My little community is made up of my duplex and a 1 bedroom cottage next door. All of my neighbors are pretty nice. We don't know a lot about each other but we're cordial and polite to one another. We have a system down regarding how we manage the place, too.
My landlord was initially reluctant to allow me to have a Satellite dish because he didn't want holes in the roof. I saw him a week ago and talked to him about my tv having a broken coaxial cable connector and he decided it would be ok. The technician was actually able to install the dish off the awning/porch of my back door instead of the roof. So, it turns out that I didn't have to put holes in the roof.
So, last night I had a dream that the storm that is passing through ripped the satellite dish off the post and that the technician had to come back and install it on the roof. So, he was here with his son installing the dish. Then the girl that shares the other half of my duplex with her boyfriend came down and we started chatting about stuff in general. And then the guy in the cottage came over and all began talking. Even my landlord showed up and decided to do work on the duplex.
Next thing I know a group of us are in my car and we are heading out to get something to eat and Timmy, yes str8upwithatwist Timmy, is in the passenger seat. We are in the Greenway/River Oaks area and decided on a restaurant that allows dogs. Timmy says, "the Calvinator would love this. I live close by, can we go get him". So, suddenly, I'm in the passenger seat and Timmy is driving. We pull into a condo high rise and I see an Infiniti like mine except it's blue and the bumper is wooden. It looked really nice actually. And that was it. I woke up. I never met Calvin.