My Mom's Baby  My mom is having a baby. She wants to go to Oval Lake in the Big Resort Area with my sister Ramona tomorrow. I say to her, "What if your water breaks?" She doesn't think it will. She is due at 6:30 am tomorrow. Then her water breaks on the dining room floor, and the carpet gets wet. She instructs Ramona and I as to what we should do, because she is experienced. We hurry. We are to put the chicken, hot dogs, bratwursts, and potatoes in a cooler. We are bringing these to the hospital with a big pot, to cook them. I get ready. I bring a whole small chicken. I get dressed. My friend Jerry Pasons and my roommate Sean Williams from Fishing Haven are in my room sleeping. Sean then goes to urinate. Jerry is still sleeping, and rolls over onto Sean's bed.  I'm at the hospital. My brother Wally is there. I grip my mom's hand while she squeezes my hand back. Wally just found out that my dad is the father of the baby. I have known this for a while, and am not happy about it. I am afraid of what will happen, and what we'll see: my mom's vagina! I eat a cheeseburger with tomato, bacon, and cheese.  I'm swimming with my friend Kevin Simpson. We have life jackets or seat cushions on so we float around. We are in very deep water, like an ocean. We swim and dive under the surface, having fun. My high school classmates Sam Poll and Karl Mueller think we are diving for lake trout. I play with a full can of gas, which floats. There is a little red house underwater. Some very big and tall weeds come up from extremely deep water. I have fins on my feet, and I swim above the tips of the weeds, underwater. I swim down towards the red house. There is a woman near the house. I seem to be able to breath underwater. I jump from the ground or roof of the house. I go a long ways with one spring of my legs, like there is less gravity, though I am underwater. There is a black funnel that falls or sinks quickly past the house. I go after it quickly. It lands on the surface of some water, which is underwater. I swim very fast with my flippers, as if it is important, and swoop down and pick the funnel up. I swoop upwards, flying, and lucid, realizing I am dreaming. I try not to wake up. I focus on the area around a tree. I fly around it. I think I may fly through the ground, going under and through it, and then coming up, like either the ground or I am intangible. I try to make my ex-girlfriend Annie appear in the tree area so we can have sex. I try to have sex with something-anything, even the ground.