Bush 43 gives me a bag of dogs in the Zapruder film

I'd rented a house but was sleeping in a tent I'd set up in the back yard. It was morning and I was walking toward the house. The bathroom was in a garage-like structure in the back yard and when I touched the toilet it fell apart in pieces and water began flooding the room. Walking toward the house, I surveyed good plots for a garden at the same time as I stewed over the fact I didn't notice the bathroom wasn't in the house.

There was a ruckus, some sort of apparent criminal activity going on on the other side of the garage structure. I couldn't tell who the victims or perpetrators were. A man I suspected was my landlord met me, but I couldn't tell if he was a cop or criminal. He had a weapon which seemed to be a blow gun made of high-tech materials.

I was standing in a field on a mound which had a large ravine curving around it on three sides. A grotesquely large airplane flew by in the ravine around me, only partially visible through and above the trees. Suddenly, the plane was a VW bus and I was in the passenger seat. A dangerous amount of water suddenly began flowing across the windshield and into the van. A high school classmate climbed in through the sunroof and said he couldn't tell where the water was coming from.

I was traveling, or rather my body was being transported at a great speed towards a sandbar in Wilmington where I was to meet a girl I slept with a few times in the mid '90s. We were to go surf fishing. I was worried that my fresh water fishing poll wouldn't work and I remarked upon this to my friend. I then noticed and began following a squirrel in the water that had learned to rotate its feet at great speed and was hydrofoiling across the water.

I was standing in public among many strangers in an area that mimicked that shown in the Zapruder film. George W. Bush walked along the route and gave me a large cloth bag which appeared to have a few dogs in it. It was a gift. When I opened it, a dead dog's head fell out. Then came out a mean looking dog which growled at first but then licked my hand. There was another dog in the bag I could not yet see. "It's a Shar Pei!" I joked to those around me. Everybody laughed.