This entry and all others from 1996-97 are part of my dream project which extended from August 1996-97. I kept track of my dreams for an entire year by recording them to audiocassette and illustrating what parts I could in composition books. I ended up with over 70 ninety-minute cassettes and four composition books detailing my dreams.
The written transcription is from a much later date than 1996-97 but is almost word-for-word, with some slight corrections and omissions. This typed transcription is not 100% faithful to the original verbal account, as it allows for slight modifications, additions, omissions, and corrections. There are new separations between paragraphs and dreams are separated into different entries at approximately the right places. In addition, segments of dreams MAY be transposed/moved/added to other sections as I see fit. Aside from these modifications, these dreams are detailed exactly as I had them over six years ago.
This dream may have been a continuation of "This Isn't My Class!" but I'm not sure how the transition went because I can't remember. I was in some kind of thing...they were playing lots of music. It seemed to be like some kind of meeting of the Freemasons and they were all wearing their tophats and aprons and gloves. They were sitting in this auditorium-like room clapping their hands to this symphonic music. I was looking at some kind of music book which had funny little drawings going along with all these songs. One of the songs was the presidential theme, "Hail To The Chief." I was thinking, "What's that called? Because I've heard of that before." It had a picture of George Bush next to it for some reason. I wondered what it was called and saw that it had a one-word name that began with a D (it was not called "Hail To The Chief" in my dream). I can't remember what the name was. The only thing I can think of is "Default," but I don't think that was it.
Anyway, all these Masons were clapping their hands while I looked at these song names; one of the captions in the book, I think, said something like, "This is the song that made 1950"--meaning, it made the year 1950 what it was, but I'm not sure what song that was, if it was the presidential theme or not. The Masons just kept clapping. When I woke up I had "Hail To The Chief" stuck in my head and I still had the image of all the Masons clapping their hands. o_o I dream about Masons a lot, don't I?