Someone had hooked me up with some guys she thought I would like. no They were a bunch of self mutilating freaks who performed at sideshows and music festivals. They were constantly trying to out do each other with damaging/hurting themselves. I showed their home to my friend & she was pretty freaked out.

I had acquired a new home/apartment in Central Parkway around the 14-1500 block. It was on the first floor & extended out a bit like a front porch that had been finished. There was a door on the southern part of the extrusion and the upper half of the long western front and the northern extrusion was open. That is - no glass. Fortunately, the weather was nice on the night of my dream. There were shutters along the windows with blinds that could be tilted back either in full or in half segments. That is the approx. 1" blinds were broken up into 1" wide segments along a 2' wide frame. Kept 'em pretty closed since the front was right on the sidewalk. I guess it should have been obvious the place had been a restaurant or bar but not to me. Anyway, at the doorway there was a small entranceway. You could walk in and enter my place or go upstairs via elevator or stairway to the advertising agency upstairs or other businesses or condos. This was kinda disconcerting since there was no door o my place, people just kinda passed through the end of my living space. This got kinda hectic at one point as a drunken guy came in and got into a scuffle with some folks who worked upstairs. He wanted to use the bathroom in the hallway. I freaked out that my bathroom was a public bathroom but my friends pointed out I had a private bathroom, too. My friends & I decided to go out for dinner. As we walked south we ran into Randy W who had just bought a luxury apartment in the cool old goth building a few doors down from me. He had made it rich but was, apparently divorced. We left him & hailed a horse drawn cab to take us to some dinner spot.

Was on the bus when a really really hellacious storm blew in. The sealing on the windows wasn't very good because the heavy rain was splattering through a little.

Pastor S was over at my house with a bunch of people. House had a basement with a maze of rooms. Pastor S was young, wiry, unshaven & hyper. He wanted me to go to a cornhole league baseball game with him. People warned me the games were orgies of redneckism. It sounded intriguing.