Strange Dreams

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Thursday morning I dreamed I was driving to a Renaissance Faire with Arnold Schwarzenegger. We were in one of his Hummers and he had me drive so he could play with the navigation app on his new phone.
I think we were going to the big Faire held south of Boston every fall, but the navigation app kept trying to get us to go north.
I didn’t like driving the Hummer as it was huge, slow and ungainly and told him we needed to swap so I could make sure he had the right address for the event.
Once I was in the passenger seat and playing with the phone, I was just as frustrated.
The phone had some sort of track ball interface where you had to spin things to select them, and it was difficult to use.
“Get off on this exit and turn around,” I told him. “I know it is south of here, and we’re going north.”
“No,” he replied. “We do what my phone says. It says this way.”
As we passed the exit, the phone said “take this exit and head south”.
“See, it wants us to go south, it’s just very slow.”
“No. It’s great!”
“Take the next exit and turn around.”
“Not until the phone tells me to!”
“It won’t until we’re past the exit and it will be too late.”
I tried to make the phone give priority to the directions to make it quicker.
Dream ends

Friday morning I dreamed we were in Australia visiting a friend. He was sharing his house with his brother and there was a big wall between the two halves. The only door between them was closed.
The brother would shout things through the door to be part of the conversation we were having, but didn’t open the door because he was worried his dog would get out.
After a while we decided to go into town. The brother told us to take their car, so we did.
The road into town had a slight down hill slope, but not much.
When we came to an intersection the light was red and there was a Jeep waiting at the light.
I used the brakes to stop, but they didn’t work well and we kept sliding forward. I pushed them all the way in, but we still rolled forward very slowly.
The Jeep in front of us had a spare tired in a plastic shell mounted ton their back door.
We slowly rolled up to that and our car tapped against it very lightly.
The cover cracked open and the Jeep shot into the intersection. The front wheels left the ground and it tipped straight up so it was sliding around on the back spare tire.
It zig zagged through the empty intersection before coming to a stop in the far corner, still pointing straight up on its back.
The driver of the other car climbed out and ran over to me.
“What are you playing at?!?” He shouted.
“No idea, mate, I’ve never seen anything like that,” I replied.
As it was my friend’s brother’s car, we decided to go back to their house to get all the paperwork sorted out.
When we went into the brother’s side of the house, it was empty. No brother, no dog, no furniture, just an empty room.
There was a speaker sitting on the floor near the door into the other half.
“I can explain!” The brother’s voice came out of the speaker. “This isn’t what it looks like!”
I picked up the speaker, and it kept talking. It didn’t seem to be connected to anything.
Dream ends