an enormous party

almost as big as the whole staate fair.  was supposed to be just firday night.   looks like it will go on all weekend.  i finally breaK DOWN IN THE BAR, HAVE A FEW BEERS AND THEN A SCOTCH AND WATER. see a friend of mike's...a bartender.  finally head home, back to my rooms, out in the night.  football parking.  i manage to bring someone with me.  we arrive at chez moi, people everywhere, even in my bed...or is it mine.  perhaps this is robert and jess's rooms.  but they feel like mine,but robert's latest notebook is lying around near the bed.  i tell my dear friend, you know, this little book is  worth thousands of dollars...properly marketed.  there is a smoldering fire in the fireplace.   i sort of put it out,but then it starts up all over again on its own.  there is a mechanism.  that's how it works. it is like "beatlejuice": the movie. there is an almost naked woman? in the bed in upside down panty hose.  they carry her out.  finally we are alone.  i try to straighten up the bed.  there is more than one and in several rooms.  nothing untoward is going on.  i am about to wake up.  earlier i was with pat in the old house on park ridge.  lots of straunge animules.  anna mules.  flying around.  being evicted.  one room leads to another, like the party rooms.  walls dissolve into walls.  pat and i disagree but we manage.  there are intruders...in the dust. and so  it goes eternally  some of my relatives are there, and some old friends.  just turned on the computer.  messages from pam m. and david m.  pam and david, that was an item at one time...not anymore, eny