night of 2011-01-28

I was at the Foothill Library, except the library had many more computers than it normally did.  There were 20 computers up in front where the administrators were sitting, and then some more computers for the students and then there were racks of computers where people slept with their gaming machines and played games and camped out all day.  One of the administrators was conducting a restart of all the student computers and I saw them all change screens at the same time.  When it got to the log on phase, I saw a rather buggy script running that caused the users frustration.  It looked like the work of one of one of my less talented predecessors.  So I tried to find a computer I could use.  I found one in a section labeled "all-domain computers".  Right there I felt like the IT at Foothill was getting a little ahead of me.  So I got on a computer and tried to log off so I could log on as me, but it wouldn't let me.  That's because I was logged on with an ASB Voting account that I set up when I was there, and they were configured to not be shut down.  That account shouldn't have been there anymore, and it was clearly being abused.  I didn't know how many of the problems they were having at the library at the time were my fault.  I saw a famous guy sitting by the gaming computers in the dream, and I had to walk by him once in part of the dream when I was stepping over people's sleeping bags when they were camping out; in real life he reminds me of Professor Graham.

All the Taylors were lined up in two rows on the beach in front of Grandma/pa's house. I was in the back corner and I was supposed to serve. I think I was serving an easter basket or some other clumsy object.  I took my time to throw it and was messing around just to get attention and since I didn't really want to be there anyway I was enjoying wasting everyone's time.  But then I threw it but it went the wrong way, and I had to run a ways to go get it and everyone was waiting, and then I felt bad.

I was at a fancy party and I had to walk by all these adults that I didn't know but that knew me.  I found my dad sitting at a table with Lorraine and Denis Bader and asked him if we could go.  That's about all I remember for this dream.  I told them backwards and this one was first and longest ago, and least clear in my memory.