FryingMan

A decent night before WBTB turned into a great recall night after WBTB and successful BTS (back to sleep).

23:30 pre-bedtime
00:00 (?) bedtime

06:26

+(f) bunch of dogs digging in a hole in a little hut, "dig dig dig dig dig dig!" someone (me?) says, "where's the hole? where's the hole? where's the hole?"

+ picking and eating red/blue berries from a bush; showing people around AH, our old bike jumps, 'lost my two front teeth"

A number of people are standing around a tangled, medium-sized berry bush. There are blue and red colored berries, I'm looking to try to find the best berries.

I'm walking along the main street on AH showing some people around: we reach the "end" of the street where there is a fairly large dirt pile. I explain that this is a bicycle jump, one of the many that we build on the hill. We walk back the other way towards the berry bush. I'm saying there are jumps all over the hill and we used to ride all over the hill doing this jumps, and that is how I knocked out my two front teeth.

+ kayaking homeschool, fast, sleek kayaks, channels between the reeds, rain

I'm floating through narrow channels of water amongst tall reeds. Children are zipping by paddling kayaks at fairly high speed. They are really good at it. This is a homeschool where they teach kayaking, it's an integral part of the curriculum, you wouldn't be able to do this in a normal school. The kayaks are sleek. Small girls are paddling them, at high speed, I'm admiring their skills. It starts raining, I imagine they must go inside and wait for the rain to stop before continuing kayaking, what will they do inside?

+ outdoors outside building, google project(?), the walls have ears (typos), people digging up, record and print my words

Outside a large concrete building on a sloping lawn with a group of young people, like outside a University building at a college. I'm talking, I'm saying lots of things. At some point I realize that my words are verbatim appearing as text on the walls of the building we're next to. "The walls have ears!" I exclaim. I see that even my mis-pronounced words are recreated exactly using "typos" in the words on the wall. This is some sort of privacy-invading project run by Google. Suddenly a team of workers appears, they begin digging around the base of the building, pulling up plates of concrete. Something we've said is "against their rules" and so they must enter the machinery and erase it from memory.

+ fire alarm/brigade, drive through town (deja vu), moving extremely heavy concrete blocks car prototype ('sorry, no fire'), club house 2 men workers installing diagonal windows ("look out, or they'll 'get' us") girl digs out extra room, keys on shelf, throwing tokens, change shirt, drink of water (dip whole cup?)

I'm a fireman? on a fire truck responding to an alarm, we enter a city and must wind our way in between buildings, I've been here I think, have to find the fire. Arrive at some building and get off and encounter a group of people moving incredibly heavy constructs made from cement/cinder blocks. They are building a prototype (vehicle?) from these blocks, and they're working on solving the problem of the large blocks slipping. Should I help them move? I don't.

I'm replacing keys and a small fob-like device on some shelf, I'm looking for the right place to put them, I see some keys and put them with the keys.

Some pranksters are throwing things at me? I go outside and dip my hand into a pouch by the door and pick up a handful of little stuffed-toy-animal-eyes (the sort where the 'pupil' moves inside a clear container) and throw them at the guys, they're amazed that I took it for so long without responding.

I have to take off and change my shirt.

I'm observing a small side-buidling, in one area two men workers are working on installing large glass windows that are diagonal with the top more outside and the bottoms more inside. If we're not careful they're "get us" and "even we [meaning the guys] are not safe." There are more girls in our group than guys. There is a small room to the right of the workmen's room, it's packed full of some material (crumpled up paper?), and a girl from our group enters this room and starts using her legs as a piston to clear out the room, compacting and clearing out the material. At some point the room is clear, I'm looking at it wondering if she's going to use the room for herself, she discovers me looking in the window into this room.

I'm in the clubhouse carrying a plastic cup approaching a big container of fresh water, I want a drink: should I just dip my whole cup into the water directly? (Is the cup clean?)

07:00 ? up for WBTB

go to kitchen, sit with cat, drink cup of milk and eat a small chunk of rye bread

07:45 ?) back to sleep

Feel deep wells of drowsiness, aim to sink deeply into it and fall asleep fast. I'm able to ignore sound disturbances and fall asleep.

+ bikini block party

I'm outdoors in daylight, one some typical suburban street. All the neighbors are out lounging around. In the middle of the street two girls are lying in bikinis on a very large picnic blanket that extents from the middle of the street up onto the sidewalk. The girls are lying on it in the middle of the street. They say something (but I forgot).

My wife and I are standing in front of a group of girls/woman in bikinis on their front lawn and sidewalk. Farther up the lawn is a very tanned (including the face) of a woman in a sexy black bikini, it's so tight that a camel-toe is very pronounced, and I sneak several peeks at this.

There are two girls at our feet in bikinis, one is on an air mattress, which starts to leak. Did we pop it? I get down on the ground and try to re-inflate it while the girl is still lying on it. I'm blowing into it but air is still escaping, there must be a leak. The 2nd girl is to the right and my right arm is rubbing firmly against her left leg (she's lying on her stomach) and I really enjoy this contact. The air-mattress girl gets up and I keep trying to inflate the mattress, I pat the mattress several times and it seems to me holding air now.

+ red quarterstaff

I'm in a room with a closet. I go to the closet and inside I see a big collection (10+) of "quarterstaffs" in tall leather holsters hanging there. They're all dark with one exception of a bright red one, I snort and say of COURSE I'll select the red one. These staffs have been placed here by (my patron? lover? Some male [ew!]). I take it out into the room and withdraw the staff from the holster. (It's more the size and shape of a Tae Kwon Do stick). At one end of the stick is a gel grip, I grab it and feel for the grip it gives. I notice the opposite side of the stick has a longer grip, it must be the base, I grab a hold of it and get an instant thrill of the sensation of the grip. It's not a gel grip, I notice it's some sort of luxurious fur, and run my finger in it and look closely at it for a few moments.

+ super hero costume leggings

I'm some house, super hero family?, the men need to go out and rescue some of the women(?), I say "bring me my costume" and a guy brings it to me and I start putting it on: it's knitted leggings/hose, of multiple colors like a rainbow. As I pull up the hose over my legs I start noticing imperfections and larger holes in the hose. These were supposed to be brand new! I mention the holes and the guy says "you should have checked them before putting them on."

+ terrifying train ride, fast food leftovers

I'm holding on to the left outside of a large train locomotive while it is moving forwards. The train track has a wall along the left side which is getting disturbingly closer to me, I may be squished! I'm trying to lean my head out farther to the left to look ahead to see if the wall opens up or closes more, but the train is going so fast and there are things jutting out from the wall so I dare not stick my head out and I hold tightly to the train while the wall closes in on me. The train reaches and intersection and stops and there is some director man on the ground, who starts criticizing the train engineer for stopping, my wife is the engineer. The guy says "distracted female driver is not paying attention!" my wife responds by immediately starting the train forwards again, I'm calling in a foreign language "Honey! …. Darling!" trying to catch her attention so I can climb in to the cab. She does not hear me.

I'm on top of the front of the train, slowly directing it along a very curvy path. A sharp left turn comes up, I see the two parallel tracks. I think we can make it if we go really slowly. We make it. We're trying to get back to the street. We approach a fast-food restaurant and I direct the train to drive through it?

I'm walking through the restaurant looking at the tables and the leftovers there. I see a very small mini-cat jump into the leftovers on a table and dig in eating vigorously. I walk by one table and notice it has a small cardboard box filled with one of the specials: a pile (dozens) of small circular meat patties piled deep in the box. Something like this:



+ shark slide hill inflatable ride

I'm riding up a large inflatable slide ride on some inflatable boat. It is a water ride. As we're nearing the top I get concerned about a shark attack. Our boat is near the left side of the water near the "hard ground" and I want to get off because it will be safe there. Right here on the shore in the water is a dangerous position. We right back down the slide, just about all the way to the bottom, and I think how are we going to get back up again?


+ (near miss) the video game that seemed so real (white bladed dagger & short sword, tools, dice, family's voices), touching chairs, digging out wall panels

Semi-lucid. I'm in an indoor location and I recognize that I am not in a waking/"real" environment. I'm amazed at how solid and real things look and feel, like the wooden knob on top of the back of a chair, I touch it and think it feel like waking. I rationalize the thoughts by imagining that I'm inside some ultra-realistic virtual reality video game. There are little cubbies against the wall, and a number of discolored places where I dig into and find items. I find a small white-bladed knife embedded in one of these wall holes and pull it out. I notice grates on the floor leading to passage ways below(?). I continue pulling out white-bladed devices: one has a very short blade, one is longer, and a third one which is an indeterminate device. I hang all 3 of them on my utility belt.

I hear the voices of family members (son S2), and I imagine they're just beyond the wall in the next room. I'm concerned that if they enter in my room that they will disturb this game experience and it will end. (Probably incorporating waking voices into the dream).

I'm back in the cubbies along the floor next to the wall finding things. I find a strange multi-faceted game die, 20-side I think, but it's more egg-shaped than spherical. I also find two normal cube-shaped 6-sided dice. I imagine I must roll these dice and the outcome will direct what I must do next in the game. I put these dice into my pockets which I think are getting quite full.


+ (f) meyer's lemon tree