Skyespace

Dream Diary - Entry #1


It started out in the high school cafeteria. There was an enormous line to get breadsticks and to use the ATM (NOTE: we did not have an ATM in our high school when I attended but I would not be surprised in the least if one exists in the new school bookstore).

As I stood there, I slowly started recognizing a lot of the other people in line from my days at Camelot. I first bumped in to Samona and then we saw Melissa and started talking to her. As we chatted, I realized that the line was no longer in the cafeteria but in a Vegas hotel/casino lobby. I was having a good time catching up with the gang and said, “now if only Baker were here…” as soon as I finished the sentence, Andrew Baker appeared at the other end of the lobby, near the Coke machine. He ambled his way towards me through the smoke.

“Come up to my room,” he said and April (who was now standing beside me) and I pushed our way past a group of sixteen year old girls doing the Electric Slide to the staircase beyond. I became suddenly aware that these were very familiar steps. They seemed to resemble the spiral staircase at the Schnitz. “Is this an Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall-themed casino?” I felt a brief tinge of excitement at the possibility of other Portland landmarks becoming hot-spots on the Vegas strip.

When we reached the second floor, we stood outside his room and he introduced his new girlfriend, an older Hispanic woman with long, black hair and a prosthetic leg. He didn’t really introduce us though, he only said, “this is my new girlfriend” rather than give us her name or her ours. But no matter because she quickly removed her fake limb and pulled several baggies of varying drugs from it.

First there were pills which looked suspiciously like Sudafed non-drowsy nasal decongestant. Then she produced a little bottle of liquid that I recognized as LSD. I removed the dropper and squeezed a tiny drop on to my tongue, licking the air in a lizard-like fashion. I offered it over to April then, saying, “Come on, let’s take this and go check in to our rooms before we have to deal with Lisa Porter.” A look of shock and horror streaked across her face. “Your mom is here?....And you’re HIGH on ACID?” Oops. I didn’t think that one through….

….and then I woke up.