Dreamtime-

February 7, 2010- A Day in the Park

Mom, Aunt Ann and I were in a very nice park on a beautiful day. This was a pretty big one that had lots of fun things to do in it. They had a petting zoo with mostly farm animals that we went to. I loved the adorable sheep and the donkey. We were thinking about going to a lecture about local wildlife and flowers in a small building nearby this but decided not to.

  We went to a farm stand that sold a lot of locally grown fruit and vegetables. Mom got her Jersey tomatoes for sandwiches. I bought some strawberries to mix with vanilla Greek yogurt. A good sized greenhouse was next to that.  It had many pretty flowers. My aunt bought a few plants there.

   We walked towards a lake. I saw that you could rent canoes to go out on it. I was thinking about my 4^th grade camping trip and how our class went canoeing. I think that my parents were there for this too.

   Not far from the lake was a minor league baseball stadium. I saw a billboard type sign advertising a concert that was going to be there that night- Rob Thomas. I was thinking that I really would love to be at that and also wondering if he would be performing a few Matchbox Twenty songs.

   Maybe my alien friend put a ticket to this event in my purse as part of the holodeck storyline. I checked but there wasn’t one in it. Perhaps he would add this detail a little later on. I would be so happy if he did, but if not I would be glad that had such a great day with my family here.

   Mom and Aunt Ann were sitting on a bench. I told them that I was going to take a short walk into the woods. I went towards the stream in there; I saw a raccoon near it. I used to collect raccoon stuff when I was a kid.

   I noticed a rope and plank bridge going across the stream but I was too afraid to go on it. I had to get back to my family then. We planned on going to a quaint log cabin restaurant that was also in the park for dinner.

   During the walk to this cabin, I saw a basketball court. 4 cute guys were playing on it.  There was a hill not far from that. A young couple was walking up it. Their gorgeous Golden Retriever was in front of them. I wanted to go over and pet it but didn’t.

    Dinner was delicious. Mom and Aunt Ann both had the chicken parmesan, which is what they often get when we go out to eat. I had the turkey burger and a salad. We were talking about mystery novels during the meal. Just as we were about to order dessert, I was no longer in the restaurant.

    I had been returned to my bedroom on Earth. I could hear my brother complaining to Mom downstairs. I wished that I was still in the park and maybe even soon to be at the concert. It was so peaceful and pleasant there, so unlike my home environment.

Rob Thomas

 

Note- the last photo is from the internet

August 24, 2015

I watched Rob Thomas on the “Today Show” this morning. I was wishing that I had gone to the Plaza to see him. I doubt that I would have won the fan pass for this. I just remembered that I had tried to do so for Luke Bryan 2 years ago but wasn’t lucky then.

   I could have seen Wrangler too; they had him outside. I am pretty sure that Rob and his wife are into helping abused and neglected animals. And pet adoptions organizations also. I am doubting my memory again.

   I shouldn’t have gotten excited about seeing Rob because my brother started telling me to calm down and did some other teasing about him too. I had watched part of the show upstairs and the 9:00 hour downstairs.

   I am glad that I went to that Matchbox Twenty concert a couple of years ago. I would love to see just Rob in concert too but that just isn’t in my budget. I was a bad girl and dipped into my auto repair fund for that DD private concert. I will have to do this for the MSG one also.

   Sharon said that I wasn’t crazy for wanting to skip a day at the Open if I have to for the ordering of a good ticket to that concert. I sure hope that I won’t have to though. She told me that I could always tell Mike that I have woman’s problems. I was thinking of that too.

   I should have written about my dream first thing this morning. It was entirely gone by 8:30 a.m. I just have the memory that it was a good one. Some people might say that it is weird that I even want to write about my dreams. What is so wrong about enjoying doing so; it is like a form of entertainment to me.

   I saved the pictures of the DD show that Jenny posted on Facebook. She is in one of them near the advertisement for this event. I had thought about taking a picture of that but didn’t.

    It was a blue and white Planet Earth shirt that Jenny was wearing, not a gold and black one. The girl at the August 1^st show had that color combo in a different style. I think that she said that this was part of her fan club membership, so she obviously is in the gold level.

   I looked up the membership info; you are able to get VIP tickets in the regular level. I wasn’t too sure about that. Should I even try doing so for the MSG show? How does that even work? At the 2011 MSG show, I think that the members were in a standing section near the stage, or were there folding chairs there?

   I am so embarrassed to admit that I would want to be on a certain side of the stage again, or even center would be good if I had to be. I should not be thinking so much about this. It wasn’t as much on my mind earlier in the day but now it is. Maybe that is because I listened to a John Taylor interview on the fan site.

   I did cringe a bit when he mentioned the 2 upcoming Port Chester shows. This was from the middle of July. I was trying to tell myself that cute guy and even some others- but probably not many- also are sharing in my disappointment about the missed encore. That does help a bit.

   I saw on either Facebook or Tumblr that John is on the cover of Bass Player magazine; is that an October issue? I was a little ashamed that I was thinking that he has such a nice smile in that photo. Someone else made such a comment and I was laughing a little on the inside.

    I hate that a part of me wants to buy this. I didn’t get it the last time that he was cover boy (or was this the British version of it?)  I did the time before that though.  It is kind of twisted that I was willing to get over my driving anxiety to look for this at B&N but didn’t do so for Billboard mag when DD was on the cover recently.

   I just saved some more photos of DD two days ago. You would think that I’d be sick of seeing them by now but part of me isn’t. I feel ashamed to admit that looking at and saving photos of them makes me happy. Even after being a bit mad at them for that encore incident.

   Maybe they were having technical problems that night and this is why they didn’t come back onto the stage until much later. I really need to stop thinking about this. I have analyzed it to death. I do feel really embarrassed that I got so emotional about it.

  I mentioned the shame topic in regards to DD a lot in this entry. I guess that I am not entirely over that issue. I am much better than I used to be though.

   As I was watching “American Pickers” yesterday, I was thinking that although it is nice that Mike and Frank have such an enthusiasm for what they are doing, I couldn’t help feeling jealous of them. I don’t seem to have such a passion for anything anymore. I’m wondering if I ever really did anyhow- it seems as if that love of reading was that of another girl and not me.

    I also had the thought that those 2 guys really know their stuff- bicycles, motorcycles, signs and more- which makes me feel like such an idiot. I don’t even have much or any knowledge about my interests because my brain isn’t capable of retaining it.  I know a little about things like dog breeds but not enough to talk even semi-expertly about them.

   I should really try focusing on the Mets game now. deGrom is pitching. I was watching the tennis a lot last week so I didn’t really get to see them much then. I am already thinking about what outfits that I want to wear at the Open next week; I always pre-plan this. I might even wear my Planet Earth one. Mike will probably get annoyed that I have 3 DD shirts but I don’t care.

Matchbox Twenty

Jacob deGrom

 

Note-both photos are from the internet