dream fragment

DJ Log: April 13, 2012 – 6:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am standing on the top of a ridge, looking down into a valley which is flooded. The flood waters are receding, revealing a path of devastation. I walk down the hill and find a black Ford ranger 4x4 with large tires on it. I get in and find that the key is hanging out of the ignition. I start it up and drive around a bit. I can get a decent running start, but it starts sliding around once I near the top of the hill. I try a few times and give up.

I'm standing at the edge of the valley, looking through some of the debris that has washed into the area. I pick up a couple of pieces and walk off, I wake up.

DJ Log: March 7, 2012 – 6:45AM (USA Eastern)
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I am standing in the front row at a Marilyn Manson concert as they are performing Angel With The Scabbed Wings.

DJ Log: December 16, 2011 – 4:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am sitting in front of my computer, logged into both DV chat and Tinychat. The text on DV chat is moving along so fast that I can't read any of it. On Tinychat, everybody's camera is upside-down. I adjust my camera, but as soon as I start to turn it, the image flips upside down again. Eventually, I give up and just settle for the upside-down video.

DJ Log: December 15, 2011 – 6:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am browsing through some boxes of records at a small record store in the mall. I find a couple of 5-LP sets that I like so I carry then over to the counter and pick up a shopping basket. Near the counter, the sales guy is in an argument with two guys about messing up his display. It looks like they may have knocked over a shelf, as there are CDs all over the floor.

I go back to the record display and dig around a bit more. I pick up a Kruder and Dorfmeister record sleeve and look inside to see that there is actually a CD in there. I quickly put it back on the shelf, then I notice that there are other boxes of records under the display that are quite disorganized. I sit down on the floor and dig through one of the boxes. While digging, one of the employees comes up to me and asks, “Can I help you find anything?” I reply, “I'm just browsing around. Thanks.” I pick up a box of 7” records to find another box under it. They kind of look like 78's, but they are only about 4” (10cm) in diameter. The employee sees me looking at these and asks, “Would you like to play any of those? There is a special player.”

He walks into the back room, then returns with a large, heavy box. He pulls out what looks like a record player without the platen on it. He plugs it in and turns it on. The shaft in the center starts to spin and he tells me to stick one of those small records on there. I look back at the box of small records, and they have all turned into wooden disks which are half-spherical in shape, perhaps like a half of a coconut shell, with a metal ring in the center which has some serrated edges on it. I pick one up and look at it strangely, then look at this player which he brought out. He says, “Just put it on and it will play.” I place one of these things on the spindle and it spins a half turn, then flops over to the side and makes a nasty scraping sound. Being disappointed with the sound, I pick up the wooden thing and put it back in the box. I tell the guy, “I'll just stick with the regular records, thanks.”

I walk away, then see a couple other people looking through some records on a table. The table is inside an aluminum and glass box which looks like a large phone booth, or perhaps a bus stop shelter. As soon as I get inside the box, the door closes behind me. A young Asian girl looks through the glass and says, “auto wash.” I try to open the door, but it is locked from the outside. Suddenly, water starts spraying all over me as if I am inside a dishwasher. I pull my phone out of my pocket and it shorts out and smokes a bit, then I drop it on the floor. I step back and try to bully my way through the door, but it won't budge. I turn around and run into the glass as hard as I can, and find myself laying on the floor outside the box.

I stand up and notice that I have immediately dried off. I look up and two guys are giving me a weird look. I look back at my clothes, then lift my arms and look at my hands. Becoming a bit suspicious, I look back at the guys and they have a terrified look on their face. I look at my hands again and become lucid. I look back at the two guys and they are stepping backwards, staring at me with terrified looks on their faces. I take a step toward them and say, “You can't fool me, I'm fucking dreaming. You missed your chance to prove otherwise.” I jump up and down and say, “Look ma, I'm fucking dreaming! Yay! Ain't this cool?”

Becoming bored with this scene, I decide to fly out through the wall and see what's on the other side. I levitate off the ground and those two guys run away as fast as they can. I look at the curtain covering a window and say, “This looks like a good spot.” I fly into the window and pass through without resistance. On the other side is the main corridor of the shopping mall. I continue flying and pass through the next wall which leads out to the street.

Once outside, I stop flying and settle onto the ground. I walk along for a bit, watching as everyone stops whatever they're doing, looks at me with a startled look, then scatters like roaches. Once I get around the corner, the DCs are not reacting as strangely. I walk along for a bit and enter a train station. The lines at the counter are long, so I reach into my pocket and summon a ticket. I pull out a ticket that says, ”Free ride anywhere you want” and then I proceed through the building and out into the terminal.

When I enter the terminal, I spot Oneironaut Zero standing near a light pole with a couple other guys. O is wearing a rainbow hat just like mine. I walk up to him and say, “I love that hat!” He laughs a bit, then continues talking with the other guys, so I start to walk away. As I turn, He says, “Hey, Jim. Sorry, I was deep in thought. You might want to watch this.” I turn around and walk back up to him to see that one of the other guys is lighting up a bowl. The guy takes a hit, then passes it to me. I fire it up, then suddenly wake up.

DJ Log: November 22 2011 – 7:45AM (USA Eastern)
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1. I am walking around at the office and hear a strange sound. I walk into our accounting/HR person's office and she has a deer fawn hanging out in there. It comes over to me and tries to climb up and lick my face, just like a dog.

2. I am working in a small room with two other people. We are setting up a bunch of telephones on a relatively small table. I keep saying that there is not enough room for 8 phones on this little table, but one of the other guys insists that it has to be done this way.

3. I wake up and realize that I am still logged into DV chat. I look at the screen and see that several more people are online. GavinGill, Erii, and Saltyseadog are rambling on about things and Seroquel is still online. I look at my desk, but there is no keyboard. Then I *really* wake up to the sound of a phone ringing and go to my computer to find that Seroquel is still online, but the other 3 are not. Also, there was no phone ringing.

DJ Log: November 17, 2011 – 4:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am sitting on front of my computer, scrolling backwards through "Post Pictures of Yourself" thread. There were several familiar names, but I am unable to recall them. As I was browsing, a couple of the pictures would animate, give me a dirty look, then climb out of the screen and walk out of the room.

DJ Log: November 2, 2011 – 7:45AM (USA Eastern)
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(Fragment 1.) I am sitting in my old bedroom at my parent's house, hanging out with my brother. We're talking about switching bedrooms because he needs the bigger room, and I can take the smaller room because I also have an office downstairs.

(Fragment 2.) I am at my parent's old house, hanging out in front of the garage with a couple of friends and a bunch of relatives. We're sitting at a table, talking and looking at a some kind of electronic equipment. One of my friends gets up and gives me a hug, then starts humping my leg.

(Fragment 3.) I am inside the garage, messing around with a small lawn mower. The mower deck has been removed and the front has been heavily modified. After a bit of struggle with the controls, I start the engine and try to ride it around, but the machine is way too small to ride. I go back in the garage and pick up a bigger seat, but can't figure out how to attach it to the mower.

Notes: The common ground in these is the parent's old house. These may be fragments of a larger dream, but it's all I could recall upon waking.

DJ Log: October 19, 2011 – 6:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am walking along a wooded trail, trying to get to my workplace. As I am walking, I can see that there is a river along the trail which is flooded well over its banks. The further I walk, the higher the water gets. As I approach the building, I find that the flood waters have completely surrounded the building. In an attempt to stay out of the water, I climb up on a fallen tree and jump from tree to tree to get to the building.

Once I get to the door, I can see that the roof is leaking really bad. Water is dripping from the ceiling everywhere. The boss is in there, saying that he wants to salvage a few things before the flood ruins everything. I grab a few things off my bench, then walk over to the front office. The accounting person is not retrieving anything at all. I ask her if she wants anything out of the safe and she replies, "No." I look outside to see that the flood is getting a little bit worse. Suggesting that it's time to leave, I pick up my box of stuff and head out of the building.

DJ Log: October 2, 2011 – 5:00M (USA Eastern)
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I stop by a friend's house to help him lift a boat off the roof rack of his 4-Runner. We untie the ropes from the truck, then he spreads a tarp out on the ground. We each grab an end of the boat and lift it off the roof and place it on the tarp. He farts around with the ropes for a bit as I walk off toward the road, waking up.

DJ Log: September 27, 2011 – 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am running around naked in a large metal fabrication workshop, searching for my clothes. I find my shoes near a loading dock in the front of the shop, then find my undies hanging in the ceiling beams. I look all over the place, but I can't find my socks, pants, or shirt.

DJ Log: September 24, 2011 – 9:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am driving a friend's 6-wheel drive RC vehicle around at a park. The vehicle has a camera mounted on it and there is a small LCD monitor mounted on the remote control. I try to climb a set of wooden stairs, but I cannot see anything in the monitor. I walk up over the hill and find that the vehicle is upside-down. I upright it and climb the stairs again and it makes it all the way to the top. When it peaks the top, one of the wheels falls off.

DJ Log: September 11, 2011 – 8:30PM (USA Eastern)
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(Note: When I came home from work today, I was quite tired. I farted around on the 'net for a while, then decided to take a nap that lasted about 2 hours. I had a few other dreams, but these are the two that I can recall anything from. When I woke up, I spent more time being amazed that I just had so many dreams during a nap then I did recalling them. )

Fragment #1:
I am riding a bicycle around the yard at my parent's old house. Suddenly, the bike catches on fire. I push it over to the corner where the garden hose should be, but there is no hose. I drop the bike and run into the basement to get a hose. When I come back, my brother had used a bucket to put out the fire. I connected the hose and sprayed the bike a bit more to stop the smoke.

Fragment #2:
I try to back a trailer into a garage with my truck, but the front of the trailer is too high to fit under the door. I disconnect the trailer from the truck and my brother helps me push it my hand. Once we get the trailer inside the garage, he puts some chocks under the tires and I set the coupler on a large wood block. Behind the trailer, there are a couple of old lawn mowers and a garden tractor. Off to the side, there are a couple of engines laying on the floor. I walk out of the garage and when I turn around, I wake up.

DJ Log: September 22, 2011 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am setting up my sound system for an outdoor electronic music festival. After I finish connecting everything, I walk around and explore the grounds. I walk toward the main vending area to find Tara and a couple of others hanging out under one of the vendor's canopies. I don't recognize the others by name, but they look a bit familiar. They are talking about how they dislike the first DJ that's supposed to play. Tara says, “Hey! I know you!” and gives me a hi-five, then I walk toward another group of people to see who's there. As I'm walking, I trip over something and fall, waking me up.

DJ Log: September 21, 2011 – 7:45AM (USA Eastern)
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I am standing outside my truck with the driver's side door open, looking at the dirty windshield. I reach under the seat and pull out a garden hose, and then spray down the inside of the windshield. After rolling the hose back under the seat, I wipe the windshield dry with a towel.

DJ Log: September 7, 2011 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am driving a small car on a mountain highway. The traffic is barely moving and some cars are driving up the shoulder. Once the traffic completely stops, I get out of the car and notice that the car is shrinking as I step out and close the door. I retrieve a remote control from my pocket and drive the car around by remote. I drive up the shoulder and under a semi trailer. As I drive, the car continues to shrink to a much smaller size. Eventually, the car is so small that I can barely see it just a few feet ahead of me.