I sold my house & went on vacation. Before I left, however, I got a small apartment in a building in my old neighborhood. I knew the landlady from when I lived there before. On the trip I visited Pete. He had taken to inventing appliance/toys. He had a bright red lawnmower that ws about the size of a scrub brush. It zipped along pretty quick but it only cut about 4-5" Anyway, while visiting there I bought a Delorean. It was cool & fun til it broke & I couldn't get it fixed. I cut the vacation short & went home. Somehow I met up with Joy & we were walking through OTR to my house. She scrambled up a hillside covered with debris. Probably a demolished house. I yelled up at her that I couldn't climb the debris because I had no shoes. (why am I constantly shoeless in my dreams?) Then I remembered the place we were going to wasn't where I lived anymore. I yelled up to Joy, "HEY, I forgot where I lived. I'll just walk from here" I guess she agreed. I was really amazed at hr swiftness & gility. A regular Lara Croft. So I got to my apartment, talked to the landlady & went back to my bedroom to lie down. I noticed that a door was a little askew & when I opened it, realized it opened to the outside. But the latch was broken & now that I had opened it - I couldn't close it. I went and talked to the landlady about it & she said it was ok. I told her it was not. She said she would do something about it & I realized I needed a new apartment & wished I hadn't sold my house & squandered the money on an old sports car. BAH