FryingMan

+ (f) in class, asking DD for notes on the class that I missed

+ (f) turning on a light switch in (my house?) and watching the lights go on/off

+ (f) in childhood home living room, my mother receives a note of appreciation from two girls with Japanese names (Tamriko, and ???)

+ this was very long and very vivid:
in dentist office, dentist starts talking about cancerous cavities that DD has, I see a 3D view of his back molars

Go out, concert, hear a guy playing my instrument and I nod and look at BeDo (high school pal) and he looks at me like "is that your instrument" and I nod "yes." The player is not very good but passable.

Back inside, the dentist is Donald Trump. He lives in this office. He's rich, why does he live here? DT gives a tour of his kitchen. He folds down some table/cutting board thing that is stainless steel and supposedly very cool. I then see a used cereal tub (tupperware) and I see chunks of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups in there and look at DT and he says s.l. "don't be looking in there."

We're heading outside again to the big party. DT has made a bunch of baked goods and people are taking them outside. I grab a cupcake/muffin, a cookie, and a mini-cupcake. We go outside. I eat them. I think "oh man that blows my calorie budget for the entire meal right there."

+ pulling up and double parking outside a furniture store. I go and and lay out my stuff (fluffy animal skin rugs) right next to another guy who has almost exactly the same things. I tell to someone how I love this store, I always come here to sell my things. "Hey, why not get $50, $100 for your stuff?" I say.

It felt like a long night of dreaming, I came away with two solid dreams

+ I'm trying to get with SG, we're starting to have suggestive conversations, but her relatives get in the way. At one point, I'm feeling her juicy girl-bits and she likes it but we want to get more serious, but can't. I'm on the back steps of my childhood home leading to the back yard, and I think ah well, if I can't get with SG, at least I can fly a bit and take off down to the back lawn. My family is on the lawn and my (mother?) chastises me for flying, saying "you know how that bothers us." There is a big white ceramic sink there, and I notice a small bit of hair sticking out of a drain. I grab a set of needlenose pliers and start to pull it out. A nasty dirty chunk of the sink hair comes out. Then I see another portion, and I also start puling it out. This is a long piece that goes on for a while I keep reeling it in, finally it ends. I feel a bit embarrassed about doing this. My sister is nearby and she (says?) that this is probably her hair.

+ (f) some club activity regarding books?

+ (f) some overhead view of a building and people leaving it wearing odd clothes (?)

+ (f) driving up the snow-covered ramp on to a (battleship?). I'm concerned the car will not keep its traction, and even slide over the left side as we head to the left lane.

+ I'm in some building (indoors glass walled room? [dream sign]). There is some bomb thing on the floor? An automated turret? There is also a turret outside. The turret outside is remotely controlled by some enemy it turns out. This activates the bomb/turret inside. The turret can fire bullets, and it automatically tracks people. I walk bath and forth and the barrel of the gun on the turret tracks my movements.

The teams are arming for battle. I"m sitting at the top of a winding slide together with a man on the enemy team, it's like he's sitting on my lap. He is armed with some sort of (nuclear?) bomb and a big heavy pistol, which he's holding in his hand. I grab his hand holding the gun so he just can't shoot me when the "go" signal is given. I think and say that this battle is pointless, that so much life on each side will be pointlessly lost. I'm rethinking my participation. Some leader (female) calls us and we slide down, she's going to re-arrange the rules so that we're not fighting each other? The guy I was sitting with says he left the bomb stuff back up at the top of the slide.

+ (f) something in a (Mexican?) restaurant

+ (epic) On a small golf course set in Africa, the narrator says despite the conditions it's a fairly good course. There's one guy putting there. The country is some N-letter African country like Nigeria or Namibia.

I look around, and notice the vegetation is strange, exotic, fairly sparse, like it's a dry region. I see rolling hills running far into the distance over a huge open plain.

I'm near a ridge up ahead, and I hear the roar of a raging torrent of water down in the valley beyond the ridge, I love big rivers so I run to the tip of the ridge and look out over a massive river valley with a huge river running through it. The river starts to flood, and I turn and starting running. Then I start flying.

I'm flying around some buildings trying to keep my bearings trying to find the way back to where I started. I sense where I'm going is up ahead and a bit to the right.

Then I'm in a room in a building, I'm trying to get out of here. There's a guy talking to me but there is really loud music playing at the same time and I'm yelling at him over the music to turn it off, eventually it gets turned off. I'm telling him about the flood heading this way and point out the window, the wall of water in the distance is approaching, we can see.

I'm searching for the phone number of the place to call that will suck me through the phone out of there like in The Matrix. I think it's the number for some Mexican-sounding restaurant that starts with A or B. I imagine I could google it but never do.

I'm a captive here. My captor enters and I'm attaching a long jigsaw blade to the power knife and it goes up and down a big I show this to him and this is how I will cut all the meat. I get the guy to leave me alone, so I can continue searching for the phone number that will get me out of here.

He comes in again and I plead with him to leave so I can plan my escape more. There is a tall pile of large gold coins (chocolate?) on the table and I take a handful and put them in my pocket, this will help me somehow, the guy sees me and tells me to put them back.

At long last I see my chance for escape. The doors to the garden outside is open and there is a short piece of ground heading down a bit and then over a drop and I plan to go out and fly away.
I walk outside and take some running steps and launch myself out into the air and start gliding away. I'm not going very fast and this concerns me. (I imagine I have jet engines coming out of my feet? Doesn't help). I'm a few hundred yards away from the house and I look back over my shoulder, to see if I'm being pursued, and I see the launch of a small thing that rapidly approaches me.

I catch it in my hand, it's a small (mechanized?) bird with a poison bite. I ask it if it wants to come with me to California. It has a cartoon face with two dots for eyes and a line for a mouth. It "nods its head" yes, but then it still tries to bite me, so I squish it in my hands.

A bit later I'm flying down into fog, but there are some pursuit vehicles behind me with glowing magenta engines. I hope I'll lose them in the fog.

+ climbing up a hill covered with grass, there are strange hexagonal cushioned sections set into the ground and this reminds me of the place I was before. At the top I do something with my old Boy Scouts sleeping bag.

+ (f) riding a bike to SF. Friend NI and someone else is on the back. They're distracting me and saying they don't want to ride the bike there and back that's too much. I drive into a ditch and the front wheel hits hard and I say "see that happened because you're distracting me"

+ (f) in a talk about context-sensitive grammars. A few of the grammar rules are written on a board. There is a girl sitting close to me on my left.

+ (f) a fight situation. I push an opponent girl off a ledge and she falls a far way and I look over and see she landed on a big giant inflated thing

+ (f) climbing/sliding/drifting down a giant scaffolding

1/10 LDs until March 10th, 9 to go in 7 days, have to turn up the heat!

+ in childhood home garage, looking up the driveway at the L's house across the street. It's night. The L's are active in their house, in the upstairs left room someone's lifting weights. I close the garage door even more because I don't want them to see me [DREAM SIGN] and because I want to change. I look down on the floor and see a woman's evening dress laid out. It is sleeveless, and that's a good thing in order to play a string instrument concerto in because the arms should be free.

I'm looking through the closed garage door back up at the L's , it is almost completely translucent but I can see that it is still closed, yet I can see through it easily. I wonder if it blocks the view in the other direction looking in.

+ in racquetball court, warming up? There is a group warm-up going on led by a teacher, kind of like a dance. I see out the door that my partner has arrived, and I stick my head out briefly and wave at him to get his attention, then return to the dancing warmup. There is a rhyming foreign-language song going on to the rhythm of the dance.

+ crossing the street at night, I'm surrounded by a group of deformed vagabonds, they are reaching their hands towards me, I instantly detect a pickpocketing scam and push them all away from me. They're asking directions to the concert and I don't want to tell them anything.

at another (daytime) crossing a woman is lying in the street. We bend down to see if she's OK but it turns out to be a doll?

+ (f) in a car, a bunch of black thugs is carjacking us? I start asking them scientific questions to confuse them, but one of them I realize is the brother of a famous physicist, so I start asking questions about thermodynamics that always confused me.

+ (f) approaching a planted garden laid out in regular rows. A pile of prepared food including turkey [DIET DREAM SIGN lol], one piece is gooey and undercooked, this couldn't be mine, I always cook it fully. Someone picks up a large slab of meat of some sort.

+ (f) descending into a grocery store, I'm ambushed, and I fight back and beat them badly. I go outside and ambush some more of them.

earlier:
+ (f) I'm looking at a thing that can pass through other objects, I'm wondering about the kind of materials

(probably others, forgotten)

later:
+ PTL1 (very vivid and present)
Outside in daylight collecting all the mail that's accumulated while we've been gone (from prior adult home), there's quite a bit it takes several handfuls to get it all. I enter our home and there are other people there. The place is wildly decorated and they look strange. Then I remember that we've rented to place out to them and they must still be here. There are a couple of girls in the dining area and they're dressed weirdly and they're doing something like giving a haircut or something.

I go walking through the house. I notice right away that they've tiled the hallway with large square plexiglass plates, I guess to protect the hardwood floors.

I go into (S1's room?) at the end of the hall and I'm inspecting the floor. There are a bunch of black marks on it, I'm kind of pissed about that. I get down with my face to floor level [DREAM SIGN] and I look carefully, I see an area that seems to be charred as if by fire. I look at the area under the bed and there are a lot of black scratch marks there, as if someone has been really active in that bed jumping around making these marks. Then I see more clear plexiglass placed under the bed, in an attempt to stop the marks, but it's obviously not working.

I look at the charred place again and imagine there was a fire. I look at the spot where there is a char and a hole, and I feel a blast of cold are coming up through the hole.

There's a renter there, and he compliments me on how well we sealed the floor so that drafts don't come up.

Looking at the walls of the (same/different?) room and they've been demolished. The wallboard has been ripped off and there are tons of pipes and ropes and just junk filling the wall. I think this is going to be a monumental effort to clean up and replace. I wonder if I can do it myself. The renter comments, "nah, it can easily be fixed up for $30,000".

I walk back up the hallway and there is a short guy there wearing an odd contraption and he has a big quarrel full of (rock salt? sugar crystals?). He's playing capture the flag, and he's wearing a thing that holds the flag on his back (?) and he has a gun that shoots that granulated salt/sugar if an enemy removes the flag, I think that stuff would sting if it hit you.

+ Boy and other odd smaller kids
Outside on a street, there is a dark-skinned boy there, I have some interaction with him, and he goes into his house. I follow. There are no parents there. (Some more stuff, don't remember). Then I hear crying from another room. I go in and there are two smaller children there. All these kids have been abandoned? They're crying really loudly now. I look at one and pick it up and I'm trying to determine its gender and it shrinks to a doll sized wrinkled sick looking thing in my hands. I look at the other kid and it's a boy who seems normal sized.

(waking, BTS?)

+ PTL 2
I'm back in PTL, this time with my sons (younger age) in the living room. We're looking out the large window onto the front lawn, there is a bunch of random stuff piled there. Son S1 mentions the hose is blocked. I go outside and I'm standing at the top of the lawn, looking at the grass. There is a large section where the grass has died and is just bare dirt. Also the landscaped path to the driveway is messed up and needs to be redone.

I go to the street and there is a tall column thing where I take the hose. I un-crinkle it and turn it on. I adjust the nozzle and get a strong stream of water. I walk around the column to face the front lawn, now standing in the street, and start spraying the random things on the lawn with water to wash them. One is some photo-memorial with a random picture in it? I'm a bit concerned about getting water in the house. I go back in and tell S1 that the hose works fine it just needed to be stretched out and unkinked.

waking, BTS

+ In the kitchen of a fast food restaurant, with a lot of immigrant workers. I try to get out of their way while they're working but there's a lot of them and a lot of clutter so I have to just stand there while they work. They're making a couple of burgers. One of the ingredients is zucchini. Aha I think, interesting secret ingredient! But it turns out they're just making deep-friend zucchini along with the burgers. The zucchini is sliced and put on a platter with a big thing of (tomato sauce?). The main chef guy carries a big tureen of sauce by me. They're making 2 burgers. They're putting sauce on them, and a lot of it so that it runs down the sides.

+ son and "gf" friend: I'm rooting for him to take her hand and hold it as they walk and he does!

The power goes off and we rush to make sure that the kids haven't been stolen.

Son is off with GF's parents and they're talking to him and he's younger, I go to him and he's eating a big bowl of cereal at the table with them, and I ask him it's he's OK eating here or he could come back to us (parents). The wife of GF parent couple is spouting random comments about computer languages. "The problem with (???) [language] was that the compiler was written in RATFOR". I say "I've always found I gravitated towards USEFUL languages....just kidding"

Son is lagging behind with GF inside while we walk away. I hope he works up the nerve to have his first kiss with her. He comes out and looks really happy, I say "well SOMEBODY has a spring in his step....?!" and he explains that she said she likes him and wants to be with him, but MZ keeps saying that HE is her boyfriend even though she doesn't like him

+ awesome flying/gliding with hand control down CD by LH museum, fly into the arms of my wife standing on the side of the road with our kids. I wanted to take the kids back up the hill in the car and show them how to do it. What a great idea, with a car you could effortless just drive up and keep flying down again!

Then colleague is showing me some doors I can't see them people are in the way. We're standing outside the offices of a small tech company and waiting for tech support, each office has a door to the outside and the pattern of lights visible through the windows indicates which office will be the next to help the customers. But the windows are all dark. Someone says that means they're all out, I say "(it's friday?), maybe the lights are off for a LAN deathmatch party?". I open a door and see a dark office inside with a game running on a monitor and say "See!?"

It's dark now outside and we're still waking for tech support. We've set up 3 ping-pong tables, and people are playing and drinking beer and eating, the food and drinks are on the tables. I see one guy try a couple of serves, he doesn't know how to play and the awkwardly hits the ball off the end of the table every time.

It's light now and in the distance I see huge pizzas covering tables/the whole area with people seated at the tables. Hundreds of square feet of pizza! I declared, "And the land was flowing with PIZZA and honey!" They were bringing more on open bed carts (like the big ones at Home Depot), they were all just plain crusts actually except for some were stuffed with cheese like quesadillas.

BTS mojo
bunch of quick dreams while dozing

+ (semi) with GL outside door decide to kiss her, feel her lips, basically lucid but no affirmation, try for quick BJ but stop, we go inside and talk with people there

+ my wife points out the broken glass in our kitchen which I'm leaning up against, I say that's what you get when you hold a gorilla party in your house (which we had done earlier)

I'm sneaking in to a large auditorium where they're keeping the gorillas. It's dark. I stick my head in and I see off to the right, the shadows of some guards sparring. I decide to get out of there and get kind of stuck and can't see and hope the gorillas don't get me.

+ wife is catering a huge event for hundreds of people (how can she do that, she's never done anything like that before?), a guy is setting up the audio equipment and I look at it noticing channels that I think are the audio signal, an assistant hands the blocks to him and he puts it together and music plays out. Then woodwind musicians are setting up around me, I look around and I'm surrounded by woodwind players in a circle. They're playing. There are two guys of my instrument. They're good. I have my instrument and want to play along but there's nowhere to sit, "Yeah, play!" they say. So I decide to play standing up. They're already playing a rhythmic tune kind of like a fanfare (like the 20th century fox movie opening music, sort of similar) so I start out a low G, "dut duhh duhh, dut dut dut duhhhhh, " move to a B, and the others come in on the G, now we're in harmony, "dut duhh duhh, dut dut dut duhhhhh, " I move to D and another comes in on G and the other moves to B so now we have 3-way harmony, "dut duhh duhh, dut dut dut duhhhhh, " then I go crazy playing fast scales up and down.

+ garage old dog "L" growling (he's hungry) neighbors in garage we have tea, where's the teapot there it is, watch it in operation it's really strange and has lots of moving parts like a pumping bellows. I'm stuck there's no way through the stuff in the garage, I'm falling over the things trying to move through and pull myself hard on things to stop from falling over.

+ LD#180 I'm up on the street outside our garage, I want to go flying to the park. I notice PG and CG are there, that's odd, they're never together, haven't seen them in a long time together, but I don't want to "stop and chat" since I want to go flying. I decide to be polite to the elderly mother and say hello. She is just a disembodied head at this point sitting on the ground at the end of their driveway. She's wearing a (red?) scarf wrapped around blocking out her whole face. The head sprouts leg/wing fleshy things and waddles/runs away back towards her house, she got scared of me.

I go back down my driveway and I'm holding a really large version of one of those decorative wine bottles that has a long, skinny top and a large, bulbous bottom. This one has been in the family for a long time. It's about two-meters long. I'm holding the tall skinny end trying to set it down gently but the bulb hits the concrete garage floor too hard and breaks. The handle breaks in my hands as well, I'm pretty upset by this, after all this time and it just breaks. I'm pissed because I don't want to clean this up, my dad says "that's OK I have time I'll clean it up." I go back up to the street, and I sense my sister behind me, I feel slightly inhibited to fly by this but will go ahead anyway.

I point at where the head thing was, and say out loud, "THAT was a dream thing!" I'm now lucid. Quick nose pinch confirms. So I decide to go flying. I remember a new goal of going to the Playboy mansion for some fun. I see a house a few blocks away where a party is going on. I decide that is the Playboy party and head towards it. I'm flying really slowly, though, I imagine I have jets blasting out of my feet to propel me forwards but it doesn't do anything. I fly over a guy sitting at a table below me. I air swim and make slow progress towards the party but get there, and I imagine there will be all sorts of hawt girls there. I land and I start talking with (the parents of one of the "bunnies"?) and
I wake up.

Overflow night. Lots of dreams, nothing epic, but tons of recall

+ stocks, "completely retarded English language education"

+ SB in trouble in house, starts doing dishes to help, too little too late, complains that old woman is gone a lot, woman says "No, I was on a Saturday night date"

+ flipping through papers in class, all marked "A", friend MR wants to help, go to restaurant and they're serving signature bloody mary's and keeping everyone's glass full

+ fight in some place, hit guy hard on head, then we start drinking shots/cocktails with a lot of hot peppers added

+ Showing U. lake to girls, the water level is low, show the dam, go to dam and concerned about them getting close to the edge it's a massive waterfall

+ inspection at the bridge toll-house, "We'll teach them a lesson," they impound our couch until October, I complain that's not fair we've done nothing wrong, I'm outraged but the guards are pissed. I laugh "haha I had a dream about getting stopped at the bridge inspection"

+ flying in vehicle, it goes by a vertical cliff and flies right up along it I'm nervous about this

+ the pool we must dive into is really cold. In the water with some girls, the girl wants to stay close to me to stay warm, I'm quite happy about this

+ see some guys looking at me from a bar, do I know them? I pretend I do, I sort of recognize one of the guys, we start talking about when our term papers are due

LD 5/10 remainder of Feb. goals. 5 to go, and one night left! Need a marathon tonight!

+ I'm in some living room with friends. There are all kinds of electronic devices plugged in to a socket in the wall. The socket catches fire, Oh Crap! What if the fire spreads in the wall, we'd be screwed! We pull out all all the plugs in a hurry. Should I blow on the fire to try to put it out or will that just intensify it? I realize the wall has no back, I can walk around the edge of the wall and there is an empty area there and I could get at the fire there.

+ walking through home under repair, my way is blocked by construction materials. The walls are being spackled, and I move to the left and touch the table (or wall?) and get some of the wet white spackle on my hand and try to wipe it off. Suddenly the world seems to be moving! EARTHQUAKE! I yell out "EVERYBODY OUT OF THE HOUSE!". I make a run for a door but I find just a small half-width door I can't get out through that. I run back to the front of the house and there are people standing in the doorways, I stand in the doorway with a work colleague (MWP).

+ JT and DT are having a domestic conflict because JT struck one of their sons, she hits him over the head with something and knocks him out, DT goes and hugs a son

+ FA in parent's bed in childhood home, dark, view of the opposite wall, I realize I'm in their bed, I think I'm sleeping in the spot where my mom used to sleep [false, it was dad's side].

+ LD#179 ToTM bonus: fire and ice
I realize that I'm lucid suddenly (no prior dream memories, maybe a start of dream DILD). (Nosepinch confirms?). I'm standing in some townhouse complex with 2-3 story buildings of some dark tan color, there are windows on the buildings. Across the way from me is a store with a sign that reads "Lflierwir". I stare at it a while to see if it changes, and while it seems static I get the impression that I can look at a letter and read it clearly, but when I look at the word as a whole it's somewhat fluid. I think of March TOTM and start to review the tasks, and the fire/ice bonus jumps out at me [as it did in the voting]. I hold up my hands so I can see them and cup them before me and will fire to appear. An approx. 6" globe of fire flickers in and out a few times then solidifies. I feel heat, but it doesn't burn me. I walk a bit more around the complex, looking up at the buidings at one point and noting the color and the windows, like a modern generic townhouse complex, the buildings look like this:



I decide to do ice as well. I raise my hands up again and start feeling for a block of ice. At first there is nothing, then I feel a lump of something in my hands and an running my hands over it, feeling for temperature sensation. I get a few bursts of an impression of cold. Satisfied, I let it go and continue on.

I'm now in my childhood home. This dream is *extremely* vivid and clear. I'm in the living room looking at the fireplace mantle, and it looks very accurate. I see my and my sister's Christmas stockings hung at either corner. The stocking on the left is a very pale lime color, almost white. Above it on the mantle is the word "choce", I know this is the word "choice" just missing an "i".

With no other goals in mind, I decide to look for some girls .
I head up the stairs to my sisters room and expect some to be there. I expect TZ will be on the bed, and she is.

Spoiler for sexy time, explicit:

Stating out with some BJ action, I decide I want to switch to intercourse. I have trouble getting it in from the front, then try from the back. Things are getting abstract. There are people around me suddenly making comments. I say "does there have to be an audience?" they say something amounting to "yes,"

and I wake up

LD Feb goal: achieved 4/10, 6 to go!

recall sort of "supressed" it seems at the moment, I'm guessing by intense my diet & exercise regime. I'm only managing short snippets of what was happening right around when I wake up.

+ birthday party, champagne and red wine (someone says "give me whatever is healthier", I think and say "that would be the red wine"), TZ plays guitar awesomely, son S2 is there with messy hair [true], I'm worried that I can't eat the pizza because I'll ruin my fitness program.

+ flying a jet and firing on ground targets. At first it's a simulation and I'm waiting for the targets to turn red on my HUD, but then it seems real. At first I press the wrong button on the joystick to fire but then I pull and hold the proper trigger button. I'm holding my fire for a long time on targets but they don't seem to explode/die for some reason.

+ driving in a car quickly at night, pass some guys walking on the street who look like trouble, quickly turn into a driveway way too fast (another guy is driving), hope we don't hit anything or anyone, come to a stop by the house, get out and I see bees flying around I think this is a bee farm, and I'm looking for the restrooms which I think I see in the distance.

Later we're walking in a mall lot and my wife points out a large restaurant in the distance and says "why don't we go eat here"

+ LD#178, perhaps my most poorly recalled lucid, very odd. I swooped in to kiss a girl, got lucid, affirmed out loud "I am dreaming," I look around to stabilize, worry a bit about waking, and that's about all I remember. I'm sure there was more. But by my rules I'm counting it because I made a positive affirmation of dreaming.

+ returning to our car with a (black?) girl, we go to the front passenger door, and she sees that we've left a bunch of things on top of our car. I go to the driver door and we get in and we're talking about how this could be, she says it's because nobody wants anybody else' old moldy clothing, etc., and we agree this would be a great way to hide things we don't want stolen, inside old dirty sheets or clothing.

There was a lot more but it slipped away.

4 nights left in Feb and 7 LDs remain of my goal! Had a BTS victory this morning with the intention of LDing, and the subject of dreaming came up and I even did a RC but I was just showing off for my friends, not really suspecting, so I just went on with the dream.

Recall not great tonight, but some fun moments!

+ see hot neighbor woman from my window through their window, play frisbee with her and her husband in their yard, frisbee goes on their roof and they're off to play tennis so I go home, and there's an odd gasoline dispenser in my garage that won't stand up straight and there's some strange guy on it

+ sitting on some (boat?) vehicle or airport seating area with my two sons when a girl comes up and gives something to each of us which we don't want. She sits down to our right (sons are to my right), a narrator says that she must sleep with us (as is sleeping). Girl says "oh I won't sleep with *them*" meaning my sons, "but I'll sleep with *him*" meaning me. I feel a little zing from this.

+ in a yard outside I'm sitting at a table and I unzip my jeans for some fun time, but I hear someone on the edge of the area clear their through "hem hem" and I freeze, there's a girl there reading something. I don't want to zip up my pants because the gesture will be easily seen and they'll know I had previously unzipped. I stand up and try to find a place to zip up but can't, and go back to my seat still unzipped. Girl comes over and sits next to me at my table, says "I didn't want those guys looking over me" (there were 3 guys standing behind where she was).

It turns out she is a student of (information warfare?, the art of convincing people to do things for the government?). She talks animatedly about her studies in some detail and I'm very interested. She has a thick pile of books and I glance at the titles along the spines. She is thin, and has some (in an adorable way) not perfectly straight teeth, and has deep brown eyes.

After some while of speaking with her, I get bold and place my hand on her thin thigh (she's wearing jeans) and mention something like "it's time we got down to business"?

Then we're having sex, I want to change positions, and as we do, she disappears, she's replaced by a magazine (comic-like) of many pictures of her, I think somehow if I can get her to reappear from this comic. I head upstairs, (it's now my childhood home), I notice a door off the side of the stairway to an attic area [false, no such door] is slightly open and the light from inside rims the door frame, I think my mom is in there looking for something.

+ Next scene: I'm sitting on some torture/interrogation chair, and some bad guy is pacing behind me, I place my fists up tightly under my chin so he can't put a strangling cord around my neck. There is a girl in the scene and I manage to convince her to come sit on my lap (and I pull down her pants?)

+ (f) pool, swimming laps, going faster than someone to beat them to the edge

+ I'm in my house and there are several people there taking showers. Some women are toweling their hair on the other side of a barrier and I walk around it to check them out. They're all wearing disposable robes and shower caps it turns out. There is a tennis shoe that I pick up and look at closely, it is white and clean except for the tip, it's not my shoe though. I head out to go take a shower, and people tell me that towels (green ones) are folded on the table by the doorway, I see them, but I already know this because it's my house!

+ (f) see my reflection, I'm starting to look hot with all the exercise I'm doing, women in shower checking me out.

+ joking around outside with friends. I say "hey I'll check to see if we're dreaming, ha ha (I think, obviously we're not), how can I do that? I'll show you, <nose pinch> (I think I can't breathe, but not sure), I slap myself a few times jokinging, "hah, see, told you!" and then we clear out of the road so the procession can come by. Hitler is giving a speech across the street and we want to go listen.

+ a small girl wants me to move her to another bed, it appears a small boy is bothering her in her bed. I take her to my parent's bedroom in my childhood home. The bed's been lifted up and there is clothing strewn around the room, the bed may be put back down later. I look for sheets to place on the carpet to make up a bed for her.

+ (f) basketball, trying and eventually get a good jump and make a successful dunk. Try again and can't dunk again.

+ (f) rabbits. Strange odd rabbits, and going into a store and doing something with them.

+ riding lying back on a bicycle with a girl on top of me and I have fingers in interesting places, I have her boob in my mouth and she says "oooh, you've never kissed me like that before!". I'm getting shy since people in cars are looking and I try to move the girl around and block her privates with my hands from onlookers.

We arrive at a building and go in and I wonder where we're going to park/lock our bikes.

We're in a room and there is a middle-aged man there and these chairs with spring-loaded seats that start high (so that homeless won't sleep on them), and you push them down, and then it springs back up quickly like a toaster, throwing you forwards and up into the air.

We're then walking back down the stairs towards the bike, (rest forgotten)

+ I'm in a basement. I'm barefoot, and I'm trying to avoid stepping on anything sharp or nasty by blowing on the ground in front of me to sweep away anything I might step on. I come upon some construction materials and tools, hammers and nails on the ground, and I think these should be cleaned up but keep going. I notice that I can see windows that reveal the ground level about 6 feet above the floor of the basement, there is a path along the house there.

Along the wall of the basement, I see roots of plants growing extending down into the basement. I see along the wall 90 degrees from the root wall a bunch of small bright green houseplants in pots. I see a bright green frog emerge from one of these and say something like "hello, frog!".

The roots I'm looking at now are very thick, and run vertically and horizontally along the wall, they're the trunk of a tree in the garden. It's a very rare tree. I'm looking up at the canopy (only about 10 feet high), it's a bright, beautiful site.

This last dream was very vivid and present (VnP).

goal LD 3/10 for remainder of Feb. 7 to go!

+ bowling: lots of shots making 1-pin-left spares. I have oil on my fingers and the ball drops down several times when I lift it behind me, I try to wipe it off. A girl is bowling on the same lane at the same time. I run down to the end of the lane and there is a giant ball there with some object that I take as a prize and run off.

+ monsters, bar
Big Evil Bos is chastising a minion, the minion manages to talk his way out of it, placing blame on some other schmuck, convincing the evil boss that he's the right minion to help the boss do things. BEB agrees, and tells the minion to assign the other minion to "our most difficult rescue job."

In a large open area with a bar, we're captive, I go to the bar and eat some of the little pickled martini white onions [always loved those!]. There are some vouchers with cash there that I use to buy our way out of the captivity, the captor is amazed I'm willing to spend all that cash, but I say our mission is critical and we must leave immediately.

+ hunt, bikers

Looking top-down at a map, the lead guy changes the course, it's a zig-zagging pattern. I start running with another guy along the course. I'm holding (or conjuring) a diagram/map and using gestures to stretch it and rotate it as we move along.

Some (enemies?) rough bikers were captured by another gang and being interrogated, they captives are standing at attention outside, one captive is sassy and answers a question something like "pull it outta yer ASS!" The captor leader is impressed by his courage and praises him.

We're on the hunt and reach a barrier. Some (fairies?) guards are blocking the way, they demand two severed fingertips from our group. Two guys slice off their fingertips and give them to the guard, who then heals them (re-attaching the fingertips) and lets us go on our way.

+ LD #177 room w/friends, historical origins of horror literature, phone call, sexy time(s), gollum attacks

The LD part was very notably extremely vivid with clear and bright visuals, and very stable with lots of successful control. Too bad I didn't remember loftier goals :/.

... early part forgotten. Some friends and I enter a large (hotel?) free-standing room. My ex-gf SB is there, some (guy?), and me. We're talking about how we're going to arrange to lie on the large bed. Bed-left is nearest the window and that's where I want to be, there is a row of high windows along the right side of the room as facing the room with back to the door. At the bed, SB is saying she wants to be next to me so she can touch me (woohoo I think!). But the guy doesn't want to be on the left side, and I don't want to be in the middle.

SB and the guy are talking about ordering a few hundred hamburgers to have them delivered. The thing is though that it's late, and they don't want to take large orders this late because the delivery guy has to deliver and return to the store before he can go home and they don't like doing that. Then SB and the guy are tossing giant greasy hamburgers around the room and they land on the bed, I say that's gross as they're leaving grease marks on the bed and I'm tossing them off of the bed.

There is some interlude in a different place where the history of horror literature is discussed. It is a "scary" portrait of a hand against some odd background. Then it's revealed that what happens is that a light comes on behind you, and a shadowy outline of the devil appears on the portrait, you can see the horns on his head. Then there's a brief thing about how the devil is just really some typical dumpy looking guy, and you could even call him "Bob" or "Ralph" and say "hey, how's it going, Bob?".

Back in the room I'm noticing the colors of sunrise already in the sky through the windows. Oh man it's late, the sun is already coming up! I get a phone call, it seems like my waking life ringtone. I answer the call and go outdoors outside the room to talk. A girl's voice answers, and she immediately goes off on a diatribe like "OMG! I can't believe you made me listen to that [my ringtone which she somehow heard?]! That's the most terrible thing that's happened to me in a long time! [Blah blah blah for a while]." Then I ask who is calling and whom are you trying to reach, a man's voice comes on briefly, and it's clear that it's a wrong number and I hang up. That sure was a weird phone call, I think. Wait! Weird!? <nose pinch> .

I'm dreaming! As always, I'm astounded at the convincing feeling of being awake. The dream is bright, clear, and stable. I immediately decide that since I've always wanted to have sex with SB in a lucid and "she's right there back in the room" that I'll walk back. It takes about 5-10 seconds to get back to the room/building, but there's no door there. I do not let that stop me, and I just phase through knowing I'll end up at the entrance to the room. I do. SB is there on the left side of the large room, and I go to here.

Spoiler for sexy time:

I move her to a small cushioned seat, (she's a bit uncooperative at first), and I start with giving her a kiss. Her face is very clear, it's a reasonable approximation of her looks when we were going out. She's fully dressed and so am I, and I try out something I've wanted to do for years and make a "ripping apart" two-handed gesture with my hands and command, "BE NAKED!" and instantly she is naked! I do the same to me, looking down at my fully clothed body, my pants/underwear vanish but my long-sleeved shirt remains! Oh well, that's good enough, I start in on getting a BJ from SB. In order to prevent my typical fast wake, I look to the left, and I look to the right in the room, while still feeling the BJ action. I then get the idea of doing a walking BJ, we'll go for a walk outside and SB will continue the BJ.

We get up and go outside and there's some confusion about the number of which "door" we must go through. I think oh let's just get on the pavement and do it right here, but SB's gone now. I think OK, I'll go back into the room.
I walk at the brick wall again at the place where the door should have been and pass through with no issues like it's an illusion. But instead of being in the room, I'm now in a hallway with girls standing around outside the ladie's room. There are some really nice looking girls there and I move to bring a bunch of them into the ladie's room with me.

Inside the ladies' room, it's like a big fancy restaurant, sumtuous wood and cushioned seating, very posh, I think briefly yeah those ladies know how to do it. There is a girl standing at a podium and I know she is the maitre d' (!). I go over to her, she's not attractive, but va-va-VOOM her assistant is HOT. Yes, you'll do nicely I think.

Spoiler for sexy time #2:

I maneuver her to a couch and just like #1, she's fully clothed and so am I, so again I do "BE NAKED!" and she's fully naked, and again I command myself "BE NAKED" and again my shirt remains, haha! I pull the shirt out of the way and scootch her hips forwards to the edge of the couch and I lean down and take a whiff of her lightly-pubed (ahem), and catch a very nice distinct female scent. Just about to dive in when ...

BOOM! Pain! Something bony and sharp has jumped onto my back in between my shoulder blades! It's like a 1/2-sized gollum very bony, I think he's the security system of the bathroom and has been sicc'ed on me. At first I pry one of his hands off of me, take out my "lightsaber dagger" and motion to cut off his hand. He's off of my back then but still targetting me. The unattractive maitre d' is standing nearby and I command her "you have to f^&* him." She responds saying "What!? NO!" I then tell gollum "you can f^&* her!" and that distracts him away from me (he says "Yeah!" and seems excited at the prospect) and I turn back to my girl #2.

Spoiler for sexy time #2, contd, mild dominance:

I tell her to put her arms up over her head and she lifts her forearms up to her shoulders. No, not good enough, I tell her again to put her arms up over her head, she slightly lifts her elbows but it's not what I wanted. I grab her arms then and push them fully up over her head. She then gets it and exclaims, "You mean THIS shit!?" And I answer "Yes, THAT shit."

and I wake up...

I was really excited by the quality of the last dream and LD so I never made it back to sleep for 2 hours until my alarm went off.

+ tennis with the (tennis) stars: I want to play them too but I end up collecting the balls for them, good deal for them they get to play and I end up chasing the balls. At first just a few, then a torrent of balls from out of their pockets.

We go to the corner (of TV park? by the bike rack) and eat: I rise off a bowl of tortilla chips and pour out the water and put it down for everyone to eat

The tennis is happening also in a room of a small house/cabin. A guy comes pounding on the door and gets upset when I don't answer it right away.

+ (maybe follow up scene of above dream) my son is talking to people outside of his bedroom window, he opens it widely and leans out. I want to see who he's talking to, so I climb up and lean out, too. There is a HUGE crowd of English-speaking tourists walking by, most college student age. They're sort of mulling around outside the window on the sidewalk and the street, about 100 people at least. I'm thinking I should offer them tourist suggestions, but I can't think of anything to say. My son is saying that the sports here is not worth watching but I say no that's crap, they should definitely go to a (tennis?) sports event.

+ I find myself (waking up?) lying with my head right on the edge of an extremely tall structure of some kind. My gaze looks out over the edge and down to sparkling water very far below. That fall would definitely kill you. I check back a few times and every time I get a very strong feeling of vertigo, I notice that where I am is far above even the mountains that surround the large body of water. I think I need to get down. I start sliding down, it's like a massive inflated kids' jumping palace. On the second slide down the structure begin deflating. I'm getting closer to the ground, but the maintenance guys who are deflating the structure say "too late, you should have gotten off earlier, now you'll have to wait until 4:30am in order to get off." I think I won't have to wait since I'm so close to the ground (water?).

We're getting on a train ride with little cars filled with wool on the bottom (live sheep?), we're heading to the ghost town.

+ in the airport, in a hurry, choosing which goggles to use. Outdoors watch the launch of an air-ship (it looks like an old-time ocean schooner). sabotage/line, ships plummets out of the sky and hits the ground in a second, all the people on board bounce up from the shock in to the air and back down onto the ship, many are killed.

The guy (young blonde boy?) who did the sabotage is then opening some (small plane?) with two young people lying down lengthwise in the tube, a guy and a girl? The bad guy (shoots a poison dart?) and one of the young people dies, looks very dead.

I'm in a house, I walk by a hallway table where I see a bunch of packages/papers addressed to me. I clearly recognize my mother's handwriting (in pink). They're frantically searching for me. They've left their phone number as "130", which I "recognize" as the local emergency number. Why would they do that and not be here? I have a sense of dread that I need to get out of here as soon as possible, this is not my house, maybe it's the poisoning boy. My work laptop is here and I want to get it, I'm not even fully dressed but I sense that I must get out right now.

Then the little blonde boy comes in and I'm dodging tiny little poison darts (that look like dental GUM sticks). I run for the front door, I go through one door then reach the front door, it's locked. The front wall of the house is a glass wall [DREAM SIGN]. There is a large force outside, many cars, here to take down the evil boy. I'm running along the glass wall to the right, trying to think of some way to break out. I think the people outside can easily break through with one of their cars. I see some people outside and I'm trying to sign/gesture communicate to them to break the glass. I write out the letters to "Break the glass" with my finger on the glass using backwards lettering so they can "read" it.

They do bring a car and break the glass but it's in an area that already had a few doors to the outside, I say "well I feel stupid" for not noticing them. Then I and my rescuers are in a little floral garden (with posters of watermelons?), they're critiquing the esthetics of the garden, saying it's typical of that boy.

later:

+ running to car in parking lot with laptop, convertible the top is down I'm evading some (bad guys?), throw the laptop in the back and think I'll raise the roof automatically. Can't get out of the parking lot because I must pay the attendant $41.50, trying to get change right with the attendant and the machine.

+ Some kind of intervention meeting. The subject is some wild hippy old guy who's approaching and singing some kind of nonsense song. girl with swirly pink birthmark skin all over. people slowly file out. I lie down next to the girl, my head next to hers, and I massage her scalp with my fingers, she says she likes that. There is a bed there and the girl is on it now, I check out to the hallway there is an older man there who heads down the stairs, leaving us along. I decide to have some fun with the girl who is still on the bed

Spoiler for kind of sexy-time:

She's wearing a skirt and sitting on the bed, I pick up her legs and spread them far apart, her skirt is out of the way and I have an awesome view of her panty-covered (ahem). I look away and back, she's still in that position, I look closer trying to see underneath the panties, see a little bit under the side, and think about going in for oral.

+ outside with a dark-skinned girl. She's swinging something around like a whip and I (help?) her. I'm walking with her and I'm feeling attracted to her. I'm standing close, should I move to kiss her? She tells me something and touches my arm with her hand while doing so. I should definitely kiss her! But she moves to return to where we came from and the moment is lost, and I follow her there.

+ (f) football, watching some teams play. There is a little dwarf coach who runs out on the field in between the plays and runs back off to the sidelines for the play.

+ I'm telling my elderly neighbors to water the garden plants for me, at least once a week, or else my wife will be furious to return and find them all dead. I'm thinking they can use the back-and-forth sprinkler on the left side, and there's a little round sprinkler down in the lower right corner for the right side. Location: on street outside childhood home.

+ (f) I'm leaving the house and its pouring rain outside. I start putting on a full body rain suit

+ I'm leaving and airplane, and I'm in a real hurry for the connecting flight. They tell me while I'm running off the plane NOT to turn to the left. I get to the terminal and the attendants are directing me through a series of side corridors: "Hurry!" "He won't make it!" I get to a place outside where the planes taxi in some back area and I keep expecting to see my plane taking off but it doens't appear, so I keep running, and I think I can make it, I meet my family (with small kids) in the terminal later

+ Some girls appear on the street driving a golf-cart-looking car. "Let me drive!" I insist (because I'm the only one with a valid driver's license) [true]. They don't let me drive. "LET ME DRIVE!" I yell but they don't let me, they make some gesture with their hands about how their hands and legs affect the steering.

At a table in a restaurant, a waitress brings up a glass and says "here's your beet juice." It is a small glass of it and very pink/red/beet colored. Then the girl next to me has a beet-colored tumbler full of some slushy cocktail. I'm saying that all the local football teams lost. A preppy guy at the table seems annoyed with me (hear him rather than see him) and he says "I bet you only ordered cheese and pepperoni on the pizza."