The jogger

J and I are driving down the rainy road, when a huge branch of a tree appears in the middle of the street. I point it out and then notice a woman in a pink top is jogging right next to it, seemingly pulling it along with her. Then she falls, hard. We swerve around the branch, coming to a stop in front of her and I quickly get out of the car to make sure she's okay and to see if she needs help. A bright white light appears on the other side of the branch, and then she screams at me to get lost; she doesn't need my help.

I turned around and got back into the truck, thinking, You're welcome.

What did you say?

I'm at work, but it's the end of the day and I've just changed into a long, beautiful party dress for some special occasion. As I'm about to walk out, my boss calls me in to her office and is talking to me about something very important. Meanwhile, I'm twirling and admiring the dress, and then suddenly realize it has pockets!

My boss finishes speaking and I look up at her with a huge grin and say, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear a word you said. My dress has pockets!"

Cats

I'm eating lunch out in an open courtyard with some family members and friends. Out of the corner of my eye I see a man riding a bicycle pulling an ornate train box-car type of cat house -- with the sides all fitted with glass so you can see the cats frolicking within. There were 11 of them. The bicyclist stopped at our table and just stared at me.

The bug and the squirrel

There is a bug in my ear -- I don't know what kind, and I'm not sure I want to know -- and I'm begging my father to get the tweezers and take it out but he is busy and I can't find the tweezers.

And we have a pet squirrel who is running around getting in the way of trying to find them.

Left out

I was given a prominent role in a relative's wedding. Just before the ceremony, I was told to go look for the bride's parents, who hadn't arrived yet. I went out to look and didn't see them, and by the time I came back the ceremony was almost over and I didn't get to participate. And the bride's parents were there already.

Tom

I won a contest with the prizes being millions and millions of dollars, and Tom Hanks being your butler for one day.

He helped me fold my laundry.

The address book

I had a tan tri-fold leather address book, but when I picked it up and opened it I saw the inscription in capital letters, "IAN MCKELLEN". Somehow our address books had gotten mixed up and I had his and he had mine.

Space shuttle safety

I can see the space shuttle outside my window. It's not being used; it's just sitting there basically in storage. There's a storm, though, and it is getting worse and worse, and it looks like people are starting to get worried that the shuttle will get damaged. So they strap it to a plane, the plane takes off, and the shuttle disconnects and goes into space. All to keep it safe while the storm surges below.

John Deere

My husband and I are walking around a strange city, when we come across the entrance to John Deere's headquarters. We walk inside and notice immediately that in addition to it being a place of business, it's also a huge hotel. Evidently this allows the business people who come to John Deere for meetings to have a place to stay that is the most convenient possible. We take a seat in the circular lobby and start people watching. A business woman dressed in white is saying goodbye to a young, blind man who obviously was there for a job interview. She smiles and shakes his hand, and turns around and walks away. The young man goes to the sofa just across from us and, after sitting there for a few moments, looks over at us and starts a conversation. So I think to myself, "He fooled the woman who interviewed him! He's not blind!"

Then we walk back outside into a run-down, empty carnival-type place. Imagine Disney mixed with a state fair and a circus, but abandoned. It was super-creepy seeing clowns with their heads dangling, dark buildings, and dust over everything.

Don't just stand there

I'm standing on the curb with a group of people. We all need to get somewhere, but we're not sure how to get there. I stepped off the curb and started walking, and everyone followed me. After we had been walking for a while, people started complaining about why we were walking this way instead of that way, and why was I the leader, and did I even know where I was going. I informed them that I merely stepped off the curb and they began following -- I did not invite them to follow me. I also informed them that I may not know where I am going, but at least I was willing to step off the damn curb and attempt to make it to my destination, which is more than I could say about the rest of them.

Creativity Schmeativity

I'm very angry at society for the high value placed on creativity. Creativity is a wonderful thing, don't get me wrong, but it does not need to permeate the normal workplace environment -- at least not to the point of it being valued and prized above all else.

If  you have a company full of creative people, nothing will actually get accomplished. People will sit around all day and think up wild (impractical) things, which is all well and good, but in the meantime nothing is getting done.

I'm the one who knows how to balance a checkbook, how to use directions to find my way around, and remembers to take out the trash -- no one can tell me I shouldn't also serve a valuable resource in this creative-focused society.

Wrong size shoe

There's this white sandal, and I'm trying to force it onto my foot. I'm really confused as to why it's not fitting. Every time I squeeze my foot into it, my big toe starts to curl and it's ripping the shoe. I look at the size and it says "9," or is that a "6"? Either way, it's not my size. It's time to stop trying to force it to fit.

Prize money

There's a small island off the coast of Bermuda, and if you can survive living on it by yourself for a month, you win $75,000.

I'm gonna do it.

Don't eat the owls

There is a group of owls eating the apples on our apple tree in the back yard. Every once in a while some strange, huge monster of a bird comes to attack the owls and I have to bang really hard on the glass window in the back door to frighten the monster bird away so the owls can be left in peace to feast on the apples.

The roach

I notice there are some yellowish stains on my cream-colored sweater. I put it in the washing machine and give it a good wash but the stains are still there. So I take out a rag and get it hot and soapy and scrub each of the tiny stains, but they are still there. Then I look closer and see what looks like a grain of rice. I get a pair of tweezers and get it out of the sweater and onto a table and see that it's an insect egg of some sort. I look around for something to throw it away in/with and by the time I look back it's grown into a larger cocoon, and the bug is definitely a roach with wings -- about to make its escape.

The grain of rice is now a gel capsule-sized cocoon. I knock the table as I'm scrambling and the roach has now fallen into something like a shopping cart, with odd-sized boxes and containers hiding it from view and making it impossible to get a clear angle to smash. I start throwing some of the boxes at it but the cocoon has rolled into an open space beneath random other things in the cart and is completely safe.

Then it comes out of its cocoon and flies up out of view, and then I feel it on my back. I shake the back of my shirt as best I can to get the nasty thing off me and finally I see it fly away.

At that point I realize it will make babies, and they will make more babies, and now I've got an infestation on my hands.