Dream in the San Francisco Hills, remote account by Nat
Starts with myself, and Fur and Erik and Vivek and someone else
driving up into the hollywood hills except transfered to san
francisco and made much more strangely rural. Actually it looked a
lot like pismo. We drive around and eventualy end up parking near a
steep grassy hill next to stores that looks sort of Japanese (the
whole place, streetsigns etc). And we start to walk up a steep steep
path and into a super green lush japanese forest where the path winds
around and small structures hide in the shadows.
At one point we have to jump 2 feet over a stream from one old
building/dock to the next and I notice that the whole house is filled
with something strange and it scares me so I trip and land on my
chest and slide a bit backwards towards the water but get up and am
fine.
At one point three black cranes pas us going the other way in a
single file line and we move to let them past.
Minutes later three tall men in black overcoats pass us going in the
direction we are and we move over for them too.
And somehow I think they are the same three creatures.
We finally get to the tiny Japanese restraunt in the woods we’ve been
heading towards and they’re upset we’re missing two members of our
reservation and instead of paying a big fee for each missing person
we’ve taken three random people who wanted to eat but didn’t have
reservations and they sit with us.
The dinner is very involved but it has faded from my memory. One
woman with us drank tons of sake and when I looked over at the bar
she was almost naked but looked like a fat wrinkled old man with a
loin cloth on. I ate these little crunchy fatty things that later
when I looked at them looked like giant bugs, but then like candy.
The guy serving us was moving to Chicago to teach inner city kids how
to work with Tax Software, and Business Software and he was going to
be in Pilsen but he said there were “windmills nearby” and he would
be at 19th street and Bourbonais but he thought 19200 was 19th, when
actually its 192nd. And that puts him deep in the industrial area.
So we looked at Fur’s iphone and the sattelite photo showed it was a
weird harbor/residential/industrial area with some oil wells and
maybe windmills on a spit of land that was only a few blocks wide and
looked like someplace in Jersey.
Then I woke up.