Had two dreams last night that I remember. The first one was before 4am.. because that’s when Tatum woke me up growling at Tony. I had to break them up and put Tatum in the crate. That girl has a head on her and wants to be boss. That’s okay, though, we work with it. Second dream was after that time, and was longer, and I remember more.

First dream, the only thing I really remember about it is a statue. It reminded me of the Doctor Who episode with the Crying Angels, where they only moved when someone was not looking at them. The statue was frozen, but still alive in a creepy way. It was not a good dream.

Second dream was longer. I don’t remember as much now. There was a party and it was by some sort of houseboat, but this water was inside some sort of building… like a loading dock. It was enclosed and underground somehow. The water came up a ramp like a driveway, and there was a boat that was mostly in the water, but beached so it wasn’t floating.

A bunch of us wanted to go for a boat ride and so we pushed the boat into the black water and went out. There was some sort of scuffle, or battle… not sure now. There was a blanket, black, thrown into the water. And as a prank some guy threw another guy, both friends of mine, into the blanket. The guy sunk down in the water, wrapped in the blanket, unable to get out. I think it was me who dove in and freed him. And he looked like a mummy all wrapped up so he couldn’t move. But he was alive and awake and fine.

We went back to the ramp after that, and got off the boat… and there were men on the ramp with swords. Black swords. Lots of black in this dream. And we were able to disarm them and beat them.

It was a disjointed, odd dream. It made much more sense at the time.