Sixpence None The Richer – Puedo Escribir

I listened to this song (Puedo Escribir) recently for the first time in years when it randomly played while I was listening to music on my MP3 player while jogging, I had the 1997 Sixpence None The Richer music album Sixpence None The Richer many years ago shortly after it was released, and this song was a pleasant surprise; and it was one of the first Spanish language songs to appear on a music album that I bought myself.




What Is It?

Recently on YouTube I saw the comedy horror movie parody trailer skit / short video above by the YouTube channel Joanna Hausmann called MIAMI HORROR STORY.

Here is the description for this video:

This Halloween Movie Trailer Reminds You: YOU’LL ALWAYS END UP IN MIAMI


Being A VIP At A President Donald Trump Speech

I had more dreams that I remembered and I thought that I recorded part of at least one other dream but I guess it did not save or something, and so now I only have some text notes of one other dream so the other dreams are forgotten now.

I remember being inside a classroom where The President Of The United States Donald Trump was giving a speech in the middle of the room with only a small area of empty space around him, and so it was a very intimate up-close and personal speech.

I was among a small group of VIPs / special guests in front of the President Trump who had met him before the speech and who he had probably been briefed about, and so he knew our names and some things about us et cetera.

The classroom was not large, I can not remember seeing any United States Secret Service agents around, but I assumed that they were among the crowd; but I did not look around for them much so I probably just missed them, but I was surprised that they were not more noticeable because we were closer to President Trump than usual and there was nothing separating him from us but a bit of empty space.

President Trump took a moment throughout his speech to address each of us VIPs / special guests by name, he would briefly say something about us, acknowledge us, say something to us, et cetera.

To my right was a short man with light-color skin with black hair wearing glasses whose last name was probably Japanese, he was possibly there on behalf of his dead father who was being honored so he was a bit sad, and when President Trump mentioned their last name he said it wrong so the man did not look happy about this and corrected him under his breath.

During the speech people left gifts for President Trump on a chair or something on his left side.

President Trump addressed me during his speech at some point, he knew my name and said that we had met before (I had memories of having met him before as well) so he remembered me, he smiled and said a few good things about me and called me a good man, and he made a joke and he shook my hand before continuing his speech.

After President Trump’s speech I went outside and I walked to the parking lot to wait on my parents who were still inside the building, it was day, and their automobile was parked in the parking lot near a van with some people speaking Spanish including a man who was possibly the character Hector “Escorpion” Alvarez from the television show Z Nation.

It is possible that them speaking Spanish was possibly inspired by me practicing speaking in Esperanto out-loud and in my mind before going to sleep and / or this could be symbolic and connected with President Trump being in the dream.

My parents walked over to their automobile carrying some of the gifts that were supposed to be for President Trump, I tell them this and that they should return them and that they should not have taken them, but they do not care.

I wondered if President Trump could even accept those gifts because of ethics laws / rules, either way I wanted my parents to return them, and I was disappointed in them for taking them.

This was not like them at all so I wondered if they had known at first, it seemed that they possibly thought that the gifts were free for anyone, but I woke up before I could find out.

The end,

-John Jr


Spanish And Language Learning | Classes In A College / Store / Library

I had more dreams that I remembered but I did not record them before going back to sleep each time, and so now I only remember part of two dreams.

Dream 1

This dream was possibly inspired by me switching from studying Esperanto back to French on Duolingo last night after my second dream in my post Pauline Croze Has Two Daughters? inspired me to get back into learning French again.


Hokage(s) And Zombies And Tennis

Source: IMDb

I am not sure if this is one long transitioning dream or several dreams, my memory is too unclear, and so I will separate them as several dreams even though it is not exactly clear when each dream begins or ends.

There were several hokage or hokage-like people throughout the dreams starting with maybe Naruto Uzumaki as hokage from the anime television show Boruto: Naruto Next Generations.

Dream 1

This dream was at least partly animated, some of the dream characters were probably animated, and the dream involved either Naruto Uzumaki as hokage or someone similar to him who was dressed like him; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

This dream involved me, a woman with light-color skin, and either another hokage-like man or the same one from the other dream except he looked and acted different and was no longer animated and was live action now; and there is a possibility that there was another man with us, possibly my coworker Mr. CF, but I can not remember.

I just remember me and the woman and at least one other man being inside a building, there was possibly a zombie situation and / or something else strange like that going on, and we ran into a tall garage / warehouse area that as connected to the building.

We were probably trying to figure out how to reach the tall ceiling so that we could climb into the attic area to avoid the zombies and / or other threats, the hokage-like man was acting annoying and there was a disagreement, and then he started using a forklift as part of his strategy to reach the ceiling.

Me and the woman started to climb up the walls and beams and other objects in the room to reach the ceiling trying to reach an opening into the attic, at some point some zombies and / or other threats entered the room as me and the woman were along the edges of the walls near the ceiling, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

The hokage-like man or another hokage-like man was possibly in this dream during the forgotten parts, he was possibly the man leading the situation in the hallway of this dream, but I can not remember.

I just remember walking into a dimly lit hallway with doors to rooms on both sides, up the hallway was another hallway with rooms, and it seemed to be evening or night and this seemed to be an apartment building.

In the hallway there was a standoff or something going on that was being led by a man who was outside the door to one of the rooms, and he had a group of men helping him including a translator because many people in this building spoke Spanish.

I am not sure what the standoff-like situation was about, maybe it was zombie related or something, the situation seemed pretty tense.

I stopped to watch briefly, sometimes people in the other rooms would open their doors to look out and some walked over to see what was going on too, and the man and the other men helping him seemed worried that some of the people in the building might attack them if they did not handle the situation soon before more people started to investigate.

I sensed this tension too and I did not want to be around if things got bad, and so I started to leave but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 4

This dream took place during the night or early morning, and I was walking and talking with my coworker Mr. CF and a fictional female coworker who was a woman with light-color skin who was maybe like a combination of one of my real female coworkers (I can not remember which one) and Fiona Glenanne / Gabrielle Anwar (she looked and acted more like Fiona / Mrs. Anwar) from the television show Burn Notice.

Mr. CF and my fictional female coworker had just left a BP Library program, maybe The Haunted H Paranormal Investigation, and at some point we were walking through a slightly fictional version of W Park when we noticed the lights on at the tennis courts and there were many people there playing tennis and hanging out.

I was in a good mood because of our great conversation as we walked and I told them that we should go play some tennis, they said that it was too late (probably early morning now) and that they needed to get home and get some sleep after the library program, I was disappointed by this but I could understand.

They started to walk in that direction to continue their journey home I assumed, and I walked to the entrance to the tennis courts to see what was going on and see if I should play tennis or not if someone would let me play with them.

As I reached the entrance a tennis ball flew through the gate, and my former male classmate ME ran out to get it and I greeted him and his response to me seemed like someone who was somewhat disgusted / annoyed by my presence like someone who looks down on you; that response was disappointing as well, and dropped my mood some more.

I walked behind the tennis courts where people were watching the tennis matches from, I looked around trying to see if Mr. CF and my fictional female coworker had decided to stay or not, and then I was going to look around for someone who might let me play tennis and decide if I should or not.

My mood had dropped but playing some tennis would probably help, my mood possibly started to improve at some point as I looked around and tried to decide what to do (I possibly even saw Mr. CF and my female coworker again), but I can not remember; and I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr