I went with a friend to some place, called notionally "Chattaqua" or "Chappaqua" in the NE US, some place which is faiirly densely populated but, in this dream, you get something like an acre to yourself, for you and your buddies to pitch a tent in relative peace and harmony. And, they told us that there could be bears, but we take that with a grain of salt. So we pitch our tent and start enjoying ourselves; the first day, I'm sitting in the tent and this bear comes along and starts browsing around; I'm a bit scared but playing it cool. At some point he lays down right next to me. I'm rather nervous, but I figure that being calm is the best thing to do. So I keep going about my business, washing a pot, or relacing my boots, or something. Pretty soon, though, the bear starts talking to me. He says stuff like, "Who are you?" (He talks kind of like Eeyore, in that lazy falling tone that Eeyore uses.) And I start talking back to him. My friend is not around at the moment. We start having a whole conversation; he's real lazy and calm but I have that constant sense that he could swing his paw around and poke open my chest. I want to ask him what he's going to do that day, but I don't want to be the kind of human jerk that things every kind of animal is trying to Get Things Done, so I avoid that topic for a while, until I run out of other things to say. Then I ask him what he's going to do and he sighs, "Lay on the grass; look for food, I guess" (Remember he talks like Eeyore). This goes on for a while but eventually he wanders away; I go to find my buddy, and I remember that Flanders is also with us, but he took his family inside, to a small room inside a building, because he was too scared of the bears. When I see Flanders I want to tell him all about the bear, but he's too freaked out about something (maybe bears) and he talks a mile a minute before running off. I decide to go back to the main camp and tell somebody there. They say, "Oh, of course you got a bear," laughing. "Didn't we tell you there were bears?"

And then I start to see:

The screen is divided into nine sections, each with a looping Simpsons gag. I can only watch two of them, and I only remember one:

A guy is putting together some kind of school newsletter; he sits in the upper bowels of the school by two conveyor belts. One has "Inserts" floating by—some kind of announcements for parents—and the other one pitches downward to where the other students will come and pick up the newsletters. Our guy sits there by a little flap, taking the wide sheets, folding them over the inserts, and sticking them in the slot where they are carried down to the students below. At the moment, one of the bullies is down there waiting; he keeps throwing his backpack up the conveyor where it knocks open the slot for a second. We keep hearing the bully shouting for just a second, when the slot opens: "—DOHNAD—" (rhymes with gonad) "—DOHNAD—" "—DOHNAD—" the bully is getting more and more irritated, and the kid at the top is getting more concerned, thinking, "What is he talking about, —dohnad—?" But he keeps faithfully churning these things out. Finally, he holds the slot open for a second and hears what the bully is saying: "Don't add the announcements!" This in that mildly resentful voice that the The Simpsons bullies use. At that moment I woke up, laughing to myself over the idea that I'm Simpsons gags are being invented by my dreams.