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My Venture to Loras
04-18-08

I was at home watching the Atlanta Braves baseball game. John Smoltz was on the mound and he had a beard, an enormous beard. It strongly resembled the beard Peter Griffin had when a bird lived in it.

I'm not sure how this ties in with the rest of the dream.

I got bored watching the game and decided to go to visit my friend Aaron up at Loras College in Dubuque, Iowa. Upon arrival at Loras I discovered that my friend Eric and I were teaching a class up at Loras. We went and taught class for the day and then went to class on our own. Seeing how I wasn't enrolled, I'm not certain why I went to class as well. I got to class and three of my students from the class I taught were there. I was pissed because I couldn't act like the class clown.

The next day I went to a rugby game with Aaron and his buddies. We were cheering for Loras. Rugby wasn't played the way it normally is, basically people threw the rugby ball into the air and turned both of their arms into a bat. The would then kick the ball into the air and swing at it with their arms, hitting it through the field goal posts for points. There was a basketball hoop attached on the field goal posts; if they wanted to get more points, the players would shoot the rugby ball like a basketball through the hoop. The crowd went nuts whenever we scored. We were sitting in the same row as the band. Our row in the bleachers was full, but people kept coming in from the right side and our whole row would shift down, pushing one of the band members off the end. Soon, all the band members were off the bleachers. We were now behind the cheerleaders. One of Aaron's friends arrives and says, "You have angel eyes." I look at her and go, "Nuggggggghhhhh, good one." Not sure why. I then notice the cheerleaders whispering to one-another, "Did you hear that stupid girl trying to hit on some guy by calling him angel eyes." I leaned in and said, "Hey, don't go knocking me for this, I thought it sounded dumb too." One of the cheerleaders immediately climbs up to my row and looks at me and says, "Wow, your eyelashes are really long, you do have angel eyes." I tell her she sounds equally stupid. She asks if I want to go out that night, I tell her we're partying in Aaron's room so she can stop by if she wants.

Now we're at Mardi Gras, but still on the Loras campus. I am wondering if I should get a beer, but then I think, "No, if I get caught with a beer they'll ban me from teaching here any more, I'll get fired!" Just then, I see Eric, who has never had a drink in his life, get arrested on campus for drinking beer! He is cuffed and being escorted away from the crowd. He has a docile look on his face. Behind him are two of the students we teach together. I'm thinking he got arrested for buying them beer.

I realize it is time to teach again, so I start walking to class. This girl rolls by me on old-school 4-wheel (non-inline) roller skates. She is wearing very short lime green shorts, a white t-shirt, lime green sunglasses, and a yellow hat. She rolls around me in a circle and says, "Hi!". She rolls on. I get to my building and I see her, I look at her and smile. She rolls over to a bench to tighten the laces on her skates. I turn around and say, "I like your old-school skates." She invites me to sit down. She says she works at the roller rink and I should stop by sometime. I ask her what her name is, she replies with, "Chyne" (pronounced Shine, but I specifically remember my dream having it start with a CH"). I ask her how long she's worked at the roller rink, she says, "We can discuss that over drinks tonight at 3:00. I'll pick you up, will you have your skates ready?" I just look at her, I don't answer. She is waiting for my answer. I am thinking, "I want to see this girl, but I have to leave at noon to go back to Iowa State, I can't." I'm thinking trying to find a way to meet her before I give her an answer. She finally gets up and storms away. I say, "No! Wait!". She looks back at me and says, "I've waited long enough." I just shrugged it off.

I go back to Aaron's dorm room. Everyone is sleeping. Aaron is on the couch. Some girl is on the floor. She wakes up and looks like a walk-of-shame. Still in her night-from-before clothes, makeup all over the place, strung-out hair. But you could tell she was hot. I say, "Are you the cheerleader from last night?" She says, "No, I'm Aaron's friend, the one who called you Angel Eyes." I again reply with, "Nugggggghhhh, yeah, good one."

Aaron wakes up and suggest we bulldoze the dorm building. I remember that I have a meeting with the dean as to if I'm getting fired or not at noon. Apparently since Eric and I were co-teachers, we're both in trouble since he drank at Mardi Gras. I agree with Aaron that we should bulldoze the building. Suddenly our ride gets there to take us to the bulldozers. "Everyone grab one thing to keep and let's go!" I look at my luggage. I am supposed to choose one item from my bag that I can keep, I will lose everything else. I think at first I should keep my toothbrush. Then I think I want my Rice University hat. Maybe I can sneak out a few things. Aaron yells at me, "Hurry up! The car is leaving!" A bulldozer plows through the wall. I must pick my one item quickly and get out of there before the entire building collapses. I quickly think, "Why do I need any of this? I don't need material things at all." I grab by white Switzerland zip-up hooded sweatshirt as my one item, put it on, and run out of the building.