House party, boozed and bruised car, awkward ninja girl

A bunch of folks were partying in the left-side (i.e. port side) driveway of the house I lived in. I was sitting in the driver seat of my car, with the car facing the side of the house next door, only a few feet away. It was nighttime.

Among the party guests was someone I identified with Zach W, who was standing between the hood of my car and the side wall of the next door house. There was loud electronic dance music playing, and he was fiddling with a stage lighting device, which was strobing and brightly shining various colors.

Even though a strip of the lights were placed on the hood in front of me, and facing me, something managed to block it from shining straight in my eyes.

There was a 24-pack of beer on the floor in front of the passenger seat, more than half of which had been emptied out/consumed. I reached and grabbed another, mentioning to Ray (who was standing outside the driver side window) that we had to finish all the beer before we could go driving anywhere. (Ray seemed skeptical.)

Later, after having spent some time inside the house, I came back out, and found (as I had already heard from others) that my car had been badly trashed (vandalized perhaps, or abused by partygoers). I looked at the rear bumper, seeing that it had been replaced by a really cheap looking, mint-green bumper that was all the wrong dimensions, and wasn't well attached, either.

I walked around the port side of the house and into the back yard, which had a tall (10+ feet) wooden fence along the back, with perhaps a small street behind it. It was mid- to late afternoon now.

As I walked into the back yard, out of nowhere a young woman comes flying over the fence and lands upright, just in front of me. She's wearing a white, decorated t-shirt or the like, and has reddish, dirty blond, somewhat poofy long hair.

Despite her grand entrance (which might have really been intended to have gone unnoticed), we don't really say much to each other, but I think she looks familiar and ask if we met once before, a while back, around this same place.

She says it's unlikely we've met before, because she lives "at Milwaukee, WI near Largo" (or something weird like that, maybe referring to a street or a metro stop in the DC area).

Finding a film location at the wild west hotel

Ray and I were at some hotel with a vaguely wild-west theme to it. Ray's erstwhile girlfriend Britt was there for a little while too, with us at the hotel's swimming pool, but headed out after a bit.

A woman working for some movie production company was with us then, and we were apparently at the hotel to help with preparation for filming. She had been asked to find three adjacent unoccupied rooms and break the side walls between them to make it easier to film there. Ray and I went searching through every room at the hotel (there were about three floors with maybe eight rooms per floor). While we did find empty rooms here and there, we also ended up barging into many occupied rooms. One room I recall opening the door and seeing someone asleep in bed and closed the door before they woke up.

In any case, there was nowhere in the hotel that had three adjacent unoccupied rooms. The woman from the film company decided to settle on reserving three separate rooms.

Ray and I went back down to the bottom level and out to some small tables by the street. As it turned out, Ray had two girlfriends at this time, Britt (seen previously), and a girl who showed up now to sit with us. She was a petite, thin redhead named Katey. She mentioned to me casually, but quite earnestly, that nothing could ever happen to make her dislike Ray.

Two (or three) towers

I had lost track of a girl I was with earlier (with medium length dyed redhead hair). I was walking through a sparsely wooded park (reminiscent of Rock Creek Park in DC) in autumn, along with some friend of mine. Off to the side, in the distance, but not too far off, I spotted two massive light gray towers, sort of castle style with battlements, but maybe the size of the steam stacks at a nuclear power plant. These two towers belonged to a complex, and a third tower, a little bit separated from the other two, was also present. I decided to take a picture, but even at this distance, I could only fit the two towers closer together into the picture.

I believe I later went over to that complex, and possibly found the girl from earlier in the lobby there. But I can't quite remember.

Meghan's change of face

Chanced upon Meghan M in the common area behind the houses on the south side of Cromwell Ct in Lake Ridge at the top of a small ridge behind Bob’s house and near the entrance to the woods. Was kind of disappointed when it turned out that her face was completely someone else’s, sort of a rounder, smaller, continental European young girl’s face. With sandy blond hair, of all things.

Boston Word Menu Listening Center

In a restaurant, near the restroom, I run into a young-looking woman, though she must be at least 35... not too long red hair... she turns out to recognize me because when I was much younger — 3.5-4 years old or so — she was my tutor/mentor/instructor or something at the Boston Word Menu Listening Center (?) to aid me in coping with poor ability to focus my hearing/attention... she seems pretty excited to have found me, and I get her to sit with us at our table... she across from me, mom & dad on either side... however, she seems somewhat shy or alienated around them...