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    1. Another Facepalm Morning – Missed Signs (Fragments)

      by , 05-30-2016 at 03:28 PM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: May 30, 2016 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)

      1. I am at my lab bench trying to turn on the two LED goose-neck lamps above my bench. The lights will not turn on when I flip the switch, so I reach in and check the bulb. The left lamp shorts out and makes sparks when I twist the bulb. The right lamp has no bulb in it at all. I completely disregard the classic light-switch dream sign, and even more stupidly tell myself, “Oh well, the lights are not supposed to work in a dream anyway.”

      2. I am helping a friend sand rusty spots on a trailer before repainting it. We are using ridiculously small pieces of sand paper that are not much larger than my finger tip. It must be magical sand paper though, because all the rust is gone with one gentle swipe, leaving the metal shiny clean.

      It seems that I’ve improved my recall recently, but now I’m back to ground-zero on dream signs and triggers. *adds to-do list item: NOTICE DREAM SIGNS!!!
    2. Flying Sea Containers (Fragment)

      by , 05-30-2016 at 03:43 AM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: May 29, 2016 – 6:30AM (USA Eastern)

      I am riding in my dad’s truck down an everyday stretch of road. I suddenly hear a loud aircraft behind us so I turn around to see what it is. To our left, I see four sea containers that are attached together and are flying low over a shopping center. As I watch them fly very low over the road behind us, I question, “How is that thing even flying?” Moments later, it crashes into the ground and pulls down a bunch of wires and a traffic light pole.

      As I awaken, I say, “...yep, that happens every day. Nothing to see here, move along. “
    3. Strange Toilets / Epic Dreamsign FAIL

      by , 01-12-2016 at 05:43 AM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: January 11, 2016 – 6:30AM (USA Eastern)

      I am standing near a fast food restaurant and realize that I have to use the bathroom. I walk inside and find the restroom door. When I walk through the door, it leads back outside into a chain-link fenced in area behind the restaurant. I walk up to this ring of strange looking toilets that are unusually high on a pedestal and have no walls around them. They are more like small sinks and they have foot pads beside them and no seat of any kind. There is a little stick figure illustration showing how to stand up and squat over it. I look around for a moment and see that there are several people walking around a car wash just ahead of me and everyone in the drive-thru is just outside the fence. There is no possibility of privacy here, but I really have to go. There are some other people using these things, so I figure it can’t be that bad after all. Looking around a bit more, I stop and think to myself, “This is just a dream. I don’t have to worry about anyone watching me poop.” I try to climb on top of one of the toilet things, but it is almost impossible to balance myself on the foot pads and get my pants off at the same time. I step back down and take off my pants, then climb back up. Realizing that I forgot to remove my undies, I struggle for a bit to take them off, then I end up waking up.
    4. Shrinking Motorcycle / Meeting Andrej Pejic

      by , 09-22-2015 at 04:34 AM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: September 21, 2015 – 6:15AM (USA Eastern)

      I ride a motorcycle into the parking deck by the courthouse. At the entrance, there is a sign that says there is a special motorcycle parking area on the top level. I wind my way through the parking deck and end up at an area where the lane ends into a doorway. I shut off my bike and walk it toward the door. As I approach, a cop comes outside and points to a smaller pathway behind me and says, “That's where the motorcycles go.”

      I turn around and walk the bike down the path and find that I am on a sidewalk which splits at the edge of the parking deck. To my right is a driver training course on which someone is taking their driving test on a horse. I stare for a moment in disbelief, shake my head, then turn the other way and push the motorcycle down the sidewalk. As I am walking, the motorcycle seems to get smaller. After a bit of walking, I look to my left and see a couple of people hanging out in a Jeep on the other side of a small parking lot. There are a couple of kids sitting on the back seat of the jeep and an older woman sitting in the passenger seat. A familiar looking guy with long blonde hair is standing next to it, watching me walk by. I wave and move on.

      As I continue walking, I notice that the motorcycle has shrunk to the size of a child's dirt bike. I pick up the bike with one hand and keep on walking. After a bit I look left again and see another group of people hanging out around an old Ford Bronco. Taking a closer look, it looks like almost the same group of people. I stop and stare at them for a moment and the two kids look at me, then turn and run off. The older lady gets out of the truck and wanders off as I start walking toward. The blonde guy just stands there, staring at me as I walk up. As I get closer, I realize that it's Andrej Pejic standing there.

      I can't believe my eyes, so I walk up and say, “There is no way that you are actually standing in front of me.” as I become lucid. I feel a tingling throughout my body as the dream quickly destabilizes. Before fading out, I look at Andrej and smile while saying, “You're so pretty! I love your hair!” then I wake up.
    5. Wedding After-Party / Graphical Music / Ecstasy / Nice Kiss

      by , 03-04-2015 at 02:49 AM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: November 20, 2014 – 8:15PM (USA Eastern)

      (Note: I came home from doing a training class and felt tired, so I took a nap. After this epicness, I will do this more often – hopefully without losing so much detail during logging.)

      I am at wedding reception party with several friends and more. We're in a basement room of a building and it is well furnished. There are many sofas and lounges all around and, as usual, the party is divided into many smaller groups. I am toward the front of the room, hanging out with some of my familiar friends. We're drinking beer and taking turns playing music on the sound system. There is a CD player and my computer is set up with my entire /media/mp3 folder structure.

      The music comes to an end and the announcer says that the newlyweds are going to enjoy a private kiss. I turn and look just as curtains are beginning to close around them. Deciding to be a smart ass, I get up and walk over to my computer and find my porn soundtrack collection and play the Debbie Does Dallas intro part. Strangely, that is not what plays. It is a rather chill drum-n-bass track, maybe something by LTJ Bukem that actually plays. I sit back down, confused as to why the computer played the wrong track, because I don't want anyone to peek out from behind the curtain and see that it was me that played it. I just sit there slightly annoyed as it plays out.

      As I'm waiting for it to end, I sneak a cable into the sound mixer to my phone and turn up the channel. When the track ends, I open up Pandora on my phone and it comes up with a bunch of geometric shapes on the bottom line and a blank top line. I stare at it for a second, then drag one of the shapes from the bottom line to the top. Hard drum-n-bass suddenly starts playing loud. I drag another couple of shapes to the top like and find out that each symbol represents a loop of music as they are playing through and repeating. A couple of people get up and start dancing and are shortly followed by some others. One guy comes over and looks at my phone and says, “That's kinda cool, what is it?” I reply, “It was supposed to be Pandora, but they must have done something really weird on that last update.” I hand him the phone saying, “Here, you figure this mess out.”, then I get up.

      I walk toward the back part of the room and see that the newlywed couple are still in the curtain area. I pass them and go to the back area where there are a lot of people who look like they are absolutely faced on E. I can feel the energy of them all and wander a bit until I find a guy who is as connected to sensation as I am. I walk toward him and look into his eyes as I lightly brush against his arm. He opens his eyes wide and stares at me, saying , “I felt that!”, followed by a big smile. I smile back at him as I move toward the end of the couch he is laying on. I turn and look down at him and he reaches up and grabs me by my hair and pulls me into a kiss. It's quite enjoyable for a moment before I suddenly wake up.
    6. Dumpster Diving in an Abandoned Warehouse

      by , 09-07-2014 at 06:58 PM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: September 7, 2014 – 9:45AM (USA Eastern)

      I am with my dad and brother, walking into an abandoned warehouse in which there are pallet racks loaded with boxes of what looks to be electrical materials. Some of the boxes are broken, spilling their contents onto the floor. One of the spilled boxes contained light switches which are now scattered across the floor. We walk to the end of the row and turn up an aisle, looking down the rows as we walk. In one row is an old forklift with a puddle of oil under it. At the end of the aisle, we stop at a dumpster and I can see several bags of colorful crimp-on electrical connectors that have been discarded.

      Liking the colors, and deciding that I must have these in my collection of junk, I lean into the dumpster and retrieve a box of bagged connectors and hand them to my brother to put in the car. I reach into the dumpster again and upright a spilled box and load it with several bags of colorful connectors, then hand it to my brother. Again, I lean in and start to load a spilled box when a couple of bees fly up from the right side of the dumpster, fighting each other. My dad is talking about the bees, stating that they do not sting, but they can bite really bad. I think nothing of it and continue to fill a box. One of the bees buzzes by my head and I swat it away. It bites my hand upon contact then flies off. I put another bag into the box, then the bee flies up and bites my back and I wake up.
    7. Demo Software / Malfunctioning Camera (Fragment)

      by , 09-04-2014 at 06:03 AM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: September 1 , 2013 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)

      I'm messing around with some kind of demo software on a server and I'm trying to remember exactly what it does. It seems like it runs some kind of data collection. The server is on a table and is all banged up. I remove the cover and see that one of the memory slots has some corrosion on it. I pull the memory card out and half of the card edge is missing. It looks like it just corroded away. I grab my camera and take a couple of pictures of the server internals. The camera is behaving strangely. The auto-focus is not working at all so I put it in manual. After failing at a couple of pictures, I give up.
    8. Swimming

      by , 09-04-2014 at 06:02 AM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: August 4, 2013 – 5:00AM (USA Eastern)

      I'm with a whole bunch of people and we're in some kind of a swimming competition through some caverns behind a waterfall. As we are swimming into the caverns, we arrive at a standing column of water which defies gravity. It goes up for a bit and disappears into a cave. I can see far into the bottom, but cannot tell where it goes. A couple of the guys jump into it, so I take a couple deep breaths then jump in and swim all of the way to the bottom. It turns at the bottom then goes back up for a bit before exiting into the river just below the falls. I climb out and walk back to the caverns and find a second larger column of water. I jump in with a couple of other guys and we swim all of the way down again and it exits into the river again.
    9. Warehouse / Sex

      by , 09-04-2014 at 06:01 AM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: July 31, 2013 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)

      I'm roaming around in the old building our company used to be in. I head back toward the rear of the building where the warehouse was. After a bit, I end up in a boiler room. As I am moving, I notice that I am floating off the floor a little bit. I look up toward the ceiling and see a place where a bunch of pipes go through the ceiling. I fly all of the way to the top and look back to see that there is a guy sitting on a chair in the middle of the room watching me. I fly up over the pipes and turn around to see that the guy is flying up toward me. He comes up to my level and I say, “Hi there.” He says ,”Hey.”, then he leans in and gives me a kiss. I take both of his hands and we both float back down to the floor. Once at the floor, we talk for a bit, then I just look at him and say, “Wanna make out?” He says, “Hell yeah!” We both strip naked as fast as we can and run around all over the room, kissing and making out.
    10. Trying to sleep inside a dream

      by , 10-11-2012 at 02:31 AM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: October 10, 2012 – 4:00AM (USA Eastern)

      I woke up around 4:00am and grabbed a few bottles of water from the kitchen as I had run out of stock on my night stand. I returned to bed and quickly drifted back to sleep.

      I open my eyes and find myself laying on my bed. I reach for a bottle of water on my night stand, but there are no bottles there. I roll over and look on the floor beside the bed only to see that there are many empty bottles on the floor. Feeling too lazy to get up and retrieve more water, I close my eyes and try to return to sleep.

      After trying for a bit, I open my eyes again and realize that I'm simply too awake to return to sleep. I lay there for a bit, thinking that maybe I should try a WILD or something. As I lay there, I notice that the room is almost completely dark instead of having the usual light from the kitchen shining up the stairwell. I discard the observation, thinking that the bulb must have just burned out or something.

      Once again, I look for a bottle of water, but none are to be found. I just close my eyes again and drift off...

      When I wake up, I see that there are about 12 bottles of water on the night stand and none on the floor. I cuss myself for a bit, then scribble on my journal for a quick moment before rushing off to work.

      Updated 10-12-2012 at 10:04 AM by 36447 (Wrong color/category.)

    11. Snow Storm / 8:88 PM / Talking Horse

      by , 10-08-2012 at 12:47 AM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: October 7, 2012 – 7:00PM (USA Eastern)

      (Note: After an exhaustive weekend running sound at an electronic music festival, I get back home and decide to take an early evening nap after surfing the 'net for a bit.)

      I am sitting in my truck in the driveway of my parent's old house. My Mom is in the driver's seat, talking to Dad on the phone and I am in the passenger seat. My brother is sitting in the back seat playing with a small electronic game. The weather is mixed rain/snow and the snow is building up on the trees on the mountain. Occasionally, the snow falls from the trees and a couple of small branches break off as the snow crashes to the ground. My brother jumps out of the back seat of the truck and runs off. I roll down the window so I can hear the snow falling from the trees.

      Mom finishes up on the phone and tells me that Dad's flight was diverted because of the storm and he is currently in Delaware. She said it would be another 2-3 hours before he could get a different flight home. I told Mom, “I'll pick him up at the airport. Just let me know when he is supposed to arrive.” I look at my watch and see that it is 8:88PM. I just roll my eyes and look out the window again.

      I see my brother running into the woods. Once into the woods, he fires off a couple of shots with his rifle. I get out of the truck and quickly follow him into the woods. When I get there, he tells me that he just threw the smaller rifle back the trail because it jammed. He walks off and reloads the larger rifle. As I walk back the trail to retrieve the jammed rifle, I see that there is a horse hanging out in the woods just a bit further back. As I approach, I can hear that the horse is laughing and exchanging jokes with my brother. I walk up to the horse and exchange a hi-5 and a fist bump. As I walk away, the horse says, "have a good one, dude!", then laughs some more.

      I walk across a small bridge over a stream and look at my watch again. It says 8:88PM. I tap the watch face a couple of times and look again. It still says 8:88PM.

      Suddenly, I wake up. I lay in bed for a moment with the palm of my left hand firmly planted against my forehead. Once I confirm that I have clear recall, I get up to write this DJ entry. As I walk to the computer, I cuss myself for missing so many obvious dream signs.
    12. Firewall Troubles

      by , 09-30-2012 at 06:06 AM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: September 29, 2012 – 6:45AM (USA Eastern)

      I am working on some of the networking equipment at the office. I punch down a couple of cables into the patch bay, then run patch cords over to the switch. As soon as I plug in the last patch cord, I hear a click followed by a fan spinning down. I look to my right to see that one of my co-workers had just turned off the power switch on the firewall. She looks at me and says, “I turned it off because it was getting too warm.” I replied, “You do know that you just turned off the whole Internet, right?” She said, “Oops.” and then walked away.

      For some reason, the firewall is out of its chassis and is sitting on a shelf. The bare circuit board is resting on a telephone book and the power supply is dangling off to the side with its cable plugged into the board. I reach back over and turn on the power switch and the fan spins back up. When I pull my hand back from the switch, I bump into the cables and knock the circuit board off the telephone book. The front of the board touches the metal shelf and makes a couple of sparks. Immediately, the hard drive in the firewall starts making the click of death.

      Realizing that the firewall is now completely fucked, I wander over to the R&D lab to see if there is an extra firewall laying around. As I walk by the boss's office, I see that his door is closed and the doorknob is missing. I knock on his door to tell him that the Internet will be down for a little while, but I get no answer. I continue down the hall to the R&D storage room. When I enter, the light will not turn on. I look at the switch and it is in the up position. I flip it down and up again, but no light.

      I suddenly wake up, thinking about the light switch not working. Chances are, I was on the verge of lucidity, but shocked myself awake instead. I tried to re-enter the dream, but ended up having another short dream with zero recall.
    13. Dιjΰ vu / Mountain Trails / Underwater Bridge

      by , 05-26-2012 at 03:06 PM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: May 26, 2012 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)

      I am walking with a guy from work and we arrive at the start of a trail which looks really familiar. I know that I have been here several times before. I stop and observe as the entire course of the trail flashes through my memory in great detail. After a moment, I tell him that we should go back and get a truck because there is a bridge we cannot cross on foot.

      The trail starts in an open dirt field. To the right is a valley with a power line access lane and to the left is a wooded area. The trail goes over a rise, and then into a heavily wooded area. There are a couple of turns, then the trail leads to a river. There is a bridge which crosses the river, but it is slightly underwater. On the other side of the river the bridge also crosses a small lake, once again the surface of the bridge is slightly under the water. At the end of the bridge, there is a place to park with a trail leading up across a small ridge, then down onto a cliff-side ledge. The trail continues along the ledge for a bit, then it makes its way down to the water level. The ledge follows the river around a few bends and through a valley. For most of the journey, the ledge is wide enough to walk on comfortably. In a few spots it gets very narrow and one must hang onto the rock face to get across those areas. Eventually, the ledge disappears under the water at a large swimming hole.

      We go back to the house and load of a couple of back packs, then I wake up just as we're getting ready to leave.

      (Note: It has been a few years since I visited this place in the dream world, but I remember it well from several previous dreams. This was long before I was keeping a dream journal.
    14. Bicycle Junkyard

      by , 05-25-2012 at 02:31 PM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: May 25, 2012 – 6:30AM (USA Eastern)

      I am walking through a bicycle junkyard, looking for a different set of handlebars for my bike. I sit on a couple different bikes to check out the handlebars and the last bike I sit on turns into a flying bike. I fly over the junkyard while looking around, then wake up

      Of course, flying around on a bicycle is perfectly normal, so I certainly would not become lucid.
    15. Buying a GM Product?!

      by , 11-26-2011 at 03:26 PM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: November 25, 2011 – 8:00AM (USA Eastern)

      I am negotiating a used vehicle purchase from the farmer up the road from my house. He is selling a friend's work van, a GMC cargo van with ladder racks and utility shelves inside. He also has an older Ford 4x4 pickup for sale, but for some reason the van seems more interesting.

      He insists that I ride with him to plot out a test-drive path through one of his fields. I get into a small 4x4 pickup with him and we ride off into a field. He blasts through a relatively flat field and says, “This can be a highway test drive.” When we get to the end of the field, he drives up over a couple of dirt hills, then turns around and heads for a large dirt mound. We follow a well carved trail over the mound and through several mud holes. As we're climbing a steep slope at a lateral angle, he says, “This can be the off-road testing area.”

      Once we get back to the van, I look it over closely. There are large adhesive signs on the sides that peel off with little effort. I get into the driver seat and look at the dashboard. It has a huge array of control knobs and dials, much like an airplane cockpit. I get out, thinking that this thing is way more complicated that it needs to be. I shut the driver door and walk around to the passenger side. When I open the door, the dashboard has the standard controls and a regular steering wheel on it. I say to myself, “That's more like it...” just before waking up.

      After waking, I am a bit mad that I didn't notice the sign. Also, I would NEVER buy or own a GM or Chevrolet product.
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