Street Rain

Date: 5/7/2016

I was at my buddy AJ's which had an upstairs in this dream, but I can't remember what we were doing there, might've been B-Movie club. My mom came to the house every now and then and sold cookies of which that I either bought or sold. I then walked out from the house and went to what looked like the streets of San Diego. I was walking down the streets in thick Jeans, nicely combed hair, a Montgomery colored sweater with a grey undershirt, and and a green little mini scarf the length and width of a tie but without the tie part. I walked down this street and made it to what looked like a dock. This dock had people walking around it, and then I saw a man throwing rocks at bikes lined up on a rack on the side of the water. I stood and watched until the police came, then I walked into a bathroom where I saw Obama as well as past presidents and his cabinet exchanging jokes in a room where they're sitting on couches. I walked out of that and saw cops trying to subdue the man, and I then walked into some sort of swim shop. This swim shop had a river in the middle, with only a thin walkway for people to get across, and for some reason that platform was supposed to be used for running, of which I got in the way of when I was leaving. When I entered someone told me the shop was closed due to the incident outside, which seemed odd, and then I questioned if I was supposed to be in there. After looking around, people entering, I left and saw Meg St. John sitting at the entrance. I then left the building out into the pouring rain where the man was being arrested. I walked past them and walked on the street, still raining but even harder now, I saw Sween walking down the street with Vince I think, but he had blond hair that was combed. I said hi, then walked into the nearest building that Teese was inside of. She called me over and I entered. Sween then took a red megaphone and smashed a light post, causing it to tumble onto the windows of the building. He then shouted my name and Teese's full name saying that we have something to do with that. I then left toward the, what looked to be and empty highway at the back of the open concrete building used for graffiti it seemed. Dream over Fairly convoluted, but it was normal yet strange.