tranny talking to person on a carrot

there where a lot of things happening at once. I was with alexander giving a tour of the pasadena museum of history. It looked more like my grandmothers house then uc santa cruz. diane seigel came up to me and asked me to do something. egle was there and we saw this really cool shack with a bunch of stuff in it. there was a white bird cage and a black cloth draped over a seat. it was really shallow not much room. I turned around and there was the empty parking lot. it looked like santa cruz. then there was a building with all glass windows. there were people inside at a special reception. i hadn't been invited. i think i could have gone in but i don't know if i didn't want to or if i would have felt unwanted. it was all dark and there was a gorgeous veiw. i thought i should be able to see the ocean from there and i think i did. then i was at someones house. their whole family was there. they were talking to my mom and brothers and rushing around doing things. I sat in a corner watching tv and making a ham and bacon sandwhich. not to eat, just to make. someone walked up to me and sai, thats something i would have done. and i wanted to make it clear i didn't want to eat it just to make it. suddenly i was in the tv show. it was a murder mystery. there was a big dark guy. dark as in hazy and mysterious not black. i think he might have been green. he also might have been a rat. but a big rat. we were in the marcellus wallace's house (pulp fiction) the rat/man was going to kill someone. maybe me. i was lookin for a place to hide. i think i went to the museum. then i was with a woman. maybe a transvestite, i'm not sure. then there was some one on a peice of carrot(shaped more like a french fry) who she was talking to. this had some great significance to the murder. it might have been me on the carrot fry, again i'm not sure. this is how it ended