FryingMan

early recall disappointing: great dreams I sense but poor recall. Later recall good with a short lucid and some amusing scenarios.

Dreamsigns in bold. Lucid in red.

+ awesome flying with a friend from my childhood home's backyard all the way down to the city far below -- swooping all over the place (wish I had better memory of this)

+ encounter junior HS girlfriend in room sitting on floor, baggie of blue and green sprinkles "pot"

I enter a room and sit down on the floor with my back against the wall. To my left also sitting in the same position is MB, my junior high school girlfriend. I lean over and give her a peck-kiss on the cheek and she scoots quickly away from me on the floor towards the door ("don't do that" she says?), I tell her she smells like pot [she did used to toke]. She returns to me and I put my left arm around her and we're sitting cheek to cheek and I'm concerned somebody may see us and get the wrong idea. She brings out a baggie from a backpack on the other wall of the room: it is a quart-sized ziploc absolutely stuffed full with what looks like blue and green colored sugar crystals. It is pot. I take a big whiff of it but don't smell anything, MB does the same, I say "get this stuff away from me!" and put it back into the backpack.



+ I'm saying good night and waving good-bye to a friend (MB?) at childhood neighborhood park. I look up the stairs to the street and see a group of my friends are all lined up standing on the edge of the curb. I run up the stairs, and decide to do a "play tackle" of the group. I run forward with my shoulder lowered and run into the pack of them lightly from the left with my right hand around the body of the one in back. My right hand accidentally rests on the butt of the girl in the back, who it turns out is KH [always had a crush on her], she says annoyed, "<my name>! Hey!>". I walk down the line of them towards the front, high-fiving them all, then continue walking home with some girl, I'm complaining about having to get up early for an elementary linguistics class I don't need.

WBTB -- anchor: visualizing walking while dribbling a basketball.

room way too hot & stuffy, turn on fan, go get water (ate way too big too late sushi dinner with too much soy sauce, feel sodium hangover)

+ (lucid #100 [woohoo triple digits, baby!]) I'm in my childhood home, my bedroom, with son and wife, I see a bird quickly swoop by the window outside, I continue looking on the trajectory it took and see our cat sitting on a cabinet. The window (left pane) is a crack open and an animal is standing there. I can't decide at first if it is a cat (with a face like our cat) or a bird. I decide it is an owl and it starts to look like one, about 1.5 feet tall. I'm calling out to my wife to see the owl, and she doesn't see it. I'm practically screaming at her, "IT'S RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF YOU! LOOK, RIGHT THERE, STRAIGHT AHEAD!"). The owl walks to the room, it transforms into a tall (4 feet) brown furry/blurry/feathery thing and starts pacing back and forth in the room. I think, "Ah, OK, this is a dream,…" (nose pinch?). I clearly recall a thought like "time for some sex!" (and don't remember very much more.)

+ (f) sitting at desk in childhood bedroom, I see "they" have arranged my stuff: my digital watch (missing its band) has been pinned to my bulletin board, neatly arranged at the bottom among other things pinned there.

+ the pool: I'm sitting behind a glass wall [dream sign], a group of girls emerge from the door leading to the pool About 3 of them sit on chairs a bit behind my view and are stretching/moving, I look at them, then I turn around and crane my neck to get a view of them. I return my gaze forwards and see 2 of them are sitting immediately next to me now on my side of the glass: one to my right and a bit forwards and one directly in front of me. The one directly in front of me is bottomless and I see her v-jay and she's rubbing it a bit with both hands. My beach towel is bunched up under my right arm. At a later point I'm looking for my towel and I find it near my left arm. I want to take a pic of these lovelies and take out my phone. My phone is stuck on an app, and I hit the home button to then switch to the camera app. The phone does not respond. It keep hitting the home button, the phone acts like it's hung. I sense a guy is standing next to me looking down at my phone screen, and don't want him to see. A physical button appears and I'm tweaking it to try to select a function on the phone. I give up and a put down the phone but the girls are gone and their chairs are empty. Dang!

I stand up and prepare to talk away, I see on the ground a discarded funny small thing which turns out to be a company N special phone (like a small watch face) on ground, JT my N colleague shows/tells me that the owner can be found by entering a code. 9198? I ask for the code a few times, repeat it to myself, and try repeatedly to enter the code on the device. The device is now a large circuit board with a very small keypad that my fingers can barely touch properly, my fingernails get in the way. I can't enter the access code on the circuit board, every time I try the board (beeps and all the buttons/lights turns red temporarily).

+ I'm playing crazy basketball on a team playing against another team. We're playing with wadded-up towels instead of balls, shooting them into the baskets. I'm making a lot of plays (lay-ups) and shots banking the "balls" off of the backboard to score. My opponents ask me "why do you use the backboard so much?" (they think doing so is beneath them). I steal the ball from a missed shot of theirs and make another basket for our team, again banking against the backboard. I tell them "see!?", the backboard helps focus the ball into the basket I think. I make a run towards the basket and stop suddenly at the top of the key and pass the ball behind my back to a teammate (it was an awesome pass) who then passes it back to me but I fumble it and say "sorry!"

(I throw?) the "ball" up behind the backboard and it gets wedged in the corner of the ceiling and the wall. I see it there, it looks inaccessible. I take a broom handle and climb up there, there is not room to get my head/body up there, but as it turns out it's not that far away and the broom handle is more than long enough to reach it. Someone is standing next to me as I pull out the rag/ball.

+ the picnic: I'm walking and notice 'the garden house" which I think is normally empty. There is a short path leading to it, it is underneath trees. I see there is a light inside. I wonder if it is T (our house helper), someone is inside. I feel annoyed that people are in there, it should be a private retreat for me I think. I enter and see in the room there a table set and on the other side a really attractive girl, colored all in white/black/silver, completely monochrome, something is weird about her but I feel attracted at the same time. I sit down and there is a more colorful girl to my left, she recites a poem (which I mostly forgot), the final words are "…and we have our first kiss." I'm a bit embarrassed by this, I'm not really into her but I sense she likes me.

I take a drink of something and spill a few drops on my crouch, I look down and see I'm wearing gray dress slacks, I brush away the pinkish drops and I see a pinkish faint stain is left on the fabric, I don't worry about it.

+ the secret: I'm walking on some road/path with my mother to my left, and a (the colorful girl from previous dream?) girl. I tell lucid #100 details to girl (whispering so that mother won't hear, I don't want her to know I'm a lucid dreamer), especially the heart where my wife didn't see the owl. The girl notices strange bumps on mother's head (shaved area), girl says she has the same. I look to my left and see a strange shaved area around my other's right ear. The girl says something about a little piece of the bumps providing some sensation if it is rubbed (haha).

+(f) the circuit board: the entire daughter card is held/contacts the motherboard only via two jumpers, concerned about contacts, should solder them probably. I'm holding this thing in my hands and looking at it from different angles.