Thank the Governor

Night of: July 28
People Involved: Kyle, my brother, Minnie, my mom, Russ, Barney McGrane (cultural anthropology/Buddhism/meditation professor)
Number of Dreams Remembered: 4

Kyle was on the computer, checking my many email addresses. He read the emails and deleted them as he wished. I got upset and yelled, "Don't delete that! Don't go through my emails! Why are you doing that??"
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I was picking at a hangnail, and the skin was totally ripping off. It ripped off in a perfect rectangle and it was bright red under the skin, but not totally bleeding. It somehow changed locations to my foot; then my brother came home with Minnie and was limping. He said that he had injured his foot. I, too, had to limp.
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I went to Laguna but forgot to bring my brother's Pink Panther dvd. I brought stuff from the apartments and Russ for my mom, but she said she had already received that stuff, so she gave it back to me.
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I was in a long line to get into a summer school class. I was kinda wedging towards the front, and cutting in front of people, but not purposely. I was just trying to make space. I accidentally cut in front of Barney McGrane and his wife; he smiled and said to go ahead, but I let them go ahead. After that, everyone started going ahead of me.
When I finally got to the front, I was supposed to collect about 4 or 5 different pamphlets/school materials from a table, but I was taking forever and couldn't figure out which to pick up for some reason. Everyone else was grabbing stuff. I was really slow and took out pictures from my wallet for some reason. The first picture was of Barney McGrane, me, and some other students. I kinda wanted to show him the picture, because I didn't think he remembered me.
Unable to figure out what I was supposed to pick up from the table, I went to find a seat. The classroom looked like a gigantic restaurant with circular booths. I sat in one that had only one guy in it, and I think he was Mexican. I couldn't figure out which way I was supposed to face since the booth was circular. I wanted to be able to see the front of the classroom, but it was hard to figure how.
The teacher said that we were going to do introductions, but the class was gigantic, so only a few people were going to say what college they were from, what their major was, and what they are doing for work at the moment. I thought about what I do and if people would think it was cool or not.
During the introductions, I went back to the table so that I could get the materials I needed. On the way there, I overheard a bunch of people gasp as someone said what school they were from--apparently he was very smart.
I got the stuff I needed, then sat in a booth. Someone across from me gave an introduction and said, "I'm really glad how far the country's come with racism." Someone next to him said, "Yeah... thank the governor." There were two very young black kids sitting on either side of an older white man, and the kids started arguing, but in a joking way. Since the kids were sitting on either side of the white man, they were basically yelling right in front of his face, and he was just sitting in the middle of it awkwardly. Spit was flying out of their mouths as they were yelling and the older man was getting a little sprayed. To calm them down, I said, "Easy there."
The kids looked at me and all the materials I had, and thought I had picked up way too many items. Then it was time to open our books and begin the class. That's when I woke up.

In retrospect: The racism thing must've come from talking about the email that Kyle got earlier and Chris' response to it. Also, Barney was probably in the dream because we talked about Buddhism/my classes with Barney last night, too.