Black Dahlia

Another of my very strange dreams last night. This one was full of planes and trains (no, not going in and out of tunnels -- snark). Much of it I can only remember confusedly in terms of brief images, but I do recall saying very earnestly to someone that I really wanted to see the new film The Black Dahlia, particularly because I had James Ellroy's book of it (which I don't, though I have several others of his that I haven't read yet). The only other part of the dream I remember was trying, on this train, to make a gingerbread cake with my daughter which involved placing a cookie cutter full of a frozen ice shape in the middle of the cake! Needless to say, it wasn't working out quite as I had planned. I kept taking these failed square pans full of gingerbread cake out and trying again. Then my daughter would wander away, having sensibly lost interest, and I would try to get her to come back so we could try again. Prominent themes here? Frustration, failure, and, oh, yeah --murder (via the Black Dahlia reference). Don't ask what the chunk of ice in the middle of the cake means! I have no idea! Oh, and I do remember trying to land a 1940s plane (which I knew nothing about flying) on top of the Chateau Laurier Hotel in Ottawa!