FryingMan

+

Spoiler for sexy time:

I'm running my finger over something that resolves into a girl's (ahem). I'm rubbing her "button" and she's saying "ooh, that makes me feel all warm in my tummy!" I decide since she likes it I'll take her upstairs to the bedroom to give her a proper tongue-lashing. As I carry her upstairs she turns into a mouse/rat. I do a brief bit of oral on her anyway [ew!]

She then jumps out of my hands and runs out of the room, she's completely shocked and mortified at what I was doing. She runs to the phone and is going to call someone to tell them what I was doing. My life is ruined.

I'm standing at the toilet and start to pee. The wall to my left has a large, low open window opening on to the street, so I just turn to the left and aim out the window on to the sidewalk (haha!). I notice outside is dark, and I vaguely see my car across the street is double-parked blocking in another car. I make a mental note that I should go properly park my car.

I'm walking through some random hardware store, I see an attractive tall woman manager with long dark hair wearing some sort of hairnet on top of her head. She says something about the stuff being quick-drying.

+ I'm standing outside the baseball bat factory sweat shop. I pull back the curtain and go inside. (I'm apparently a manager?). I'm holding up in my hand a very rough short broom made from sticks. This is not an acceptable baseball bat. I think of showing the difference in hitting a baseball with a proper bat versus this sad little stick broom. I'm a bit concerned that if I hit the ball to well with the bad bat, it will be a poor motivation for them to improve. The stick broom turns into a branch?

I see across the room a pile of lumber and go and pick up a small rectangular block of wood, I turn it over and see it is hollowed out (like the bottom of a wooden jewelry box), I think briefly if I should be picking this up. This "reminds" me of something and I begin a teary, inspirational speech. Something like "*This* (block of wood?) is how I got started! <some more stuff>". "Now, please, if there are any questions, ask! Don't feel embarrassed to ask!" (I see some of the people snickering at my sincerity).

A man then comes forward and says "It's important to note that AM (old friend of my kids) is using way too much gas", the man is holding a small device of transparent plastic in his hand.

I'm walking through a large showroom, I see a rack of really long black fishing rods. I look down at a price tag but can't see the price, I think this should be fixed. I also notice a small seat at the bottom of the fishing rod, like it's also a bicycle.

I see a (red?) normal bicycle covered with "price" license plates/stickers, one of them I think is "$100". I see one guy selling another guy a bicycle, telling him how awesome it's going to make him. Then I figure out he's not one of my salesman, he's actually an outsider trying to sell his own basket-attachment to the bicycle customer, the basket is made of a few pieces of rebar.

+ In childhood home, in parents room, leave, at the top of the stairs I look back and see some water splashing out from the faucet [false] that I "remember" I had turned on as I just left the room in passing. I go back to the (parent's bedroom) to turn off the faucet, and get a quick glance of my mother in there. I go down the stairs and start sobbing thinking I won't see my mom there any more and that I should go cry with dad who's down at the bottom of the stairs, I haven't yet grieved together with him.

+ parking on some chunk of random city street. I turn to the left, and as I do so I look for cars coming from the right, but notice the street to the right is blocked by a barrier of poles. Ahead there are cars parked to the right, despite there being three thick red painted lines (messy and jagged) which I think means "no parking. To the left cars are also parked but someone is pulling out. I move to parallel park pointed the wrong way. I have trouble getting lined up. Someone else is there in a car but doesn't interfere. I get finally backed into the spot and the car drifts a bit out of my control [Dream Sign]. In the rear view mirror, I see I'm quickly approaching very close to the car parked behind me. I pull the parking break and stop just in time. I see there is a large woman in the car behind me giving me a "look" about my car approaching too close to hers. I pull a little bit forwards.

Getting out of the car, my wife says since we left the usual math books at home, do I want to use this other book instead (we have to teach some small children?).

Pretty decent night, with @5 hrs recording + WBTB

Slept late again, to 11 hrs, BTS after WBTB long, maybe an hour, due to wife noise

+ track team practice: run till you drop, boy with baby teeth cut from the team; 3 on 3 football, I cover the receiver poorly

+ google/work dreams: tons of short scenes
Arrive to work, "building 85", tons of people are milling around in there because it's lunch time. I hear someone directing a meeting while I approach.

girl watching streaming movies (including light porn?) at work

CD doesn't want to work at google, but I'm such a worker bee that I have no problem with it, I'll just go to my desk and quietly code

HR girls are preparing a strange device that can authenticate a message

Two guys discussing behavioral problems entirely in foreign language, I join in in the foreign language, shake hand with one of the guys afterwards

The VP moment as he meets the group of people in the hallway and we all (as is his prior requirement) must place all of our cups top-down on the ground. We all do so theatrically, and he says "ha ha (sarcastically), OK, " and then goes on to say something else.

Outdoors basketball competition, we have to (use a famous player?) devise a system to help make baskets from far away

Mock city: many outdoor city blocks in a mock downtown, to practice laying asphalt and doing road work, they lay some right at my feet as I watch

WBTB

+(f) telling the little girl on the stairwell that she should stay in school

+(f) tooth conference(?), giant teeth statues standing outside

+ crazy subway driver; rehearsal
I'm on the way somewhere, trying to decide which subway line I should get on. I choose the one that forks off to the right. The driver is crazy, he's driving the train so fast I feel very strong centrifugal forces on every turn. When my stop is reached, I make a desperate fast run for the doors, afraid that the driver will close the doors before I get there. I make it out of the train but realize I've left my blue backpack at my seat, I see it there and run back inside for it, but the driver closes the doors before I can get off again, I wonder how I'm going to get back to where I need to be.

I arrive at rehearsal and realize I've left my instrument behind. I'm walking out to get it and run in to another <my instrument> player, I "recognize" [false] him (looks sort of like a young Steve Wozniak, asian-ish features, beard) and say hello, then I see another <my instrument> player, and wonder if I'm still the principal player or if they've replaced me.

(Talk about the crazy subway driver? A guy says "Yeah with driving like that no wonder there are so many derailments", I agree entirely).

+ a massive military plane flies low and circles around my childhood home, I watch out the window and call my dad to see. I wonder what they're doing there. I imagine they're hunting fugitives. Later I'm discussing what I saw, "Yeah there were guys in full military gear sitting at the doors with huge gun turrets."

+(f) I TK a medium-sized boat out of the river onto the dock so my wife can more conveniently board. It's a bit slow to respond to my mental commands but it eventually does. I also rotate it 180 degrees (front to back) before landing it on the dock.

+ save the fish, butch bus driver, turpentine birthday ceramic dish
There has been a really big major move. Crates are all around. Including many glass fishbowls full of fish (mostly large goldfish). Some fish are alive, some look nearly dead (swimming with their tails pointing up). I think the oxygen must be nearly depleted from the water and rush around trying to save the fish. I need to find some water. There is a blind corner in this area, and as I'm heading back around the corner to the right, l big yellow school bus ZOOOOOOOMS in right along that wall next to the corner and stops a meter or two beyond the corner. I just barely avoided being hit. The driver is a large, round, butch-looking middle-aged white woman with very short hair. I'm giving her an evil look for almost wacking me. She sees my expressions and says "WHAT!?" I wonder if the bus managed to avoid the fish in their containers that were sitting along the wall she just drive in on (very very close to it).

The bus driver and others are also rushing to save the fish. I see they've found a working hose and are filling a pile of bowls. The bowls they have are mostly ceramic and quite shallow. I say "those bowls won't work well because they're ceramic, the water will soak through them." I have my own bowls, I look and see they're not much better, one looks like a rusty cast iron frying pan.

I look down to the ground and see a decorative art glazed ceramic bowl and think "that's what we need." I pick up the bowl and say "we should use (glazed) bowls because they won't leak water" (?).

Then I'm standing at a table with two other guys. I'm holding my glazed art bowl up and it's now some sort of multi-layer sculpture thing (not clear), and I say this is my birthday cake platter that I just received for my birthday [false]. I say the colors come from turpentine (?). The colors are blue, purple, and white, all swirled together in a beautiful way. One of the guys comments on the turpentine colors and I think no, that's not right the colors come from something else. I'm adjusting a doily under the plate so it doesn't mess up the table? The two guys also have bowls that they got from somewhere else?

I got fairly pissed during the day that all my day work was yielding crappy nights. So I set very strong intention to notice the dream state and to remember dreams. Well, at least one of the two seemed to work!

I had a great recall night (finally) with 3 semi-lucid moments but I'm not counting them since I didn't make the critical cognition of "I'm dreaming" and did not think of goals.
Going to bed on time makes such a difference in dreaming. Actually in bed for approaching 12 hours, about 1 hour awake @ WBTB, SSILD finally got my mind calmed down enough to return to sleep for the after-WBTB marathon. This may be my non-recording recall record in terms of variety.

22:30 bedtime
00:00 2015-08-26

(many earlier dreams, forgotten)

05:00

+ cat/crab
I'm eating a bowl of some food and I notice that on towards the bottom it becomes gravel. Then some things are moving in the gravel and it's live (hermit?) crabs. The crabs are out on the couch (disembodied claws now?) and are severely pinching me when I reach for them. I say (to the cook?) "At least you could have cooked them so that they wouldn't be alive and thinking when I eat them!". Then my cat is going for the crab/meat chunks and severely bites the back of my hand. This really pisses me off and I lean down and severely bite the top of its head in order to get it let go. It does but it has successfully captured the morsel of food and it wolfs it down doing the cat/dog head-jerk bite motion to try to eat and position the food in its mouth at the same time.

WBTB

+ driving SUV on freeway from back seat, guy with tablet/ magazines
I'm driving a SUV on the freeway. I suddenly realize I'm driving from the back seat. I stand up to try to move to the front seat but this seem to dangerous so I sit back down and keep steering. Then I realize that this is incredibly dangerous since there are no brakes in the back seat. I imagine some dagerous situation forming and all I'd be able to do would be to steer and keep moving at top speed. My vision of the road ahead is blocked by the sun visor, I'm basically driving blind and with no brakes. Enough of this, I decide, and start to climb to the front seat. It's not easy, and the front seat is getting in my way, I keep moving things out of the way. The SUV starts to drift slowly to the left and I try to steer by leaning and pulling on the headrest of the driver's seat. This does nothing and I feel silly for thinking it would affect the steering. I make it into the driver's seat and now am just about to head off an exit on the right side and hit the left turn signal and move back onto the freeway.

Then I take an exit. There's a young man talking "I had to use my (tablet) because my big glossy magazines are all under my bed"

+ the birds
Standing outside, I look down and two beautiful interesting birds about the size of pigeons run to our feet. They have very interesting red feathers/things hanging off of their necks, I'm fascinated with them. My cat is also at my feet and I wonder if she'll pounce on them and she does, she grabs one with her claws and teeth. "Nooo!" I say and quickly reach and and pry the bird away from my cat. I'm holding the bird and look at it and see a small hole in its chest but it otherwise seems fine.

+(f, semi) kiss "kissy lips!"
I'm standing (kneeling?) in front of a girl and kissing her. There are some people beyond us. I say "make kissy lips" and she puckers up, I lean in for a *smack* and pull back out. This happens several times.

+ I'm entering a building, there's a weird old guy hanging around right at the door, I know this door should be closed (and tell him to go outside?). I go up the stairs (two sections, 180 degree turn between them). At the top of the stairs there is a girl sitting down on the floor with her back against the wall, she's facing the stairway I just came up. I glance at her in passing and say "How's it going?". She answers "Great!". I'm a bit surprised as I keep going that she answered in English. I go through a door and am probably semi-lucid/caveman at this point and sort of dive into a crowd of people reaching for a girl and I grab one but wake up.

+(f) vague sexy time

+ (semi) I find myself lying down on my left side, I'm right next to a girl. Very bright/clear/vivid. Caveman thoughts right away

Spoiler for sexy time:

I bring out my (ahem) and say "Hey, let's try this!" and put it in her mouth. BJ action for a short while

then wake/transition.

+ Burglary Hostel (FA)
I'm waking up and notice that all around me people are also waking up. It's a large open dormitory-style hostel. I think how funny it is that people tend to all wake up about the same time when they're sleeping in a large area all together. I see people sort of on bed/ladders in front of me across the room. I say "Well I intend to keep on sleeping (because I want to dream more!)" and the guys in the bed next to me agree. Hmm where'd they come from? There's at least 2 of them, one of them is upside down (head the other way), he's a boy who's tired from his athletic training.

Then I'm standing out of bed and looking at the lobby area (across the street?) and thinking of having some cereal for breakfast. There are shelves of products that the hostel makes available for you to buy. Then I think suddenly of my bag and panic, where is it!? I go back to my bed and see it under my shirt on a night-stand. I pick it up and look through it, in the wallet section it seems like someone has gone through it, there are keys in there strewn in ways that they shouldn't be. I think about my S-city apartment and wonder about the key for it. I'm on my way to S but what will I do there and where will I stay? I'm not going to sign up for classes because I'm done with school. I'll call CL and see if I can stay with him, only until I find my own place. I don't have a job so I'll have to go job hunting. I wonder if I can stay with them because his wife J pretty much hates my guts.

I have a pile of strange keys in my hand, very strange shapes, one of them looks like one I had been searching for recently [false]. A hand reaches to take one of the keys but I turn away, I may need these keys later I think.

I think about checking for my passport (it's there?). I then check for my smart-phone and it's gone. I start to panic. "Call 9-1-1!" "Call the police!" "I've been robbed!" Nothing happens, no one seems concerned.

I'm standing at my open locker, which is sort of in a dark corner of the room away from where I was sleeping. I should have chosen a better locker location, somewhere lighter. I imagine a thief moves around the room at night stealing things from people.

I reach to my (backpack?) in my locker and pull out a large rectangular box. I think it's 1980's calculator. "Magic-II: the gathering"(?) is written on it. I walk holding this up into the room and say "They stole my phone and replaced it with this old calculator! Did they do this to you?!". A guy answers "No, I slept in my own room." That gets me thinking: why didn't *I* sleep in my own room? I must have been exhausted from driving to choose this place. How hard would it have been to find a normal motel?

wake-up, very relieved it was a dream. BTS

+ job interview
I'm sitting at a desk at a job interview across from the (boss?). He asks me about my work experience that has lead me here at this time. I'm confident and arrange my thoughts while I start talking. I think I should probably not emphasize moving from company to company, that may seem flaky. I enter a long monologue about my work experience.

+ Return to Burglary Hostel
I get a mobile phone call from front desk. I pick up my phone as it rings and see some strange symbols which indicate the call. The clerk asks me "would you like to check out in one minute or at 4:30?". He's trying to rush me out. I answer him "after having my stuff stolen at your place, you are going to give me flexibility regarding checking out."

+ pink nuke bomb:
Some kids are returning to their parents, one of them is upset, the mother asks the kid about it. The kid says s/he was told about the coming explosion. This was me I know, I warned him/her about it. They go off into the distance. I keep walking the other way. There is some sort of chemical/nuke bomb combination that is going to go off. Then there is a big explosion and I look into the sky, in the distance I see a huge, tall bright-pink mushroom cloud. I start running for cover, and yelling "I TOLD YOU SO! I TOLD YOU SO!". Up ahead I see a small depression in a corner, I want to jump down there there is some pink liquid down there but I jump down there, kneel down (duck and cover!) and stick my head back under the pavement of the street I was just walking on, I hope I'll be able to breathe, and sit there waiting for the blast.

Afterwards, I'm walking along the bridge which has an entire section under glass as a memorial for the victims of the bomb. There are cars in there with dead/mummy bodies of the people visible. The glass raises up and I can walk among them. Some of the cars are still moving slightly, "That's what is really freaky, that some of the cars are still in motion." Towards the far end of the bridge there are mummy/old/freaky looking faces of people in the cars. Something about some medallions on the floor of a car proving/disproving the identity of the body of the guy in that car who was well known, and had freaky wrinkly mummy face that was looking at me.

+ Return to Burglary Hostel II:
There was apparently some guy with his eye on me at the hostel before. He didn't know me back then but now we're friends. He shows me the wires he strung (about 4 parallel) across the room leading over my bed. He prepared "nitrous bombs" made of soda cans filled with a flammable liquid. The cans would be send down the wires and ignited when they reached the area over my bed. I remember back in time [false] when I arrived to my bed area and looked up and saw the wires there and wondered about them but then promptly forgot about them, but now I know what they are.

+(f) the dance
There is music playing, and two couples who are mixed up (their beloved is each dancing with the other person's beloved). DO at first but then one becomes me? The slow dance is playing and we have to rush to get to the dance floor. The natural couples are not supposed to be together, but we just can't be kept apart. I come into the arms of my girl and we run to the dance floor, I hope the music will last a long time so we can slow dance. As we approach the music stops, but we stand there and embrace in a hug anyway.

+(f) on the job site: chip in car chassis
Talking with the boss about this new chip job, it's meant for a fancy car. The major customer wants to try it out in the car directly. I'm concerned about complexity, and ask "is there any testing framework that allows easy access?" "No, they want to try it out in the real car," he says. "That's going to make testing really hard" I say, he agrees.

+ Walking to come join a bunch of friends sitting around in circle with best friend MR. Two really hot girls are just in front of me, I think I recognize one of them and I want to be next to her. I manage to sit next to her and our hips bump a bit as we sit down, which is exciting. MR's (deceased) father is leading the discussion. I can't wait to introduce myself, I'm really excited!

+ (semi) in the office, a number pretty girls are there, I want to party. I say "You don't have to finish anything today, do you?!" I notice that there are some who do continue working and ignore me, not everybody wants to have a party. Sitting on a platform with everybody around, I start discussing LUCID DREAMING. I say to everybody as they gather around, "How do you know that you are not dreaming *right now*!? You have to do reality checks. What makes a good reality check? Well, rubbing your hands for one" [oops!] and I rub my hands. I look around and people are doing weird things like pulling on their eyelids. I think about finger-through-hand. I say "Pinching your nose and trying to breathe through it is an excellent reality check!" Then I pinch my nose and inhale, I can breathe! "See! Look at me, I'm pinching my nose and I'm able to breathe!" I'm holding up my left elbow high and reaching over and pinching my nose. I grab it tightly to make sure no air can escape, and I do another big inhale and exhale through the pinched nose. This gives me a funny feeling, I'm wondering what this means for the people all around me. I think I say (or just think?) "See? You're all dream characters!" [upon recalling this dream later, I groan "you've GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!"]

+(f) I'm sitting with some friends (leaning forwards on something?), a cute girl short hair in a grey tank-top is right next to me,

Spoiler for minor sexy comment:

I look over at her and admire her nicely-sized and shaped right breast, the way it presses against her shirt

, she demonstrates a (sign language?) gesture on smart phone with a green screen, she makes a few quick gestures on her phone. I tentatively and slowly lean in for kiss, she does too and eventually a quick peck results. "You're really cute and I like the way you do those gestures!" I tell her.

+(f) something about elevators

+ work @ Microsoft: we're making a new game, sons S1 and S2 give the demonstration. S2 messes it up a bit while S1 is away. S1 is knowledgeable about graphics cards (sort of surprised me), me mentions one by it's technical name.

Join a table of colleagues for a meeting. Most are seated across from my and to the right. They're talking, one of them makes a comment about the best workers. I make a pithy/clever comment that "the best workers stay the same, they just move around to different companies". Mostly nobody heard me because they were still talking, but some started to listen towards the end of my statement and they asked me to repeat it. I repeated it, the chuckle/nod in agreement.

I look down at myself and see I am not wearing my shirt, I see my bare chest. I feel this is a bit inappropriate at a meeting. My shirt is in my hands and I see it's inside out, so I start correcting it and then I'll put it on. Across the table I see is the group leader, he has a scraggy beard. The colleagues at the table are all guys about my age.

+ repairing the roof: I start high flying DO over the roof that several women are repairing. It's a fairly decrepit single-room building, dark wooden shingles, and they're renovating it. They're trying to figure out how best to pry off the shingles, there are some gaps on the roof near the peak/top where they've already removed some. The renovation leader makes a comment that the box just under the top of the roof should be replaced. I think they're trying to save as much old material as they can. The leader mentions that it would make a much better (lab?) if they just built a new building.

+ walking outside on street. My wife is ahead of me and initiates a conflict with some large dangerous looking thugs. As I approach she expects me to handle this mess she's started, and I say "Oh, No! No way!" and keep on walking ignoring the conflict.

At the end of the block there's a (convenience store?) and some hipster-ish girls are sitting down on chairs, they're wearing tank-tops and I'm vaguely aware of their cleavage. I think we're politically incompatible though.

In a group/club next door, some are sitting on a couch and we're chatting. I'm standing behind the couch with my hands placed on top of the back of the couch and sort of stretching while talking. Then a girl who's standing behind me responds to something I say with the comment like "...<something> about other gay guys." She thinks I'm gay, this makes me really mad, and while my body is still facing forwards I bend back behind me and give her the finger and hold it there in her face. She can't figure out what made me mad and I want her to figure it out on her own. After holding this pose a few seconds and storm off with the comment "f^&*ing <bleep>!".

A bit down the street they're talking about a building to the right (used for the military?).

+(f) DO flyover of 2-3 flutists playing on an exposed ledge in a (destroyed castle?), they're covered in flour/dust (and a cloud of it puffs up when they play?)

+(f) talking to a group of cute girls in passing, I stop and ask them how old they are

+(f) the late-teen tall beautiful middle-eastern girl confidently takes to the stage, several middle-eastern men huddle and watch backstage and bid on her to be their wife(?), one guy 1000, one guy 100 (clearly not enough)

+(f) snowy celebration, so happy to be there among the holiday decorations, sad for people who do not like this time, (check the time on the clock tower?)

+ two characters, a boy and a girl, are running from us, they turn invisible. We bring in the detectors which are strung on two parallel wires at about chest level which extend through the scene from left to right, and another parallel wire above the head, the detectors are little square objects (lights?), we'll see those two now, I look around and see them moving around a large open area, predator-effect of body-shaped distortion of the surroundings, when they stand still they're harder to see, the girl becomes visible briefly at one point while I'm looking at her, they seem like anime characters, the guy is Sensei(?), why's he running from me?

+ the guy is holding the platform as a challenge for his bride, more and more people pile on to it to make it harder, heavier and unbalanced, but he holds it and balances it, at first I think he's beneath it holding it on his back, but late I see him on top holding it up with a rope in the middle, the judge rules he has satisfied all requirements

+(f) helping the boy put on his ski boots, there are many clasps, laces, and snaps, some which don't quite work right

Work, lost phones, missing cars, sock sale, bleh

+ at work, rows of people all next to each other filling the room, see the S brothers/twins, everyone's tired big deadline soon; lunch counter, server ignores my order, I keep asking for (fried egg rolls?), a friend spills his cup of hot (sauce/coffee?); lost my phone, call it and talk to guy who found it

+ sock sale at department store of my favorite white sock with the colorful band on top, they roll a cart full of them by and I get excited that I can buy a bunch of them here and I'm not even on a business trip. I enter a section of socks but can't find the right size. I'm looking for the "large/wide" combination and I can only find other combinations of small and/or narrow trying to find the right size, think about asking for help from the woman who is here a lot

+ in parking lot, I'm standing next to my large white cargo truck, I see a nice wide parking spot just next to me and I'm guarding it standing in it, a woman driver moves to (I think) take it and I wave her away pointing to my truck that I plan to take it

I return to lot, I see there are no cars parked in the area I think I parked in, a lot of workmen and trucks/vehicles are noisily busily cleaning/landscaping the entire area. I run into the lot with the sinking feeling that both our cars are gone, who will we get them back?

Enter (follow DO?) a hallway that turns to the left, meet there a girl, she's standing with her sister and her brother, both the girl and her sister are showing some cleavage that I briefly glimpse at, another girl asks the main girl about the college she was accepted to and how she (the asker) was (trying to get in?), the main girl says (about how she got admitted), "To save my sanity I took two years" (of extension classes). I shake hands with the main girl's sister and brother quickly as we leave back out to the entrance.

+(f) (late recall) setting up a large fold-out mesh tent/ hammock system with large multiple sections

Two nights ago:

afternoon nap:

+ With my wife, we crash a private backyard swimming pool. I hear a gasp of surprise, and see a woman and young girl, supposedly the owners of this house, so my wife and I make a quick getaway. We ride on top of one of those propeller beanie hats, but it doesn't have the power to fly us up and away, it only cushions our decent down to the bottom of the hill. We run to hide in a large store there that I later see is a Safeway. We're moving through this large store going up and down elevators trying to evade detection from the swimming pool owners who are chasing us. I say "we have to move from the (front/left?) corner of the store to the (back/right?) corner." By a back door of the store, we go out but there is a guard there at a gate. Back in the store I see a car (toy?) that I figure I can carry out taking a few trips (seats, etc). I mention something like this to my wife and the guard overhears and says "What?! What's that?!" I make up something like "oh I was asking about his chess teacher." At the gate the son of the swimming pool owner man I think recognizes me and signals his father, who is a swarthy short man leaning against a wall.

night: sick, fever:

+(f) the grad school colleagues recognize me

+(f) walking through family where the women have really strange breasts, don't stop to look because the mother is holding a revolver

last night: dreams galore, probably a lot forgotten (mental journaling, no recording until morning)

+ ex-gf SB, phone, "she wants to marry me!", but I discover only because it's advantageous on her applications

+ adventure with biker gang: Tribes I raid: destroy enemy generator, package up their energy into canvas sack, must finish this in under a minute

+ with dad in backyard, asking him about how all the systems work (in case he passes away)

+ In some sort of scientific building, my son S1 declares himself a dedicated chemist, a DC says in an exasperated voice: "Chemists! Once they realize the power of the molecular model, they think it can solve any problem!" I'm performing an experiment which proves some fundamental axiom of chemistry. I form three small bubbles, and on each one extract a colored bump: one is blue, one is red, one is orange. Then I combine two of the spheres into a larger blob, and after they merge they cannot be separated again, which demonstrates/proves the theorem.

+ trying to open the door to let girl teammate in, finally open it, she comes, and our group gives each other an emotional hugging farewell and write in each other's yearbooks

+ I'm in a grocery store buying things for lunch, I put my items at the checkout and then go looking for frozen desert. I'm at a freezer floor container, looking through packages, I think about finding some key lime pie, and find a back but there are too many slices in it, it's heavy, at least 12 slices or more. Around on the other side of the freezer container I see an open topped large milkshake with green ice cream (is it pistachio?), it is labelled s.l. "Milk-I". I see that there are people waiting at the cashier (giving me frustrated looks?), I get back to the cashier and she wants to add a surcharge because the transaction had already been closed. I get outraged, and say "so if I'd bought toothpicks for $1 and a fork for $2, you'd want to charge me more than $3?!"

+ I "come to my senses" and find my self vigorously rubbing the stockinged leg of a female friend (not my wife or GF, just an acquaintance) during a party sitting next to me on the couch, I'm running my hand up and down and up and down her leg. I stop and sit there frozen in embarrassed shock, the other women are sitting far from me because they know I tend to do this.

+ Arriving home in car, go to house, wonder why my niece E is not coming with me, realize I'm naked, and understand that she's waiting for me to enter the house first

+(f) (DO?) woman phases through glass wall, approaches group, there's a surprise there

+(f) I see that my portable chess set has been put in the bag, I open it up to make sure all the pieces are there, the housekeeper must have put it away

Yesterday (morning of 2015-08-18 comp #1):

+ pool party for cool guy, girl jumping across pool stream, girl drowning in pool stream (T daughter), pull her our and administer CPR, she's a barbie doll, coughs our brown/yellow water eventually

WBTB

+ teaching S2 to drive, thugs in the intersection (there goes the neighborhood!), at first I'm nice with them "I'm teaching my son to drive!" then I get angry and chase them off, throwing swiss cheese at them, I get concerned that they're Danny Glover's kids. A black man starts walking following us in the (now toy) car, I'm concerned this is Danny Glover and I try to ignore this and take several short turns, I decide I should turn and face him, then I see he is not Danny Glover. He says "You told my kinds you'd make our lives hell if we moved here?", then he jumps head first into the ground up to half of his body and only his legs are sticking up and one of them sort of folds over flapping there.

+ work meeting at N, there's a mole from R; girl talking about how many day's I've been working

+ at DD's dad's restaurant, they specialize the sauce for each individual customer's preferences

+(f) climbing a large structure of rough rocks

+ early investors complaining complaining that later investors got a much better deal

+(f) decorating a very large room


Today (morning of 2015-08-19, comp #2):

+ talking to guy who gets scary, flying (backwards?) over pine trees and little flying (bullets?), strange procession including the "King of the University" who approves my request (thanks to dad)

+(f) sexy-time

Spoiler for sexy time:

I'm finger-blasting a girl

+(f) a guy and a TV, trying to get it to tune in

+ bowling 2 frames, floating over the lanes, tripping the foul line

+ reading music, playing my instrument, the notes are mostly low, including an F#

+ major renovation at childhood park, basketball level extended far forwards adding two more rows of courts, they've cut down most of the trees in order to make space for this, scary guys, look underneath the ground to see massive (water?) storage tank area

WBTB

+ CD wants to move to "Heh-ward", I think this is a bad move, but I decide it's poor form to say anything

+ standing at counter, trying to figure out CG model, sexy-time a model?, girl at counter chastises me for confusing things; son screwing a girl on the side of highway, "they'll see what you're doing!"; pretty girl calibrating sensitive speech-recognition device, see counter girl again and joke about earlier antics

+ (LD #137) strange stars/lights, massive crowd laser-pointer effects show, climb hill, people sleeping on blankets among the crowd, cat walks and sits on guy's face, evading assassin with Kyle Chandler, assassin captured and put in irons, enter store, give guy my second soda, stop by pretty girl sitting at a table with another girl. She's sitting with her legs up on the bench, I'm on her right side. She is leaning up against the back of the bench.

Spoiler for Sexy-time content, LD#137 inside:

I come up to her and reach out my right hand and rub her stomach, I'm a bit concerned about a reaction from her or the other girl. I look at her crotch and she's wearing a very thin covering like a bikini bottom and nothing on her legs, I can clearly see the shape of her (ahem) through the thin outfit, a very clear camel toe. I look at her face, and I tell her "You're really pretty!", she answers in a really sweet voice, "Thank you!". Then I realize I'm dreaming and say "I'm dreaming" as a confirmation. I look back down at her (ahem), and lightly reach out a finger towards where her skin is poking out a bit from under her covering, think about reaching in under but the clothing is too tight. There are a few small whips of hair poking out. She peels off her bottom and her (ahem) is fully exposed. I lean down and lick around for a while, then sit up and look at her, wonder about the dream stability, and

I wake up.

melatonin hangover semi-epic:

+ "This is the end": 1) classroom, "mother-f^&*er", handing out earbuds, the bomb hits, WTF, waiting for the blast wave: "I love you guys"; flying fast through town, call wife on cell, she never answers; 2) evil guys (zombie?) fight tearing each other apart, moves to childhood home, dining table guy tie; 3) last stand in the room, escape from the room, they're coming for us, turns out they're nerds who need our help

+ ice river celebration: I've been accepted into the military, big procession, jealous women with cakes/raspberries

later, BTS victory:

+ sister, semicolon

+ kids playing at the gym, I notice one speaks English, they must have hired a Enligsh staff member just for her; lying in (empty) bathtub naked in the middle of the gym, cover myself,

+ LD #131: police stop & search on the freeway on-ramp, almost rear-end guy in front, toss phone, move pillows, see extensive searches, they don't stop me, can I go?, people walking on freeway, see cars in garage, in restaurant cafe, get lucid, grab "Judy"'s boob, proposition her, wake up

early sort of vague, long BTS after a short WBTB, followed by a mega-TOTM top-5 (maybe best ever) LD

Note: I listened to PercyLucid's MILD audio class all the way through this week, and have taken up several of his suggestions and his mantra "I will have lucid dreams TONIGHT, or VERY SOON!" I do his MILD, holding a still mental image of my desired dream scene in my head as I fall asleep. I've been doing it for about half a week at this point.

Betime: midnight-ish. Glass of red wine some hours earlier (4?) at dinner. One Opti-Men multivitamin around 3-4pm.

06:11, ~3 minutes of voice notes

+ standing among statue/memorials, where the shape of the stone is a language conveying a message ("Hindu"). In particular the place where the column narrows in diameter and then widens out again has some sort of special meaning. I read "pardo" chiseled into one of the columns (they're about 4 feet high).

+ several big bags of galantamine capsules have arrived from Amazon, and a bag of small round B6 tablets. The boxes were opened (I guess by my wife), and the big see-through plastic baggies (Halloween candy bag sized) are lying there on my bed along with the Amazon invoice. The galantamine capsules are large, about the size of my current Alpha-GPC capsules (which are real horse pills, it takes eating bread/drinking water to get them down). I put some in my mouth and start chewing them? I wonder if I have time left in my dreaming night to take some or if it's too late.

Looking at the fine, thick, luxurious paper that Amazon uses for printing invoices, and the detailed high quality printing, I realized this is why I use Amazon, for this level of detail & quality.

+ circular cushion, it has to last a lifetime, one kid is jumping up and down and I severely discipline it, it gets progressively younger as I do so until it becomes an infant and rolls off on to the ground; two families different religious traditions are sharing this circular couch thing, it's OK with one family because their attention is usually focused outwards, you're not supposed in their tradition to use the middle part.

I'm wandering in and out of sleep as I review the prior dreams.

WBTB, BTS

It takes about an hour to get back to sleep it feels like. Need to put on a sleep mask as the room is too light now.

08:51, ~16 minutes of voice notes

+ LD #133 (TOTM advanced I & bonus success): KILD

I'm in a fairly dark area with people, I hear (students and teachers?) talking about math, I remember hearing "N-squared". I seem to be re-entering this area, and notice in front of me a teacher lady lying on a reclining garden/beach lounge chair, facing me. She's by herself. I go towards her, lean down over her in order to kiss her, and as my face approaches hers I get lucid. I continue in for a quick kiss on the lips and say "I'm dreaming!" I get up and head up a stairway to the left, saying "I didn't go up here last time through". There is a very wide open platform up there. Up ahead along a long wall stretching along the platform is an open door, and I enter.

Band Practice (TOTM basic I missed opportunity):
Inside is a large, wide, but not deep, well-lit band room. Most of the room is off to my left (the door is on the right edge of the room). There to the left on a series of risers are the band student musicians (seems like high school aged) sitting with their instruments. I look for a guy playing (my instrument), and see him in the 3rd/4th row up, and call to him to show me his instrument. He holds it up and I nod, "nice. What's your name?" I ask, "Norman," he answers (delay not too long, sometimes my DCs don't know their names well!). "I'll be back later" I say and head out the door, starting to think of TOTM.

Moon (TOTM Advanced-II)-fail:
I try to remember my TOTM task cheer song, and all I can remember at first is the rhythm. Argh! I finally remember the moon rock task. I decide I will grab a chunk of the moon and eat it. I look up into the night sky, slightly hazy, but with lots of distinct stars, the background is not totally black. I clearly see the stars at high resolution, and notice several satellites lazily making a straight path from one side of the vision to the other. I follow one's progress for a few seconds enjoying the view. I will the moon to appear, several times, but it does not appear.

I am now in the backyard of my childhood home, still looking up at the sky for the moon. I start to hear my mother's voice.

Mom:
I hear her voice clearly, like she was standing next to me. I know she's in the house. I'm now floating fairly high over the house looking down, and am amazed at the clarity and accuracy of her voice. Sometimes voices in my dreams do not sound right, but this is perfect. She is speaking coherently but I do not remember anything that she said, she's talking to my father. I'm trying to get down to the house and have some trouble, I have to air-swim a bit. The house is not right: it appears to be a sort of a modern, multi-section compound with rooms of differing shapes from above. Then I'm on the deck at the back door, still hearing her voice, and I enter, go through the kitchen, and expect to see her there and see her walking through the dining room heading towards the living room, her back is to me. I get really happy, finally I'm going to see her in a dream!
(in waking life she passed away two months ago).
I follow and enter the dining room, imagining her being really happy to see me. She turns and sees me and I open my arms wide, (I'm wearing a light jacket and quickly unzip it and hold up my arms with the ends of the jacket, kind of like bat wings), and she comes to me and I give her a big hug, kissing her cheek and I tell her "I really miss you!" I see her and her face clearly. She seems young. Either she or my dad answers, and says something like now it is time for me to be with my father.

Mom saves a FA:
I find myself waking, and I still hear my mother's voice. If I can still hear her voice, that means I'm still dreaming! I have no visuals and decide to slowly "open my eyes." I seem to be in my childhood home's living room still, with something on my head, like sheets or a blanket. I sit up and stand up. I try for a little bit while walking forwards towards the kitchen to take the thing off that feels like a towel wrapped around my head, but I can't get it off, it's like a really really long sheet is hanging there and I just can't get it off. I decide just ignore it (and then it stops bothering me). My mother is standing at the doorway between the dining room and the living room just on the kitchen side. She looks really young, thin, healthy, and happy. Shes wearing a bright lipstick, orange-ish. I say "you look like you're doing great!" while I stand close to her with my hands on her waist, and something like "we will meet again!".

Dinos! (TOTM Advanced-I success):
After seeing my mother, I go out on the deck and ask my sister to take me to show me where the dinosaurs are
(asking DCs to do stuff for me is fast becoming my favorite dream control method).
She takes me to the corner of the deck and I look down and see weird beasts walking down the stairs to the backyard lawn (in particular notice one big black quadruped freaky looking thing walking down). I go down off the end of the deck and mount some small furry thing that I think is actually a movie monster of some sort. I'm a bit concerned about this not counting since I don't think this is a dinosaur. I ride it down the stairs to the lawn. There I imagine and see a medium-sized Trex there battling with a medium-sized King Kong. They're both between 15-20 feet tall: definitely big, but not immense. I jump and land expertly on the back of the T-rex. I imagine a faintly strange beastly odor. I'm sitting fairly high on its back/lower neck, and urge it forward to run up the stairs because I'm concerned about Kong. I urge it and imagine it running really fast, I'm "pushing" it forwards by "pushing on the reins" and it's leaping up the stairs towards the street but it just doesn't get going fast enough to please me, Kong is still chasing. Up on the street Kong attacks and I jump/fall away...

Black Hole (TOTM Bonus, success):
... and (am in the void? Rub hands for a while, feel them, dream is solid, visuals return), I'm in a garage (childhood home?), I exit and turn to the right (180 degrees) and there is a large open plaza full of college-aged young people ahead of me. I try again to remember the full TOTM cheer song and I again can only remember the 2nd half (advanced) and "...Black Hole! Black Hole! Raa raa Raa!" I've already done one advanced, so why not? I decided to summon a black hole and jump in. I walk forwards a bit to get where the crowd starts, I hold out my hands straight in front of me and pull them apart quickly, imagining a massive black sphere appearing: instead something big dark and round flashes and disappears. OK, again! (I wonder what the students will think of the black hole!) I put my arms together, pull them apart quickly, and this time a large sphere appears solidly before me which I know is the black hole. Only it's partially reflective mirror-surfaced, which I think is fine because everybody knows that light plays funny tricks around black holes. I dive forwards into it and try to feel the sensations. I don't feel much, after a brief disorientation I find that I'm inside a sphere sort of like a one-way mirror, I can see out but people can't see in. There is a filtering effect looking out like sunglasses. The party is going on all around me in the plaza still and everyone is ignoring me. The black hole is about the same size inside as outside (about 8-10 feet in diameter, tall enough to stand in). There's a girl standing near the edge of the black hole on the outside and I pull her in (and kiss her?). The dream wavers/I enter a bit of the void and call for a DC to take my hand and pull me out, and "John" does just that, and the dream continues from there...

John and boobs:
I asked for a DC to take me by the hand and lead me from the Black Hole sphere, and a guy does grab my hand firmly and lead me out. We start walking together, I decide his name is "John." As we're walking through the crowd, a girl comes towards us .

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I grab her and hold her by the shoulders and sort of push her along in front of us (she seems slightly uncooperative but doesn't make a fuss), I start squeezing her boobs through her clothing. Double handed at first with my left arm around her back. Then I decide to let John have the left boob and tell him to take it and I stick with the right one. I think I stripped her top off or at least exposed her breasts, but I was on purpose not staring at her so as to keep the dream going and it seemed to work great. Then we approach a table with some other people mulling around, and decide to have sex with her together with John, hoist her up on the table and the dream fades. In the void. I try an interesting variant on "hand rubbing" and start pulling my "ahem." Definitely feels like dream body, so I'm still dreaming. It gets longer and longer, and seems fairly small diameter, but seems to be getting a bit hard. I want John to help me enter the girl.

Eventually I have John take my hand again and lead me back into the dream, works again, visuals return. I look at and touch briefly the edge of the table. Then I leave them both and move on down the path.

Girl outside:
I've lost a bit of lucidity, I'm standing outside a door to a building, as I move towards it a girl sitting on a bench calls to me "<redacted>" which gets my attention.

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I instantly kneel down in front of her and pull off her pants. Looking at her sex organs it seems to waver to look male for a bit, I will it to return to girl and it does and I begin oral on her. I begin moving my tongue enthusiastically and start to feel the connection superimposed with my waking tongue

and this brings me back to full lucidity. I stop with her and enter the door in to the building.

Girl inside:
Inside is a large mostly empty space, I spot two girls sitting at a desk not far away. I head right for them and sit down, noticing the girl on the left and give her my attention.

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

As I sit down I reach for her body and rub her torso a little bit with my two hands. I'm close to her face and I look at her and appreciate her beauty and lean in for a kiss, I feel it well. I try for some tongue but again it starts to superimpose with my waking tongue so I stop that. I kiss her again with just lips, short, but really nice.

I move my gaze to look back up over my shoulder to the my left so as not to stare at her too long, I catch a scene of some busy detail outside the door I came in through.

I stand up quickly and take her hand and lead her away, just desiring to be in motion. I'm holding her left hand with my right, and I start swinging our arms while we walk. <Something about a vending machine?> The dream starts to fade and I use contact with the girl to come back and continue a bit:

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I stick my right ring finger in her mouth and push it in and out a bit, I feel the warmth and wetness of her mouth. Then the same with my middle finger then the same with my index finger, telling her to really suck hard and she does.

This brings me back into the dream. I then get the great idea to

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

repeat with my (ahem), I place it in her mouth and tell her to suck hard, I start to feel it and I see her face down there with my (ahem) in her mouth

and the dream fades, this time it feels like for good, so I start gathering my recall and prepare to record.

Awesome night. I'll never complain about getting up early to fix breakfast again…

earlier:

+ hailing the remote controlled car at a busy intersection, trying to get to the same curb on the street that it's driving on to meet it

+(f) my friend MR wants to apprentice for the master (guy), we both can't do it (so I'll have to drop out?), we say he may not be interested in a rank beginner, see a store with products on the shelves?

+ I'm at multiple laptops connecting to the net, with wife, transparent keyboards, connect, connect to networked ASCII game that my wife's brother is playing at his apartment, something about the asteroid material and special beings

make breakfast, then BTS, later:

+ LD #132: I'm standing outside in daylight of a white home, talking with TZ, who's leaving. I ask him how did he leave his work ("Are you retiring? Taking a sabbatical?"). After he leaves I enter the home, everything is white. I realize I haven't seen my dog L in a long time, I think he's gone/lost, I should have asked TZ about him before he left. I run crying hysterically through house that I can't find my old dog L, I imagine seeing his empty house, little poops around, then I stop & think maybe this isn't a tragedy, maybe I'm dreaming I do a nose pinch and can clearly breath. Now I'm lucid, I decide to do a TOTM. I try and try to remember a single TOTM task, I feel like they're all right there on the tip of my tongue and will come to me any second, but they just don't.

Spoiler for explicit sexual situations:

I notice a black girl leaning over a counter with her butt in my direction and all thoughts of the TOTM are gone. Always wanted to get with a black girl! I pull down her pants and try to enter her from the back. Things are a bit vague and don't quite fit. My (ahem) is sticking up out of her pointing in the air, and I grab a girl (or two?) to the left and tell her to take care of that with her mouth. The two new girls offer me to move to the cot to the right and for me to get on the bottom. I'm a bit surprised by this, girls usually don't take the initiative in sexy LDs. I ask "right over there, huh? OK" and move over there.

As I'm moving over there I notice there are a variety of odd-shaped clocks on the wall, and I think about clocks misbehaving in dreams, but I just glance at them and don't give them another thought.

Sexy time going on for a while with the two girls, I notice that this has been a fairly long experience, longer than usual. They're both down around my legs and they start to disappear. One of them comes up as if to mount me cowgirl style with her breasts hanging down over my face and I reach for them and think "this is good, this is a position I like to climax in."

The dream ends/transitions.

+ I'm next to a group of girls, sitting down against a wall.

Spoiler for sexual situations:

I lean down over them, moving my mouth to each of their's, the first several ones do not respond. The one to the left at the corner does respond with her lips and we start making out. A bit later I realize I'm still kissing her, and I'm moving my hips as if having intercourse with her with a weak sensation,

the dream ends

+ in room with friends, it's in friend MR's childhood room. There are boxes of things lining the far wall covered with a tarp, I think my things are in there but the group is covering them up (they want me to leave?). In the middle of the floor is a strange vita-mix blender. The base is normal sized, but the blender container is really small, just a few cups of capacity, I think that's a pretty useless vitamin.

Lying there on the ground towards the end of the room, I see MZ's (TZ's son) pile of sticks of gum (he likes Wrigley's Mint types, I have two of the white sticks). They've taken away the bed, don't want me around, I'm out in the hallway looking for the girl's room

+ donating typewriters to the Science museum, meeting with a guy at the front desk

+ son is sticking his face into the crotch of the (gymnast) when she spreads her legs, she's working out on the bottom bunk of bunk beds. Her back is to him so she can't see what he's doing. She's holding on to the upper bunk bed and doing the splits, that's when he sticks his nose right up against her butt. I tell him not to do that. Initially I'm from the side of the bed. Change position, I'm looking down the length of the bed now, and notice she's bottomless, and when she spreads I catch a glimpse of her (ahem) and a patch of dark pubic hair. She continues doing the splits and my sons jumps/falls in right with his head/nose stuck directly in her (ahem).

I'm naked wrapped in a yellow bath towel trying to figure out how to get with some girls. There's a group there, but they're leaving. I leave this place and enter pool area (through a door?). Immediately upon entering I see MZ (gum guy) riding a 4-wheel motorized vehicle built out of swimming pool noodles, I watch him drive away.

I arrive to another area, there's a big play rehearsal going on, I see my son in this fatigue sweats, my wife waves to me.

Two older middle-aged couples slide up on the snow from behind me (in the direction I came), the wives are riding on the slippery white bodies of their husbands on top of the snow.

Pretty big night last night, many many short scenes, some coherent theme-wise, but generally lots of jumping around. The benefits of getting to bed before midnight!

earlier:

+(f) they're coming, get into the SUV, drive away over difficult terrain (day residue, watched Mad Max: Fury Road)

+ "applying" to the girl to be her boyfriend, I'm with out, vague outdoor twilight/dark place, I tell her "come on, I'm right here!", but she still wants me to write up my application, I lean over/on top of her, trying to get her to agree to me.

I look up and about 30 feet away I see a small building from the side. My GF has her room in this building. It is faced with partially transparent material. The building has 3-4 stories. About 3/4 of the building on the left side is taken up by the staircase. I see (maids?) moving inside. To the right of the staircases on each landing is the door to a room, I think I'll find my GF in there if I go in.

+ Go in to the bottom of the GF building above?, there's a group in class, I go out (dark), get in car, school schedule unfolding and stuck to feet?. There's a fast way out of the parking lot (but illegal?), I get stuck in the flow of traffic going the longer way around. As we drive I see huge piles of garbage. There's a big tray of eggs at my feet, my feet are in the middle of them, there are some unbroken ones around the edges but most are broken, I throw it on the garbage heap?

+ I'm playing in orchestra: we're on riser platforms, I look down and my chairs legs barely have room to stay on the platform. In the row in front of me are the oboists (2 cute girls), they have hogged all the room, I complain to them and they invite me to sit in their row. Will I sit on their left, or shall I sit in between them, that would be nice .

The conductor has 2 newly broken vertebrae, he must be careful in conducting style. He must avoid jumping up and down, and keep very smooth movements, he (a PT guy?) is giving examples and I'm watching his conducting. From time to time he must step down from the platform and "walk it off" a little bit, and step down from time to time. I wonder what the audience will think of this.

Something about the string section?

+ at school: I'm in a classroom with a programming teacher (middle-aged female), she is showing a code sample on the screen/board, it's very short and mostly import statements, very modular. We have a discussion on the merits of one particular (scripting?) programming language based on this single example of code ("look how clean it is!" she claims), I grant her point but I'm defending C++

In the hallways, my mother and sister are there, my sister always gets the new clothes.

later:

+ Waiting my turn in line going around the lunch table for the water boiler/cooker. The line moves clockwise around the table to the left. It's a small square table. As I reach the 3rd side and it's my turn, I fumble with my yellow rice ingredients, it's spilling out of my hands, trying to get it into the pot, (someone complains that?) it turns the water yellow.

+ storm out of the Tribes-1-like video game capture the flag game furious after I discover a cheating opponent wearing "both sides" armor that is invulnerable to my shots and the turrets I place are ineffective against him

+ in the French class of (trying to remember her name) "Mrs. Rivello" [false] (her name doesn't sound very French, more like Italian), taking (bread? candies?) out of (Christmas-decorated?) containers

+ girl is debating paying the required $4000-$5000 to have me as a boyfriend (still a great deal, I'm a great catch), does she know I'm 50 and married and not really <foreign> but just live there?

Driving to school in the back seat, against the right window, in car with others, coming the other way in the approaching lane (there's a barrier between the lanes), a guy I know to be a priest/teacher going the other way makes the sign of the cross and calls out "Hi <my name>" as his car blows by ours. This happens again, and I have something hanging down over my face, I wonder, how did he see me?

Approaching the school, I look at the buildings and they're very run down and dilapidated.

I'm late to journalism class, I think I'll have to get my own car so I can arrived on time.

Walking through a confusing section of rooms/hallways, I'm trying to find my class. There are lists of names posted outside every room and I think I see my name a number of times. I come upon an open class room see students sitting around a window, this is mine? I enter the class room. Across the table a bit separated I see my GF (from above, $4000). As I sit the teacher chastises me for being late.

I'm in the locker room getting ready to leave out of the left door, some gangsters come and block that door, they're here to threaten me to throw the game (I'm on the football team?), I head out right away through the right-side door. The gangsters will use a new, young kicker on the team to throw the game.

Waiting for the elevator in an open atrium, it arrives it is a large glass walled and ceilinged room like a little greenhouse, I hold my GF's hand, get on, as the elevator moves down I lean forwards and kiss her on the lips (for the first time?)

+ reading (sports mix container?) about different types of vitamin C: for bodybuilding, you must only take "area" style after a workout, even a single dose of normal vitamin C can erase all your gains for the whole period

+ Wizard fields: outdoors, daylight, walking among fields among high hills. Get to a high point and wave to my friends in the distance (a grey-bearded wizard?), I step forwards and fly/glide over the low fields to the next hill where he's standing. To the right, a group of our guys is sitting under an outcropping making and throwing swiss cheese sandwiches to each other, one time the guy put too much cheese in and had to take some out.

+ Plane: reading a large detailed plan / flowchart with two others, one of the components of the project is given a silly name (like the "I love you" part), I keep referencing this. I tell the (female) manager that if we get everybody to work on a phase simultaneously we can finish it.

Getting on the plane, I see a guy/girl walking on holding out their hands and a big steam of (clothing?) falls into their hands (they're sneaking this stuff on past security?), will they have enough time to pack it up in sheets before having to board?

The plane is starting to taxi, the engines rev up, I look back and see the (blast shield?) lowering/opening up in order for the engines to blast freely, we head down an incline and I anticipate a bit of a bump as we hit the level ground but it's minor. The plane is now taxiing for take-off, but we're following freeway signs and heading through the city. Our destination is somewhere tropical. The pilot is asking for directions? We seem to be heading towards the edge of the water, is our destination so close?

We head for the water, and I think the pilot needs to really push the throttle. Maybe we can go out over the water then push the throttle but it's probably better to push it ahead of time.

We've arrived at an outdoor picnic party area, there's a group of people there celebrating, (plane is gone), one surfer-dude comes up and clasps hands with me in greeting, I notice a small black mark on the tip of his thumb and am hesitant at first but then do it.

+ Driving with wife, finding a parking spot, looking at the spots all along the road, have to find a legal spot don't want to get a citation or towed. Pull into a spot. There's a cop there and I say I want to park until midnight, and he says that's $7.50. (I thought it would be more like $0.25). I pay him and he gives me the ticket/receipt and am juggling the change, the ticket, my wallet. I'm looking for a place to put it all back together, I see the cop's (laptop? open folder?) and think of using that for a second but think it's not a great idea. Another guy/couple comes and asks to park until 4/4:30am.

+ The gang is gathering to continue working on our group project. A guy playing a triple-concentric soprano saxophone arrives, (he's outside our place?) it plays in 3-part harmony. He puts it down and I pick it up and play a quick little tune on it (Happy Birthday?), I finish by hitting a very high note (with fingering of the recorder's high notes?). I put it down and wonder if I should suck in my spit, I don't and put it down and feel a bit bad that I've slobbered on the guy's mouthpiece.

We can't begin until the final guy arrives, we call him, his girlfriend is annoyed that he's being called in on their day off together.

Yesterday (07-30)

+ wine tasting, I've brought a bottle, so has my girlfriend, I'm trying to smell the wine she's bought but the bottle is not open yet.

+ jumping around in a video game, getting beat down, finally get up to the platform and complete, I'm congratulated by guys saying I've won an ability

+ in a house, pull on a secret control on a shelf activate a secret area, explore, there's a coffin, "hey comes help help me open it", out comes an evil female super being?, fighting her as the double-slashing dagger-wielding guy but she wins, she comes up and hugs you and sucks out your life

+ William Shatner with his head in a narrow tunnel (in a pirate costume?) beating off an attacker?, he and another guy are putting on movies in a back room then kidnapping/torturing one of the attendees, there's someone lying behind the counter, turns out he's alive

Today (07-31) better bedtime

23:23 bedtime

(several early pee wakings before dream recall shows up, just vague thoughts that vanish quickly)

06:30

+ buying shoes, guy says "you bought the $200 <something> you may as well buy the $600 shoes!", selection of fluffy ankle-high slippers

+ invited to Dubai to play a solo concert I'm concerned it's a ploy to get me to an Arab country because of my outspoken views on Israel; putting my instrument together, checking the key action, the top piece is broken I'm trying to adjust it / put it back together, a selection of reeds; I'm playing the slow movement of a famous concerto, under-tempo but it's lovely.

+ playing in a rehearsal, the conductor is all over the place, I say repeatedly, "are you in 2 or 4?! Show the downbeat clearly!", he retorts "listen and you'll hear the downbeats!", see my music (long opening sustained middle Bb) and then many pages of rests (I don't have to play for the rest of the piece), and the music of the 2nd, where there's a pencil marking indicating "1 only" (of the 2nd should play there).

10:39

+ I'm walking around and singing (lovely tone!), forget some lyrics, girl reminds me, "oh yeah" I say and sing them; girls singing in a line, one of them drops a contact lens, another picks it up off the ground and hands it to her, she pops it in her mouth -- how did she know the other one didn't make it dirty first?

+ my cat's trying to climb up / jump to the top of a tall dresser and just can't quite make it, she runs around the walls (I'm impressed by this) to get a head start, and my wife comes and laughs

+ wife asks about where's the little plastic thing that was on the car's wheel, the car is suspended 6 feet in the air we're looking up at it, the wheel/axel joint has a photo camera built-in, I say either someone took it or it blew off

+ terrorist attack: I'm hanging on a corner on a major street with a guy talking, later on we return after the attack started, armed guards shouting in arabic, a single nun in black robes is standing off the curb waiting to be picked up, story of the nuns raped in the bus (every single one), "we were just standing right there a little while ago!" I say to the guy referring to the corner

+ trying to return a girl taken by a "pit of Sarnac"-monster pit with tentacles along the conical sloping walls, two soldier/investigators are getting her back, they're talking to the monster threatening to reduce it to dust and burn it. They will analyze the dust/ashes and find the perfect harmonic frequency of flame to use that will burn it all up instantly. I'm DO floating above and see the two guys standing next to a huge bin full of purple monster dust.

with the girl afterwards I'm holding her and crying, I want her to be back, others are explaining that "they" made it so that you can "gather" many into one person, but once you've done that you can't "scatter" them back into many again, where each person retains memory of the original gathered one, I'm sad and rubbing my face all over her including her chest.

Another mega recall night: no lucids but dayum the detail. Lost the early (considerable) recall due to laziness (didn't record), and a late morning multiple waking continuous epic occupied almost all my dream memory space apparently, clobbering the earlier recall.

Another two Opti-Men day: one in afternoon, one an hour or so before bed. Lots of wakings, and lots of recall. Sort of a day off at the lake.

earlier:

(so much more forgotten, damn!)

+ who's that guy wearing the full-body "Coke" advertising outfit and baseball cap? The letters C-o-k-e are huge and spreads sideways from his shirt down to his pants. The letters are gold and the outfit is red. The same gold "Coke" is on the front of his red cap. Oh, it's my cousin P, I guess he's moonlighting as a pizza delivery guy, there's the boxes of pizza right there with my family to the right at the table (took a bite)

+ tennis date: started playing on the court with with Na (clarinet from the childhood neighborhood), she makes a shot which lands near the baseline, I get down and watch it hit the ground. There are two lines there very close together: one is the singles baseline, and one is the doubles baseline. The ball landed right between these two lines. I tell Na "your shot was out for singles, but in for doubles" (I repeat this again?). I think about hitting back a zippy forehand with lots of topspin.

To my right a crowd has entered the court: I see a middle-aged Chris Evert has come and she's giving a master class on tennis serving. She tosses, swings, and follows through, commenting on what she's doing. At one point she "glitches" and fast repeats a movement several times. I'm glad we got to the courts before this or we may not have gotten a court.

Na is now O, my wife's student (the goofy/cute/hot/sweet one) and we're on a date here playing tennis, now watching Chris Evert's class. We're getting closer and more and more cuddly with each other, more touchy, it's really exciting. Chris Evert at one point says something meant for the "couples" in the crowd and O jabs me that I didn't respond, but I was lost in thought about her (O) and say so. I'm standing slightly to her right and behind her, and lean around to her face and kiss her, I'm semi-hard and pressed up against her leg and I imagine she can feel that.

I'm wondering what my wife will think of me marrying O? I "remember" my wife's said before that I'm free to go, but with O may be too much.

O lies down in pain, she says "Oh, it hurts!" and she puts her right hand (I'm on her right side) on to her lower abdomen/lady parts area. I think she may be having female cramps. I'm saying (in various languages) "What is it? What's wrong? etc" Her legs are spread (she's wearing black leggings) and I massage the tendons of her inner thighs at the pelvis (pretty much right on top of her (ahem) but this is not sexual), and say to her she probably strained these running while playing tennis.

late:

+ multiple-waking epic: we've returned to our California adult home

Why are we here? Where are the new owners (the house is empty)? Why can't I remembe this? How long can we be here? Did we buy it back? If so, that would be awesome, I really miss this place. I'm standing in the kitchen and see the beautiful malachite-colored counter tops and the pale maple cabinets. I walk down into the living room and see two colorful Christmas trees there: one just a bit to the left of its normal position, and one smaller one over by the entertainment center.

Brief scene with son S1 as a young boy. Something about playing/rewinding a VCR tape?

Huge doctor bill:
At the dentist/doctor's, when we moved away before, we left a huge (10's of 1000's of $) unpaid bill, for what, look at the itemized list with huge costs for each procedure (what could be so expensive?), what should we do (I say ditch it!)? It would take us years of saving to pay this. I say (and think if I should say this out loud) that "we only manage to net $2000 per month" (I think what's the right word, net or gross?). The people around us in the waiting room turn and look at us in pity for only clearing such a small amount.

Christmas:
Emotional scene with young song S2. I say we should go shopping and buy and wrap the Christmas presents, don't you want to do that? He is sad and says no. I think "oops have I ruined the magic of Christmas?" I struggle with what should I answer if he asks me about Santa Claus: should I be truthful or maintain the magic? I weep/sob hysterically while looking at a couch and thinking about my son and my own lost Christmas innocence.

Cleaning out the yard:
I want to just hang out but my wife wants to get rid of the big old cabinet standing there in the side yard under the tarp. We carry a long piece of it into the garage, I want to place it right next to the garage door so that when I bring the van it's convenient to load up after opening the garage door, my wife disagrees, I'm frustrated at her disagreement. In the garage, I spot a vicious stray dog squatting there, he's large and looks like pit bull. I see a small dirty thick mattress that he sleeps on under a set of shelves.

Spiders:
In room blasting spider nests and a daddy-longlegs off the wall with a water gun (I think it's actually shooting bullets?) while son S2 watches. Through a opening in the wall between the kitchen and the garage I see a lot of spiders in a space behind the drywall: we'll have to remove this and clean them out.

Standing between the kitchen and the garage, I look into the kitchen and notice an area with missing/peeling decorative red-shiny-reflective tape. We'll have to replace this. There are also what looks like very sooty white fuses on the wall, we'll have to clean these. Are we preparing this place to sell again?

The dog:
My wife is down in the garage and I'm at the door to the kitchen, and I see the stray dog crouching below some shelves, I yell to my wife "come here now!" she comes, and the dog lunges. I block the dog with something, I'm holding a barrier up at the dog's neck the dog is extended up on its hind legs. I make friends with the dog, petting it and talking to it soothingly, it gets very friendly, I take it to show my family, it's more like a curly-haired big poodle now, it lies on its back and we rub its tummy, it looks more like a bigger version of our old dog now. It gets up and walks and I see that someone has painted a heart-shaped big purplish drawing around it's butt based on "My Little Pony."

The daughters / will:
I see a picture/video/live scene of two cute young girls dressed up in frilly dresses, about 4 and 6 years old. Are these my daughters? Did we have two girls and I can't remember it? Such a major life event, why can't I clearly remember this? I go ask my wife about this, are these daughters hers from her previous marriage? She indicates yes, but they're both degenerates now (as adults), one is a vegetable in the hospital, and the other is a useless low-life. I do not want these girls messing with my sons' inheritance. I consult an expert about this, can I write a will that clearly gives everything 50/50 to my two sons that will withstand any late challenge? People tend to come out of the woodwork at probate/inheritance, they may somehow hear about it and show up to claim something. The guy says it's important to get an official copy stored with a trustworthy person in case someone presents a forgery. I think who would work for this, who's the right age, and decide on my sister. "She's totally trustworthy" I say. Mmm Hmm he says.

The party: (this is like a sub-dream within the "returned home" dream, many scenes):

Cup throwing game: I'm tossing plastic clear drinking cups to (girls) across the room. I'm spinning the cups with both hands and they're flying like tube-frisbees. One cup is crushed and I try to unwrinkle it. It doesn't have a cut out bottom, it won't fly well I think, I try tossing it and indeed it does not fly straight. I toss to a girl across, she tosses back to me, I toss to another girl, she tosses back to someone else? My wife says no, I must be the one to get the cup and re-throw it.

In a group of people at the table the M's (british schooling former friends with the annoying chidren) are there. KM and RM. They look very old, gray hair, old faces, grayish like covered in a layer of flour. KM reaches a hand and I shake it. Them RM and I shake hands I have to lean really far forwards in order to do this. RM has a big deep chunk missing from her nose around her left nostril, it's very red. The M's say "but what about the property?" referring to the daughters/will situation. I get upset and say they shouldn't talk about such things.

At the table, we need to put away the glasses, I say the ladies should do this (they object a bit?) my sister puts a glass into the display case, some (green?) liquid oozes out and I catch it cupping my hands together, it wasn't washed properly.

The party is moving to the park across the street! A few people are walking but most (seemingly all girls?) have piled into one of the two cars. They're really packed in sitting on top of one another. There is a clean place left for me in the driver's seat. I get in and we take off. This is in the middle of a large city at a hexagonal roundabout at the top of a hill. There are two exiits I could take to get out of the parking lot onto the street, but the one on the right is crowded with cars so I take the left one. I need to turn right, but the direction signs painted on the ground only indicate left-turn allowed. I ignore this and turn right. For several turns I move my way around to the left of each of the exit roads of the roundabout. I enter a (tunnel?) inside. Then we're walking in a mall near a movie theater and I'm looking for someone who works here to ask directions to how to get out of here.

In a boat on the water by the pier. I'm looking down into the murky water, trying to see something. The sunlight is streaming down into the water and then I can see it is revealing the ground, this is the first time I've ever seen the ground here it's about 20 feet deep (day residue from the day at the lake, observing the pattern of the sun through the water and on the sand). I imagine one can see fishes, and then I see them: the water is thick with them, medium sized. What about sharks? Yes there are some larger fish clearly sharks. A second boat has a boy/girl leaning too far over the side I shout to get back in, I think he/she might fall in and get eaten by a shark. He/she throws something like a sock into the water which lands on the head of one of the fish, I yell not to throw stuff.

At an ice cream stand high above the water, my father chastises the kid for not listening to me in the boat.