Hey, Bob!

When you meet a celebrity, do you fangirl? I'm with my late cousin Christy, same age as me, and my late Aunt Gladys who drives us to a small mall to JC Penney. I don't know why since I've only been to JC Penney maybe a handful of times in my life. I am briskly walking around to find something among the racks, unsure what, and end up down a hall in a dark conference room with burgundy walls and carpet. There are a few people around listening to Bobcat Goldthwait talk about his comedy career.

When he finishes, people are approaching him to take photos or buy a book or t-shirt from him. I ask for a photo and hand some guy my phone. He takes two pics. When I get the phone back, there are two of Bob, but I am cut out. Frustrated, I try to pull up the camera again, but the phone isn't working right. (We can rarely operate phones in our dreams since we can't read, so we can't see the numbers or words on the phone.)

Talking with Bob as he begins putting his stuff away, I still want a pic, so I give my phone to a young boy and asked if he can work it for me. He says there is a program over the camera so that I can't use it without getting it fixed at a shop. I ask another person if they could take our picture and email it to me. So, I stand behind Bobcat, put my chin on his shoulder and arm around him and smile. I say if I knew I was going to run into someone, I would have put on makeup and my tooth, HA! I then nibble on his earlobe!

Walking away, he mentions needing lots of money. I could buy something from him, but he says he needed $100,000. I apologize for not having that kind of money.

I stroll through JC Penney to exit as they are locking up. Outside, the car is gone, so I am left behind. Around the side of the building, my husband Clark is with his ratrod where three hot women are posing in the car for a photo shoot. I ask if he could give me a ride home. He says he needs to find someone first, so we walk around back, and there are a few people, including Bobcat. Fancy meeting him again. He chats with my husband as if they are old buddies. I admit to my husband that I nibbled on Bobcat's earlobe. Sorry Clark!

Interpretation: I often have cell phone issues in my dreams and can never get them to work properly or make a phone call. I'm not sure what all the photos or attempts at photos could mean. Since it's selfie related, I could be experiencing some self-consciousness. I've mentioned retail therapy a lot lately, so that might be why JC Penney was so specific. Nibbling on Bobcat's earlobe, while seemingly passionate, could actually mean I want a taste of fame, and since I'm writing my first novel that I want to be successful and let me retire, that makes total sense. Clark with his ratrod is nothing new. I saw something yesterday about a car show, so that might explain why that is in my head. The fact that I confessed to the ear nibble represents my honesty with my husband. Lastly, for the $100,000, I have been looking at a lot of homes lately as ours is too much for me and on a hill with lots of stairs, so I have been searching for a smaller one on flat land. The one I want is a bit over my budget by $150,000, so there you go.