FryingMan

+ I'm playing football. I'm on the football field practicing kicking field goals. I can't get the ball to stand upright on the little stand. I probably try 10 times to get it to stand up and it keeps falling over. I think it takes a lot of practice to balance it properly. I eventually kick a field goal right at the goal line, woohoo, all of 15 yards. Then I try to set up farther away, way to the right side of the field, and trying to see the goal and get a good angle on it. I think practicing to become a place kicker on a football team would be a good thing.

I'm am playing catch with a football with my BF MR. My arm is a bit weak. I want to do a punt, I line up the ball properly with laces on top, drop it to my foot and kick hard. My leg seems weak, the kick doesn't go far and flies well to the right of where I was aiming. disappointing result.

I think that there is a guy who invented and patented some substance that they apply to all footballs which results in a perfect no-slip grip.

+ I'm driving in a minivan, I'm the driver. My wife is in the front passenger seat. We have some (foreign?) visitors in the back seat. My wife wants me to roll down the window and shout something rude at some hick up ahead. I do not want to do that. It turns out that he's some hill billy playing country music (?). We're driving through some suburban labyrinth-like development with constantly curving streets.

I approach the guys house on the left, roll down my window, and shout out as we pass his house, "YEE HAW!" and hit the gas and speed away. I say "there, did it!" to my wife. The guys in the back seat make some comment like they're shocked at what I did. I'm barely making it around the corners and the speed I'm driving, I think I jump the curb at one place. I want to get out of this development so the guy I shouted at doesn't come after me. I think I've reached a dead-end, and I realize with dread I will have to turn back.

I turn the van around and then ahead of me I see an on-ramp to a freeway that I didn't see when coming the other way. I'm relieved and see that it exists the development area. I take the on-ramp and have to avoid a speeding large squar-ish weird (blue?) van that I "know" is a book van. I get on to the freeway and hit the gas and accelerate and change lanes to the leftmost lane. Then traffic is slowing and stopped right in front of me, I hit the brakes and avoid the cars by steering to the left lane. There is an exit here to freeway "380" or "317" or something that I need to take so I steer across all the lanes (traffic is stopped with all cars getting off at this exit, too).

Then my group is out of the van and jumping/ climbing down a hillside. My wife throws in a frisbee and we're playing frisbee on the hills while running down. GB (grad school, ultimate player) is there. We reach the flat ground and keep playing frisbee. I do an awesome behind-the-back catch and GB says "wow great catch". I say "I used to play frisbee all the time on the street outside my house". I then do a behind the back throw to GB. I do a high-speed long distance tilted throw, and ends up bouncing off some stones and going high in the air. Then I toss the frisbee and both GB and BF MR jump up to get it. They hit heads. They come down holding their heads. I see a small spot of red blood in the outside corner of MR's left eye. I say "M, you're eye is bleeding!" MR says "my glass eye got dislodged!" [false]. I look more closely and see a sort of "eye frame" slightly protruding from MR's left eye socket.

+ movie theater. In long lines (seeing Star Wars?) with my (younger) kids. Lines move. We take a line that goes up stairs. We're clambering over seats. Sitting with my kids friends they make some smart allecky remarks.

+ (f) cars full of kids are driving. They have a kilo of pot in the car. Should I call the cops?

+ (f) thoughts of old dog L when he was young. Remembering letting him out of his sleeping place in the morning and running around like crazy when he was a puppy.

wake, insomnia. out of bed. after 1.5 hours, drowsy again, back to bed. Takes a while to get to sleep,

+ then a lot of scenes, some short, some long, most very vivid.

flying, up high, scared of height at first, small space, must constantly turn

the police are searching and scrubbing things in our house. I'm pinned up against the wall by 4 police dogs. They're calm but someone says the one on the left can bite off fingers.

A man is a competitor for the favor's of a young lady. He storms off in anger and keeps returning to turn off light switches that I keep turning on. Happens several times.

There are a lot of dishes to wash. I have dirty utensils in my hands. I should put on rubber gloves.

In a club with young people, we close the door against someone we don't want coming in

Thinking about an enclosed water slide. They closed a portion of it because it was too steep at the end.

Cooking food. Many steaks and chunks of meat.

[and a number more, forgotten]