Acting in a movie as the first mate of a flying pirate ship. There is some sort of transport technology wherein you scan a credit card in port, then say the name of the next port you want to go to. Not everyone has access, in fact it is sort of top secret.

Our first destination was New York, then maybe Bangkok. After scanning a card in port, it seems a dragon attacks as the ship leaves. It's huge.

There's the dream trip, in that maybe we're dreaming right now and who's to say we're not, and then there's the acting trip. That we're always acting. So first things first, dream wise. I dream myself into scenes, sometimes, and then when I'm aware, all of a sudden, I notice we're all acting, in roles like, and I've got to know who these people are.

Watch and act in a strange, melodramatic production about broken family units. It's weird and scary. People where masks which are unemotional caricatures of themselves.

At one point a drunk grandfather is clambering about behind a thirty-something woman who is playing a little girl. The grandfather promised the little girl they would go swimming if she let him watch her change. She becomes creeped out at the last minute, and he complains he only saw her top nakedness.

Chelsea calls to ask me to come over. I do and she is in a mask. Warns about a creature in her complex on the loose, a wanwon or something that is evil and mysterious. Her mask is of a woman with elephantiasis. It's terrible.

When I arrive we go to a liquor store in her complex operated by two African immigrants. They confess to me they are "right" Christians. There are bible verses on the counter. Chelsea complains that I don't drink or use drugs. We repair to her apartment.

In a sort of school play, except the characters are us. Scenes are choppy. One teacher drinks early in the day, while another envies the principal's position. They walk in a parking lot talking together. The alcoholic is being fired or demoted. There is video evidence of the drinking.

There is an audience for the production. I am not myself but a childhood friend. Jonathon, maybe, in body and mind. It is a role but I'm playing myself.