Okay, this was a weird sequence of dream(s)… not even sure it was one dream or several, but they all involved traveling and staying in odd hotels.

In one, the guy who was supposedly my brother, and I, were at a cheesy hotel for a conference or something, and he was complaining because he could not find ANY local horoscope call-in phone lines.    I found some horoscope thingie on the channel line-up for the TV, but that wasn’t what he wanted.  But it made no sense that he was SOOOO frantic to get his horoscope, since my brother is totally an atheist and has never had an inkling of an interest in anything “religious” or anything “woo-woo” New Age-y or anything at all.

That hotel was more like a bed-and-breakfast or something.  The bathroom window had French handles, inside and out, and the dogs on the property (beautiful animals, like skinny pit bulls, short sleek hair) knew how to open the windows with the handles on the outside and jump into the shower with me.  Several dogs, each arriving during different shower scenes.  Lovely fun to frolic but I really would have preferred to play on MY schedule, and not just because they heard the shower water running.

And then I was in another hotel in a different town, with a person supposedly my wife, but she wasn’t happy and she kept leaving me at the bar or in the hotel room to go visit her “brother-in-law”… lots and lots of “brothers-in-law” in that town.  But it made sense at the time, since many of her sisters were there.  Well, it made sense in the dream, anyway.  But I realized I was being played for a chump because nearly all of her “sisters” seemed to be hanging out at that  same hotel bar, regularly coming and going to visit one or another “brother-in-law.”   Fucking whores.  Literally, I suppose.

And then I woke up and realized how glad I am to be unencumbered by too many relatives in my face allatime.