Dreams

[clayhornik]

First: I'm at a nightclub that can only be accessed by a window washer thing.  I can't take my motor cycle on it, so I leave.  The owner is a someone I know and he gives me a special poker chip for admission next time I'm there.  I dive off.
Second:  Two Regency era women are arguing over who gets the shower first, the afternoon of a party.  The one who claims it is the younger sister-in-law of the other woman, declaring she needed it more because the other woman was already married.
Third: A bookish young gas station attendant of 81, somewhere between "There" and "Somewhere Else" puts up a sign- "New Samarkand"- and finds her station beseiged by a biker gang called the Mongols.
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The bar owner in the dream was bar owner Tony P. from Norfolk.  I spent many an hour in his establishments.

I've watched more Jane Austen in the last six months than I have in my life.  I knew there'd be consequences.

I have no idea where the third came from but its a good start for a story.