Dream of New Year's Eve with whips and smoking?!

I had an interesting dream which involved Sam and Benedict driving me and Uncle Joel around after a meeting on New Year's Eve. We talked about meetings, off-ramps, roads, friends, and the Internet. Saw Tim, Maxine, John, Olivia, and Sophia standing at a corner waiting for someone to come pick them up so they could go to Anita's wedding. Eventually, we all went to the place where it was being held, and quickly went to the washrooms to do our hair. Then Lillian W. and Harvey F. came to the church, and we were all surprised to see them. Thinking they were too sweet and fake, we went to the restaurant, where everything had been laid out in correct formation on the tables. Sam, Benedict, and I saw some guy driving around outside looking for a place to have a cigarette. He decided to park near a white real estate sign to light his cigarette, which we thought was fine. Then he did it again! Oh well.

There was a crowd forming by the TV near an escalator, but I declined to check things out in favor of seeing what my brother was up to. He was driving a Japanese girl around, and asked her to go into the local sub shop and buy stuff. She tripped over a speed bump with the subs and drinks in hand - yikes! After we cleaned her up and assured her that things were fine, Steph called to tell us "GET OVER HERE NOW!" Accordingly, we did - they were showing the celebrations around the world as midnight hit. Clocks, fireworks, and revelry were all very apparent! Then the TV shorted out and came back on with a CNN logo over cubicles and desks. Steph commented that she had been watching these NYE things for a long time, and the Toronto feed had been down the last two years also. Then the picture changed to a half-naked guy lying down on a table, submitting to a brutal whipping from a huge bouncer-like dude. We were given to understand that this was an Easter allegory, and we winced at the whip blows inflicted on "Jesus." The dream ended when Citrus (in his blue and white jacket) wanted to get a better view, but made sure that I could see. No clue why I had this dream! (maybe the wedding hell stories played a part...)


Edit at 6:25 - Eric called a few minutes ago from work to say that he was coming to pick me up. I misheard that as "I can't pick you up" ... AIYA. He's still a bit sniffly, poor guy. Oh well, at least there'll be pizza tonight!