06/09/98
Walter and I were in another state and were going on a riverboat cruise dinner. We were walking through the riverboat, through a dining area, filled with 6-8 people per round table. Very upscale place. As we were walking, I was telling Walter that I had been here before with my mom. I said that it was a really neat place where they put on little skits for you and then you had to sing along from a songbook they gave you. We walked into this room at the back where only 4 or so people were sitting at this table. We asked if we could sit down and the people didn't seem to mind. (Someone was supposed to seat us, but I guess we just kinda barged in on our own.) This maitre'd follows in behind us, as if to seat us, and he approved of us sitting at this table. We sat down and he started pouring us drinks (I don't recall him asking us what we wanted, though). He gave me some Coke, with a lot of ice in it. Then he gave us salads, Walter's had honey mustard dressing (I think) and mine had some sort of thousand island imposter on it, with berries and raisins in it. It was kinda purple-ish and it wasn't very palatable. I commented to Walter that I should've gotten the honey mustard like he had (although again, I don't remember the maitre'd asking us what we wanted!)
So we were waiting for either more food or entertainment when the woman across the table from me heard her name called. She was a small-time actress or something, and couldn't believe they had heard of her. They apparently wanted her to be in the skits. So she ran off from the table (as if, "duty calls!") and at that point, I became her.
So I was running around trying to find where I was supposed to be, and what I was supposed to be doing, as well as what costume I was supposed to wear. I met up with a group of women dressed up as can-can girls, so I ran on this stage with them (at the back, naturally!) and followed along with their dancing. Understandably, I was terrible. Then we all ran offstage and through a hallway to a room, where we were practicing the steps for a few minutes. Then we split up and went searching in all these rooms on all these different levels (more like a house than a riverboat!). I suppose we were looking for people at tables waiting to be entertained. We couldn't find anyone! I finally came to a room with some elderly people in it, and I was trying to entertain them by pretending I had poisoned someone or something (like some kind of mystery theatre?). They weren't impressed and I kept waiting for another actress to come in and help me pull off my skit.
Somewhere else in the dream, me and Walter were at a house that was supposed to be my cousin's and we were supposed to check on it while she was on vacation. I was in one of the bedrooms, and I was wearing a knit cotton dress and no underwear. I was suddenly concerned that some woman would find out that I was lacking underwear, that she would yell at me if she found out. It was like she was in charge of something and underwear was "required" for the event (the can-can maybe?!). So I looked in this dresser drawer and found a frilly pair and put it on (hurriedly, as if she was nearby). It was only then that I realized they were crotchless panties, and they were extremely uncomfortable because the makers had seen fit to put lace ruffles around the slit (I remember thinking, "what kind of idiot puts ruffles there??").
Then me and Walter were in the garage, trying to get in the house, and Walter was trying to disable an annoying doorbell by shooting it with a rifle. Before he could shoot, he heard my cousin say over an intercom, "Who's there?" and she came to the door and opened it. I was really glad that he didn't have time to shoot the gun, it would've really blown a hole in the door frame where he was aiming. My cousin asked why he had the gun and he gave her some story about pesky critters he was trying to exterminate.

**Remember: This is ONLY a DREAM!**