Marijuana

It's been awhile since I've had a dream of any detail or significance. It must be all the traveling I'm doing and the change in diet. But last night was very detailed and interesting. It was about my office and how the department has taken to growing marajuana.

The entire office area was set up as a giant hydroponics garden. Large stands and tanks suspending the plants up about 4 or 5 feet with hoses and pumps running everywhere. Plants were in different stages of growth, even though the garden was only just being completed. And everyone was involved, and they all had specific roles in the garden. Software was responsible for the pumps and water tanks.

One of the software guys was stating that if we had implemented the current watering system sooner, the plants would be mature by now and we would be harvesting clones. He lifted up a tray of plants to show the clones beneath it, neatly arranged in the rooting tray.

The money made would be divided up amongst the staff equally, and I began to calculate how much that would be based off random estimates of what it would be worth. They then realized that none of them knew how to sell it in such great quantities. I volunteered to handle that, as I was certain I would be able to move it all.

The next dream was really interesting, but it has faded. Something about a family reunion up at the cottage we summered at when I was a child. We were all going to go into town for something, and we were taking my vw bus. Linda determined there was not enough room, so we set about looking for another vw bus. I suggested we could take the suburban - the one I owned years ago. It easily seated 11, and we had 12. It would just be a matter of squeezing someone in. But she balked at the idea.

When we arrived at the destination, it was somewhere in the UP. In Hancock. I was parking the vw inside the building. It becomes a dance club in the evening, and an employee was helping me find a safe spot for the bus. Somewhere it would not get vandalized. We moved it to a hallway where she assured me it should be safe. There had been a big fight there last weekend, but it was unusual as people do not normally congrigate there.

Then there was something about swimming and softball back at Elk Lake...