1. We are trying to get back to our old house, the one with the garage in front. First, the door is slanted and collapsing, then the sand spiders start in. God, the sand spiders.
2. The kid is amputated at the thighs and sitting on a mirror. "He looks like a worm," I say to you. "Hey Dave," you say to the kid, "haven't seen much of you around."
