My dream last night... i want to go back to sleep

ok, so bare with me, i'm a little spotty on the details... Judy, Johnny B and I went to a weekend bike race camp out in the woods. There were hundreds of cyclist there and you won money in each race, even if you came in last, somehow you got money. Judy and i were both entered in races, but different ones, and Johnny was just along for the experience, which of course meant he had no money and was getting no money so he was living thru the week on the cheep, hitting up girls and making new friends to get food and drugs and what not. When the three of us arrived at the race camp there was a Judges council on one side of a giant room with about 12 people sitting up who were to be the deciders of each race... Dinna was on the Judges council, but never said anything to me the entire dream, she just looked at me with a blank almost like she didn't even know me kind of stare.... Franko was one of the riders and we were neck and neck in the first race for a while until i managed to pass him and come in third. when franko did finish he fell on the floor of the giant room before the judges and no one did anything, so i jumped over the bar (did i mention there was a bar?) and grabbed some water then flung myself back over the bar to splash his face and revive him. Again the judges just stared down at us... judging... with judy with me we took Franko to our camp which was on isle three of the grocery store in the giant room... Johnny B was nowhere to be found. it was time for the dance competition, but i didn't have a partner, Judy was looking for JB for her partner, but he was off drinking beers in front of a punk house with some random boys doing laundry in washing machines in their yard. Johnny was wearing no shoes... Thats when i met the woman from Argentina. She was tall and beautiful, a lot older, probably fifty, but she looked good, streaks of gray in her jet back hair and a long South American dress with red and white flowers on it. when she took my hand we both instantly knew the most amazing dance steps, "i've never been much of a dancer," i told her, and she admitted the same. we danced the night away making moves towards Johnny or Judy or Franko in order to check up on them or see if they were doing alright. She invided us all on a trip to Argentina with her, but she was leaving that night, in her 67 Cadillac convertible, blizzard white with plush interior and a modern computer system like the kit car from nightrider... we all accepted the offer except Franko, he wanted to finish the bike competition. So we piled in and left camp with our winnings and headed out. Judy and Johnny both requested a plus one so we stopped in Portland to pick up their better halves and we were on our way south on the 101 with the wind in our hair and the world at fingers when... i woke up.