Dreams of Strange Congruity

Okay, so lastnight i had a rather strange dream... i can't recall how it all started, but what i can remember goes something like this:

"i'm riding a mountain bike, i note that i'm in 3rd gear, and apparently being in higher gears is important to me because i can go faster away from the Cadillac that's chassing me around this dirt-bike trail. for a while i've got some distance on him and he's a ways behind me, but as the path gets muddier, i have to down-shift and lose speed. at one point i'm in second gear and going through a particularly muddy area, i can see the car coming up on me fast and i reluctantly shift down into first gear, peddling hard to get to the back of the school ahead of me. it's not far, so maybe i can make it!

i finally get to the small covered area just as the car rushes by me, narrowly missing and screetches to a stop just a few feet infront (good brakes!) when it stops, i can see that it's been hauling a small tanker on 2 axles. it's no bigger than my outdoor gas-grill at home but it looks like a small rail-road tanker car. when he stops, this thick green gel slops out the open hole on the top and splatters down one side onto its wheels and the ground, slowly oozing more down to the dirt. the car suddenly kicks into reverse and tries to run me over again, this time seeming to deliberately miss (though i doubt he'd mind if he actually hit me!) at this point of dodging aside quickly, i can see that the tanker has left a nice little trail of ooze from where it was to where it is now. the car somehow releases the tanker and as the guy pulls forward to quicly speed away he throws a lit-match out the window, catching the trail of ooz on fire! it races up the line like those old trails of gun-powder in the old western movies and i hi-tail it out of there to get away before the tanker explodes!

i dont' get too far before the thing blows up, sending burning goop everywhere, the car is long-gone and i've just barely made it around a corner out of the blast (i had to wipe some off my sleeve though). i don't feel like i have much time to look around though, so i start to make my way down this long hallway that connects the front of the school to the back, though it's open to the outside at both ends. kinda like a long breeze-way.

when i get to the front, i turn to look at the front of the building and it's not a school at all! it's actually a grocery store (no, i didn't note what one specifically it was. lol) but i headed inside with my mother. no, i don't know where she came from, but it's a dream so it doesn't have to make sense. i get inside and i'm looking for something or someone...

i head down the front of the store where the checkout lanes are, i'm on the bagging-side of those lanes right now and i finally spot a familiar face, Dracos! it's my buddy from so long ago online! (not his character standign here, but the real guy in this case). i introduce him and my mother to eachother, but they both chuckle as they shake hands, letting me know that they still remember eachother from "last time". i'm totally lost because i didn't know they'd met before, and certainly didn't remember introducing them to eachother "last time". it was shortly after this where i was quickly rushed to a different scene, in an actual school this time...

one of the professors from my university was there, and was about to do some kind of clever magic trick with a windows 98 install CD or something. he had a very young girl stand up on the back of the stage before the audience with the cd in hand holding it infront of her while the professor stepped to the front of the stage. someone was calling out commands to the two of them that supposedly proved that "she had the real one and he didn't", or something like that.

it was in the middle of this magic-act that my nasty alarmclock went off, jolting me back to the fuzzy reality of early morning. so from there i climbed down off my bunk bed and shut off the alarm. i couldn't just ignore it, this alarm was for me. :P