Night of October 27, 1990. Saturday.

I am on the north-side of La Crosse, walking along, I believe, Avon Street, although I go down different streets over time, mostly northbound. Over time, as I am walking at a slow, enjoyable pace, I notice that there is a giant boombox (most with a built-in giant cassette player - implying the usage of a giant cassette) near certain houses, quite a few, in fact, many of interesting different styles, but mostly silver and black with red and green lights in sparse areas on the surface - sometimes with a large bluish window representing the realistically rendered (dream-wise) radio bandwidth display. However, no music is coming out of any of the speakers, although at times there is a barely audible chiming sound. They are about a foot or two taller than I am in most cases. It seems to be very mystical at one level, yet almost reminds me of a potential "vehicle" of sorts to fly in (but only vaguely). The detail of these large objects is quite vivid. I do notice moving lights on some of them at times, creating a sense of mystery. In total (geometrical) volume, they probably match that of a pickup truck or van.

For some reason, this weird scene does not instigate a response of questioning the unusual nature of it. It seems fairly late at night (but with an implied full moon) and there are no other people around anywhere, not even any cars being driven around. The boomboxes are always on the front lawn of a person's home, but just a foot or so off from the sidewalk and perpendicular to the sidewalk in most cases.

Eventually, I come to the more commercial intersection at Gillette Street, and am across from the IGA store. The two-storey house nearest the gas station across from the IGA store is hit by a flying saucer (which comes down at a forty-five degree angle from the west) with the word "aliens" in all uppercase glowing white letters along the side (there is a slight uneasiness about it being near the gas station but nothing happens in that regard). I do not even question the ridiculous nature of why a supposedly alien spacecraft would have the English word "aliens" on its side. All the lights in the house are suddenly on and a large number of small red aliens with their hands up (half the height of an adult person) rush around, out of the house and back in several times, but they do not leave the lot/property or pose a threat of any kind. It strongly reminds me of what ants do when their nest is disturbed or perhaps a Keystone Kops film. Therefore, there is a slight ambiguity here. I am not sure if the aliens came from the flying saucer that had just crashed, or if the ship had been piloted by a different race of aliens and disturbed the "Martians" when it crashed into "their" house.

Mostly, it seems obvious that these aliens came from the saucer immediately after it crashed, although I am not sure if it was by accident or intent. It is hard to say. I rarely dream of aliens in any serious or realistic sense and even when my dream is somewhat realistic in some ways, the aliens are usually in hiding from humans.