FryingMan

+ talk in hallway at work, I look to my left again and see DeHo has appeared. DD, SC, walk hallways at company "S" empty desks, old computers, young woman prints me a badge, walk to "cube", company "B" president P is standing there, I'm holding 2-3 coffee mugs in hand, I say "it never fails, as soon as you leave your desk, the company president comes by for a visit"

+ (f) in a (space ship?) which flies at the speed of light, me and another guy are taking a trip to Paris, we should get a good view as we fly over the city

+ hippo swallowing thumb/hand, descend escalator (have to sneak on? Get called back several times to the top?) to below-ground, large, open casino, pockets of poker players, almost empty blackjack pit, players sitting at 1st base, do I want to sit at 3rd? watch BJ dealer deal a hand, he fumbles with the cards, I wonder if players mind that he mixes up the cards, dealer picks cards up off the table and declares this to floorman, dealer turns over a card (ace of spaces?) and verifies the markings on the card that it is genuine.

+ working concessions at a fair, being lazy, hawking the games when my manager comes up behind me, seeing the place I used to sit and work a repetitive boring job and glad I'm not doing that any more

+ mountain valley bright green pine trees, "There is nowhere you can see trees like that except in the pacific northwest." The trees are amazing, all different shades of green, against a blue sky.

+ flying through tall tree'd dense forest, marking the appearance of orientation stone obelisks that mark the rest stop up ahead

+ hiking up hilly/rocky path, there is a mountain spring flowing here. This is a great place to build a homestead, if this water supply is reliable.

+ (f) scrambling over a very large boulder, trying not to slide off. I notice that somebody has installed small lights on the edges of the boulder in cracks, that shine onto the boulder to illuminate it better so people can climb it. I wonder who did that, this is sort of an out of the way place.

+ wake up in bed, doughnuts with frosting on other bed, see MaDa (live in SaRa) walking by outside the (glass wall), expect him to see me and come he doesn't, I think "hmmm." Then he's there and giving me a stack of checks, we have a frustrating conversation about the cost of the (private school?)

+ observing a soccer game outside, my son S1 is making a lot of goals. It is a fierce rivalry on the field, but my son and the other team's goalie are friends off the field and talking together behind the goal after a point.

+ (f) kids have built a technology of putting things together with a stapler that doesn't bend the hooks of the staples

+ hiking on a steep sloping hill in Nevada, the path is very narrow (about 1-2 inches) and rust colored dirt, and the soil is loose and I slide down with each step, but try to keep my eyes on the path. I'm looking for water. I'm walking with my orange cat held under my left arm. Up ahead I see a gas station on the left. As I approach, the windows are dark and I think it's closed. I want to buy some water. I look inside and see an old woman attendant, I go in and I have trouble voicing my desire but I want to say I want to buy some bottles of water. She has me go outside and see if ("Johnny?") put the sale water outside. I go out and talk to a guy there. I'm getting a large rectangular tub filled with water. I tell him to fill it up to teh top. The guy says "without a lid, it will slosh out in the car." I realize he's right.

+ nuclear attack convertible and food, trying to close the roof in time
There is a nuclear attack coming, I tell all my friends to take cover and to get out of the way. I'm preparing to jump into my convertible [false]. First I quickly throw in a bunch of cellophane wrapped foods/snacks in order to survive after the bomb hits. Then I get in to the driver's seat, and I'm desperately trying to quickly activate the automatically closing roof. I'm pulling on various buttons on the left door console.

Afterwards, I have an impression of wandering through ruins in a group, and encountering a large dump truck on a lower level getting filled by workers (?)

+ fast bus, throwing me high in the air from my seat on bumps, crash on railroad tracks, slap the (8-year-old boy) driver
I'm riding in a medium-sized bus. Not many other passengers, just a few. The bus is going really fast. It hits a big bump (like a rail road crossing) and this tosses me high up in the air (I feel very light) and I fall back down to my seat. This happens again shortly. Then the bus crashes on a railroad crossing on the tracks (on its side?). I'm hurrying to get off the bus with my backpack, which gets stuck in the door for a second as I'm trying to push my way out. The driver is an (8 year old?) boy standing a few feet away, with a neutral expression on his face. I walk up to him, screaming [in a foreign language], "You almost killed everybody!". He shows no reaction. I get furious and slap his left cheek hard with my right hand. He starts to show a reaction and "slaps" (very weakly, just a pat) my left cheek. I then slap hard his right cheek with my left hand.

+ Looking in a mirror trying to incorporate a gaudy long teal-and-black scarf on to my snazzy black suit in a way that looks good. It's really hard because this scarf is such a contrast to my nice black suit. I'm trying different ways of wrapping the scarf around and placing it underneath the jacket. I'm noticing the color and patterns on the scarf. I'm preparing to enter the next room. I think actually the accent of color from the scarf is very complimentary. Some friends come in and want to see me, I pull my jacket closed across my body, hiding the scarf, and say no free previews. I see my instrument on a stand as I walk by.

+ sneaking at night past enemy base, I move through an opening (in a fence) and jump arms/headfirst down a stone wall to a lower level and flying. I bank to the right and on that lower road I see friend who is on other team. I enter room, and see F. J.O. (SHoA OC) is lying on the ground on his back, dying from old age, my parents enter room and fall down on top of him, crying.

+ I'm walking along the edge of a large swimming pool to my left, outdoors & daylight. I'm walking with a girl who has an injured hand: a puncture wound or a bad insect bite on the back of her left hand. I'm holding her hand in mine as we walk and putting my right hand over the injured hand to make it feel better. I'm attracted to her and I'm trying to decide if I should kiss the back of her hand or not. We reach the end corner of the pool, and I decide I will kiss her hand, so I lean over and do so, and I think she likes it. But as I do, another, hotter & younger guy appears standing on her right side, and is even more bold than I am, and he kisses her at first on the right side of her neck, and then again on her front, around her collar bone. I think he's stolen my thunder.

Just around the corner of the pool on the short side of the rectangular pool there is a typical public pool ground-level diving board. The guy gets up on the board and walks out about half-way, and is telling something to us, and then he falls off the right side of the board into the pool (on the side away from us). He does this either as an on-purpose goofing around or it was an accident, I don't know. It's now my turn to get up on the board, and I say "I haven't done this in years!" I take a few quick steps and make a small hop on the end of the board, and dive forwards into the pool doing a front flip. I hit the water on my back, and continue the front sommersault in the water. When I surface, I think that my rotation in the water took longer than it should have, and that something wasn't right about it.

+ sitting in some lobby/atrium with a guy at a table, he gets up and I notice he has no shirt on, he's a young guy in his 20's perhaps. He gets two plates of food from the bar (Hmm, I didn't know they had food available there), and brings them back and places them on the table. He may be offering me some.

+ view of a man standing still about 10 feet from me, twilight/partially dark, someone else is shining a flashlight up and down over his body. I notice that the flashlight beam has an image of a large bear's paw (Russian bear?) that shows faintly on the man's body. As I'm watching, someone shoots him, and I see an abdomen wound appear on him. The slowly sinks to his knees, hovers there a few seconds, and falls forwards, dead.

+ I'm in the lobby of a dentist's office [IWL I have a dentist appt in the morning!], waiting for my appointment. I think that this dentist has a "5/500" policy: if you're late to your appoint by over 5 minutes, you must pay "500." I wonder if that works both ways: if I'm here on time but the dentist doesn't take me on time, does he have to pay me?

My son S2 is finishing an appointment. He may be late for school. I stand up, I hear his voice behind the door. I need to pee, I start walking towards the bathroom, I see the desktop computer on the table and I decide that I should log out of it so that nobody can read my emails. As I'm walking towards the bathroom a female staffer walks on my left and says something jokingly about the bathrooms being busy. I enter the bathroom and close the door, and notice that the door frame where the door meets the door jam is not straight: it is curved in an elongated "S" pattern. In places there are 1-2 inches of open space between the door and the door jam, so I can see out to the staffer's desk which is opposite the bathroom, and that means that she can also see in.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

+ playing with (stuff) of one girl, another girl is there, then another girl shows up, I start bouncing them on my knees (I have three legs?) to keep them all happy (!?)

+ sexy audition, do it with the hostess, put the LEDs in the weird electronic boards at the end

+ (vivid, present) walking along weird ridge line high in the mountains (with MR?), terrified of the heights, don't want to step away from the cliff still for fear of falling, practically hugging the ground. Later I'm evading a lion?

+ (impression) football game?

+ I'm in a multi-level parking garage, typical gray cement structure. I park my car? I'm riding a bike, and ride along a nearly vertical surface between two levels, the lip at the top of the wall is curved and I think my tires have enough traction to hold me vertical on this wall. I do stay vertical but can't make my way up over the lip to the upper level, the upper level is about at the level of my hips on my left, so I lean over, lying my body down on the cement floor while still straddling the bike, and flip the bike up and over on to the upper level (and keep riding off?). There's a guy up ahead giving directions, and I follow the arrows to the way out. I'm having a bit of trouble peddling, (I see someone else peddling and they have no problems?).

+ In a party room. In the corner I'm pouring cups of a red drink, placing one cup into another cup below it so as not to spill (but a little spills anyway?). There's a middle-aged woman wearing a white blouse nearby, someone carrying something bump into her and spills several blotches of what looks like olive oil on to her white blouse, I glance at the stains but don't pay it more attention. (This was in the "left corner" or the room). In the right corner of the room there is a guy announcing something, and it seems funny to me because he's using a sterotypical American advertisement "announcer" voice, and I start making fun of it and talking in the same way. I explain that in America they talk in ads like this (they already know that, though). There's some box on the ground we're taking things out from?

Then one of the emcees, a young woman, reaches over and picks up a clarinet and starts to play. The sound is beautiful with a pure tone, totally accurate clarinet sound. I watch her fingers change positions (forked fingering) as she switches between different notes.

summaries for now:

+ holding girl on (water slide?) kiss a bit at the bottom; people see and disapprove; flying, want to go faster, see spiderman?; with a child, I'm severe with it?; in public gathering dissing me, I'm ashamed; escape down magic ladder; dejected and ruined, they pour 40 gallons of runny chocolate pudding on my head, I want to drown in it or cut my wrists and die.

+ in house, room with crying teen girls, my sons, S1 test results via prisoner basketball game; observe player of game in person

+ teaching young female intern the system at work, she knows it already and wants to give it a poor name

+ erotic moment with wife goes bad as she rejects me for not being sexually attractive; motorcycle; gas station, shower (naked), no slippers/floor, pee down to 2nd level of bathroom, get stuck, swing on rope, climb back, "they'll kill you", check out/get phone, see guy get back hurt by worker, call wife she's left message she's furious I answered phone brusquely (it was the gas station guy I say, tell whole story), she doesn't believe me, "prove it" she says

+ hiking/exploring on the massive mountainside carvings/statue
The scene [or my memory of it] begins with a group emerging onto a large open area outside high up on a mountainside. Ahead of me is a young asian man (with a small mustasche?) whom I think previously was on our team but has switched sides to the enemy?
I "know" that the place we are is very special massive carving on the mountainside, of a Chinese dog/dragon head. There are huge golden pillars/boulders to the sides, and I look up at the face of the cliffs and see the huge eye carved there. I see in the very far distance, a flat land far away and far below, and know that the carvings on the mountain are quite well seen from even that far away.

I'm looking down at the ground and see all sorts of very colorful stones/rocks. I want to take one or more with me, but I do not know if I have any spare weight left in my luggage. I look at several, and one in particular catches my eye and I pick it up and turn it over and look at it all around: it is a grayish stone covered with beautiful pastel blue and green polka dots.

Another stone has a clear crystal part and a deep reddish-brown translucent part, and I turn it over and see some bits of salami wedged into the rock. Of course, because this is a salami sandwich rock! I pick out the bits of salami.

I see more rocks, like flint/shale, sharp, ragged edges. I pick one up and turn it over, there are large scarab beetles (?) on the bottom. I move up a path picking up other rocks, and there are mussels inside chambers if you lift off the covers.

My colleague CC (companies "3", "b", current company "s") is there and says he's hungry. I ask if he's eaten those beetles from the underside of that other rock. He says yes, I say "even with all those gross wiggly legs!?".

+ visiting anderj101's new room, playing his piano
I'm hanging around a (dorm?) and [pretty sure it's] anderj101 comes up with pictures of his new room! He applied for and got a room for himself, the picture has a couch on it. I go to see his new room. In the picture there is a small square hard (wood?)-floor dance area where he teachers dance classes to kids. I think that those classes are probably why he was approved to get this room all to himself. I see the small area on the picture, and inside the room I see the same area but it's smaller. I look again and it's more reasonable sized now.

Inside the room we both hold out our arms to our sides and spin around in circles, and I say "oh boy, So Much Space!" I revel in all the open space in this room.

I move to sit on a couch, and I feel like I'm so comfortable here I want to sleep. But I say that "I'm just going to sit here and close my eyes and imagine things (decorating options?) about this room" but really I intend to sleep.

I get up and turn around and want to play on anderj101's piano. He says "well don't play that old one, it's out of tune." So I sit down on a (square cushioned?) stool in front of the digital piano which is a shiny, deep burgundy color, and very curvy/swoopy in shape. The keyboard is on the ground with no stand so I can't reach it. Anderj101 says "most people pick up the keyboard and put in on their laps." So I do that. I position my hands to start playing the intro to Arthur's Theme (Christopher Cross), but then I notice that all the keys above middle C are missing and there are only little circular buttons where the key would press down to activate the sound, and realize I can't play this.

I try to play anyway, and position my hands and try to play, but the whole keyboard is now flexible and bending up and down in peaks and valleys and the keys are all sort of squished close together, and I give up after just a bar or two.

We're outside now walking in to some door and I say "love songs are the most fiendishly difficult to play." Anderj101 says "yeah and girlfriends always want you to play those love songs." I say "so you might as well have to be a concert pianist!"

Inside the door I'm standing close with a group of people, one of whom is VTch who comes up, he comes up from the back and around the crowd to stand in front of me. He says someone apparently had been squeezing him very hard on his arm.

+ at work, watching a color printer in action
I'm at a job that I never go to much, it is a moonlighting job. I wonder if I can ask the president for my paycheck, and if I picked it up last time since I don't come around very much. I'm standing at printer, against wall, then I move to the one in the middle of the room which is managed by the IT guy who's desk is right there in the middle of the room. This is a color printer and it has a very special way of printing (dots?). I watch the process of a large long piece of paper has various color designs painted on it in a waterfall pattern.

+ (f) at a party, something about getting beer?

No recording during the night, so earlier dreams area bit fuzzy, but they were definitely also vividly experienced.

+ riding some powered sled with my wife, on snowy hills, we're sort of spinning out on the turns, I try to bring it under control. We're then inside some place, like the lobby of a motel, two twin young men are there with short black hair, we say something to them and talk with the staff there a little, those twins are a bit strange.

+ in the (underground) basement of childhood home, hey I can see out to the garden from here from under the house, I go out to the garden, look back at the house and notice that the hole is huge, anybody could walk in there, I should repair that. Neighbor boy PG my age is there, grown, and with a long thick black beard, his parents are there too, I go and shake his hand.

+ to the side of busy traffic road, cops walk past me to interrogate a guy on a motorcycle, he's starting to shake uncontrollably from being nervous, he's claiming everything is fine but the cops's questions are pointed, and the guy ends up admitting more and more fault ("Yeah, it's not my motorcycle, but my friend let me ride it! Honest!" and so on like that). I'm relieved they didn't stop and question me. [WBTB residue! I looked out the window during a waking and saw two cops questioning and searching a shady charater]. I cross the busy street and continue my escape down some stairs, the stairway bends and turns and there are strange metal struts framing all the walls, I'm getting the feeling I'll be trapped here, but I miraculously find an exit back up to above ground and go out. I see my wife in the distance waving to me and smiling, she's really happy to see me, we go on to do other things [forgot].

+ in (the park of childhood neighborhood?) I see a man who I know has been helping me throughout (my dreams?). I say "sorry to take up so much of your time." He answers "yeah, it's taken pretty much all day." I start to think I may be shared dreaming with him! I get very excited and ask him "Hey did I earlier tell you all about a motorcycle? [earlier dream]" and he said yes and starts telling a story, as he does this I have a DO view above a road in wooded hills with traffic below. Then I'm with some girl (unseen) who's moving besides me and talks about flying. I ask her, amazed, if she can *actually* fly. She says that if you practice visualizing it then it (seems real?). At this point we're flying DO over a forest landscape for a while, enjoying the view.

+ driving in a car in old CA neighborhood (MR, ML?), I'm thinking about our foreign visitors who've been staying with us [false memory]. I think we should go up to my folk's house, but I wonder if the trip there and back would be too tiring for our guests. I'm trying to think how long they've been here and when they need to return home, I realize it's probably at least a week away.

On the curb outside someone's house I notice a big red S is planted there, it is the "S" from the logo of a Safeway store. It sort of looks like a dollar sign? Sort of surprised by this.

Back in "our house" I hear the voice of my son S1, he sounds very excited and in fact a bit tipsy/drunk. He's talking very animatedly with his friends in another room. I want to go see what they're up to. I approach a set of white double doors, open them, and enter the room. S1 is sitting on the floor with two friends, I say "Hi!" [in a foreign language], and S1 says "Hey, dad, what are you up to!?" I say "I just came in for a drink." Then I'm standing over him and he now seems as he was about 9-10 years old. There's a little mini-fridge next to us and it's open and I see two tall bottles, son S1 is being very friendly and says "here dad, you could have this guava juice." I see there is also a bottle of ginger ale there.

My wife is trying to organize some board games on the floor of this living room area, I notice a bunch of boards and pieces of paper and things there.

I'm holding a bottle of soda and walking through the living room opening it, it starts to fizz over wildly so I quickly close the cap and open it slowly, letting out the gas pressure a little by little.

My sons are talking about the young chess player DN. They're saying he got into [my childhood home's] high school or university there. He's very famous, all the bloggers are talking about him. I wistfully think that if my kids had only applied themselves more they could have been successful chess players as well. Son S1 is standing at the counter with me and is saying "I lost my other one, like usual." I see he's holding a chess game's score sheet, and ask where the other one is. "I lost it, I told you." he says.

Still trying to adjust jet-lagged schedule, it's hard on long dark winter days. Getting a bit better.

To bed exhausted at 9:30pm, woke 2:30am, up for about 3.5 hours, back to bed, can't sleep, looong looong long time falling asleep (1-2 hours it seems?). Finally do fall asleep and having some interesting dreams with not so great recall.

+ (f) swimming pool / water tank situation, underwater they're blowing things around with a big piece of machinery, I have to deal with this

+ (f) I'm adjusting a system of watering drippers in the ground / potted plants. They're spraying water while I'm working on them.

+ advertisement, I see full-screen pictures of plates of food, announcer says "And now, soldiers can eat [this weird bean-dish thing] and not have to 'drop a bomb' later!".

I'm thinking about making these dishes at home with a good juicing blender.

+ a girl is walking around with fliers, I'm sitting in an area with other people. I have to pee. The girl is announcing "full body flush!" service. I wonder if this has to do with peeing? Or an erotic massage? Then the flier girl gives a flier to a small girl and I think "guess not." The flier girl is wearing a loose shirt and I get a view (I think?) of bewbz underneath the shirt (out of the "corner of my eye").

OMG I may remain officially polyphasic if it weren't for having to live in the world with the rest of the monophasic sleep people. Long nap (2+ hours) dreams are amazing! Perhaps some quick day residue from watching "Snowpiercer" (highly recommended BTW, very dream-like).

SSILD get me to sleep in minutes. I was pretty tired to start with, however.

I just woke from one of the longest, most vivid/present, and especially *bizarre* series of scenes I've probably had in over a year (the bizarreness that is). Really strange stuff! Judging time is always difficult, but allowing for the inevitable gaps, it seemed to run at least 30-45 minutes and probably even more. There were some semi-lucid moments, but for the most part I was just observing/experiencing/participating in one really weird thing to the next.

+ outdoors walking rural hilly paths winding around corners with DCs, someone says the event is over and they're going to give a tour of the (outer ring road?)

returning "home", sneaking through next door neighbor's garden leaning forwards so as not to be seen by them, they're inside the house. There are flagstones on the garden ground?

important visitors (many) at the large table inside (my house?), passing around a plate of disgusting petrified tiny animals and animal parts. I get passed the plate and am horrified by what I see there, and just pass it on to the next person. I get up and leave the table even though the very important people are holding some sort of ceremony.
I go to a back room, there's a woman terrified of what's behind the closet door, she's opening it slightly and looking inside, I open the door and look to see what it is but it turns out to be just some puddles of (cat? animal) pee/poop on the floor that I see is dripping from a spot in the the ceiling overhead.
Return to front room and look for food packages under the table that are left over but most have been claimed

walking through a gravity transforming 90-degree wall becomes floor area, a very strange feeling as the gravity transforms 90 degrees, almost lucid?

sitting at a food counter (sushi?) while flamboyantly gay cooks wearing bright, shiny satin underwear under colorful kimono-like robes are jumping around like crazy, trying to shake up (the sauce?, which they're holding). He gets up on the counter and shakes his satin-covered butt up and down right in my face. "Hey, don't point that thing at me! " I exclaim. He asks "What are you looking at!?" and I answer "the cows" (?!)

looking over at (undressing?) females in the building across and making cat-callish remarks. sexy time (censored, believe it or not, too much even for me to post!). The DC "finishes" and says so dirty-talk-ishly.

in a very strange vessel with old and young men, I'm trying to find an available toilet (have to pee) but they're all occupied by guys doing weird things with worms. Using them as drugs? Rolled up bizarre creatures, they're going to smoke them live. Like a miniature bat-ray or large lamprey with circular, toothy, sphincter-mouth. The ray is rolled in to a tube in preparation for smoking it, I take a "drag" on the unlit living tube. Others are twisting/torturing strange small doll-sized beings (blue, smurfs?) and getting high off of the dust/vapor that they exude when twisted.

outdoors in a parking lot, up on a higher second level are guys working at some sort of blast forge that is spewing streams of fire. In addition to the forge workers there's a guy wearing a medieval helmet and I suppose they're forging armor for this customer. I'm talking to people and glancing up at this forge in action and "remember" that I've seen those forging guys before (in person? on a show?). Enter tiny cul-de-sac filled with middle-aged women and teens/20s girls, my small car is there, I can't find my keys in my pants/pockets I'm patting myself down. Then I "remember" that I left the keys in the car. I look down and see them sticking out of the ignition. "What kind of car is that?" a woman asks. "The kind of car where you can leave your keys right in it and it won't be stolen." The women and the girls are crowding around me and the girls are getting very friendly with me, touching/rubbing against me, which I like. Then the older women get suspicious and leave, taking the girls with them.

I'm trying to vault up over some railings and plan a grand take off to start flying, but some things are in the way and I lose momentum. Then I hop up on top of the railing, which extends straight for about 20 feet then ends high over a nice landscape, so I run along it picking up speed, and launch myself off the end just knowing that I'll fly. Extend my arms out to the sides airplane style. I'm circling around this area. A pretty girl is flying next to me, her shoulder against mine, a woman on the ground gave her some (orange juice? candy?) earlier

Spoiler for sexy moment:

I want some, so I tell her to give it to me from her mouth. She sticks out her tongue which has some (orange pulp?) on it, I lean over and take her tongue in my mouth and suck the juice/pulp/stuff off of it. I feel her slippery tongue between my lips.

Still felt quite tired, so after being up for 4 hours (after sleeping for about 6.5 during the "normal night"), I went back to bed, around 11:30am. It took me a long time to fall asleep. Breathing relaxation wasn't distracting enough from thoughts, so after several position changes and attempts at quieting my mind via breathing alone, I started playing around with SSILD. Vision / hearing / body, in various orders and varying durations. That did the trick!

+ I'm walking along the ridge of very high hills overlooking an ocean far below. I put down my stuff, and decide to fly. I take off and am gliding down the step but not vertical slope, picking up speed. I put my hands out in front of me and see them stretched out superman style. I think about pulling up and do some loops but I decide to fly all the way down to the water, then pulling up and seeing how far back up my momentum will take me. The view is amazing: clear, bright day in sunlight, blue sky.

+ I'm in "my room," a smallish room sort of like in an office building. Someone has brought me a new (couch?) with artificial materials which really smells very chemically. I walk out and to the next room which is also mine, it is full of stuff, very cluttered.

+ [False Asleep-ening?] I'm lying in bed and experiencing very strong vibrations. I'm trying to WILD. The vibrations come and go. Sometimes they get very strong. I wonder if I'm already dreaming, I should just try to get up, but I'm concerned about moving my waking body. Someone's on the room with me, I think it's my son, he's making some noise and brushing up again my feet which are hanging off the end of the bed? I'm able to ignore him and continue waiting for the dream to form, but it doesn't seem to want to form visually. I'm surfing the vibrations, staying calm, for what feels like a long time. The vibrations get pretty intense.

+ I'm lying on a mattress on the ground in a room in a house. I'm lying among sheets but am naked and exposed, in an aroused state. There's a (middle-aged Asian?) woman there, she puts on a lab coat. She's the masseuse, I'm going to get an erotic massage. I think about her touching my (ahem) and get excited. Then I see my son enter the room from a back room, and think oops, we're going to the same place, and how awkward it is to see him here. He leaves, and the masseuse mentions that he has some handheld device that is displaying information. I say that's nothing to worry about (?).

Walking through this building, at one point it's a haunted place, where ghosts move around, and I see faint impressions of them as they move through me (I'm standing in a doorway) into the room behind me, I feel them passing through me and say "I feel them!".

In a back-room kitchen of the massage building, a woman is in there (saying "you shouldn't be here"?). Outside on a street, there is a naked woman showering in the distance on a store-front. I don't pay much attention at first, then I think I could go have sex with her. But since it's a shower situation lubrication would be required. Then there's an odd scene for about a minute of me trying to stuff my (ahem) into some other weird flesh thing with very small openings and it's just not working out.

+ I'm at a medium-sized round swimming pool (more like a wading pool) at some abandoned house. There's a guy (clothed?) splashing around in the blue water. I say/think the water must be nasty because it hasn't been cleaned in a long time, he says "naw, it's fine, I haven't had any problems and I come here a lot ". But I still think it's dirty and there could be any number of maladies you could pick up from it. There are several people mulling around.

+ (f) hanging out with laughing crowd, a young version of DT (JT's from company "3") is there in a sleeveless top, and one point she lifts her arms up over her head and holds on to something above and behind her, the view is fantastic.

Long, fairly vivid dream.

+ I'm in the top bunk of a bunk bed with my jr high best friend DD, we're sleeping there. A guy has come to talk to us. I'm a bit embarrassed about being in bed with DD and think I should probably say "this isn't a gay thing, we're just sleeping."

I get up and look back and the bunk, I think maybe I should sleep on the lower bunk, no one's there, but it is really messy and dirty. There's a single bed next to the bunk beds with a girl lying in it.

DD and I are getting dressed in order to be (waiters?) at a (catering?) event. The manager comes by and says "you're wearing THAT!?" I get really mad and get in his face and we go to the upper level (of the park playground?) and stutter and stammer and can't find the words, I'm try to say something like "you need to be..." (respectful?) (with your position of authority?).

In another area/room, getting dressed for the work. Black shirt, black pants, should I wear a tie? Is it OK that I don't wear a belt? I get a close up view of the back of the pants which has a dip in it at the belt line.

Jet lag still bad. My schedule is still upside down. I finally slept about 6 hours "at night" last night in addition to about 3-4 in the late afternoon yesterday (gave in). 1mg melatonin at "bedtime" to make sure I fall asleep.

+ walking through the lego competition, at the end of the displays I fly/hover to college friend & roommate NI over the bookcase, I land right up against him and we hug, he says something. I realize while hovering that I am moving from the power of sheer will alone

+ follow the hot thong-wearing girl(s) to the ice skating river, choosing parking places, where are my hockey skates?, oh crap look my arm is broken! This means I can't go skating.

+ in the bedroom, go to the window to (open/close) the screen, the screen doesn't fit the window

+ in the back seat of the old-time convertible sitting with friends, I'm turned sideways so that my legs extend across the uni-seat , seat belt on (shoulder belt), driver going fast & hitting bumps, my legs fly high into the air, good thing my belt's on, I should face forwards

+ in the large public bathroom, L-shaped, leave coming around the corner, there are some kids there, outside we're at a candy stand.

1-2 major (near epic? long, detailed) late dreams that completely fell out of my head. Odd, usually it's the earlier ones that slip. Jet lag sucks!

+ (impression) something with college friend and roommate FG?