Dreams and annoyances

Re: dreams. What do you think it means when I have a protracted dream (long and extremely detailed) with an intricate plotline but has just a touch of "what the . . . " at the end to make you go -- well -- what the . . . ? The only details I remember were that I was working with the military in the underground concourse of a public airport (yeah, I know, makes no sense for an airport to be underground) siphoning off gas from a recently discovered under-underground pocket so the airport doesn't go KA-BOOM! There was a main tunnel utilized by the public to get from one terminal to another, then there was a used-only-by-the-military tunnel connecting the same terminals, only more directly, thus we moved from A to B more quickly than John Q. The head military goon was Richard Chaves. He may have appeared because I saw a "MacGyver" clip the other night with him in it.

Aside: I don't know if the photo is from "Predator" or from "War of the Worlds." Not that you probably care, but I had the hugest crush on him in WotW (the late-80s TV series, not that horrid Tom Cruise movie). I doubt the pic is from WotW because he was a lieutenant colonel in the series, and the insignia in the pic is for a major. End geek demonstration.

OK, so now for the weird part of the dream. No, smart alecs, up to now has been not weird. At the end of the dream, Chewbacca was being followed by someone he knew wanted to kill him, so he deliberately burned the palm of one hand on the hot bricks of a building (building not burning, bricks just hot from Sun exposure) so he could flag down a fire engine for help. Two green and white fire engines nearly wrecked into each other stopping to help him. The firemen couldn't understand poor Chewy, but one of them recognized the insignia on Chewy's uniform as matching that of the military guys working at the airport. Richard Chaves showed up at the scene just as the pounding of levee repairs woke me up.

Re: annoyances. Lots of things annoyed me yesterday, not the least of which was having to put off preserving study fish until next week because my advisor had a colloborator in and CLEARLY listening to her talk about her research was more important than me working on mine. Not like he didn't know since Monday I was doing it, not like she dropped in at the last minute unannounced, WAS A LOT LIKE getting an email four hours before I was to meet with my UMEB (undergraduate mentoring in environmental biology) student to preserve fish saying we were listening to colloborator AT THE TIME I WAS SUPPOSED TO PRESERVE FISH. Then after attending a molecular bio job candidate seminar given by a molecular biologist who REEKS of self-importance, I was informed by my apartment complex manager the regional director told him that if they can't find anyone who will agree to live with my service dog when my new lease begins in August that I have to rent the entire two-bedroom BY MYSELF.

I'm looking up independent living resource centers in the area to ask them for names and numbers of ADA lawyers.

I need more rum balls.