I dreamed that I am with my dad and one or two other people who are friends of mine. While we are talking, a Vietnamese woman walks into the room to clean up – a maid. My dad begins help her clean up, since he is the friendly benevolent slave master. They are taking away long dried grass that has been hanging on the wall. And my dad seems excited – he takes the Vietnamese woman’s hands and says to her that he has been trying for a long time to find the opportunity to introduce her to me. But until now, we have never been in the same place same time. So he introduces me, and tells her that when I was a child I was a child actor who did promotions for various Vietnamese products -like television commercials. He asks me to show her my routine, so I recreate my child actor persona and begin to ride my unicycle and perform clown-like feats on it. My friend, a girl, is laughing at my antics. I do dramatic moves on the unicycle, pretend to almost fall, climb up a set of bleachers on it, and maneuver myself into dangerous situations, only to somehow escape crashing, like a good clown. I end it all with a big show-tunes style pose and outstretch of the hands, like I’m on Broadway. The Vietnamese woman acts typically subservient, smiling and giggling nervously, baring teeth, waiting for her overeager taskmasters to finish their family routine, and then is gone.
It means go to Ave. U and get Vietnamese takeout, while there pay attention to Asian girls.