Apartment life in post-apocalyptia

In post-apocalyptia, I and a few friends (one male and one female, I think), had just returned to our apartment. We were arguing about what to do with our paper money (probably because it wasn't currently worth anything). The guy was trying to show how we could use the paper money to make our rides more aerodynamic.

(Our rides were little battery-powered boxes on wheels, perhaps two feet cubed, barely big enough for our butts to rest on. He unlatched the top of his, and was folding the edge of a multi-dollar bill and slipping it in and over the battery to demonstrate what he meant.)

We then did some mental exercise, imagining what to do in case of a zombie attack. In our imagination, a woman was walking down a sidewalk while fending off a not-so-clever male zombie who had been bitten in the arm.

Our apartment building was surprisingly well-maintained, and well lit by daylight, though completely empty of furniture. It looked like a building that had just barely finished being constructed before the apocalypse.

I was sitting in the hallway outside our apartment, with a young girl (maybe 10 years old) sitting next to me. Our neighbors, a young Spanish-speaking couple (and possibly a child), walked by us in the hallway on their way out somewhere.

The wife chatted a little with us in pseudo-Spanish about the zombie; I was mentioning how the zombie had been bitten in the arm but I couldn't quite work out the phrasing. She said something like "ha estado [verb]ado en el armada". The world "voller" was in there somewhere too.

The girl next to me was looking up words on a handheld digital dictionary device, but wasn't sure if she was spelling them right. I was a little suspicious of "armada" meaning "arm". We couldn't work out what "voller" was.

At some point, the girl changed (imperceptibly) into Joan D (adult), and we were eating oreos. She was mentioning how it was interesting that the words "dedo" in Spanish and "doigt" in French (both meaning "finger") looked so similar. So I said, oh, yeah, well, "digitus" -- pointing out that another word for "finger" in English was "digit", and all three words came from Latin.

Joan looked astonished, and told me what a rush she felt when she figured out stuff like that. :D And then we ate more oreos.

(But I wanted to save a few oreos for Ray, who apparently had furnished them for us.)

Hiding from The Man in semi-apocalyptia

The world was semi-apocalyptic, and this dream was set in a western, arid area. I (female) was trying to avoid some military force (possibly a remnant of the national army) that was sweeping through the area. I found a spot where an opaque chain link fence was wrapped around in such a way as to create an inconspicuous pocket the size of a small room where I could hide. Unfortunately, there was another guy who showed up there, kind of a simpleton, and I was getting kind of annoyed standing around there dealing with him.

It then occurred to me that there was a McDonald's not too far away (semi-apocalyptic -> fast food chains still exist), a little ways up the hill (with short natural red rock walls to either side) from where I was. I went there and found it to be suitable for use as a fortified hideout. A few other people were there too. We figured we could hide out there comfortably for quite a while.

Deer hunting. Not pygmy hunting.

Three survivors in the remaining world, seemingly devoid of life... all is not lost, for remnants of society abound, and technologies can be thus relearned... but first, to find food...

This seems to be in California, but anyway, the surrounding land seems too dry to farm (count not taken that farming for three people is somewhat ludicrous) so they look for game to hunt... They see a herd of something in the trees on a terraced hill by the road... initial impression, deer, running... soon turns out to be a race of short men, like dwarfs or pygmies... They are human, screw hunting them... of course, with some communication they may be taught to extend human legacy when the old races die off...