Frankazoid is meeting my parents seems like reality but also some kind of strange dimensional reality where I can see all the people/ activities on one plane, almost like we are skyping with my father....when frank as sees him he starts writing an equation backwards on his forehead and my father is reading it and not quite agreeing but there is an understanding, e=mc ? My mother and we are on the couch, in a strange but familiar high apartment (who is visiting who) she is impressed by the franks foreheads writing skills,

We are hugging or brushing each other's heads

I go to the frank as apartment which looks like Sherlock Holmes apartment or the high room in a nightmare before Christmas, with a similar palate to the previous dream room, Browns and yellows and maybe some deep reds- maybe he is lying down when I first come in, it is like the emf room but different orientation like turned to the side so one wall is all windows, there are candles and fabric and mirrors and a wood table. Karen is there in mirrors maybe but then I see she is there in the room and I'm. Not sure if this is real reality or virtual reality but it seems like she just wants to be there and observe us and the frank as says this is ok and I am ok with it in that I don't want her to hate me, but it is a different reality in the dream, 

I wake up and see the frankas is there and I have fallen asleep

Jerry Seinfeld is running some kind of political campaign which coriander is making signs for and somehow I'm on the inside track of but I don't know much about the event and I kep having to go to this tow n hall type place am preoccupie d with buying $1 bags of small packaged candy mix, think if my mom and how she'd want to know the. Scoop with jerry by a computer. There is some driving around, not sure about my involvement

Recently be fire- dreamed I found my  old pink mini iPod in a. Duffel bag

recap night of 4/18/2015

dreamed of going to do a show of white stripes covers in a small space about the size of the lilypad, jack white and meg white are there but i dont see them and they are playing my music. first i hear the dead leaves and the dirty ground cover and somehow i know all this, but its like a show im supposed to be performing at but actually they are just playing my music and then jack and meg white are really going to perform but i dont see them even though i know they are there.

i am at my parents house and go with frankazoid to his mother's house which is up on a cliff with a green lush hill plateaus where the house is and the driveway and we are sleeping i guess outside overlooking the backyard, off the cliff in the back is my parents house which we can see clearly, in the dream it is an epiphane that frankazoid's moms house is right here in view of my parents house (i wonder what the non-reality implications of this dream-reality observation are?) we are lying there (and maybe there is a clothesline out the window) and all of a sudden some kind of dugong comes to life in the water below the cliff anbd then other exotic animals loike safari jungle animals, all coming to life and we realize they are all around us, not scary at all, just suprising and wonderful

was with Kaz at a bar someplace else (southern?) if it doesnt connect to the dream before it / foreign if it does...

before it seems like we all got here on some group destination and i believe we took a boat, lindsay is there, and everyone is talking about what time the liquor store closes and i guess its early....

i am vaguely worrying about money and wondering if i still have a nip half full of whiskey in my pocket

we are at the bar and going to set up.. i guess we are coming here to play? that is when Kaz is here and it seems more southern... he takes a coca cola and whiskey from the bar and we split it...\

then everyone has to pay and there is some confusion and kaz is telling the waitress what he took from the bar like he knows the place already

other people are uptight and he tells them how we'll all pay for each other

i am glad he is there

he sees how people around me are questioning everything i do (this description may be a bit of a waking projection) and starts asking me about how im living/working with them

it seems to be about music

Kurt cobain is with his band and comes to see us where we are living in some kind of middle school and auditorium. He is coming to play. He has short very blonde hair. Alvan seems like he's there and other people from emf. 

Then I am in charleston with someone that seems like the far from normal girl. She lives in an area in the woods in something like charleston, I is like arrivals mini neighborhood kind of like Robinson carusoe and out the back of the neighborhood is the beach.

I am with Paige and there is a kitchen we are in. At my parents house my father has a bottle of red wine beside him in the yard he is out by the swing set in the grass counting seeds,

Getting ready for something like thanksgiving.    I am hugging mike the horse from hunters rook

My mom has gotten him and another horse we are going to keep in the yard, I can't wait to ride him

In the kitchen there is an animal they are cooking in a pot that looks like a cartoon platypus

dreamed i was playing my samick acoustic guitar (had it back ) maybe on stage, sounded good. right before i woke up was playing music with the frankezoid. we were both playing on one organ and the keys sounded better than ever before in a way, he was holding down a chord or something to my left and i started going between three keys descending towards him and the tones were lovely and almost jazzy sorrowful but beautiful and not blues quite. made me think whether the positioning of the keys in the dream matched up with the tones correctly and whats the difference!!

Watching moments/scenes in wills life and knowing I am not there for them; him hanging out with friends and playing guitar... At some point hulk hogan comes through a screen door or something, does a gag with will and I'm not sure if it is the real hulk hogan but it seems apparent that so ething big in the collective consciousness is going on with hulk hogan ( I see hogan and experience some kind of "aha!" Moment...is it me realizing I am dreaming? Does not seem like it