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There was a fair going on in Brown County, around where the High School was. I was over by
McDonald's with a few people, and we decided to head over to the fair. I noticed on my cell phone
that I had missed a call from Jo. For some reason, we were driving a green VW bug. The turning
radius on this car was horrible. When we were leaving McDonald's, Jennie R. turned in driving her
green VW bug and nearly hit us due to her poor turning radius. We parked where the Speedway gas
station is and there were a bunch of open canopy tents set up. I saw an old man reaching up and
trying to get his food from the supports of a tent. There was one tent where they were roasting baby
alligators on kabobs. They skewered several little alligators on a stick and roasted them over a
fire like marshmallows. After walking a bit, we came upon another vendor who was selling whole
alligators. These alligators were twelve feet long, gutted, and stuffed with some sort of cheese.
They were also coated on the outside with a layer of cheese. A rope was tied around the alligator,
enabling them to roast the gator by dangling it over a fire. A number of alligators were prepared
with cheese and ready to be roasted, and were lying in the grass next to the fire. The vendor said
that if we didn't want one from the grass that we could work something out with the metal railing
nearby. There was a rug of some sort around the cooking fire, and if anyone wanted an alligator, the
vendor would give them a spell, and the people could sit on the rug and chant while the alligator
This dream was recorded at 11:26 am. Moments after I recorded this dream, Laurette also recalled a
dream involving alligators.
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I was with some sort of group or class, and we got the idea to drive down a river. The river was
about five feet deep, and had several man-made waterfalls in it. We rented a bunch of cars, similar
to Nissan X-terras, and drove them into the river. The windows were open a crack, so water quickly
filled the car, but I wasn't concerned of drowning. I knew that whenever we went over one of the
waterfalls, the car would drain while in mid-air. I was more concerned about my cellphone and wallet
in my pocket getting wet. I looked for a compartment in the roof of the car to put them in, but
found nothing. Jeff O. was in the car with me, and I asked him if he had another plastic bag (I
noticed that he had a ziplock bag). His plastic bag was full, but I found one in my pocket and put
my phone in it.
At a different part of the dream I saw another group of people. Their thing or saying was "If you're
sad, just wrestle an alligator". They would run their hands along the sides of an alligator, and I
guess the rush and thrill of this made them no longer be sad. Later I was at this one building,
which reminds me of the basement addition in Evansville, and the people were trying to find an
alligator to do this to. They found one buried under a few sheets of plywood, and it was smashed and
thin. I walked past them and stumbled upon an alligator on the ground. The alligator snapped at me
and I quickly moved away from it.
After this I was in some sort of a courtroom and I was walking up in the balcony. There was a very
Republican Conservative judge talking and addressing everyone in the room. He was complaining about
how sad of a day it was whenever the Democrats took majority control of Congress, 47 to 46. He said
how unfortunate it was that they repealed all of the tax return laws then they took office. Everyone
in the room seemed to agree, but there was one Liberal Democrat that spoke out against the judge. He
was sitting up in the balcony, and he said "yeah, you're so Conservative with money that you do
horrible things to our Government".
This dream was recorded at 3:13 pm. I think the alligators likely came from the dream I had hours
before this one involving alligators.
There was also some sort of scene in the old garage in Evansville, where we had some sort of a
hangout place in the garage with a curved banked wall, but I don't remember.