NEW YORK EARTHQUAKE DREAM

A dream that I was in New York, in a high rise and me and some friends... not friends in real life but in the dream only... were about to have a party. My dog, who died a few years back, Chuy, was there and I was worried about her. I left her in the room and went downstairs to a big plush party, and as I went outside to use my cell phone, a giant earthquack erupted. I didn't feel the initial jolt. A pretty girl told me it was happening and then we walked down the city street and I was protecting her, making sure we weren't underneath anything. On all sides of us, parts of bridges were falling and people, unseen, were dying. Then I worried about Chuy, my dog. This is a strange aspect because Chuy died two years ago and when she was alive I used to have reoccuring dreams about her disapearing, usually towards the end of the dream which would cause stress for me to wake up. I didn't wake up. Instead I went upstairs. Jane Fonda was in my hotel room with some guy, a convict of some sort, really scary type, gruff and honest. He was threatning to ruin the bar that had china plates and expensive glasses. I told the guy, "Don't ruin my stuff. Ask Jane about things that cost a lot of money." I was referring to her wealth; the wealth she had even before she earned her own money (from her dad Henry). Jane came in from the kitchen and joined in on breaking my dishes. I took out my cell phone, went downstairs and then outside, and tried calling the police. I told them that Jane Fonda, the actress, was ruining my plates, and even told them "This may sound completely ridiculous, but..." Oh and somewhere in the middle of the dream there was a questionaire-poll thing I was supposed to fill out in order to win money, with actors names and it was really hard writing and completing these forms... kind of like when your feet won't move when trying to run away.