FryingMan

+ reading mom's obituary in the pink pages of the Sunday paper. The columnist is famous, but you have to write up the obit as if it were a baseball play in order to get the guy to print them. Looking for her name in the column, the printed part is really short, there are two pictures of her young and with huge, almost manic smiles on her face. My sister is there, she gave me the paper to read.

+ home invader, childhood home: TV's on, I didn't turn it on, instantly suspect an invader grab a lighter pistol and hold it up like a club and head partway up the stairs, invader comes out of the downstairs bathroom, I'm on stairs, trying to say "Who are you!? What are you doing?!" but it comes out "WH-WH-WH-WH!?!!!", he says "WAIT!" before I hit him (I "recognize" him?) he writes something on a piece of paper -- he's gotten somebody to agree to be his music student. He leaves out the front door, "we should become friends first". He wants to be my housemate. The only thing good about the student deal is that I think he'll be able to pay his rent. I'm not enthusiastic about the idea, "My mom passed away recently and I need more alone time," the rest of my family agrees with me. I wonder how much I could charge for renting my sister's room out. $2,000 - $3,000? $1,000 is too little for the awesome unique view. $1500? Would my sister be mad? She'd have to come and gather her things first. We'd have to share the upstairs bathroom.

+ (f) I'm in the kitchen (of childhood home?) scraping a flat white round crusty thing off of a cookie sheet with a spatula, it's a fried egg with no yolk. I guess my dad made it. Then I see one with some yolk left on it.

+ knee job at drum corps concert; mom again, cleaning, meet guy with deformed back, I introduce myself as her son; lose my instrument
I'm sitting in the audience near the front right of the hall. On stage is a drum corps concert: huge group, instrument sections are "sliding" down in from off stage (stage is steeply sloped going up towards the back). In front is a long row of drummers all drumming and spinning and making awesome moves.

It's dark now, and I have my feet extended in front of me beneath and to the side of the seat in front of me. I feel someone there grab my shoe and hold it and move it around. I look forwards and try to see through the darkness, I think I see the person there's head is turned back and looking at me from between the seats. I keep looking and keep seeing someone looking at me. I bend my legs and pull them back out from under the seat to stop the grabbing. I'm annoyed by it. The person sitting there gets up and changes seats several over to the left.

The lights come on and I see the people seated in front of me are two hot girls (sisters, one older one younger) and their mom. Aw man, and I was annoyed with her playing with me without knowing, what a missed opportunity. Then the younger girl is back in the seat in front of me, turned around facing me, and leaning over with her face just a foot or so away from mine. She is pretty, and is staring right into my eyes and smiling. I'm taken aback and stammer out, "uh, hello there!" Then she starts licking my knee. And not tentative little licks, but a sloppy enthusiastic "knee-job." (I'm wearing jeans). Her saliva is drenching both legs of my jeans. I lean my head over to my friend next to me and say "I bet you know what I'm thinking!" (that "This must be a dream", [but alas, no RC, no lucidity]). Her mom is laughing at the whole thing.

After the concert people are milling around outside. A small group of people enter and there they are again, the two hot sisters! I decide to take out my phone and try to get some pics of them. I manage to get the younger sister alone to the side and start taking pictures of her face. She makes distorted funny faces every time, like those "funny face" apps do. I try to trick her into getting a clear shot of her face by giving her a long slow countdown to the picture and taking the picture early, but the picture still comes out distorted. I think this must be because of the "fun house" mirror that is behind her. Her older sister joins at some point. The younger sister starts wailing/screeching in between pictures, and I try to "SSShhh!!" her. I tell somebody "she totally gave me 'deep knee'," and I prove it by showing the still-wet saliva tracks on both knees of my jeans.

The group eventually leaves. The girls have a brother who off-handedly mentions that they're going home to "Brettonwood" [something with a B] then he immediately clams up like he wasn't supposed to say where they lived. I think of going there some day to find them. They walk off down the street.

I'm with my mom then, she's with a group cleaning up after the concert. There is a train of cars connected. One of the train cars is also a huge (10-foot diameter?) clothes dryer. I can't find my instrument. I know I had it earlier but now it's gone. I'm looking around in these train cars for it. I reach under the seat and feel a handle like the handle on my instrument case. I'm relieved. Then I pull it out and see it's just a normal suitcase, my instrument is still missing.

My mom tells me about a man who's walking by. He seems normal, she tells me he dresses that way because of his deformity. He's wearing what appears to be a normal suit. Then I watch him more closely as he walks past me from left to right and he seems to shrink in height and is wearing loose clothing, and it appears his back is very crooked and his butt sticks way out. He's from a family that should know me but he doesn't seem to know me. I stick out my hand to him and we shake hands, and I say "I'm <my mother's first name>'s son." Somebody is doing math based on age difference to figure out how old somebody is?

+ (f) concert schedule, am I playing a concerto? What will I do, now that I've lost my instrument?

long BTS attempt, make it only for a short dream, recalled later:

+ in the restaurant.
"Pad Thai to go, please."
"We don't make that any more."
"What!? I've been ordering that here for years! What'll I eat then? OK, just give me a vodka martini to go. Can I get a lid with that?"
Then I wonder if it's OK to have in the car. It's a closed container so it should be OK, I can put it behind the front seat. When I get home I'm going to get drunk off of bourbon and coke.

Standard procedure for my nights: I do not record at night, I do mental recall only, reviewing the accumulated dreams briefly (sometimes for a long time) on every waking, and record only after getting up.

non-lucid, notes
semi-lucid
fully lucid

early:

+ (impressions of doing lots of things with a team of young people) a house on fire?

+ (f) in the sand, stretching out a red tape, this is a very powerful

later:

+ LD#156
In and out of lucidity, semi-lucidity.
A number of scenes, order a bit unclear
I'm lying on a couch in a room, there is another guy on the couch and a guy across the room
squishy spiders, cat eats one, I'm batting the other one away, see dense spider web (built for just the night!?)
See dog L, it's been so long, he looks very thin, need to feed him, get lucid, go outside, think "yay, #156", think of TOTMs, go back in ask DC to tell me a joke, first one like "and I fell down", said "tell me another one", he tells another one also sort of gibberish. To cement the TOTM I bite him (on the arm I think), then I'm walking to a room around a corner I want to go somewhere else, he follows? I go in a bathroom close the door and think when I come out of here I'll be in a different place. Then I think of summoning a girl by making believe we're having sex and start making motions. I then "wake up" in a dark room lit as if by a fire in a fireplace lying down in a corner and self-pleasuring, and stop thinking someone else in the room can see me.

Lying on ground in garage, girl's brought her new moped (looks like a bicycle) to show her friend who's there, I'm stuck by two cars, girl keeps shoving this bike right on top of me almost, I keep shoving it away, I eventually say "Hey I don't want that gasoline sloshing on me!". girl backs out of garage and I think hey why not kiss her, and I do, and a waking up lucid moment as I make kissing motions on nothing

Then I'm back in the original scene standing over a bed in the living room of the same house and there's a man lying there with blue eyes, crew cut and bright red hair, and we're talking. I realize I'm dreaming again and go outside and try to find my way to a different neighborhood [rest forgotten].

I'm in a bathtub. I'm writing really interesting things on the side of the bathtub with dry erase markers. But every time I raise my hand up to write something else I smudge/erase what I wrote before and this eventually starts frustrating me. I'm naked in the tub, and the tub is in a small enclosure just barely bigger than the tub (room to sit up), it's in an office and there's a window into the tub. I scoot down to the bottom of the tub and estimate that if someone looks in they won't see my (ahem), just barely. But there's a door on the end and they could open it and see me there.

riding in back seat of huge truck (driven by JaEi [VP company "R"]), pat JE on shoulder saying "you're doing a great job driving this thing!" then he drives off some edge and we're in free fall for what seems like 4 seconds, I'm anticipating an unpleasant impact, we hit but we're not destroyed or hurt, I look behind us and see the cliff we just rode down. I'm feeling around my lap for my waist bag and can't find it. I keep searching front and back, and eventually feel it and am relieved.

In room with young man, I'm trying to write on the side of a pen like I was writing on the side of the bathtub earlier, I was telling him about my dream of driving in the cliff-jumping huge truck, and he said, "I was there too, " and I said "You mean that was *real*?" But then I thought back to it and didn't remember there being any girls in the truck and said so. I think he was in a different truck that didn't go off the cliff like we did

+ I'm walking on some street, come to a stop light, waiting for the go indicator, and I see two guys I worked with (AM and Ch. from [company "B"]), and say s.l. "hey the guys from 'B'!").

+ LD #157
I'm in my childhood home living room, it's dark/night, I suspect a dream, then I see an unknown short old man in flowing robes walking quickly towards the front door as if he just came downstairs and I decide (perhaps with nose pinch), yes, lucid dreaming again. I head to the sliding glass door and open it and walk out on to the deck. The night sky is filled with silvery moon-lit clouds. I see some patterns in the sky that look sort of like faces. I just stand there looking up at the sky in awe for several moments. At some point I hear a screech coming from the stairs, I decide to try TOTM advanced (i) and crumple the scene. I hold my arms up to the sky and start making gathering motions, but I feel no physical traction, don't notice anything visually changing, then I decide I really should go investigate what's going on upstairs. I run for the stairs and I take out and ignite my lightsaber, which shows a weak translucent beam that is lighting up the wall in a jumping around pattern as I run up the stairs. Decide no, switch to physical sword, so I "reach for the hilt" and "draw" it expecting it to be there. It's dark and I vaguely see a blade before me, I reach up my right hand and pinch the blade and feel it to verify its presence. I'm with some friend and we run in to my parents bedroom, and my parents are there and my mom and I trade sword blows for a while.

wake, recall, BTS:

later, vague short scenes, in and out of sleep:

+ in a house, strange small creature pets crawling into holes, brightly colored huge grasshoppers/shrimps(?) clustered under the slats on the deck

+ clearing out my room (at music camp?)

+ a guy's criticizing my chess, my moves were strong then suddenly (on move 16?) I started playing poorly, my explanation was that I was late with my wife to a party and so had to offer a draw instead of playing on for the win.

+ see two owls: first one owl (outside childhood home?), then it sees me and it flies to its nest which is in my childhood home garage? I think these owls perhaps ate the little lizard pet from the earlier scene and that's why nobody can find it

+ (f) with ex-gf SB, her face close to mine, kissing her forehead

+ some girls are coming to visit. I had to remove all the centerfolds I had put up inside the cabinets. I hope I did. We're walking through and I open the cabinets carefully and see I did remove them, and feel relief.

earlier:

+ tennis. Playing on court, with pro (lesson). Arguing over "out" call at corner, but I was right there. Ball the size of a cherry? Go to try to find advanced service machine in [foreign country] store. They all are just auto ball shooters not what I need. Someone is talking about a pro's amazing serve, I visualize his serve, the kick-off from the ground and the follow-through

+ (f) trying to choose the right way on the freeway

+ (couple others, forgot)

later:

+ work epic:
arrive to building, lunch buffet (2 stations: squid salad (big whole squids), and some other grey/green mush),

anger SB (don't let her hang her stuff in my office), she stomps off, I try to get her back to apologize but she's too mad.

see JoDu (childhood neighborhood) and friend walking through the halls, they see me and take me to their meeting, they're in charge of documenting the history of a large atrium building (kind of weird for a job assignment I think). In the beginning they needed to call in actors to populate the atrium. Someone else was in charge of the license plates (?!?). I thought what if they hired a guy who played the saxophone, what if he didn't show up, etc. (did he have funny teeth?).

I'm on the 2nd floor balcony looking down to the ground floor, lots of employees are mulling around. A girl who doesn't work at that company comers in and looks sort of lost, she goes up to another girl and announces "I've been challenged to sleep with somebody in a very cold room!" I run down to the first floor a bunch of guys are crowding around her saying "I know a cold room!" "No, no, *I* know a cold room!". There's some guy there I'm wrestling with, I bite his head, he has weird grey-purplish skin. He calls to her "Hey, you want to go get a motel room!?" She answers "Yes!". I say to the guy "you get the heck out of here with your freaky grey skin!"

I'm in a relatively deserted area, there's a glass wall/door to the outside, a man is standing there with his face against the glass and wants in the back door, another employee is close to the door but ignores the guy and moves away, we should definitely not let him in. I'm inspecting and playing "musical sticks" that if you wack them against something make a chiming/wooden flute sound. I'm going to go play these in Africa? Trying to find the right stick, some don't sound right, some sound better, one comes apart in multiple pieces.

Walking down a hallway I come across an ice cream/smoothie station, I see bright purple ice cream. There is a menu of available flavors, cherry something, cherry jubilee(?), etc., I want that, the attendant motions that there are a bunch of already prepared drinks/ice creams on the counter, I reach for one but another guy steps in front, and pour himself a big glass from the one I wanted, I'm annoyed that he's going to take it all. Then I realize he actually emptied his glass back into the served container, now I need a fresh one and am waiting for it. The annoying guy's head pops up through a trap door in the floor inside the kiosk, and opens his mouth, and the attendant pours a stream of red smoothie in to the guy's mouth. The attendant finally pours me a cup that I'm holding but he gets is all over my shirt, I turn away in disgust and wonder, "Is this some sort of first day at work prank?"

I go outside, near the main entrance to the building, outside on the lawn there is some sort of HR festival, I hear some women discussing ideal placement for such-and-such a display. I ignore this first area. Then I'm walking through an area of people sitting on bar stools. I notice a hot girl with a shoulder-and-sleeveless top, with a nice view of side boob and bra. There is a woman attendant who walks by her and straightens out the hot girl's bra, (because the girl and the others on the bar stools are not allowed to move). The attendant speaks and sounds like another girl I had a crush on at a previous company but I do not turn around. I then see ex-gf SB again who falls down off her stool and and breaks her shoulder, I go down to help her up: I say "Hey, sweetie, hey baby, are you OK?" She answers angrily, "I'm not your sweetie!" I leave her there, she's still angry at me.

Some of us leave in a car going to a meeting in another building, this is a huge campus, a guy says "it's ridiculous that they put the XYZ group in the cell phone division". We finally arrive somewhere in a parking garage, we're lost, woman in garage who works in supermarket in that building says "there are lots of employees who shop here on their way home, you can ask them where your building is," good idea, I have to fit in, so I pick up a trendy long complex pastry item in a cellophane wrapper and I will pretend I eat these all the time, even though I just got it out of a vending machine. There is a group of girls outside the glass walls of the stairway and they are laughing.

+ on a driving trip, pulling in to a rest stop area. There are facilities, some are public, some are private, they seem like just lines of closets, some small, some large/long. One has cafeteria, guys with mugs with logos, enter, (talk to woman/), under a tent (wife?) is holding a giant bull penis, about 2 feet long and fist-thick and erect, it wobbles as if made of rubber, I'm standing by a fence, and she throws it at me and I barely dodge out of the way. Later I see the penis thing again with a bloody "bone" spot in the middle of its cross section where it was cut off on the bottom)

+ outdoors daylight, wide open empty plain, a guy is shooting a shotgun into the sky and the pellets are refelcting/falling back down off from the sky onto a large incline full of barrels and hitting the barrels. Then it's night and the guy warns of the jackals coming. I hear growling and see two little green reflective eyes in the distance. Start running and one is near me, I have no gun, it seems to be feigning injury, may be a trick, I'm fighting it off with a stick. The jackals dig into the sand like an arrow and launch themselves at you. Then it turns into a large human baby but I know it's a jackal, it's slippery, I'm at the edge of the sea and know I must down this thing. I get a grip and hold it under the waves, it struggles, I feel very uncomfortable about this as it looks like a human, it turns red, and becomes bloated and drowns and dies, the guy is which me and says "oh man do you think it was a real baby?" I say no, turn it upside down, it is a hollow plastic shell, empty inside except for some straps rolled up and taped against the insides, on the outer rim the words "Human Con" is written in small letters ("human container?"). I say "if this was real, there would be a stomach, heart, lungs, etc. in here".

+ ice skating rink: race (did I participate? I think I could do OK), following girl going counter-clockwise, doing front-crossovers, I'm on hockey skates, girl likes the center ice because it is smooth, it's for figure skating practice.

WBTB, long BTS, much day dreaming, find determination to sleep/dream more, eventually fall back asleep.

+ FA LD#155 I find myself awake in bed feeling frisky and "ready for action", so I turn to wife and start initiating contact, she seems receptive and we start embracing. Then I notice that across the living room out the window and into the neighboring house there is a figure standing at a window behind a thin curtain I think he's watching us, and very well may see us. So I get up and walk to the wall and close the curtains (the guy turns away as I do this?), return to bed (glimpse of other people walking in other rooms of our house?). I notice that there is a short curtain that has partially closed over the front of the TV set as well and think this is funny/interesting (it's in "solidarity" with the other curtain I just closed). My wife is then up and at the sliding glass door and lets in a little dog, she says something about someone bringing it for us, little dog comes running in, it's supposed to be just like our [deceased] dog L, he lifts his leg and pees on a scooter leaning against the wall near the bed. I think to myself, "now, if that dog looked more like 'L', I'd have to do a reality check!", I do a few nose pinches anyway, determine I can breathe, and get lucid. I immediately head out the sliding glass door to the garden and look around. I immediately see large rock formations against the back of the garden fence. They're very impressive. It is bright daylight outside. I walk to the center of the rectangular back yard, noticing all the stuff lying around, and remember my desire to narrate during LDs. I slow down and pay attention, and I start hearing birds chirping, it sounds and looks and feels *just like* a typical suburban garden. I start saying out loud what I see, "my old red/white/blue basketball [lying on the ground among the wood chips], a lovely BBQ, [turn around look behind me] pink flowers [like lilies, cone shaped] growing in a bush", I see a basketball hoop above the flowers. There is so much to see in this garden, if I narrate everything it will take the whole dream?! I see my wife walking ahead of me in the garden, still feel frisky, should I have sex with her? Decide: no.

I raise my eyes beyond the garden and see a neighboring house a ways across the hill, super tall (5-6 stories) and non-level sloping roof line sloping up from left [low] to right [higher]. I want to fly up to the roof of that house. I push off against the ground and aim my intention at the top of the roof. But instead, I go straight up very high into the air, several times higher than the roof of the neighbor house. I lose speed and start falling back down, and aim myself to the roof of the house and land there. It is a rich house with lots of security. I want to enter (there are hot girls in there?). The lock on the door seems like a game: you have to request something, do a quest, and return with the answer in order to get in, I think "screw that" and make a "throw away" gesture with my right arm and the door is ripped off its hinges. Inside, video game looking vague bad guys are shooting rifles/guns at me. I run through the hallway straight ahead, making squeezing gestures with my fists and they all "pop" and disappear. Then I know I have to face the boss of the place.

(discontinuity? Loss of lucidity)

I turn round a tight corner and enter a very small (one-two person) elevator, I know there's a girl there? There is, and I'm very excited at the prospect of making out with her. She is a petite "hostess" emo girl, not super pretty, with hair hanging down in front of her eyes. She seems annoyed/not welcoming attention. I face her and brush the hair off her face, she's wearing dark red lipstick and has a small mouth. She asks "How long will you want me for/will you be here?" She says that she was with a new customer "and [she] can make a lot of money." I take her in my arms and her whole body is trembling. I understand that the manager sent her to me, but that this interrupted her visit with another customer, I say "you're trembling, are you angry that you were interrupted?", (she indicates yes?), I talk to her and soothe her, tell her it's OK I don't want to take her from her other customer. I kiss her lightly on the cheek. I realize she's stopped trembling, (I say "see it's better now?"), elevator reaches the top, and I give her a light kiss on the lips, we go our separate ways. If the manager sees we're not together, he may get angry with her and she'd have to bring him to me, if that happens, I wonder if I should say she ditched me? No, won't do that.

Turn around, pass a manager telling waiter next to the kitchen to stop giving out breakfast menus (I see the pile and think I should take one because I want an omlet, but don't), keep going, enter large area (bowling alley?), just before I turn the corner I hear my instrument playing warm-ups, uh oh is it a rehearsal? I don't want to go, I'll tell them my instrument is in for repairs ["remember" this as being true anyway], sit down with group at a table, young guy waiter taking orders, look at menu seems to be pictures of burgers, I ask if breakfast is still available (I want that omelet!), he leaves to ask goes around corner, I say "bet he won't be back for 20 minutes". Briefly see plate of burger and fries on the table (then why did they order if they already have food?)

multiple sleep interruptions: loud street cleaning car at 5:30am, family drama call to my wife at 6:30am [I just got up for a couple hours] , alarm at 9:30. I slept until 2pm.

+ LD#154 in car [current country], traffic, side gate with official side traffic coming in, get past, walking, see kids coming down sidewalk to corner, one of them says to me "Hi, <….> [some strange name starting with W: Warner?]", I look at him his face changes getting older, he's a redhead. Later on short sexy moment and a lucid moment.

+ indoor area, see woman talking to girl with very long somewhat disheveled platinum blonde dreadlocks. Then sexy time encounter with the girl bent over something, some dirty talk. Then she mentions an "uncomfortable situation," we appear in my childhood home living room which is decorated for Christmas, I'm with the same girl, we're doing it on a chair she's straddling me, I see my dad sitting across the room on a couch and I guess that's the uncomfortable part as he gets up and walks out, I "fall out" and try to get going again with her as the dream transitions, I have a brief DO view of her, her friend, and a small child in a highchair with dark hair, all just in front of the Christmas tree.

+ very vivid near-lucid moment walking up staircase, moving through spooky deserted attics (I think "this place is creepy"), to find the friendly old librarian who gives me an "ancient scroll?" which is some a rolled-up teletype printout from decades ago, I start to unroll it to read it but she says no read it later, not here.

+ In current home [rare] kitchen, looking out the window, I see a man standing there who's climbed up the wall bit, and is to the side of our kitchen window, looking in. He has pure white hair. He says "I like watching your cat." Then my cat is at the window and pushing through the screen and jumps down outside and runs away with the man. I call to my son to chase them while I keep my eye on them. Then we're all outside chasing and it's now our [deceased] dog we're chasing, and we get him back eventually.

+ Many scenes in a restaurant on multiple levels on a sloping hill
1. Sitting at a table, the waiter is pissed that we didn't tip enough
2. I'm a manager but I'm handing over the baton to somebody?
3. I have a tender moment with the black woman (former lover?) with creepy huge mouth/lips [I'm not scared in the dream] covered in lipstick. She has a daughter who looks just like her whom I see briefly, then I'm having the moment with the woman, I give her a quick light kiss (I see those freaky lips pucker up for me), I say "you have amazing lips", and I tenderly touch her left cheek with my right hand.
4. sexy time boob goosing up the shirt of several different women [unclear]?

+ I feel like I'm constantly returning to and airport and trying to go somewhere. A plane starts to take off, but then the nose points back and and we re-land for some emergency situation.

+ Nightmare dog thing (like fluffy from Harry Potter) with a weird bun nose is sleeping, and (I or some other guy) is trying to slowly and quietly open a package of pudding, but the dog wakes up and starts hanging around threateningly.

+ I'm washing my phone and my tablet computer at a drinking fountain with my wife. I just very briefly put them under the water so they don't get ruined.

Then I'm reading the packaging for a cleaning thing, reading some nonsense chemical name, and I "realize" that this is the same chemical in SOS pads, and the package turns into an SOS pad box. I need to clean an oven with it. Some guy is there saying you'll never get the whole thing clean. I say [in a foreign language], "better than nothing!", he says "yeah, better than nothing."

earlier:

+ (f) on the coast line, I notice the water line receding, think this is the precursor for a tsunami, start running away, tell my friend to run

+ in apartment I share with ex-gf SB. I notice a large storage area built into the floor, it's about 8 feet deep and 1 square meter in cross section. Hey, that's a great place to store all of our junk I think. I notice it's not packed well. It's loosely filled with skinny, tall lamps and random things. I think if we worked a little bit every day, we could free up all the junk in the apartment and pack it efficiently into boxes and store it in this space. I briefly see and think about the little items all over the place that need to be dealt with before I move out.

There is a container with little bars of chocolate, I open some and eat them. I present them to SB and her female friend. They say they can only eat the little triangular ones (some name), and ask me if I ate them all? I can't remember but I don't answer because maybe I did. They also say they can only eat the long skinny ones (that also had a name), and I think I may have eaten those, too.

+ (impressions…fleeting…just can't grasp them…lots of content)

+ (finally recovered another one!) (f?) crocodiles at childhood home:
I'm down in the back yard, in the neighbor's yard down the hill from the property line are attack/guard crocodiles. One of them in particular is very nasty and aggressive, and quite fat. I know this one can lunge up to our level and grab someone, so we run away from the edge.

later:

+ homestead, bears, "community chamber pot", saw, tree blocking road, sewage/water/reclamation system in large sunken cellar
I've arrived at a remote spot in nature where my friends are building a homestead. The land is slightly rolling with some trees (near a river?). Bears are around, I see some. The homestead guy (DaGr?) says as long as you startle them they stay away.

A tree has fallen across the road where the buggy carrying the household items will come from. DG is chopping at it with an axe? I think that will take a really long time. I see a collection of old saws with different styles (some fat, long, short, sharp, skinny, etc.) of teeth. I'm looking for a large two-man saw to make short work of the large tree trunk blocking the road. I see several but not just what I'm looking for. Then DG shows me his new two-man saw. He says it's sharp (?) but I don't see any teeth on it at all. I'm looking at it trying to figure it out for a while.

DG hops down into the open cellar pit and punches an electronic button that starts up his invention: waste/sewage/water reclamation system that is the foundation of his company with his partner [false], it runs in pipes around the perimeter of the cellar pit. I notice that this pit is much larger than I noticed previously. He's telling about how the system works: people and animals contribute organic material with many different minerals and other substances that are extracted by his system. I eventually figure out what he means is that everybody pees and poops in a big "community chamber pot" and animals come and eat stuff from here and also poop in it, producing a mixture of material for the system to process. I ask him if he's going to build a holding wall for all the poop-mixture down here in the cellar.

DG is presenting a scoring system for lucid dreaming on a board for us. Fully lucid dreams get 3 points, semi-lucid dreams 2 points, non-lucid dreams 1 point, there are finer distinctions of scoring also available.

+ shopping for jeans in a big 'n tall store, hanging around a long time waiting for a salesman. Dual colored front/back pink/brown pants, don't have my size, arrive on motorized seat, sales clerk jokingly calls it "the lawnmower", can't see the size on any of the jeans. Light/white colored walls and cubbies, upscale feeling, woman in dressing room changing hey close the door, men's dressing room across the way, waiting for sales guy, eventually several of them come back (must be coming back from break I think) and I raise my hand, first one doesn't come, then I "recognize" my guy (large and with black beard?), I mention my size is right on the border, small for big ' n tall, large for regular stores, he says yeah that's there smallest size. He shows me the pants with the strange multi-color. I suppose I can try something other than blue jeans.
Just hanging around waiting and browsing for a long time.

early:

+ dad, S blvd., car battery, speed detector? ("giving it away free, someone will steal it")

+ (f) of course everyone chooses my brother-in-law's family, they have the new video game

+ (f) I suddenly notice (although I feel I've known all along) that the famous statue is missing from the big building.

+ "reek", fast car, fast food drive-through, get stuck our car is too long

+ son, brown monitor (red and green blow up), explosion/meteor house outside window, "oh that's not good", jump out to douse fire, go to hose/faucet, turn it on, trying to find the end of the hose among a huge jumble of hoses

+ I'm on my way to museum (LH) in shorts and no shoes, should I take my motorcycle? restaurant kiosks set up along the brick of of the L's house on HC, 3 kids there (2 girls, one boy, a girl and the boy are siblings, 10-12 yo, I'm same age). We talk about things, go for a ride, someones says "hey we could do a double date!" I agree. I'm driving up hill, powerful minivan going fast, enter private drive, crazy people there with chihuahuas jumping around like fleas, turn around and run to exit, they're closing the gate, don't make it, security guards at gate, they don't want people to take out the (dogs?). My friends captured but I'm freed, I return to save them, pull them back to the gate, their hands and feet are bloody and deformed because the captors forced them to wear old opened cans as shoes.

On the way out the foam in the garage is all exploding. I'm shooting a foam blobs from a gun at the garage door to force it open, trouble aiming, eventually get it open.

Outside, (Captain Kirk?) gives the order to eliminate the foam blobs, but not all of them because we have to eat something?

WBTB

later:

+ ex-gf DB in cafeteria, looks just like when we were dating, hurry over to see her before she leaves, haven't seen her in years, she's suddenly gone when I sit down and say "Hello"

+ in apartment, with ex-gf DB, calling ex-gf DB who lives across the country, get her answering machine, hear her voice saying something on the greeting, doesn't quite sound like her, but her college roommate then speaks and has a gritty gravely female voice, that was definitely her roommate and not DB. DB is with me during this call to DB . She sits on the couch and I straddle her and start making out. She has a runny nose and a small drop of liquid is hanging off the end of her nose. I decide not to wipe it away and to start making out with her anyway, I'm insistent but she' largely non-responsive. I leave a message that DB and her roommate should travel and come and visit us.

+ childhood home, look down to deck, DD (jr hs bf) is lounging there. I dramatically roll off the window sill and slowly float down to him, doing a "ta-da!" entrance. Look over railing down to lawn, which is covered in deep green lush grass, and see a pride of lions (4-5) lounging around there. I go down to the back lawn and there is a thought of someone taking care of them and wiping the butt of one of the lions (I give him a baby wipe?). I return back up the stairs and I do not want to have any part in cleaning up their giant turds.

+ grad school friend (N&A) AT it turns out was born in Germany and so should be fluent in German. View of her childhood home [false] in France, overhead map. Outdoor scene where I "remember" [false] being on vacation in Cr. Stone formations in the hillside, open fields around. Walking by hillside and observing stone stratas. See a tiny church in a yard farther on that now supposedly has been finish, wife points it out excitedly to me. Priest at first doesn't want to stop but then everybody is rapturous at our return and gives a big tour. The area up on the hill has been developed and now 4-5 finished houses stand up there, I say "yay!" and everybody applauds. Walking through area with tons of cages full of little kittens. Im looking for the older can I "remember" from last time. Turn back, then a strange gnome thing / animal leads us on a further walking tour, down rope ladder bridges, saying things, and I'm making rhyming puns of everything it says.

+ outside with DB, walking around, touring, the guy says "hey let's play a round later at the golf course" and I agree enthusiastically. DB runs up a hill quickly and I think I'm not so young any more to keep up with her but I try (man she can go fast).

Talk to some people at the door of a house, a funny older man is there, he comes out, someone asks if we kept an eye on our wallet the (last time something happened), the man is sitting on a sloping hill counting his money, and is angry that we tried to set him up with a women (who is stealing his money?).

+ in boy scout camp, the scouts washed my cups and dishes, which are lying on a table to dry, face down. I'm looking for my cups and dishes. There are some of my current [true] plastic kitchen cups there as well as my camping Sierra cup and plates. The plastic cups are not engraved or marked, I think about taking a pocket knife and carving/scratching my initials on them. I pick up my sierra cup and see my cursive engraved initials on the back. I see a few other small portable plates of mine as well, with handles.

+ Long sequence of scenes
1. people playing wilderness golf: they're up the hill, they're not part of our group. They have bright orange golf balls. They're teeing off in our direction and I'm ducking, concerned about getting his by the balls

2. I'm examining closely some chunks of granite on the ground. I reach to push/move them, and they fall apart: they've become almost like sand. I notice interesting textures on one side: they have been pressed up against petrified wood and the pattern of the roots of the wood are impressed in the stone. My wife sees this and tells me her mother wants to see it as well.

3. I'm in a room with healing benefits (a sauna?). My wife is there and her frail [now deceased] mother is there as well. There is another woman in the room, she is sick? My wife's mother does not want to be in the same room with the sick woman because she thinks that the woman's sickness will transfer to her.

4. (A lot of action in and around a dilapidated cabin). In a cabin, this cabin is special because it was built inside a greenhouse [IWL saw story about house in Sweden which was enclosed into a huge greenhouse]. I'm asking if it is too hot in the house in the summer time.

5. Fruit pickers & sword fight. I see a hand holding fruits like mandarin oranges. I'm asking if prior experience in handling fruit is required. I have a conflict with one of the pickers, a guy. Then we're having a sword fight. He's more experienced, but I'm on higher ground. We both have swords and I'm doing my best to block the blows he's raining down upon me. I'm trying to get in quick ripostes when I can but I'm really focusing on blocking his swings. At one point I get a solid stab with the tip of my blade into his left hip, I hold it there for a second and pull it out. He stops fighting, and starts bleeding. I return to the dilapidated cabin and say that he was bleeding a lot of green blood. Someone says he was an alien. Someone else told me he died from that wound.

+ bus, angry guy, swords, martial arts club (epic)
1. I'm on a crowded bus, I leave my backpack on my seat to hold my place and walk to the front of the bus. I then return. There are people in front of me heading back to my seat, I hope they don't take it. A guy does take it, moving my backpack out of the way. I tell him that's my seat, he gets really mad, I keep arguing with him and eventually get my seat back. I keep arguing that "if I had remained in my seat, it wouldn't have been any different for you!". I think he has a sword.

We get off the bus and I see his sword: it is long (4+ feet blade), bright shiny metallic, wide-bladed tapering from hilt to tip just slightly (two inches - 3 inches at the tip), covered with engravings, and I see the edges are very thick and dull. I grab the blade with my right hand and confirm it is not sharp. I say "It's like a big hammer!". Then I unsheath my awesome blade. It is about as long as a Japanese katana, slightly more curved, sharpened only on one side, but it is extremely sharp, I have no desire to even touch it to test its sharpness I know it's so sharp.

2. We're standing outside a martial arts club and go in. Class is underway. There is a famous master running class. The students are various ages. I'm taking the class with my young sons. Some of the students have dark burgundy ghis, and some have dark navy blue ghis. The teacher has set up a jumpy trampoline thing in the room, and two of the experienced students (including a younger boy) are very energetically jumping on this and running across the room. I notice that they are now wearing only sumo-like briefs underwear. I think they've taken off their ghis because this is a very vigorous exercise and they don't want to sweat while wearing their ghis.

My sons start talking during the instruction, and I get angry with them and tell them to listen to the teacher. The old master says "who are the little monkeys talking? But I am not the teacher here, instructor XYZ is." I'm sparring then with some guy, and I beat him.

Class is over and there is some food going around. The master is going behind a corner and returning with plates of food. He comes out once with plate full of large prawns and asks me if I want one. I say yes, I will. I eat one with cocktail sauce. It is good and slightly crunchy. I keep eating the shrimp but they grow a bit in size, including growing really long nasty shrimp legs. I tell myself while feeling slightly disgusted that it's OK it's all good shrimp and keep eating them.

After class some of the students set up a board game at one of the tables, it looks like a miniatures game of some sort of D&D.

I'm trying to figure out the class schedule, on which days is training available. I'm very unclear about the schedule. The master mumbles something about "Wednesdays, Thursdays..." and I'm trying to confirm: can I come Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays? I don't get an answer.

I go into the back and the master is there with a review board from the martial arts organization. There is an investigation of the Master's judging at a recent event. There are square blocks laid out on the table representing a bout and the Master's judging of it. I think it's unfair he's being persecuted this way. I bring him some things from the main room and put them in front of him on the table.

The master is telling me the French guy (and his French friends) that I beat in sparring hates me now. I think "that's stupid, we should all help each other and work together to improve." But I resolve to beat my new foes, and make a group of other students and we clasp hands in comradeship.

I'm talking to the master about the studio's business. He says they haven't had a lot of luck, but the best advertisement they have is a box they rent in New York for $6 per month. I think that's great deal and I ask more about it. He says it is in a location where a lot of people walk past
it on their way to watch television.

+ final showdown with my gang of bad guys versus the cops. In a dark room, we're piling (weapons?) into a large bin. I'm on the flat surface above the bin. I have a pump action shotgun with a barrel that opens and needs to be cocked back to closed after each shot. I reach behind me and point it at the head of a collegue and pull the trigger, *click*, it's not loaded. I cock it and do the same with another fellow bad guy. Then we're all hunkering down in terror and trembling: a cop/FBI/agent is walking slowly down the corridor outside our room. We're all waiting for him to enter, it's all over. He enters and walks across the laser sights on my gun but I don't even think about firing. We're caught, it's over.

Then the agent is a female, telling the ring leader of our group that his complains are ridiculous: he never even had any fruits growing in his penthouse, and never even had any dirt there. I think this is wrong, I thought I remembered seeing a potted plant there.

Then I'm thinking about a floating penthouse in the sky, how will the waste water be poured out? I think of a long hose running down to a pond on the ground below.

+ flying, water, ring, boat to NY
I start running down F @ S outside childhood home. I soon lean forwards with my hands behind me at my waist (like rudders) and take off flying. There's is some guy following me, a friend. I get to A and hang a dramatically rolling left "banking" high up to the right before straightening out. The friend is following me and I want to show off. So I do a vertical loop-de-loop and am a bit concerned about face planting into the pavement at the bottom of the loop but I pull it off fine. Then something weird happens with a large fence to the right, my friend is hanging up there?

I'm continuing to fly above the roadway down the typical path we take down the hill. The road is replaced with deep, vivid blue ocean water. I think for a second about going back home for my swim goggles but decide just to continue forwards. The water color is really striking.

I'm on my way to New York to buy a ring for my wife. Should I have invited her along? Maybe she would enjoy the trip. It's too late. I'll have to call her and ask her her ring size over the phone.

I'm getting on a boat to take me to meet my brother in law in New York to buy the ring. The captain says we're starting out by stopping in New Orleans. I think Whoa, NO is *way* out of the way to NY! I wonder how many times per day they make this round trip, and that people rely on shippers to have a regular schedule so they can move the things they need to move.

+ in park, at a stake/marker to underground area. I see things in the far distance across a large open field. Then I go underground and come up and I'm much farther along the field and the things I saw in the distance are much closer. I'm with two boys and we're hopping with long strides over the ground. I notice and say how depressions in the ground when we walk over it (or just before we step on it?)

+ at a picnic table with family. My mother is sitting across from me and gives me a cup of some sort of fish-fruit juice. I taste it, it has a mildly floral flavor. I say it doesn't taste of fish, just fruit. (She says it must taste of fish?) She says it's very good for you.

My brother in law is operating (across the table from me on my left next to my mother) a large spinning knife sharpening system. He's going to sharpen the knife. My mother places her hands into the metal thing for some reason, I tell her to get her hands out of there.

early waking: couldn't get beyond fragments, tried for a long time, forgot by morning . Should have recorded briefly

+ [basically epic except for not perfect recall, multiple chapters, long] Concerto concert.
I'm playing in an orchestra concert in which I'm playing a solo concerto. To start with, I am selecting between my instrument and the instrument of the 2nd chair player (I'm 1st chair). I pick up the 2nd's instrument at first and think I'll play using this one. Then I think that perhaps the key arrangement will be a bit unfamiliar and this may cause me to make mistakes.

I notice that a chunk near the top of the 2nd's instrument is loose and in fact has broken off in an uneven break. I'm trying to put it back together like a puzzle piece, it is not going back together.

I'm walking outside the stage and someone mentions me to hurry, everybody is seated and as I sit down we start immediately playing the first piece of the convert. The conductor is conducting a 4-4 pattern. At the beginning I have just rests, about 7-9 measures. Conductor switches to a 2 pattern at the same tempo. Then maybe to a 1 pattern. The other player (who is 1st and I'm 2nd this piece?) asks "is he in 1?" I have an important solo coming up but I've lost/unsure of the count. The other player is tentatively playing and the conductor isn't waving him/her off, so is he right? Am I missing my solo?

Sitting in either a hot tub or a circular couch with the 2nd chair player, who is now an older person [male/female not clear?] and is getting more and more angry and aggressive towards me. He lunges at me and I kick him backwards. (Is he mad thinking I broke his instrument?) He starts to yell and scream louder and louder, which distracts the audience. He threatens to axe me during the concert. I go back to the orchestra stands and find and axe and several other tools, which I get rid of.

I'm playing my instrument and it doesn't sound right. The sound is too flat and buzzy. Is something up with my <mouthpiece>? I take it apart and see a little bit of paper in the tube. Is is a message (threat) again from that crazy 2nd? I pull it out, and find other pieces of paper in there. The tube is now a large cone shape and I blow out all the paper.

I'm sitting at a piano on stage practicing my instrument and I look behind me and notice that the audience is starting to file in.

I'm standing off stage and the orchestra has started another piece without me. I'm trying to judge if I can enter and sit down and start playing but I don't find a good time to do this.

Someone (the crazy 2nd's parent?) has died. I've set up an open casket on the stage. The crazy 2nd wants to go and pay respects. I decide this is a bad idea. Then either me or me DO observing packs up the casket into a secure closed container within another container. The crazy 2nd comes and looks at the container and asks (to see?) but everyone is shuffled off.

The mother/wife of the deceased is walking down the aisle and sobbing hysterically. She comes up to the (standing body of the deceased?) and falls to her knees and leans forwards and leans her head up against the standing body. I think this is an unfortunate pose because the way she's arranged and her head is bobbing back and forth in the crotch of the standing body it looks like she's giving him a BJ.

[I never do get to play my concerto!]

+ "A hill" childhood memories

I'm riding in a car with people on suburban/city streets. I look to the left and "recognize" the stores, I now "know" where I am [true memories, place images false]. I start telling everybody that this is the area near A hill where I rode bikes with my cousin (did I ever ride my bike all the way from my home to his home? I can't remember clearly). I point out the park on the left as we drive by where we used to spend hours playing. There is a fenced in area on the left (court?) and an open field on the right, with trees in the background. It is closed/abandoned and the grass is all dry/dead, nobody's there. Then on the right we drive by another park. This one features a large, tall, 2-3 story huge sand box/structure. I "remember" playing in there, with my mother nearby [false]. As we circle around the right, I see inside a building on a wall a freaky beast. It is hanging on a wall, and it's mouth is separated from its face by a long cord about 1 yard long, the mouth is hanging down below the face. The mouth is vicious and full of sharp teeth and they whole thing is stained in a lot of blood.

A group of us are sitting down at a park table at this 2nd park. A woman/crone approaches us and offers me a piece of gum. I accept it, it is a small rectangular multi-colored/layered piece of gum, I wonder briefly if it came from her mouth but it is dry. I start chewing it. The crone starts speaking but my mother cuts her off and says only to talk if she's going to participate in our current conversation.

+ childhood home flood

I'm standing in the living room of my childhood home and looking out the windows. Instead of the normal view I see the house is surrounded by rushing water, and every time I look it seems the water level is increasing, getting closer and closer to the base of our windows. I run upstairs to my parent's bedroom, my mom and dad are asleep in bed. I wake them up "Mom! Dad!" and my mom says something like "oh dear God". My dad gets up and mentions that earlier he saw a large wall of water nearby moving slowly towards us. That must be the flood I think. I look out the window towards the city below us and now see the water has receded, but has left large lakes among the buildings below.

I go out onto an external patio [false], and look back towards where the patio off of my parent's bedroom is [true] and see it. I'm in the house and see an exit to the roof [false], and go out there. I'm trying to orient myself since I'm unfamiliar with the view from the roof, where's the front of the house, etc. I walk out onto the (flat) roof and I'm a bit concerned that this roof is not meant to walk on and I might fall through, there is a slight give to the roof and maybe a slight creaking. I step on something sharp and it sticks in my toe. It hurts a bit. I go back inside, I look down at it seems like a toothpick (orange?) at first, but I bend down and it seems instead to be a sharp end piece of a flattened drinking straw, I pull it out.

+ (f) I'm flying in the air around childhood home. I'm battling with a large demon/super being which is really angry and is transforming its face with large fangs and swearing at me.

+ I have a piece of raw steak (impaled on my thumb?) that I've brought to the kitchen to cook. It's not the best quality steak but it's not the worst. My family (wife?) seems annoyed by this little steak. I want to stack it on top of the cupboard with the rest of the steak. I think we could cook it and it would make a little snack.

+ (f) small kids, book store, need to buy school books?

+ close up (face right on console) view of an organist playing an organ. I hear all the pipes sound as he plays the keys. He's turning on and off different stops to change the octave of the notes played. I want him to play the low foot pedals and set it to the lowest notes. I ask him to show me exactly which stop control it is that sets the lowest octave of sound. He says it's (ironically) named the "soprano" stop, it sets a soprano (high) overtone but the main note is lowered.

+ (impression) filling up at the gas station?

+ several scenes, probably all related:
in the fairy garden, picking flowers growing on a horizontal raised bottomless bed, picking them from below (their roots), observing the fields of flowers growing all around us [longer scene, detail forgotten]

Putting the revered golden staff into storage in a sort of attic, I wonder if it's OK to treat it like this, the guy says yeah, it's OK. Lying down to sleep (with my kids) in that same building

We're saving bedraggled abandoned kittens from the flood/catastrophe, getting them warm by putting them in adorable little warm cone socks. I see a luxurious cat on the side by the wall, big and furry, and I try to call (to my wife?) to bring it to her attention to see if it's the cat she's looking for. It belongs to a family that has expensive fur clothing, they want to come with us but are leery that we'll want to steal their furs.

+ plane/helicopter sailboat entangled at the beach
I'm standing on a beach watching this scene unfold in the distance: A fragment of a jet airplane is on the beach, it was trying to make a water take-off but the jet has "opened up" [like how the cab of a truck opens up to expose the engine, tilting forwards], and the crew can't get it close again for take off. "Somebody help them!". Then they get it closed and it takes off, but there are wires involved, the wires get tangled with the large sailing ship which is in the bay. The instructor/captain of the boat is yelling at the plane people, and the plane is flying around randomly out of control, pulling the boat with it, the boat is slammed on its side in the water and thrown around violently. Eventually the wires get jammed in the boat's propellers, and start winding around them more and more, which starts pulling the plane in closer and closer to the boat. The captain is standing at the stern of the boat waiting for the right time, holding very long scalpel-sharp swords/tools, to make sure the crash is it's inevitable, and at the last moment he makes a slashing motion and severs both cables, saving the day.

+ wild dog attack in childhood home, I try to force them back out the sliding glass door which has come off of its tracks. I'm simultaneously trying to pull the door back onto its track so it will lock, and keep the dogs out, and my (son?) is standing there not helping me. I'm pushing the lead dog out by its muzzle and teeth and it's biting my fingers. The dogs want to get to my cat inside the living room?

+ friend's home: she's serving me her Indian food entree, big and squishy bread thing with orange Indian flavored sauce. I take a bite of it and appreciate the subtle flavors. She apologizes for using "too much <of some spice>," I say no, it's great, I'm really enjoying it.

A woman is feeding her baby (a newborn but about 2-3 times the typical size), cradling it in her arms, and constantly wiping all the food/burp/etc. off of the baby. The mess gets all over the woman's arms and she says "I can't work when I have that stuff on my arm!"
Then a weird sequence of a close up of me feeding this baby a big spoon of green baby food, its mouth making baby-sucking/eating motions while I try to cram down all the food into its mouth without the food going everywhere.

sexy time scene

Spoiler for explicit sex description:

I'm with a naked girl and her torso is right there in front of me, I pull her close and go down on her and give her oral. As I lick her (ahem) I expect sounds of pleasure from her but I hear a little yelp at first. Then she seems to get into it as I keep going. Later on, I'm next to her and grab her entire left ass cheek i in my right hand

The female (she's married) friend is naked, her husband is in another part of the house. I'm quite aroused/attracted to her, we walk around into the kitchen, and she lies down on the floor. I lean over and put my hand under her head and raise it a bit so I can kiss her, but I think no, that's too presumptuous, so I stand up without doing anything. Then she indicates that it's OK and that she wants it, so….

Spoiler for explicit sexual encounter:

I kneel down and lean over her face, and we kiss. It is a very sweet medium length [for me] first time make out session, I feel her lips pressing back against mine and I'm using my awesome make-out technique on her, lip pulling and sliding, etc. I also caress her very large breasts, which are surprisingly firm. I stand up and am worried about the husband coming in on us, but she's still lying down there and I see her breasts (which are still large but look a bit flat/deflated now), and I decide to risk it and bend down and give one breast one last goose

.
The husband comes in, and says he's going to cook hot peppers with chicken. I'm already full from the earlier food but don't say anything. [Something about holding a folder with small cut out letters in it as the husband enters the room].
These are the friends GaSa and DeSch.

WBTB
[Wake, excited by the awesome make-out session, recalling for a while, wake up fully.
It's still early and I still feel like I could sleep some more. Eventually decide to dedicate myself to falling asleep and dreaming again, lots of repetition of mantra "Remember, I'm dreaming…" with relaxation. Eventually I start to imagine separating from my body as well, and that seems to do the trick]

BTS:

+ settling in to the chair at the dentist, taking off my bag and laying it on a stool to my left. The dentist comes in on my right and is holding my new crown with a pair of tweezers and says "Look, here it is! Isn't it a great color match!?" I can't see it so ask for it to be brought closer, and I have a DO view of it against my front teeth [even though it's a molar crown] and it does seem a good match. I'm a bit confused, though, because I don't remember sitting for the crown impression earlier, how's they make it without the impression?

+ I'm in a large exercise gym, there are large piles of large cushions around. I take a running jump and try to get on top of one pile, but my jump it pathetic and I slowly slump off to the ground. I get up and try again with the next pile farther on, getting really good running start, and jump, but I just can't get any air and I end up having to claw/pull my way up with my muscles. My wife is on the farther pile of cushions.

+ Observing a LaCrosse game [hi, you know who! *wink*]
There is a scene in front of a LaCrosse goal: the female defenders are making illegal blocks of the male who is trying to block the throw of the female goalie. The referees call the girl's team for a foul. The male team gets a free shot at the goal. The male player tosses the ball in a high arc with his hand towards the top-right portion of the female team's goal, it's a tricky shot because that part of the goal is obscured by a mini net and you can't get a lacrosse stick up there to block. But the female goalie is really good, and she catches the ball anyway and throws it back into the field. I then go and stand in the goal and look up at the tricky part, and decide it's not so hard to catch balls coming in that way.

+ sex on a bench. I find myself at a bench with two girls sitting right next to each other.

Spoiler for explicit sex scene:

I'm kneeling in front of the girl on the (my) left, but the girl on the right grabs my attention. She's a very skinny/petite/athletic and very dark skinned black girl. I scoot over to be in front of her and say something like "I always wanted a girl like you" I notice she has a flat chest and sort of athletic arms as I start motioning my hips. She's naked. I look down to see her (ahem) and there's not really anything there. At this point I feel like I have some control over the situation and say "OK, show me a p***y!" I look down again and see a somewhat vague but definite (ahem). Now I'm moving my hips and having intercourse with her. I look down and see my own (ahem) inside her. I'm moving in and out, at one point I pop out and reach down and push back inside and keep motioning with my hips

+ FA/transition to a city street scene. My hips are still moving from the earlier sex scene, and I transition feeling my hips still moving, and find myself in a city street next to the curb next to a small stool. I wonder if anybody saw me moving my hips, that would be embarrassing

Walk through elegant stores in the city checking out very well dressed ladies and thinking about buying some chocolate desert. I make a few quiet remarks to some women that I pass, they all seem to be blonde. There is a desert stand near the door that catches my attention. Two little girls and their mother are standing in front of me. I decide I wanted something like a churro but they only have chocolate things: cups of chocolate ice cream, chocolate brownies, etc. I look at it for a while and decide I don't need dessert. I walk out. I throw a wrapper into a garbage can and am happy that there are so many garbage cans available in the upper end stores. I'm still hungry, and I'm heading home. I decide to stop in and get a slice of pizza at a place I "remember" [false] is on the way home.

Turns into adventure/game where I must raid a moving train. I"m standing at the end of a hallway that opens onto the outside, raised up in the air, there's a train track right next to the door running parallel (from my left to my right) to the building I'm in. The train is colored metallic green. I see a vertical shutter sliding down and almost closing, I know I must hop on to the train and open this. (Maybe this replays once?)

I'm on the train and looking through doors into extremely small corridors (doll-sized). A bad guy (full sized) comes out of the corridor on my left. I lift up a big shiny chrome pistol and say "now you have to do what I say!" I shoot him in the face and he vanishes. I look to the left and right down the tiny door openings and don't see anybody, but I can't make any progress that way.

To my left is a normal looking narrow hallway. There are doors and cabinets spaced along the corridor. I walk carefully, alert for anyone coming out of a room. I see latched cabinet on my right, I reach over and undo the latch and open it to look inside.
But at that moment the door ahead of me on my left opens and a blonde woman walks out. She immediately turns to her left and so doesn't see me. I immediately walk up behind her, turn her to me via her right shoulder, briefly examine her face [medium attractive, short blonde hair, probably mid-30s], then I say "Hello! Did you know it's kiss day? Yes, it is!" then I swoop in for a kiss

Spoiler for mild sexual contact:

and simultaneously reach for a goose of her left breast with my right hand, and I gently squeeze it while I'm kissing her

, and I wake with my right hand making gentle squeezing motions.

early: (details overwritten by later epic)

+ (impression) computer coding

+ (impression) squishy spiders

+ (f) sex on bed, short haired blonde

Spoiler for explicit sexy time details:

I'm on my knees, she's lying down flat with her head turned to the side, and I'm stroking my (ahem) in and out of her mouth

+ 3-chapter epic!
1. Car racing vs. IvKr
Scene: empty suburban streets at night. I turn left on to a medium sized street.
Ahead of me and to the right I see IvKr (colleague company "L") turn (to his right) on to the same street going the same way, he goes by me. I see that it is IvKr, and see he is driving a small and very sporty looking car, like a Lotus. Coming up behind him, I flash my high beams at him to get his attention so he sees that it's me. I floor it and zip ahead of him. Then he takes the lead. We're racing back and forth for a while. Our tires are squealing, we're driving very fast, and I feel that it is very dangerous. He takes a turn and loses me. I try to follow him.

2. Reunion with NI
I drive up to house on my right where I hear talk that sounds like they're talking about me, I think they're friends of IK, I hear something like "I think he lost him" (referring to me). I can't see clearly because there is a very tall thick hedge to my right in between me and the house/driveway. It is a family, a mother with children, playing and laughing in the driveway. I get the "brilliant" idea to jump out from behind the corner of the hedge where it ends just up ahead, dousing them with a garden hose, and declaring my presence with a "surprise!". I do this and their response is entirely not what I expected: The mother and the children are standing stunned, in shock staring at me. I realize that I do not know them after all. I profusely apologize for getting them wet and say "please, go ahead and spray me" and they do and I get wet from head to toe.

Then I "realize" that this is the new, secret family of my [sort of estranged now, but very good/close college-] friend and housemate NaIs. Then I see NI walking towards me down the driveway. I was not supposed to find him with this secret family of his. He comes in to the street where I'm standing and I say, "Well!…." and reach for him to give him a hug, we hug. He looks young and is wearing a full but shortly cropped beard, like how he looked in college. I am very happy to see him and feel very warm feelings towards him.

We go inside his house, he's cold, annoyed, and seems in a hurry to get rid of me. I'm confused by his attitude. I ask him what he's doing now, and he says he's the Dean of the English department [I remembered that he worked at a high school: true]. He bring out a stack of papers covered with photos, which I "recognize" to be miniature versions of collages of large posters pasted with pictures of our college days. I say "Hey! I have the full sized version of that one on my wall at home!" [thinking of family collages my wife did]). NI is complaining of the time I'm taking, he says "my A is now an A-", and he's implying that his grade will go even lower if I hang around. Later I wonder if he wasn't talking about student's paper that he was grading instead. I'm moving to the front door to leave, and I see a guitar leaning against the wall and get excited!
"Hey, I can play guitar now, let me show you!", and I pick it up and am placing my left hand on the initial chord position for the intro to "More Than Words" (by Extreme) [which I've been practicing IWL]. He is more irritated and does not want to hear it, I say something like "yeah that would take too much time." I move to the front door which is standing ajar, and I see a tall container of potato salad and a bottle of champagne have been delivered. I pick up the potato salad container and spoon some on to a plate and bring them to NI. NI gives me the spoon back of potato salad, he doesn't want a spoon that I've touched (?). There is a guy at the front door.

I head out to the street, sad at the poor reception NI gave me. There is a box there of my personal trophies? I take one out and unfold it, it is like a trophy drawing I made in grade school. My wife (?) says something. I fold it and put it back in the box.

3. [Transition forgotten. Driving around looking for food?] Car, company "K" people
I'm standing in a woman's driveway looking at her car with her. I "recognize" her as someone I worked with at company "K" (?). It's like the car is a convertible, or was sliced in half horizontally so that it's a top-down view of the bottom half of the internals of the car. The entire thing looks like a large engine. It is very messy, there are lots of green bits of debris all over it. Lots of little round green peas, like from the Wasabi pea snacks. There are also a bunch of bits of juniper leaves/needles, from the Juniper trees that are standing right next to the car, which apparently have just been trimmed and all the little bits fell into the car. The car has what looks like a lot of wooden (living?) branches intertwined. A bunch of the branches are capped with plastic mechanical attachments to electrical wires (like they're spark plugs?). The woman is thanking the people there for "helping me with the braiding" (of these branches?) and mentions something about how it was all "just cleaned."

I move to the car in the adjoining driveway and put in the key to the ignition? Some people come over and say s.l. "who are you, what are you doing?" I was explaining that I needed the car to (go somewhere?). There is a guy I "remember" [false] from working at company "K", he said it was OK to use the car, it was his house.

I go into his house, and he leaves. I'm sort of just standing in the living room when 3 big guys come in and confront me. I recognize them as people I knew at company "K". I mention to the main big guy that I was at company "K" too, he doesn't believe me.
I get angry for not being believed, and I try to prove it to him. I eventually get the idea to rattle of the name of people I worked with at company "K": JL, CD, PJ, and I'm visualizing many more people from different groups, but just can't remember their names. I say what company "K" did: "we worked on these "O" minicomputer systems and switched to the "D" "A" systems later. The guy seems to relax and accept me at this point.

There is a bag of candy on the ground. "Oh, candy!" the big guys say and reach for some. There is a sharp foldable knife on the candy and I wonder what it's doing there.

I need to get to the FCC in B, and I need a car. They're telling me I can take one but I have to bring it back, and I'm really confused how I'm going to drive there, bring the car back, and yet return to the FCC. I also think I can't leave the car overnight in the parking lot of the FCC because it will get towed.

I look at my digital watch [don't wear one IWL, haven't for many years] and the time is something like 22:19, but it is early morning/full daylight outside. I think this is because I'm on a business trip and my watch is still showing my home time. I'm also confused about days and thinking about Thursday/Friday.

early:

+ zappy box, guy with everything, plugs large thing into outlet with very specially shaped plug

+ (impression) college football game?

later:

+ baby beach, aftermath of battle, I recognize [false] colleagues crawling up on to beach, wounded, a guy is crying for help to save the baby, "save it! help!", bone/branch is stuck in its cheek, guy tries to pull it out but baby screams in pain, it has all sorts of strange bone/weird things growing out of it, it killed its mother giving birth to it

+ dragon drugs, addict-henchman packing up pile of orange/white drug capsules in back of car, tries to stuff a handful in his sock ("no stuffing them in your socks!" and smack him on the [butt?]), he tries to set aside another pile and chastise him again. Someone asks how do we know they're not poisoned? Get the addict to take one, he lies down on the sloping ruffled concrete ground [childhood home driveway?].

A dead black dragon / flying dinosaur falls from the sky onto a nearby leafless tree with a "whomp!" sound (glance at it then ignore it, just saying "it's probably time to get out of here")

+ (new world/level?), pirate bar, agressgion with store owner, "you've changed" he says
I arrive with my group to a new level/world location. There is a building with a large sign outside (red neon?), we go inside, it's a pirate bar. The "captain" is a middle aged buxom woman lying (passed out?) on one of the tables, dressed up like a male pirate captain. My group sits around one of the table. I sit on a small sofa/love seat nearby the "captain." (Narrator?) tells me that I must make the captain want me to stay. I may have to risk the mission by bluffing that I'm leaving. I stand up so that the captain can see me and be impressed by my attractiveness. I say "well, we're going to have to go now" and move to leave. The female captain gets up and asks me to stay. I offer her to come and sit with me.

I'm in a store trying to get a (weapon?) from the shop keeper. I say I've been to the (pirate bar) world. He doesn't believe me. I get very angry and say "I can prove it, I can take you there" in a vicious, hard-toned voice, getting right up in his face (he is wearing sunglasses and has different colored eyes?). He says "you've changed!" (I used to be wishy washy and now I'm a badass). I realize it's true, I'm strong and confident now.

+ wedding / joke
I'm observing the preparation for a wedding. Outdoors, a large estate. I'm not sure if the wedding is going to be here, or not. It is my sister's wedding. They're putting up a cross at the altar. Sister asks to put up the draping over another place. I look at the main cross and see that it is a mixture of a cross and a star of David. I'm on the side of the thing so I have trouble getting a clear view of the symbolic patterns. My father makes a complex joke about the powers of the universe being displeased about this mixed symbology, ending with "Hawkin' and consuming'" a pun about Stephen Hawking.

+ book store: poker books, blackjack books, I recognize some covers for blackjack books I've read, I think some are about the Hi-Opt system and other systems. I may like to read the poker book because I don't know how to play poker. I see a Russian board game (based on chess, every piece is a queen?), then my eye is caught by sheet music on the lower shelf: chamber music pieces for group of recorders + <my instrument>. Read the music, evaluate the notes ("that one is outside my range, must be for the bass clarinet"), hear a chorus singing, it's lovely but where will I find a chorus to play with us?

+ drive on road with wife, 7-eleven on the left, that's there our sons S2 gets his (game cards/gum/candy?), see game/gift/candy store on left, pull in. A woman there mistakes out minivan for hers, she places a hand on top of the roof in the middle of the windshield and holds on, and looks at the bumper which has fallen off, realizes that it's not her minivan. I tell to the attendants at the gate/crossing guard that we will only be a short while and so will not need to pay.

Inside the store a young female staffer tells me all about their pricing plan. It's a long detailed explanation about how they charge by the amount of time you spend in the store, and how this allows them fine-grain control over costs in order to make a profit. I couldn't care less about their profit and wonder what would happen if people just didn't come to the store. I'm checking out at the cashier, and ask how much it costs. Answer is $2/3. I get out cash from my wallet and offer them to take the amount. I see in the pile that they take that there is a $5, they're taking too much. I ask again how much and they say $8.

+ vote boat
Congress is in session (on a large open boat, like a cruise ship, there is a big important vote coming up, and one group has lost. I and some of the (senators?) are pouring out a large container of fertilizer into the water. This has been captured on video by another senator on the other side who had been camping out under our boat in scuba gear (for a long time?) waiting to capture evidence of wrongdoing. The boat is arriving under heavy attack helicopter accompaniment, but now we're in trouble.

+ naked really fat woman, sitting on a stool (in the back hallway of my childhood home?) I look at her again and notice she is indeed naked, I get a full view of her *bleep*, which is mostly shaved except for a "puff" at the top, and I say "ugh" and look away.

+ In the "DV chat game", Sensei has logged in as a new user as a joke, and immediately asks "am I having a lucid dream!?" like a newbie would. I answer him and say "no, you can only get lucid if you eat Lucid Dreaming Kibble! [dog food]", in an attempt to make the newies eat dog food. I think the admins may not like my comment.

Then we're swinging swords around some small (mini?) boat, and I on purpose swing mine too far to the left where some octopus thing is standing, and hit some its tentacles, drawing blood.

WBTB
Very long BTS. 1-2 hours at least. Determined to sleep and get lucid.

+ some people are planning an attack, they're moving in, they cock their semi-automatic pistols. A female among them keeps trying to do the same, but no bullet ends up in the chamber. Someone leans over, flips off the safety on her gun, then she cocks it and a bullet lands in the chamber with a "click" sound.

+ smiling girl across fence, she has a slight gap between her two front teeth. She's looking right at me, she's cute. Two girls walking by me, I tell both to come over to me, transition.

+ LD#153 in former adult home, looking out kitchen window, see into neighbor's kitchen window, I'm freaked out by motionless white people figures standing there, I think they're mannequins put there by the neighbors to deter burglars, I'm trying to see if they're looking at me, at first there were one or two, but then 4-5 standing around the window. I'm crouching down. Fast food wrappers/boxes? I slink back to the window to see if the mannequins are there, I catch a glimpse of that pure white color again, but then I realize that I'm dreaming. I stand up and start walking. I lose visuals. I repeatedly try to "pull off the covering that's blocking my vision" but I can't feel anything with my hands and visuals never return. I then find myself floating in bed, my arms waving around like crazy not under my control, I just go with this and enjoy the weird sensation. I feel a sudden kind of painful all-body jolt, then several smaller ones.

I then have a FA "in my room", and I see my wife standing at the foot of the bed, already up, talking to another woman who is sweeping up a lot of white plastic bread loaf package ties which are scattered all over the floor. I look around and see that there is no headboard on the bed, but a lot of colorful linens, and think this is the reason my arms could wave around so freely (the headboard is gone). My wife asks the woman, "How many juniper berries does it take to make a pecan pie?" The woman answers that all at the berries are gone, people have come and picked them off of our bushes. I plan to lay in wait with a weapon and catch the thieves and shoot them.

+ raid on the wealthy family, father defiant at first, detective threatens him, father and mother give in and write statements including joint statement. Later the father is showing off military equipment that was the gift of his cooperation

+ (f) tickets to the movies, assigned seats just inside the door

+ freaky white ghost in childhood home: basement door open

+ "LOTR": gandalf was really the small weird alien, not the tall guy

BTS

+ bought a cabin on H4; with S2 back in the US, girl "recognize" woman, don't remember why I returned

+ lids peeing on lawn; grab bewbz

+ red bikini sexy time

+ manager LZ putting his laptop and screen on my crowded home desk, trying to find a place for it

+ sexy time with older woman, she's on top, feeling her up, she moans/sighs in my ear

+ S1 trying to see my NSFW collage in childhood home