I'm on vacation in Wilmington. I'm staying with a friend who lives in a large, old house with mant housemates. I've brought some of my frogs with me. I'm alone while everybody is at work. I sleep in and am woken by people who say they're friends of someone who lives in the house - they need to come in to get something out of their friends room. I'm unsure if I should let them, but as the door was open, I figure they would have come in even if I wasn't there.
I go to a sort of street fair with bands playing. The main events are across a moat - one has to take an underwater bus to make it the short distance across. I lounge, mull around and nap across the moat from the bands. There are some interesting local frogs I'd like to take back with me. I walk back to the house as people start arriving home from work.
I ask people if they have a container suitable to keep frogs in. Eventually I find a 5 gallon restaurant bucket. My girlfriend and I go to the water to catch some frogs. When I open the container, some of the frogs I've brought with me are already in it - the bucket is almost full of sand leaving little room for the frogs. I tell my girlfriend I have to return to the place I'm staying to get some more containers for frogs. On the way back, I see many of my frogs, some of which seem to have dried up and splintered into many tiny frogs. I grab as many as I can carry in my hands.
As I arrive back at the house, I notice a woman is in my car - she is looking at a tall stack of CDs which aren't mine. As I open the door to confront her, I notice there are many people around my car and a large man is working on the engine. I approach the man and see my engine is gone. As I'm speaking to the people around the car, I realize the man has been disassembling and stealing my car part by part. Pretending not to realize this I surreptitiously dial 9-1-1 and say things to make the dispatcher realize my car has been stolen.
A police car soon approaches and the man tries to run - I grab him in a bear hug and subdue him easily although he is quite a bit larger than I am. The police are familiar with him as he has stolen cars before. They haul him off and tell me to come in and file a report tomorrow as they're getting off work soon. After they leave, I realize four teenagers were carrying off the car parts for the man. I grab two in a bear hug and call to the police, but the police ignore me. I let the kids go.
I realize I've left my girlfriend by the water - the ordeal was over an hour long - and I rush back to apologize for leaving her there and to explain what happened. When we get back to the car, even more of it is gone - all that's left is the chasis and wheels and ignition. We get in the car which surprisingly still works. As I begin to drive it out of the parking lot, I realize it's clamped to the side of a tow truck and this is why it seems to still, work. The tow truck driver explains that the car is actually not drivable. I realize I'll, have to fly back.
There is an in-flight movie about World War II. I am blown away by footage of a large formation of US bombers dropping bombs on a massive formation of Japanese bombers below. As the bombs hit the place below, the formation falls apart like a huge thin wafer flaking apart in the sky.
I'm back home and have driven to the police station that has arrested the man who stole my car. There are no police officers or clerks around, only other people waiting. My mom is there too. I'm wondering if I'll have to still pay for an expensive part a repair shop had ordered for my car. I leave my mom at a set of doors and go to a room where a friend lives. She's sitting in a chair naked and I lay on a could on the other side of the room, also naked. The friend tells me there were many times she would have liked to have sex with me. I remind her we did have sex, and she explains that she means having unprotected sex and getting pregnant. She says she would now, but she's having her period so couldn't get pregnant. Her roommate walks in and says she'd like to have sex with me too and is also having her period, but doesn't mind having sex on her period. I motion that she can come sit on the couch with me, which she does. I realize I recognize her from somewhere from the tattoos on the front of her thighs. She has a deformed, impish face but I find her oddly attractive. I explain that I'd like to have sex with her but have a girlfriend and the girlfriend is actually in the building. We lay together and nap.
My mom walks in the door and I remember I'm there with my mom, not my girlfriend. We return to the police station. There are many seniors sitting in school desks and still no police officers. I yell, "Where the fuck are the cops?" A voice comes over a public address system that I am considered hostile and that everyone must lay on the ground. Everybody does and on the way down gestures at me with their hands in the same way and makes their eyes large and round. After a few minutes, I point out that I was right: there are no cops around to even arrest me. I basketball bounces out through a door and a young player walks by me to retrieve it. I sarcastically remind the kid I'm hostile - he shrugs it off, saying "I know."
Eventually a cop comes and leads me away. He is very offensive and vulgar - everyone around him, even his coworkers is disturbed by him. Someone else waiting to be processed says he's not the type of person he wants protecting his community. I say that the guy probably has rescued kittens from trees at the same time the cop says the same thing, This makes the cop like me and he lets me go.
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