Jeremy screws with my laptop

Jeremy C and I were sitting around in something resembling the parlor of my aunt Mildred's house. I had left my laptop unattended there, and I hadn't set a password lock on it. Jeremy decided (out loud) that he was going to be sneaky and create a password for it.

He started messing around with it, and shortly I grabbed it back from him. Even though he only had it for a few seconds, it looked like he had done something to the OS. When I looked in the bottom left corner, it had a little official text logo saying "Windows 2.3" (though the interface was still visually similar to Windows 95-Windows 7).

Chairman Mao, the gryphon thief

Greg and I went to rescue our gryphon from Chairman Mao's palace where it was being held. Mao had also stolen a life-size ornamental replica gryphon and we were going to try to get that back too. We managed to find our gryphon in a very large, tall, ornamented room, and set him loose, but it wasn't strong enough to fly us out. So, without that convenient escape mechanism, we decided to put off stealing back the replica gryphon (which we believed was somewhere on the top floor, while we were still at ground level now). We sent the gryphon flying back to camp, and followed after it, running. We all made it back to camp, which was across the street, without incident.

Spies need SIM cards

I was in an inner courtyard of a school/academy at dusk (drab architecture, all beige and gray and bricky, different terraced levels), spying on some guy. I was getting ready to report back to my chief when I remembered that I needed to steal a SIM card for my cell phone first. I went inside and found an open dorm room and grabbed the SIM card out of their modem.

Later, I ran into another guy I knew (probably another secret agent) and two of our friends, and we went to another dorm room so he could get a SIM card too. The dorm room's door was wide open and nobody was there, so we made ourselves at home, lounging on the bed/floor. He got his SIM card from the computer's modem, then was using the computer to print out some multi-page document. While we were doing this, the girl whose dorm room it was came in (and she had a friend or two waiting outside too). My friend explained that he really had to get this document printed, it was an emergency. She acquiesced, and we got ready to leave. We mentioned to her, on the way out, in passing, that, if, you know, there was anything wrong with her computer, like, the IT people could probably help her out. (Because we stole her SIM card. Probably wouldn't get much Internet anymore.)

Ringo's cooking show; retrieving my guns

Ringo & pregnant wife, cooking show, chopping melons which are floating on the water in a swimming pool. Scottish guy or Mr. Scott or something, talking about how he survived falling into the steep shallow river on the mountain but his two brothers had not survived (on some other occasion, I guess).

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Leaving the studio and going on a shooting/robbing spree on the back paths of wherever. Threw away guns a little off the path when I ran out of ammo. Heard people were starting to look for the guns so I snuck out into the woods and retrieved them (found some guns that weren't even mine). At some point, hiding in a boxy enclosure walled by screening with a low ceiling, near the path, may have been spotted by a passing woman. Etc.

Theme park: Wizard of Oz, sports store, glass overlook

A theme park of some kind, reminiscent of the Wizard of Oz in some places, simple terminals in others, a sports store in another, all kinds of different stuff. Greg (or his character) wants to demonstrate how easy it is to snatch cards off the guards, so he walks up, snatches one and runs off with the guard none the wiser. Unfortunately, he then pushes the card onto another guard and they start pursuit.

I make my way to the sports store section where someone was asking me about the hemp football that seemed tainted with something white. He thinks I work there and that I have any idea what he's talking about. What does it matter? Meh.

Onward to a small field where another main character, a guy with hollow (or holes for) eyes who's doing some kind of Wizard of Oz dancing for his main-character girlfriend. At some point, he opens his face and reveals two guys in his head with similar faces making committee decisions; only one of them would speak out loud for uniformity of character.

Later I pass out onto a deck with lots of glass walls looking out onto whatever (creeks, pools, aviaries? no idea) and I keep walking past people who should look really familiar but when I crane over to try and see their faces they've turned away. How irritating.