relative trifles:

In this dream I was hanging out with Jon Harris, for thos of you who don't know a friend from high school. yeayer. we were at his house, but his house in my dream is nothing like his house in real life. we got there by bike, but i don't know from where. We ate some twix ice cream bars and some tasty licorice. then i read a postcard his brother wrote. he was snowboarding in new york. then i caught up with his parents. they were telling me about this movie that they saw about the influence of pink floyd on british society and society in general. i don't think it exists but i wish i could see it, it'd be killer. as i was leaving i noticed the doorknob was a dog bone shaped brass plated one. then i asked jon if he had the golf cart still, but he didn't. after waking up my first thought was: jon never had a golf cart.
second dream
Marc Johnson pro skateboarder was crashing at my house. i asked him what he was doing all day and he made it clear that i could not hang out with him. i just wanted to skate with the guy. oh well. then i ran into some actresses on my skateboard. i think they were in some non-existent movie, but it wasn't about pink flyd. in the dream i had heard of the movie before though.