Attack of the Giant Oysters Last night (10/7/98) I dreamed I was in France, very excited to be there as I never have been. After some assorted adventures involving shopping, currency exchange, looking at odd houses that went up the side of a hill like stairs, and taking a bus, I was wandering in a poor section of a city with a dock area. I was walking in a dried up small docking bay, when a large oyster--about 5 feet in diameter started to roll over to attack me. I fled up onto the dock and into a long narrow street of the town. There were very old brick townhouses and buildings lining the street. The giant oyster was known in the town to attack strangers. It came up the dock and street after me. I went around the back of a brick building and climbed up to the top floor, so I could look down out of a small window at the oyster and the street. It was somehow catapulting rocks up at the building at me. I somehow knew it was evil, an evil generated in a big green industrial dumpster down in the docking area. I took a sword, went to the dumpster and started chopping up the inside of a large two to three foot in diameter oyster in the dumpster. I knew the large oyster and other large ones were coming to prevent me from destoying all the smaller oysters in the dumpster. I felt a darkness come over me, and the sword was gone and the dumpster behind me. I could see strange little cartoon figures and weird colors, and I felt trapped in an alternative world because of the oysters. I have no clue what this means! It is totally unusual. I've never dreamt of France before or oysters. Cathy [EMAIL PROTECTED]
