Flying Machine

I was at some rich couple's house. The man was not there, so I was talking to his wife. They had a very  "uppity" look about them... think yacht club style. She showed me this contraption that they used to fly with. To get going, I had to jump. It didn't get off the ground the first time every time, but when it did, I was up above the clouds in five seconds! It was incredible! The woman told me about how often they went up flying. Eventually she figured out that I was not any kind of "royalty" or a wealthy background and that I was a poser and she kicked me out, right about when her husband got home.

To the Strip Club!

It was the same crew I was out in California with, except my mom was there, too. As part of the bachelorette party, all the women went out together. We did all kinds of things, but at the end of the night, they were all planning to go to the strip club. Personally, I didn't really want to have to pay to do something like that, so I was thinking of opting out and heading home early. The mother of the bride didn't like the idea of me "missing out" and my mom offered to pay for me, so I felt obligated to go. My desire to NOT go was still legit, however! Fortunately, I woke up before any strip club action.