The Red Bus
I'm with an ex-boyfriend. We steal a bus but don't know how to drive it.
After avoiding a series of accidents, we end up near the ocean. The bus is
collapsible so we park it in a car-size space and go to the beach. All day I
worry that we may be parked illegally.
Eyeballs
I'm looking for an apartment. I go to see one that has hundreds of plastic
eyeballs rolling around on the floor. When I get home, there's a
seven-year-old boy sitting at my desk drawing pictures of eyeballs. He
tells me he's my son.
Metal Fingers
While I'm looking at photographs of myself with platinum blonde hair, a man
comes up behind me and touches my shoulders. His fingers are made of metal,
and they get stuck in my skin. I don't have pliers so I give him a rubber
hammer and ask him to please remove his fingers.
The Real Billy Joel
I find out that it isn't Billy Joel but someone who looks like him singing
and playing piano on his records. I'm telling a friend about it when the
real Billy Joel walks into my apartment. He's holding a big pair of scissors
and says he wants to cut my hair.
Acting Like Nazis
I'm a Communist, and I'm traveling on a train with other Communists. We are
prisoners of the Germans. Our car breaks off from the rest of the train.
Some of us decide to escape. We go to a nearby inn and try to act normal
which means acting like Nazis. Then I realize we are in New Jersey, and I
can just go home.