fine whine

I wish that I could remember my dreams more coherently. This morning's only comes back to me in disjointed flashes, all so different from each other as to boggle the mind at their connection though at the time it made sense. Here are the scenes that I can remember:

• A short indoor snowball fight between myself and a long ago coworker. Very short, in fact, as it consisted of her throwing one at me (and hitting? can't remember) and me whipping one back at her. There was much more to it than that, though, as I stumbled mid throw and dropped my snowball, but in a surprisingly deft motion caught it, turned around and regained my balance, and tossed it over my shoulder so as to catch her on a bank shot off the ceiling. This is why it was important that this was indoors, I guess. Also since it was indoors there were some other people around, but the only one I can remember is the guy who played Carl, the dad, on the show with Urkel. He also appeared in Die hard and some of its sequels, but I cannot say why he would be in my dream watching a snowball fight under fluorescent lights and a drop ceiling.
• Not all of my dream was indoors. I spent some time in the woods on a trail of some sort. It had obstacles and at one point I was riding a white horse. This was neither a normal trail nor a normal horse, as he started talking to me when we reached a river with an incomplete bridge that he couldn't quite jump. I ended up on shore and he was in the water, yammering on and on about how we were supposed to get across and what we could do about it and so on. It was almost aggravating, really, and soon I found myself in the water sloshing around with some floating things (that were like logs, but not) trying to build a raft or a bridge or something. We did not make it across.
• But as I had said there was something of an incomplete bridge. Two, as I later discovered; the one to my right was built solid about half way and then stopped. The one in front of me was only the pillars without any bridge to support. Earlier I had the impression that the horse was supposed to jump on these to get us across but clearly that didn't work, but now as I watched (again from shore) some cars started driving over the bridges. One that looked like a Volvo reached the end of the bridge and splashed into the water, but not before becoming entirely white, as though glowing or covered in thick animal fur.

What do these mean? I don't have a clue. The Volvo might have come from an article I read about a design team working on a women's car (complete with lack of hood to open, I kid you not) and the snowball fight from mention of a guy in New York selling snowballs for a buck, but why the horse and the river jumping? The only exposure I had with horses recently was watching The ring and the only horses in that were black or dead. So a mystery it will remain.