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No kidding! WOW! I like that a lot of your daily interests show up in the dream. All the technical stuff you know and work on! Have you ever had a girl who wouldn't take no for an answer, a stalker? If not I would say this dream is a direct reflection on your re-working old computer, TV, radio's all that stuff I don't understand but ultimately admire your skill in doing. So, the evil garbage that is junking up the planet is the original evil Christine and all the "finds" you turning into modern working computer stuff is the new positive Christine! VERY COOL DREAM!!! I am impressed with your memory to detail! Thanks for sharing that! Amazed that it is true! Impressive!
I had my two Leslies hooked up to the B-3 in stereo so yeah, and my 1958 Plymouth Fury could actually handle carrying the B-3 in a trailer along with the other equipment, so we toured until I woke up, but the best part of the dream was when me and my friends including my 1958 Plymouth Fury defeated Christine, anyway, here's another cool dream, I was driving my 58 Plymouth to my friends place, carrying my Hammond and two Leslie's in the trailer, I unloaded and then all of a sudden an old guy came to us with a bunch of old TVs & computers, plus another second hand B-3! It was a NOS B-3, all of it was free, so we tested the Hammond and it just needed oil in the tone generator to run, and I had my other B-3 as a backup organ, I also heard that another spree of car related killings had come up, and I thought "oh no, not Christine again" so we went to investigate one scene, which was ironically at the dump. The guy that got killed was parking near the electronics bin to unload some vintage console TVs, I took the TVs before I investigated how the guy was killed, and after I took the TVs home, then went back and investigated, the guy looked like he had been run over plenty of times by Christine, so I called up the police, since I was a police detective who was also a musician in the dream, and the head of the department said that this was the 47th car related killing in a year, so I got my buddy to get the coroner to get an autopsy, and the coroner was right, it was a car related killing, so I went to the parking lot at that convenience store where I last saw Christine back a few weeks ago, I went inside the store and bought a sausage roll and some Doritos, and a hotdog, so I went into my car to eat and then all of a sudden I see Christine, waiting for another kill, and believe it or not there was no one in the drivers seat, My car and myself were horrified to see that, and Christine's radio played a song that I liked. Buddy Holly's rave on, but my car played That'll Be The Day, so I stayed put in my car, which ironically is the same car as Christine, same colour even but different serial number, the old guy that once owned my car said that his neighbour owned Christine, and his neighbour would have gotten into a load of trouble if he owned a possessed car, back then, so I went home and told my girlfriend about it and she said I should get more into the case, so I went to the old house where Christine used to sit, and the old guy that owned her had died the day before so I got the coroner to the house to take his body for an autopsy, and the results came back as a suicide via car exhaust fumes, so that was peculiar, so I went home, loaded up the police software on my Commodore 64, and contacted my buddies about it, and we had 3 cops me and my two buddies investigating the case, and sure enough, we were using my car which was a twin of Christine, which had never gotten into evil. So my car was a bit of a lovable thing like Herbie but in a bigger size and different make and different colour, so we went back to the gas station to fill up my car, and believe it or not it was $1 a gallon so my car costed $20 to refill, which was cheap enough, and then the night after I refilled my car, Christine was there, looking for another kill, so she drove herself into the station and killed the clerk 
so we took action, ran after her with a steamroller, so we flattened Christine down then sent her to the crusher, thank god my car wasn't hurt in this wild goose chase, then my band had a gig the day after, so I packed up my two B-3s and four Leslie's into the big trailer. Plugged them in hooked them up and then started playing our set, then at the end of the set, there was something big and red in the audience, and it turns out it was Christine, so the car goes around killing people in the audience and we still play, somehow we don't hear this all, but the cops came after that car, my radio went off and I replied "Sir, is that Christine that just killed half our audience?" And my superior said yes, so I still played and my buddies left to go after her, I called up a few people onto the stage to fill in for them, we ended the set with Spencer Davis Group's Gimme Some Lovin, and then I packed up my B-3s and Leslie's after the song ended, put them in my trailer and went home. Watched a bit of TV on the 1959 HMV TV I found off that dead guy at the dump. I then got a phone call off Jimi Hendrix saying their band needed an organist, so I packed up my B-3s and Leslie's again and went to where they were playing, I set up and then we played my favourite songs off them, Hey Joe, Voodoo Child and all the others I liked , and then when the gig ended, Jimi helped me pack up my B-3 and Leslies and my second B-3 and Leslies, I went home, went to sleep and then I woke up, that's the end of it, I am sure my buddies caught Christine and have her cornered, My car is still sitting in my dream garage, and still sleeping soundly, and my TV is surely still running, that's the end
