Dream • Apocalypse, Plumbers, Old Roommates

Ellie Byrom was back, visiting with entourage of Will Ferrell-type and Pablo-sensitive guy. Kelly was also hanging out with plans to go see a movie around 11:00. Ellie and Pablo guy expressed surprise that something large (lumber) got stolen out her (moving) truck and asked to stay a couple of days. She proceeded to move in, changing the toilet to a lower brown version*, put together a four poster bed and introduced a small cute dog into the house. On the verge of going to the movie, because of uncharacteristic brightness, we looked out the window to see complete (atomic) devastation of the flattened landscape, mushroom clouds continually rising from a distant bay across the way and people walking around unfazed but obviously dazed. Burning man antics, with people dressed in costumes (big chicken, folks on stilts) were prevalent in our view, making for curious watching while trying to sort out what it all meant. At this time, a repair crew entered and surveyed to replace some plumbing couplings in the back with golden bronze discs, one of which I pocketed because of the intriguing etchings on the surface and the large stack they brought with them. Rob Hand showed up and indicated this was a long time coming and on the docket, having nothing to do with the recent blast. A female inspector was very chummy with him and they left together with the crew. One burly blonde crew member gave me a gracious loving hug after explaining about the routine maintenance the just completed. (* the crew may have replaced the toilet) The mood was convivial despite the devastation outside as far as the eye could see. Little mention was made of the situation. Kelly decided to repair her PCalc in the bathroom. Ellie had settled into her room with a comfy barcalounger chair and holding court with her guy friends around the 4-poster bed. Our plans for the movie were changed.