* (last week sometime) i was in the oval office alone with george w bush. he was explaining his u.s. national forests policy. i was sitting/leaning on his desk and he was standing next to me. he was holding a chart and pointing to it while explaining: "if we cut down more trees now, in the long run it will help the forests..." even though it was the president, and he was amiable and persuasive, i was still not convinced. i nervously but graciously responded, "i understand what you're saying, but it just doesn't sit right with me..."
* (also last week) i had two dreams about my friend brian, who moved to california with his rock band, seeking fame and fortune. one: i was visiting brian in the apartment he lived in, presumable in california. it was a 3 story apartment building with an entrance in the back, with three flights of outdoor scaffold stairs and balconies. he brought me up and showed me around. the apartment was bare, a little cluttered. there was a box filled with copies of his band's demo album. that's all two: i was in some nondescript college town, in the off-campus apartment district. for some reason it felt like the sceene of previous dreams about college. i was walking around with an anonymous male friend, when we ran into brian. i was happy to see him, and we started walkign and talking together, the three of us. i told brian we were heading out to the bars, and he said he'd like to tag along with us, but he didn't have a lot of money. i happily and immediately told him to come along with us anyway, and that i'd buy him a couple of drinks.