Dreamspace

Dreams, according to Freud, are a interconnection of all stimulus your mind juggled with recently.  Last nights dream was a dream like this.  The influence shaping the dream was watching an episode on zoo.  The episode was the one where the birds start attack a lady with a baby in a park.  and some hidden fear of birds. 
I was living in a run down appointment.  My friend, Adam Simon, was living in the flat below mine.   The dream featured a bald eagle.  The bald eagle was eating my arm. Then the bird would fly threw Adams open window.   So, with incredible strength, I grabbed the eagle.  I then threw the bird into the oven.   I did not want a bald eagle eating me.
 My family then appeared. They were there for thanksgiving. 
Then I had a conversation with Adam Simon:
Adam:  That was my eagle.Me: Dude, the bird was eating my arm.Adam:  But it was my eagle, my pet.  
So this conversation was going to go nowhere... so of course I brought up Notre Dame Football because they were playing that day.  They were playing my Colorado Buffaloes. 
Adams dad was there for thanksgiving and I wanted to bring both Adam's dad and my dad together.  
The dream ended with Notre Dame playing.
Adam's dad (the only Jew who loves Notre Dame)  brought a bottle of fifty year old wine.  A vintage brand.
My dad accepted the gift from the opposing camp.
And then there was a wishing of Happy Hanukkah to all involved.