Driving into a big pile of oversized napkins

I was driving my old crappy red Miata on 183, and apparently I took an off-ramp that wasn't finished yet. I drove into a massive pile of paper napkins in a shopping mall sized bookhauler bin.

Ame and I slowly got out of the car and got out of the bin, only to find out that we were in the middle of a HUGE crowd at a baseball game. We tried to get out, hoping to get to whatever urgent destination we were heading to in the first place.

At this point, and I don't know why, I was asked to spray orange liquid out of a fire hose at this gorgeous girl in a bikini, which I did with pleasure. After that was over, Ame and I tried to get out of the place so that we could get our car hauled out of the napkins.

I saw a small engraving on a wall that said "Altova". I thought for a split second - you know, there's the possibility that I'm in a dream. I glanced away, and looked back at the sign, which said "Altiva". I looked away, and read the sign again. It said "Saltenova". Sweet! I'm in a lucid dream!

So what did I do? I figured that my sister owed me a favor, so I could call her to get me out of this damn baseball game madness. Why didn't I think of flying away or talking to a complete stranger? I don't know, but as I turned around the corner to go to a phone booth, I woke up. Damn it!