I had a dream about a party at my parent’s house with tons of random “family” members, even dead ones.
Melissa Joan Hart was there and she knew me and waved. A pair of twin brothers named Eddie and Edik I hadn’t met before were also there.
There was some sort of evaluation sheet that allowed me to jump back and forth to see their degradation in smartness or something and if they changed over time, it would give a status about them.
In the family room, I wanted wine but my mom would keep pouring watered-down sparkling water and then pour some wine afterwards, despite not wanting that. I finally took the wine myself and then left to go to another room.
In the other room was a room full of young hipster-type people. I was done with my “family” and decided to go into the next room with those people. They were all huddled around the couch playing some board game, and there was about 15 to 20 of them and not all of them were playing. They all looked at me but didn’t know who I was. I said “Hi, my name is Dave and I’m an alcoholic” as a joke, but they thought I was serious and asked if I was an alcoholic.
I remember something about “The Mayor” (not a real person) showing up at the party and then all of a sudden there were gun shots or something like that, someone was trying to kill him or me, I don’t know. I woke up at that point.