Long awful dream, started out with me and I guess Mel sitting outside like 40 Colonial planning something, talking about something, and then she left. And then Sandra was there and she was distracting me talking about something, showing off all her vegetables with truly healthy peppers and stuff. Then we come back to my house. I have a lot of vegetables too but they’re either too big like French breakfast radishes that I’ve let go, or they’re rotting, or whatever.
I go inside the house and something’s wrong. I smell a hot smell. There’s a fire downstairs so I hurry to put it out. Someone else is with me and we’re trying to figure out where it’s coming from. I go downstairs and there’s some guy in the bathroom on the toilet! and he’s been trashing the place and setting fires. So I yell at him and chase him out. I call I guess the fire department and explain about him, that he looks sort of shaggy and blond like a younger Nick Nolte.
I’m looking around trying to find more fires to put out. Believe it or not the guy comes back with friends. I’m trying to keep our new door closed and locked, asking him what he wants and he says he wants his jacket and his phone. He’s cold. I don’t know what to do so I just get them for him, but he comes in and starts trashing the place more. His friends come too and they’re taking out their stuff which they left behind. There’s speaker equipment and stuff… they were really having a huge party in here.
I’m trying to call the police and finally Papa comes home. He talks to them. He’s angry but he talks to them calmly and they start to show some kind of remorse. He says what if I took your equipment, like your snow boat (which is something they’re boasting about), what if I destroyed that. I think he’s getting through to them. They’re showing some remorse.
Then they’re physically taking over the house outside. There’s beer and grilling going on and Conrad comes home cuz I guess he’s my roommate or something. He gives me a look like what’s going on? and I kind of say, don’t even ask, but then in a minute he gets it. There’s all these people there and I can’t seem to stop what’s happening. I’m putting out fires everywhere with snow and stuff and when they leave the police haven’t come.
Papa went somewhere, I don’t know why. And Noah is there, but not helping. So I get Noah to help, but he does so really slowly, and I’m not sure we can save things.