Slightly worrying dream

I dreamed that my mom posed naked with Barack Obama, and it was on the front page of all of the papers.

My dad was upset about it, not because she chose to appear nude, but because she had been dieting too much in preparation for the picture and looked emaciated.

That's my dad all right!

Strange dreams I've had since beginning this blog

Dream 1: I am back in Palma de Mallorca and there is some kind of festival going on which leaves the city center very crowded, and I don't like that, so I walk on the outskirts where it's more deserted. Two policemen stop me and ask for my ID, so I give them my passport. They're just about to OK me when one says "Wait, we should search her backpack just to be safe." They find a lot of books in there, including one by a Basque author, and they question me about it. Suddenly, the city center goes dead still. The policemen say, "Oh no!" and run off. I get scared and hide. Then a scared-looking Spanish woman walks past and whispers "It's him!" to me. A big, tall, scraggly, silent man (whom I've seen handing out religious materials on Clinton Street in real life) comes and places a package near me and runs off. I'm just trying to decide what to do when I wake up.

Dream 2: Both my parents die. This dream SUCKED.

Dream 3: I have a rotten tooth that I keep pulling out over and over and over again. Every time I pull it out, there's a strand of gross, bloody flesh that I also have to pull out of the tooth-hole. And then I get it done and I'm relieved, only to find the damn tooth is right back where I left it. Gross!

Dream 4: I am flying kites with President Obama! He is a pretty good kite flyer.

Dream 5: I'm looking on Craigslist for a shack in the desert that I can rent over summer with Brian.

My head is a weird place to live!