(1/31/08) flying roach software; dirty dancing to the future

(Entered in paper journal at 6 AM on Q-train from Brooklyn to Manhattan.)

Dream #1

It was night. I lay in bed. I looked down at my blanket. There were two roaches climbing down around my feet. I wanted to think at first that they weren't there. I got up and smashed one of them. The other one still climbed around on my blanket. I didn't have anything to smash it with.

I found something and came back. The roach now leaped to avoid me. The roach also seemed capable of using long, sharp, curving antennae (?) to defend itself. I went after the roach again. The roached jumped onto the wall. I could hear someone telling me the flying roach had a poison in its antennae that could kill you.

I now sat in a dark restaurant with a group of people. It was like we had been talking about the flying roaches. The nighttime scenery outside was moving, as if we were on a train.

TB, one of my friends and a worker for the company that sold consumer data to my research team, sat in front of me. To her left was a kind of tomboyish woman. This woman spoke about roaches as it they were some sort of software program. She was talking about how she used the software program nowadays. She had pirated the software and was using it at work. This could get her in trouble. But she said she didn't care.

I could tell the tomboyish woman was trying to impress TB with a kind of "lawbreaker" behavior, and that she was trying to show that she'd be a better lover for TB than I would.

Dream #2

I saw a film like Back to the Future. The Michael J. Fox character was being goaded into action by the modern-day (1980s) Biff character.

I now sat in a room, watching the movie with TB. TB had been sick recently. Her stomach was still a little upset. TB wore red pants made of a fabric like corduroy. I began rubbing TB's legs. We stood up and started dancing erotically together.