Exodus with the Orricks, LED ON.

I was taking a road trip, I believe it was school-related, as in traveling across country to the location of the next school I would be attending. There was a group of people I would be leaving behind, or who would all be leaving each other, to find our new prospective schools. I was going along with the Orricks, you know, my in-laws. 

Sharon wasn't among the group, although there was another girl, who I had my eye on. I had some kind of distant crush on her, or she had one on me, but it was kind of repressed. She had made some notes about predictions and prophecies that had or hadn't come true during the last semester and expressed them cryptically by making a pictogram on her right rear passenger car window.

It looked like those stick family decals, except that the writing was very tiny, so as to appear inconspicuous. I saw my name among the runes, as one of the things that didn't happen. I regretted not telling her about my crush when I had the opportunity, as it could have changed the outcome of the pictogram.

I was jogging alongside the car, with a few others in tow. Bob Orrick, Harry, Jenny Bennett and Ann Illions to name a few that I kinda remember. The family in the car joked that there was room for one more person in the back. I believe it was Ann who jumped in. I knew that I wouldn't be getting in the car, as I had a different destiny to fulfill, but I longed for inclusion. 

The car stopped for a pit stop and everyone got out. Jenny Bennett took the opportunity to roast the girl for whom I had affections. I wish I knew her name. She was a pretty girl with inappropriately poofy long wavy locks that seemed to weigh her down. They framed her lovely face but took some of the spotlight for themselves. 

"How hard is that mop going to be to navigate during sex, am I right?"  Jenny got started with the basting for the roast. It fell upon a receptive audience and there were laughs and titters from the family members. 

The girl played along, "It's true! Look at these danglers!" and pointed to her long locks that flowed out like solidified gold sunrays, succumbing to earth's gravity.

The journey resumed with me in the Orrick's group and my goldenhaired girl off to some other location. We stopped for another pitstop, this time at the market to pick up some food for the trip. 

Things were looking pretty ragged at the roadside vendor. I wound up having to choose between a couple of moldy bananas and apples that had been bitten by someone and put back on the shelf. I found one unspoiled apple and gave it to someone else in the group, and I settled for the one with the bite marks. 

They weren't satisfied with the idea that I was going to have to accept inferior fruit, but the deal was settled, since there wasn't much else to pick from.

Sometime prior to all this I had been working on cars. It was at a friends new shop that they were setting up in their garage. I had finished up on a Jeep Wrangler, doing a timing belt or some other impossibly difficult job for me. 

Apparently, it went ok, since I was now going to be working on a Honda or Acura as my next job. I was fearful, as usual, about starting a big job and pointed out that I didn't have much experience with that type of thing. The argument didn't hold up, in light of my success with the Jeep. 

I dug in and started taking things apart. I spent a large part of this portion of the dream talking myself in and out of completing the job. Anyway, that part is receding too far to retrieve, as the road trip part of the dream came next, and that was where I landed right before waking up.

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I have a chainsaw that I believe has a frozen motor. I will be taking it in to have it looked at, but they will most likely condemn it to the scrap heap, as a new motor or a rebuild will be prohibitive. I may have designs on repairing it myself, but I'll probably get a second or third opinion first.

And Sharon's LED reignited yesterday for the first time in the several weeks since the power shutoff event. Besides supernatural energy manipulation, thermal expansion is the only scientific reason I can come up with for it showing up. 

The temperature has to be above and below certain thresholds for the light to be on. Right now it is 62 in here. I was in the 60s yesterday when it came on. I'll keep an eye out, to build or debunk that hypothesis. It doesn't stop me from getting excited and talking to Sharon when the light comes on, whatever the cause may be.