...from the dark corners of my mind...

DJ Log: April 3, 2011 – 5:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I scribbled this one down early this morning, but didn't notice it until I was getting into bed just a moment ago. Hopefully this is the end of my dry spell.

I am driving into the parking lot of my old high school, as I was hired for some sort of a sound gig. It is snowing like crazy and there is well over a foot of snow on the ground. I'm towing my equipment trailer behind my straight-piped diesel battle tank. As I drive from the parking lot to the side door by the auditorium, my tires start spinning in the snow. Aggravated by this, I put my truck in 4x4, set my rev-lock at 2500 rpm, and let the spinning tires dig a pathway the rest of the way to the building. The engine is roaring strong and the turbo sounds like a jet engine preparing for takeoff. As I bog through the snow, diesel soot pours from my exhaust pipe and blackens the snow along my freshly carved ruts.

There's a huge recall gap here, including unloading and connecting all of the equipment. Could just be a gap in recall or perhaps a dream exit and re-entry.

Everyone is getting the auditorium ready for some kind of a show. There is a DJ Setting up his equipment on a table on the left side, and I am finishing the last connections to my mixer on the right side of the room. In the rear, there is a lady setting up a projector and a DVD player. She asks me for an audio cable to connect to the DVD player, which I don't have one that's long enough. I ask her for a long microphone cable so I can extend the DVD Audio cable. She brings me a messy, knotted cable which I untangle then cut the ends off. I spliced the microphone cable together with the DVD cable and connected it to my mixer.

After a bit, the doors opened and quite a many people walked in and sat down in the chairs. The DJ started playing Cheap Trick – All I Really Want to Do. Immediately, the DJ was bombarded by people telling him to turn it off and play Justin Bieber. After a couple minutes of Bieber, I decided that I had had enough of this and I wanted to go sit in my truck and listen to some psy-trance instead. I walked toward the exit door and as soon as I opened the door, I woke up.