving around as a huge carpet-pimple and tries to throw the people who want to run to the door back into the gaps. He hits me, I fall down, then he comes out of his carpet-pimple-construction and starts to talk to me. Sequence over.

It’s not like any of those sequences were particularly bad or would cause me any worries, it’s just that I wake up in the morning and have to seriously consider what the hell is going on in my head. I mean there’s nothing to say after such a dreamful night than WHAT?

By the way yesterday I uploaded my California-Videos to Youtube, you can find them here.

Oh and today I realized how weird our toilet is shaped. I mean hey, we’re living here for more than half a year now and it took me a seven week trip to another continent to realize that the toilet’s shape is unusual? I need a coffee.