* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

I was in a car with a girl. I was on the driver's side, but I was a passenger. The girl said, "I once dated one of you" referring to having dated a Jew. I slap/pushed her leg for saying that, but she didn't mean anything bad by it, and neither did I.

Having pushed her leg, I "touched" her, which opened up the field for us to get more personal. We were then in a restaurant and she sat closer to me.

Someone I know H came over and started acting like a mad man asking "WHAT IS GOING ON" and waving his hands around, then went off into the restaurant kitchen, as he was staff.

Alone, the girl and I kissed, though that wasn't vivid, and it was only one kiss, though a long one.

The dream faded from there.

A good night dreaming; a poor night for recall.

I do remember a girl having some issue which I forgot, then telling me about another issue. I wanted to guess the second problem. I guessed that a restaurant was advertising for a hair-loss product. The girl then showed me the top of her head. She had a balding problem, but bad.

I guessed that there was a new system of hair replacement that worked by replacing hair, but without having to cut those x's in your scalp. She showed me the top of her head and showed me large patches that were going to be replaced at one time.

The thing about this dream is how vivid it was. The dream itself wasn't that good--not the little part I can remember anyway.

Driving Danger

I was in a car with a couple friends; a girl was driving. We were going to my house and we were close, but somehow she took a wrong turn and we were immediately in a very bad part of town.

By a false memory, I recognized where we were. I told her to be careful and don't stop for any of the people on the street. We There was debris from trees all over the street as though there had been a storm and city workers had piled it up into huge piles.

The street was littered with debris. We drove over the leaves and came to a pile that I wasn't sure we could get by. The pile was about 10 feet high and took up almost the entire road. There were 4 or 5 guys talking by it and we had to drive by them. They were drug dealers. They were the guys I was afraid of.

We made it past them and kept driving. There were more piles of leaves everywhere, and the street was still full of debris.

Alien Golf

I was in a restaurant at night. It was a weird floor plan as though it were in the trees and you had to take narrow walk-ways to get through the restaurant.

There was something going on but I can't remember it really. I just remember coming out and there was a guy standing in the center of a circular platform in a sheet that made him look like the statue of liberty. It was a guy that I met at a softball game IWL. He had a red shirt on at the game. Outside it was day time.

I thought it was weird that he would be standing there in that sheet, and I thought it was weird that it looked like stone, just like the statue of liberty. I looked more closely to see how it worked and saw a pattern on the sheet. It was little orange things. Maybe they were rabbits.

Now I looked up to see what he was looking at. There were two construction cranes. On opposite sides of statue-man, their long booms reached out. Things were attached to the booms as if welded on until the cranes formed a circle around statue-man. The things welded to the cranes were metal circles, but they were more artistic than simple discs. There were lots of figures of different sizes, but as the circles met at a certain point, there were just these jagged discs until the circle around this city square was complete.

The man and I looked up at this towering thing. Where the two objects met, the cranes were now as arms creating metal golfers a hundred feet tall. They were getting ready to put.

Now the putters were little smurfy alien type creatures, no a golf course, and it was night again. The balls were glowed green. The course seemed to be all lit up by the glowing balls in holes around the course. It also seemed as though there were glowing bushes, but only a few, because the balls seemed to be the major lighting force. It was a beautiful course all lit up at night.

One of the alien things took a ball out of a hole. The ball belonged to another alien. The alien was upset because the balls cost about $500,000.00.; the dollar amount was completely out of context vs. the alien's net worth however.

The alien that was just ripped off decided to go home. In his little villiage, he was outside his hut and decided to go home. His place was glowing also, and since his pool was glowing (I didn't actually see the pool), an alien who didn't live there said, "Time for LOVE IN THE POOL!"

The alien who owned the home looked distrought because his day was going so badly.

Dream skip

I'm in a kind of class room. I have a bunch of albums, some new. I bought them, but I have no idea what the new ones are. The class is discussing how everyone is saying that something is not popular when it is. I chimed in how it was like Syd Barret. Everyone says he's not popular, but everyone keeps talking about him.

Then I start singing one of his songs Opel. Statue-man is by me but acting more normal. I think he was wearing the same red shirt he was wearing at the softball game.

When I would get stuck on a line, he would finish it, though it was obviously me finishing the line as a dreamer because I was having trouble creating the line for the guy in the red shirt...as a dreamer.

Dream skip

I'm watching a soap opera in real life? There was a building you might see in a Mexican/Spanish soap. There was a fancy structure with wrought iron designs that you could see through into a courtyard.

The building was on fire, though I didn't see the fire. The wrought iron was broken away from where it was supposed to connect. There was a space about six inches to get through.

A big, hansom man went through the tiny space to save someone. I noted how ridiculous it was that he could get through that tiny space. He went through, and then helped a man get out of the structure.

I don't remember anything until I started to realize I was becoming lucid. There were a few women. I saw them in a rather baron environment. I realized I was lucid and decided to go for one of them.

I got one and leaned her back to lay her down. I'm always afraid I'll wake up, so I decided to get her clothes off as I was bringing her down. I lay her down with my left hand, and raised her tight, pink, cotton dress with my right. By the time she was on the ground, I had her exposed.

I nommed on her breast for a short time, and had an FA.

I was in a restaurant in a booth. There were two blonde women at the table. One was paying her check with a credit card. I reached out to take it wondering if I was lucid and thinking it would be no harm. She retracted the card and I got nervous. I tried to explain I thought I was having a lucid dream.

She didn't get it. I asked her if she had ever had a dream where she knew she was dreaming...the old explaining lucid dreaming routine.

She seemed relatively interested, but she and her friend left. I was left alone. The restaurant was noisy. I wondered what all the commotion was. I finally leaned up to see a T.V. with the picture of a U.S. soldier in Iraq. I asked if someone was talking to their husband in Iraq. They said no.

I was a little "confus" and got tired of the noise, so I left. I went outside to see another dirt road with some women up ahead. I realized again, I'm dreaming!

All the women were unattractive, obese black women. I flew towards them hoping to find a cute one. No such luck. I kept flying down the road. I flew through a shanty town. On either side of the road, there were shacks made of metal roofing material. All had their back side to the road.

As I flew down the road, I looked at the homes and noticed everyone had a goat. Some people had two. I thought I should fly to the front of the homes, but I kept straight.

I finally came upon a young woman with strawberry blonde hair. She could have looked better. I looked away and looked back and she looked a bit better.

I looked for a place to lay her down. I saw an black iron bath tub that would never hold enough water to bathe in. It only came up about as high as a black iron pan.

I decided that would be too cold. I didn't want to lay her down in the dirt though. I went to lay her down so as not to waste any time, and a piece of plastic appeared under her. That was convenient.

I lay her down the same as with the first one, lifting her dress as I lay her down. Again, I nommed on her perfect breasts for a while, glad this is one of my few lucid capabilities.

I didn't want to leave her breast, but I wanted to taste her lips. I began to kiss her. It was yummaliscious. As I kissed her, I touched her below. She finally got into it (my DC's are often rather lifeless). She moaned, "Oh don't..." but she sounded like she was in ecstasy.

I don't remember the order of these dreams very well. I know that at one point in my FA, I was so mad that I had awakened from a lucid that I made an angry face gritting my teeth at which point I saw a yellow mist with a face gritting its teeth. I thought that made sense. I was seeing my emotion.

Also, between lucid's my alarm went off. I snoozed it and went back to bed and had the second lucid. I actually think I had two FA's, but I'm only certain of one.

Mixed in there, likely somewhere around the restaurant scene was another dream I had where I was in the office of an ogf Jennifer M. She looked great. Her office was positively opulent.

We were going to go somewhere, but she left and I stayed looking at a door that was right at a window looking several stories below. I liked the door to nowhere. Then I noticed another one.

I eventually left and saw a restaurant for the office building workers. It was dark and cozy, though a bit sterile. I walked through thinking how much I liked that an office cafeteria would make the dining room dark for an intimate environment at work.

As I came out, Jennifer came back to get me. I was kind of sad because she had such a good job and I didn't. She said she could get me an application. She walked over to an executive who gave her one. She came back and said, "I told you I could get you an application!" I was still sad because she could get anything with her looks and it had nothing to do with me deserving a job.

I then saw a vignette type corridor where the walls looked like an alien planet's cave landscape. I asked Jennifer to walked into it so I could take a picture of her. She did, though I never actually took the picture.

Picking Up My Daughter

I had to pick up my daughter from school. The clock said 3:14. I probably didn't see the numbers strange because
the dream was not vivid.

Your Truck is Fixed

My mechanic called and told me my truck currently in the shop, is fixed. It would cost $114.00.
I told him I loved him because he always treats me right. My real bill will be closer to $600.00

This led into being at a restaurant where something was going on with the staff. They were involved in something.
Someone was talking to the owner about doing a survey. They wanted to use the restaurant as a church on sunday
to get a bunch of people there so that they could do a survey for something (?) on everyone who showed up.
The owner didn't want to use the restaurant for another business purpose.