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    2015-11-10

    by , 11-10-2015 at 05:39 AM (223 Views)
    + party with friends on tables (folding?) (outdoors, dim): someone's brought hors d'oeuvres, take-out from some place, which are not the main meal: piles of bacon (I eat a slice!), some deep-fried lasagna (one friend sticks his finger fully, sideways, into one entire piece of the lasagna and then takes it out, I say "No way, no you HAVE to eat that piece!"

    + (f) I'm outside some conference center building with glass walls, inside a seminar is going on. I'm in just my underwear, and am very self-conscious about this, I try to sneak by the conference without being noticed. There is an opaque door to another room in the building past at the end of the hallway, I open it and see a pair of light/white shorts there, I wonder if they'll fit? I'm then walking back by the seminar room, and I look down and see I'm wearing light/white shorts and a white T-shirt. I'm relieved that I found a shirt, but I have a brief thought that I do not remember putting on the shirt.

    + gay flying stone statue
    I'm outside with friends in daylight, and I notice a huge stone animated flying statue is coming for me. It's about 15-20 feet tall and proportionate, like a large museum statue. It swoops down to pick me up, and I reach my arms up so it can do so. I have some thought like "(if I weren't awake?) I should (check to see if I'm dreaming)". Then the statue tells me we're going off to "party" with another guy, and I'm dubious about this because I think it's sort of an orgy-like party, and say "uh, can we bring some girls?" The statue says "no." I decide to go with the flow and kiss the statue's stomach: it is cold and hard just like stone.

    + airplane, canoe races, cooking
    On a passenger airliner that has crash-landed in the ocean. I'm standing at the large hatch which is mostly closed but opened just a bit. The crew had the great idea of keeping the passengers entertained by arranging canoe races in the ocean I imagine the large swells of the open ocean going up and down, making it very hard to keep a canoe upright. Then I'm DO flying around outside looking for canoes [don't see any ever] and think one of them has gone so far that they can't find their way back to the plane.

    Then I'm zipping around above the waters DO, it's now a lake, and there now are sports fliers in mini-(helicopters? jetpacks? some flying device) zipping around the water. Maybe they can help save some people. One such group is set up near the short, and a group of passengers is asking for their help with a young boy, who is bleeding. The hobbyists are reluctant to help the entire plane but agree to take the boy to get stitches.

    At the hobbyist's house, it is a dinner party with wine. Several adult female friends [unknown] are there with me, but the hosts, who are preparing dinner, are being very cold towards them and I think that's rude. I'm drinking wine from a fancy goblet. One female friend is standing in another room and (looking into the host's wine cabinet/cellar?). I go into the dining room and there is a table set up with wine glasses, I want to bring some to my friend. I'm holding the bottle and am about to pour a glass, when I notice that glass is full of water. So I pick it up, drink all the water, put it back down on the table, and pour the remainder (about 1/2) of my glass into the glass for my friend.

    I pick up the glass and move towards the living room to give it to her. Everyone's moving to the living room to watch TV. I say "yes, it is time now to go stare at moving pictures inside a box!" There are a lot of young kids, mostly girls, sitting on the floor in the living room watching TV. It's one large family we know [true]. Their mother is sitting with them, and I give her the glass of wine. She tosses it back in a single gesture, sloshing most of it onto her face and the floor. I'm confused by this and as I keep looking I realize it's not the mother but one of the daughters I gave the wine to! I'm a bit concerned but I also think it's funny. The little girl has a huge grin on her face. I crawl back to her mother a bit back on the carpet to the right and say, laughing "If <name> is behaving funny tonight, just realize it's because FryingMan got her drunk!"

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