WHERE IN BLAZES ARE MY CATS?

I got to my aunt's house, very eager to see my kitties. As I went to the backyard, imagine my surprise when i saw that they were gone. I started crying, and questioning where were my cats. My aunt peeked from my bedroom's window and just said "Willie came in last week and took them... He said it was just too much work for me... I don't know why".

So I went to my car, driving like a speed-demon, and reached my uncle's home. Now, instead of Sultanita it was in the Altura (at least that's what the view told me... with high trees and even strawberries). I reached a house that was perched at the edge of a big chasm... The house looked deserted, everything inside was in ruins. I got a glimpse of a black shadow running upstairs, and so I followed.

A big room, with an open window that reached the edge of the chasm... I could not see the ending of the pit. And on the edge, I saw three of my kitties taking a nap. Isis rushed to greet me, and Kali kept going back and forward... The chasm looked eerie, and a slight tremor turned into a big shake. All kitties were flying around, and the house began to crumble down on top of us all.

Don't you just love those thrilling endings?

ODD OUTING

Of all weird things, I was driving a car with an old friend at my side. We debated where to go eat, and ended up in a Taco maker in the middle of nowhere in Arkansas (???). As we went into the fast-food place, I took Miss Deedee with her wheelchair and primary equipment to the bathroom as she needed to be changed... When we got there, the bathroom was "dorm style", and then three old aquaintances appeared, joking around. I was becoming quite anoyed with the disturbance, as Deedee had started desating and I needed help (and was not getting it).

They started messing with the respiratory equipment, things flew around and went to the floor... all was a big mess. I was angry and started yelling at everyone "Dont you understand? These things MUST be sterile! There are too many germs here! Don't you get it? She cannot use that now! I need an ambu! I need the machine! Come on!" As I yelled I was trying to handle Deedee who was reaching below the 50s and was turning palish blue. All the while, everyone else laughing...

Needless to say, I woke up panicked.

SUNSHINE

I dreamed of a nice house, modest but centered around a nice big spacious bathroom with a jacuzzi, where Deedee can do her exercises in warm water, and where we can all relax and have fun. We were in a place filled with palms, and we could hear the seashore roaring and the salty wind filling our lungs with memories of home. And I saw myself smiling.

Talking about Weird...

I walked towards a table within a library, and it was quite crowded. Everyone had tons of open books, most of them openned within pages about Earth evolution, archeology and paleontology... Then I see this lady comes to the opposite side of the table, sits down, and studies some. It called my attention that she was dressed in exploring gear (reminding me of Indiana Jones). After a while she suddenly gets up and looks around... And it is then that I realized that it was Sigourney Weaver! One of the girls in the table Send a loud Shhhhh to her, then mumbled so I could her her "Who do she thinks she is?". I replied in a low tone "Ermm... You dont know her? Helloooo! Aliens trilogy... Galaxy Quest... Avatar". Nothing, blank... I was quite aggravated, being surrounded by younglings that knew nothing of nothing unless they shimmered in daylight... Then the scary lady passed by behind me, apparently she seemed to be heading out. I halted her, asking for her autograph. She hesitated, rolling her eyes, but after thinking about it briefly she smiled and said "Paper and pen?" I took my notebook, and instead of looking for a blank page I gave her a page that had many numbers. (WTF) She started writing, then thinking and then writing more. She gave me back the notebook, smiled, and went away. As I checked the notebook I saw that she wrote a passage of a book, and that title and special words were all written with special characters. The letters were shaped perfectly, and it looked as if it was a page ripped off a novel. There seemed to be a "swampish" image behind the dedication... My eyes went up to the initial words, were you could identify her signature "Sigourney Weaver".

And then I woke up... wondering why in blazes would I have a dream like that (I am a fan of Aliens not Sigourney)... You know, scary stuff...

~V~