Dream Gazette #3

Morning Of Friday, January 11, 2008:

I fly out to see uncle/godfather Norby in The City Of New York only to have him kick me out on the street once it is time to go to bed. He claims he cannot sleep unless he is the only one in the apartment. Once outside, I walk two blocks and knock on the door of the only house among apartments. An attractive middle-aged woman greets me and invites me to come in. I tell her my uncle has rid me until dawn. She says I can stay in her gigantic living room. I sleep for twenty minutes, then wake up and walk around the floor trying to find some water. I hear the noise of people on the other side of the house and follow it. I come across a stairwell to the second floor, and directly above it is a bedroom. A sleazy man with a video camera is directing the kind-hearted woman and a scantily clad gal to make out on the bed while Jeffrey Tambor watches. I watch for a couple of minutes then continue my quest for water.
In a short while, the director finds me and asks, "You like what you see?"
"It's fine," I reply.
"That's my sister up there."
"Oh. Who's the other one?"
"I don't know."
"Was that Jeffrey Tambor?"
"Yeah. Taye Diggs is there, too."
"What? I didn't see him."
"He's in the back."
"Wow."
"Alright, have a good night. I'll show you out."
"Whoa whoa whoa... the, uh, older one said I could stay the night."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I'm in the city visiting my uncle, but... um... he's... uh, also shooting a porno."
"Ah."
"He's got a studio apartment and already has four people in it, so... it's pretty crowded."
"...okay. Just don't wake up for six more hours."
"Um, sure."
"Good night."