![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
A few nights ago, I had a rather bizarre dream.
The scene was some sort of high school bush party. My daughter was there, along with a bunch of her friends. In the dream, she and her friends were maybe around 14 or 15 years old. I was there too, and quite illogically I was pretty young too, maybe in my early twenties. I think I was supposed to be some sort of responsible adult chaperone.
A couple of guys came by and crashed the party. One of them seemed to take a shine to said teenaged daughter and I was trying to figure out if the attraction was mutual. I was a bit concerned, thinking she was at kind of a vulnerable age, but I didn't say anything.
Anyway, the two gatecrashers were bearing gifts, in the form of marijuana. Free for the taking, and toking. Which was what everyone proceeded to do, myself included. I had no idea where the dope had come from, although I certainly knew what it was. But with impeccable dream-logic, I figured that if we happened to get caught, I could plead ignorance of what it was we were smoking, and we would all be off the hook!
Naturally we did get caught.
A police-narc stepped into the bushes and flashed his badge at me. Unlike the poor sod in the Phil Ochs song, I didn't get arrested and sentenced to thirty years. Instead, the cop phoned up MY parents to come and get me. Which they did.
Their car pulled up, and my dad got out to talk things over with the officer. I think maybe he had to sign something. I got into the back seat of my parents' car, as instructed. On the way home, I mentioned that I didn't know where the guys had obtained the marijuana.
"Hmmp," said Dad in his inimitable way. "It sounds as if you might not be as guilty as we first thought."
Mum was not impressed and sat stewing and seething in the front passenger seat.
Meanwhile, the cop had driven off in the opposite direction, presumably back to headquarters. The kids were left at the bush-site, free to resume their revelry.
I don't know if everyone lived happily ever after. Phil Ochs certainly didn't.
The scene was some sort of high school bush party. My daughter was there, along with a bunch of her friends. In the dream, she and her friends were maybe around 14 or 15 years old. I was there too, and quite illogically I was pretty young too, maybe in my early twenties. I think I was supposed to be some sort of responsible adult chaperone.
A couple of guys came by and crashed the party. One of them seemed to take a shine to said teenaged daughter and I was trying to figure out if the attraction was mutual. I was a bit concerned, thinking she was at kind of a vulnerable age, but I didn't say anything.
Anyway, the two gatecrashers were bearing gifts, in the form of marijuana. Free for the taking, and toking. Which was what everyone proceeded to do, myself included. I had no idea where the dope had come from, although I certainly knew what it was. But with impeccable dream-logic, I figured that if we happened to get caught, I could plead ignorance of what it was we were smoking, and we would all be off the hook!
Naturally we did get caught.
A police-narc stepped into the bushes and flashed his badge at me. Unlike the poor sod in the Phil Ochs song, I didn't get arrested and sentenced to thirty years. Instead, the cop phoned up MY parents to come and get me. Which they did.
Their car pulled up, and my dad got out to talk things over with the officer. I think maybe he had to sign something. I got into the back seat of my parents' car, as instructed. On the way home, I mentioned that I didn't know where the guys had obtained the marijuana.
"Hmmp," said Dad in his inimitable way. "It sounds as if you might not be as guilty as we first thought."
Mum was not impressed and sat stewing and seething in the front passenger seat.
Meanwhile, the cop had driven off in the opposite direction, presumably back to headquarters. The kids were left at the bush-site, free to resume their revelry.
I don't know if everyone lived happily ever after. Phil Ochs certainly didn't.
