I'm at a tradeshow for my work, at a Disneyland-like place . I'm in some combination of arriving and departing; I've just checked out of my hotel, but it seems I just got there. I'm sitting outside the hotel with one of AP's reps, who is smoking pot. He offers me some, and I decline, but he offhandly references 'pancakes' which apparently refers to LSD, and I joke that I wouldn't mind some of those. He says he can get me all I want for $8.50 apiece, so I say I'll take 10, just let me get some money from the bank machine.

I go in the hotel office, and there are some lock boxes there. One was supposed to have my stuff in it, but I thought I had several and already emptied them. One has a key in the lock right now, so I open it up, but it's just some colorful rolled-up papers, some sort of scrip for work. I'm confused, so I go up to the front desk and explain that I got confused with my keys, and I think I ended up leaving my stuff in the box or locking it in. They ask "how long" and I make some attempt at a penis joke by saying "oh, really long, almost too long". They don't get it at first, then sort of laugh like it's not funny. They say ok, well how much did I lose, and I check my wallet, only to discover that all my money is in there. I apologize and walk away.

My friend isn't there any more, and he's left his pipe on the ground, so I pick it up and put it in my fanny-pack. Then I notice that somebody else left a pipe full of pot nearby, so I pick it up and also put it in my fanny-pack, noticing that I've now picked up four pipes. I'm not sure what to do with them, since I don't use such things, but I'm concerned that I'll get caught if I try to take them home on the plane, especially if I'm also carrying some LSD.

I'm going over to the Audio Precision booth, but I see some elephants so I run over there to get a better look. It's the end of the day, and they are moving them. My path is obstructed by a herd of hoofed animals, cows and mules and horses, and some kids that are playing with them, sort of climbing on the fence. One kid finds himself near the privates of a horse and pretends to be fellating it for his friends. One donkey takes a special interest in me, pressing her nose to me and smelling me constantly, following me.

I try to find the elephants, who have moved down this fenced corridor which seems to get narrower and narrower. Part of the fence is electric, and as it gets narrower it shocks me, so turn around and start heading back to where it is wider. It reminds me of a poem I wrote about 10 years ago that goes "snap" periodically like an electric fence, and I mentally recite the whole poem.