So I had another weird dream that I'm quickly forgetting so here it goes. It started out in the large warehouse-like place that was used for theater plays. An old friend from back in my Junior College days, Scott F. Greene (from who I recently received a holiday card from) and planned to have a talent show of sorts and Scott was going to play the trombone along with two other band members of his. He mentioned how he had to pull some strings to get the other guys to show up so he wanted the performance to be perfect if not memorable. So I was in charge of operating the lighting switchboard which was in a small control room on the opposite end of the stage. None of the levers on the control board was labeled so when showtime began I had to randomly pull the levers to figure out what they did. So while Scott and his Jazz trio are belting out tunes, some lights go on and others go off - at one point a projection screen behind them went up and down noisily as I pulled the lever not knowing what it would do. So Scott's music segment was a disaster but then I kind of got the hang of controlling this one spotlight above. Now this light could pretty much turn and move anywhere so when the next act came up, a ballet ensemble of sorts, I was moving that light all over the place to keep the lead performer in the light. So the performances went on and all kinds of crazy things happened like at one point a massive flock of pigeons (apparently nesting high up in the rafters) took flight in the inside the warehouse-theater flying around like a mass of bees. And then at some point Scott opened up a huge roll-up door to let more light in and I remember seeing a shipping dock with cargo ships outside the door.
Then the next thing I know I'm holding a large production video camera and filming a very narrow cargo boat with a bunch of Toyota Prius cars haphazardly stacked up with a bunch of bean-bags stuffed between them. So I'm thinking to myself, this is dangerous and I better fix this. So I jump on the cargo boat and drive one of the Prius cars, that was stacked on top of another car, off so that it wasn't looking like it was going to fall over into the water (driving it off doesn't sound physically possible but somehow I managed in my dream). So then I decide to go to the control room of the cargo boat and pull some levers and to my surprise (although I'm not sure why I was surprised) the boat started to move. I desperately tried to stop the boat as it slowly moved away from the dock. Then, just my luck, a cop pulls up and yells on his horn for me to stop but for the life of me I can't figure out how to stop the stupid boat loaded with Priuses. In the end I managed to stop the boat but then the boat owner accused me of loosing a bunch of the bean bags that were stuffed between the Priuses - he wasn't concerned about the Priuses but rather the bean bags! So then I argued back demanding that I show the cops the video I shot of the cargo boat... and then I woke up.
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