FryingMan

A long night, mostly jumbled recall of many scenes, proper (short) WBTB leading to first LD of 2015 + TOTM

Lots of dream activities during the day. Watched youtube videos about meditation, tried to meditate but too noisy/busy in the room. Kept meditative mindset. *I'm* a lucid dreamer. The ability is in *me*. Decided to return to multiple wakings this night, and do a proper WBTB. Was not easy getting up, and didn't go far, just quick pee and sat on the edge of the bed for about a minute. Was a bit concerned that I had woken up too much but I made it back to sleep and did get lucid.

WBTB and wakings during the night does seem to be the key. Sleep quality though does seem worse than when not frequently waking.

Lots of scenes but not extremely well remembered and the ordering is not entirely clear.

01:05 bedtime

06:40 ?

(earlier)
+ outdoors, people walking to (the bathroom?) walking by a square in the ground with a pine branch placed in it as a memorial?

+ gangster standoff: the leader turns the tables by shooting everyone with his gun which was disguised as a chocolate ice cream bar which he had been eating; escape from the house with the "girlfriend"; meeting the weird looking girl at the ATM

Sitting in a room, the situation is sense. The gangster boss leader is to my left and is sucking on a chocolate ice cream bar. Suddenly he takes the bar out of his mouth, points it at the (police inspector?) across the room from him, squeezes the ice cream bar around the middle with his hand, and it fires a bullet, hitting the police guy right in the forehead instantly killing him. People are running around, I'm hoping I don't get shot.

I'm in my room (childhood home?) thinking I need to get away, the ground is littered with stuff. Should I pack a bag or just leave everything behind? The bag is there on the ground and I stuff a few things in there.

Outdoors I jump in to the getaway vehicle, my "girlfriend" is just a few steps behind me, can she open the door because of that tree? Get in fast! She gets in / we drive away?

I'm following "girlfriend?" short young latina she's making some sort of payment at the ATM? We're meeting another girl, an even shorter and very odd looking latina, she's going to help us with something.

+ wife/phone; google glass not working until looking at a suitable background

My wife says "don't worry…I know about the picture of that girl you have on your phone", my mind races, what picture? My phone is in my hand. I'm standing at a counter wearing some sort of google-glass-like thing, I can't see any of the projections. I look around and look at some sort of white background then all of a sudden I can see the projections.

+ six-legged hexagonal "predator-style" aliens are doing a ritual dance

In some sort of a cave? 4-5 of these hexagonal beings each are stomping around and moving their legs in ritual movements. They're wearing some colorful sort of athletic outfit? 2 of the legs are used as stabilization behind them.

(later)

I actually woke from this lucid and went back to sleep without journaling, I happened to remember it on a later waking.

07:45

+ (lucid) ask green turtle/dog alien for dreaming power, enter childhood home, bizarre view out windows, chugged a bottle of wine, took of flying with biting/clawing cat coming along for the ride

(childhood home) I head up the front steps to the street and see on the street a medium-dog-sized green alien turtle/dog thing looks like it's made out of stone. I crouch down so as not to be seen, it walks a bit to the left towards the G's driveway with its head to the left. I think it's sort of stupid to stay hidden (because it's a dream?). I (call it to me?), it comes and stands right before me with its weird alien stone green face. I ask it for dreaming power, lucid all night every night. It raises a hand and touches my forehead. Satisfied, I head back down the stairs to the front door, and as I head in to the house I'm lucid, and do a solid nose pinch to confirm. Right inside the front door and turn to the right heading for the living room, I say "wow" because the visual representation of the house is really accurate (frequently the living room in dreams is empty/wrong). I walk by the armchair towards the middle of the room and reach down and touch the wooden tip of the arm (that chair hasn't been there since I was in high school) of the chair with my right hand briefly. Ahead and towards the right out the wide window I see in the distance a really large tall white skyscraper lit with bright light with strange very large letter/number/symbol combinations (about 3 symbols long) placed in several locations around the front of the building. I see a short sequence of zillions of bright flashes like thousands of camera flashes all going off around the same time. After this the view is muddled and just dark blobs. I turn towards the dining room and think of goals and TOTM: fireworks, wine. Definitely wine. I turn back towards the living room and expect to find a full open bottle of wine. The dream is starting to get a bit vague. I have a full open bottle of (white) wine (champagne?) in my hand, and up-end it and start to chug it. It takes a while, 15 or 20 seconds, I'm counting the seconds/gulps? I wonder briefly about the effects and I find there are none. I head out to the deck and feel like making a strong flying take-off. As I leap into the air something grabs my right lower leg, I look down and see it's my cat in a bitey/scratchy mood. As I fly it continues to bite/scratch, so I pick it up in my hands and bite its head trying to get it to stop I lose lucidity and am in some room where two girls are laughing about the cat.

+ hotel room, get extra key, where's the room?, puking line of girls, cover the windows

A girl arrives with the extra room key I've requested. "This is the extra key?" I ask her? She nods and leaves. It's just a single smallish key. I decide to try it out, I should have done this before she left. I put it in a lock and turn it, it moves the mechanism and a deadbolt goes in and out.

Where's the room? Is it on the ground floor of the building over there?

Sitting on a (couch?) there is a line of (junior high, high school?) girls standing there they look like they've all vomited recently, there are remnants of vomit on some of their shirts. At some point (later?) in the night I think I should have tried to kiss them but think the barf breath would have been nasty.

Outside a room and covering up the windows with (two large pieces of cardboard?), sliding these pieces around to cover up the windows, on the right I attach a very small piece of tape to the cardboard/window pane, some guy is there (critiquing?) my work.

+ last beer?, last year of high school?, what will I study? (topics for dreaming!), woman says where to find homeroom (peaches)

(childhood home back porch?) On the bottom of the barrel there is one bottle of beer left. I pick it up but drop it back down again, I don't want to take the last beer. I'm leaning out the (kitchen?) window talking to a boy scout friend: we're entering our senior year of high school. Wait, maybe I already graduated? I can't remember! I think what classes I want to take. I say "hobbit-classes", I also say "acrobatics", I'm thinking that what I want to take are classes that aid in my ability to perform things in lucid dreams, but I don't want to tell him that I'm a lucid dreamer so I'm hesitant in what I say as I try to clarify my thoughts of what I want versus what I want to tell him, I think I'm probably not making much sense to him.

Go back around inside the kitchen (even though I was already there?) from the deck the question is where to find your homeroom, the woman there says (I'm thinking?) it has to do with peaches/apricots, there's some way to always find the room (I forgot).

+ football: advise the guy to stay down so they won't late tackle you, they do anyway.

There's a guy who caught a kickoff (or made a touchdown?), I advise him to stay down or else the defenders running down the field will have an excuse to late tackle him, they do it anyway. (He later kicks a field goal?)

To bed very late, more holiday-related alcohol consumption, very busy days, stress, so dreaming is not perfect. But came away with two fairly long vivid coherent dreams, probably much detail forgotten.

+ new guy at a new company, give them a false name, tour the facilities and observe the huge workbenches and covered with huge plots

I'm settling in my cube at a new job, the boss calls me in to a meeting. In a conference room, sitting around a long table, I tell them my name is "Kirill," but they can call me "<my real name>", it's my nickname. Why did I tell them a false name, will that cause a problem?

I don't really know what's going on at this job. I should ask JL who also works here and used to be my manager at another job (real memory), but I think no, I should figure it out on my own.

I'm standing by a printer station, this is a printer that has many different names, all of which comes to this one device. A 3-ish page document comes out from a young woman, I pick it up and set it to the side of the printer, she comes by and I imagine she'll find it.

I'm given a walking tour of the company. It is extremely crowded with workers who all work very hard and long hours. It's a computer hardware company apparently. Everybody's desk is really long, and their work areas are covered with huge very wide (2-3 meters) plots of the systems their designing. The plots are colorful and are made up of large numbers of lines arranged mostly in rectangular grids, like this:



Discussing a particular circuit with somebody. It's a 9x2 or 9x3 arrangement of cells, it's a multiplier.


+(f) walking outside a company outdoors in daylight

+ performing a concerto at a concert in a very steep concert hall, should I use music?, conductor goes on first

I'm performing a solo at a concert. I'm climbing down a steep practically vertical audience area almost like a ladder. I pass by the principal orchestra <my instrument> player, and nod to her. I look down to the stage area and see a music stand has been placed on the stage next to the chair I will sit in. Hmm, should I play with music? I'm trying to decide, it's less professional to play with music but there's less risk of forgetting the music.

Later I'm down on the stage level it's darker waiting to go on stage with the conductor, the announcer introduces the conductor and I start on to the stage but they indicate I should wait until my turn. There are no curtains and everyone can already see me so i wonder why I should wait.

*Two* holiday parties tonight, lots of sweets, wine, champagne, cake. To bed around 2-3am? Don't feel particularly buzzed but wake up with a small hangover feeling. Lots more dreaming than listed here, a number of the scenes around the school (karate, girl shorts, menu item) faded away.

Looking forward to the end of the festivities and getting back to a solid schedule! Still several more days to go.

+ huge tarantula / crab spider catches a big fly in my parent's living room, I'm terrified/fascinated

I'm walking from the living room to the dining room towards the kitchen in my parent's house, and I stop in my tracks because I see a rather large fluffy fly just sort of floating there in the air, I look closer and see it's caught in a spider web that stretches in a line along the path I'm walking. I think at first I should just swipe it down but think then that I should let the spider eat it. I look and see another insect, like a large wasp, to the right of the fly about 6 inches, also caught in a web. Then I think about the spider and I see it down a long tube of web, it moves to pick up the fly. The spider is *really* large and freaky looking, like a fist-sized tarantula, how'd a tarantula get here? I never really get a good look at it but I see what looks like a large crab's claw on the front. I call to my wife to let her know about this several times, I keep looking at the spider to get a better look.

+ karate class, where's my yellow belt?

Walking towards P.E. class, it's a karate class. There are other students around me, seems like a college class. I'm wearing my white ghi and so are the other students, you're supposed to come wearing the belt you achieved from previous karate classes. I look down and see I'm wearing a belt, too, but it's a white belt. Where's my yellow belt? I earned in in that class I took long ago. Should I go and get it? Will we have to demonstrate the "moves" we learned when we earned the belt?

All the students are now arranging themselves in rows and columns on a large outdoor field, standing on large white plastic tarps, about 2 students per tarp, I'm towards the back and there's a guy to the front of me, I am remembering punches, blocks, and kicks, and perform them. The kicks are supposed to have a nice "snap" to them, and I do a nice snappy front kick. I try some side kicks but I can't quite achieve the "snappiness" that I want to.

I sort of have to go to the bathroom. The field is along a fairly busy street to the left, and across the street is a gas station, will I have time to run there and get back before class starts?

Class starts and someone introduces the teachers, they're fairly well-known, I see them moving into view, they're sort of short and dark/hairy.

+ following the girl who's shorts are way down in back

I'm walking along and come upon a girl who's also walking and my eye is caught by the fact that her butt is fairly exposed, so I fall into line behind her and follow her and enjoy the view. We go up some stairs, and reach some branches in the path and I keep on behind her, I notice that this is actually the way I wanted to go so she shouldn't be freaked out but I don't want to be too creepy so I decide at one point to stop following her. I notice her short shorts are rolled up in a bunch and really showing off her behind nicely.

+ the menu for today reads "noodles here"

There is a folder, I reach inside it for the menu plan for the week, and pull it out. There are lots of words (that seem fairly clear/easy to read), today's item is "noodles heure".

+ trying to enter the forbidden area on a powered scooter/sled

There's a fence and there's a higher obstacle. The obstacle is specially designed to be 4 inches higher than the scooter/sled thing can jump. I think about trying to get in anyway but there are probably guards.

+ messing with the guy watering my parents' front yard

Turn on and off the water and the electricity, the flow of water out of the hose stops and starts. I turn off the electricity thinking that shouldn't affect the hose, but realize there's a pump attached to the hose so it does indeed turn off the water, I turn it back on.

Marathon night of sleep and dreaming.

+ noodle cook: he's witching to language studies, I wonder how practical that will be

+ neighbor's garage sale/giveaway: did the crowd also take all our stuff by mistake?; ornamental grape trees in the front garden

I'm exiting my garage and I see that on my neighbor's front lawn there is a lot of junk there. Everything's free, there are a lot of cars pulling up. I notice later that the things in front of my house are also gone, but I was not participating in the giveaway. Nothing's left, I see just a small folder on the grass, I wonder if the people came and took all my stuff, too.

Walking through a front garden, I'm looking at the trees, they are "ornamental grape trees," I look at them and some are thick-trunked with clusters of grapes growing out of the bark in places, not very many. A gardener is there and he's talking about the trees.

+ casino: they picked my pocket at the game table(!), casino security department, gun battle on escalator, I demand my stuff back

I'm at a casino table, it's an exciting game, there's a lot of action, there are two people there sort of playing along with me.

I walk away from the table and check my waist bag, and something's wrong. I open the wallet area zipper, the passport zipper, and check for my phone, they're *all gone*. I check several times. I "remember" that at some point those two people playing the game with me at the table bumped into me, they must have picked my pocket! I'm screwed losing these critical things.

I talk to a security guy, the subject of calling the cops comes up. He escorts me back to the security area. It's a huge open "behind the scenes" area with a lot of "agents" walking around, there are screens in there in various cubicles. I wonder if the criminals know just how many undercover security guys there are, they're everywhere in this area, walking around.

I'm in a gun battle with a guy on a group of side-by-side escalators, ducking down to avoid the fire, I'm in the upper area.

I get my hands on the guy (the criminal or the cop) who I think has my wallet and passport, and I'm screaming at him to give me my stuff back.

+ racquetball gym: they wasted all that front lobby space, could have made a few more courts

WBTB

+ swimming in "Tahoe", find swiss army knife, hold the girl up for a better view of the swim tubes; confused about RSVP for JT's gourmet steak party which we can't attend, wife like's my corn chowder

I'm at "Lake Tahoe" going swimming. I'm standing on the shore looking down at the rocks/pebbles, and I see (my?) swiss army knife there, I pick it up because I wanted it recently and it's not in my bag any more. I'm getting ready to dive into the water, I invite someone to come with me, they come up and push me and I dive into the water. Oh, my, there's a submerged boulder there I barely avoid wacking my head into it and manage to jump over it. Underwater I'm looking for crayfish expecting to see some under the boulders but don't see anything.

I'm swimming around to the right parallel to the beach and I see a serious of water park tubes with swimming-pool water in them snaking through the lake. I pick up a girl in a one-piece swimsuit and lift her up high so she can look into the tube. My arms are wrapped around her body at the waist level and she looks down at me briefly with an exasperated expression on her face like she thinks this is inappropriate contact but doesn't complain more. It feels nice to hold her like this.

Back up above the beach I'm looking at the scene and think that yes this sort of looks like "it used to," but not exactly.

Sitting on a terrace with my wife, JoTy, his wife DaTy. Wife D looks short and round and not at all like herself, J looks sort of like himself. The conversation is about RSVPing for their fancy gourmet steak barbecue party. I'm firmly denying that I could not have RSVPd for it because I don't live there any more and since I don't I couldn't and wouldn't have RSVPd, which would have caused them to have to buy too much steak. I was confused and wasn't sure if I had RSVPd or not. I'm sad that I won't be able to attend. My wife consoles me by saying she likes my corn chowder, who needs fancy steak.

+ GS's Texas million-dollar house pool party, his wife rejects my hug, the heat is dry at least

I'm arriving at GS's Texas house, it's at the end of a street, the grass out front is colorful, there are adobe walls, it's my first time here! I see G's wife D, and reach to give her a hug, but she holds up her right arm in front of her sideways across her body as a barrier to deny my hug, she has a "don't do that" face. I'm hurt and surprised by this. I then notice that she's pretty flat-chested, that's a change, she used to have an enormous bust, maybe she got reduction surgery? She turns around and I get a view of her butt in her once-piece swimsuit (which is sort of shiny bronze colored), it's a pretty tight sexy-looking butt I realize. I reach for G to give him a hug.

I'm walking around the pool area clockwise. I notice some lounge chairs in very small areas of shade on dry grass, there's not much shade here. About half-way around the pool I comment on the heat: I feel the warmth, it's not humid. I say/think that "here in Austin there's a dry heat".

I completed the circle around the pool, and I see a large pile of pool lounges stacked on top of each other. Someone asks what they're for, I answer (it's a massage table?). I see that some of the lounges are slipping down into the pool so you can lie on them while floating in the pool.

+ some plot with some young kids, one says "I like <my name>" as I walk by; in the hotel room, the (mother-in-law?) is looking sexy in her suit and wants to go to the sauna

The mother in law is wearing a one-piece swimsuit. There is a sliver of aereola showing on her left breast, her chest looks quite nice. She thinks that as long as we're at a resort she should go to the sauna

+ fighting the evil dead flag monster, put on his shirt

There's a flag hanging down above a doorway. I swing a sword at it. Once, twice. After each swing there is a loud scream and I look over to the computer to see the status of the evil (undead?) monster which I am fighting by hitting its flag. I take a third swing but I think this is unnecessary, I've already beat it. The shirt of the monster will float down now and I can put it on. I wonder if I look in a mirror wearing this shirt if I'll look like a skeleton?

(early)

+ (f) selling stock?

+ kissing the move star

In an open top car, a beautiful (movie star?) has her face up close to mine filling my vision, I kiss her several times (quick pecks)

+ saving child from car, "help me out!", sharp pipe dangerously close to "the family jewels"

I'm in the back seat of a car, driver's side, pulling a (child?) out to safety, I'm opening the door and pushing it with my body/arm, another (shiny blue?) car is pushed up against our car making it hard to get out, I sort of shove the blocking car a bit away. I ask "help pull me out!" to some (friends?) standing nearby, and they grab my left arm and slowly I emerge from the car. While they're doing this I look down and I see a severed vertical metal pipe with very sharp edges (like a traffic sign pole) move directly underneath my crotch, I'm barely making it over the pipe and I really hope that my friends do not drop me, I anticipate contact but it never comes. Once outside of the car I'm talking with people.

+ (long) invitation-only complex, sexy soylent-green

I'm approaching a very fancy complex in the distance, the entire area is invitation-only a famous guy must first invite you in but I go in anyway, along a walkway up to a mall-like complex. It's dark-ish outside. Approaching, there are several different "stores" there, all with writhing sexy people in them. The one on the right is "the hall of bestiality" which holds no interest for me. The one on the left seems like a strip-club of some sort and there's a line of people waiting to get in. One by one sexy women in skimpy outfits come out of the club to escort the next customer inside, most of them are dark-skinned. They also have some sort of object with them. One comes out and beckons to me, I do not find her particularly attractive and I see that she is carrying a large roll of something that I think she wants to wrap me in, I do not care either for her or the idea of getting wrapped but I do want to get inside the club, so I go with her.

She starts wrapping me in something in between cellophane and thin styrofoam packing, it doesn't hold well around my body and I have to hold it up to keep it from falling away and exposing me.

She escorts me to a shower area, there are a row of about 5 showers there with doors on the front, the two on the ends have higher doors then the ones in the middle, we approach the one on the right and it's in use but the guy in there leaves and moves to one of the middle ones, I go in and take a short shower, I see and feel the water.

Next she escorts me (I'm always being led from place to place) through a room that looks like some sort of industrial kitchen. I think "oh man I hope they're not preparing us to eat", I have a thought of soylent green and wonder if we're being prepared as some sort of food items.

In another room a man gives a bunch of directions for how the "customers" should be prepared, including applying 0.5 volts of electricity to their heads for 30 minutes. I'm thinking we may never get out of here.

My wife is being also escorted around by a young man (Jeff?), she mentions how she likes it so much but that she (realizes it's not genuine?).

(late)

+ orchestra strings audition; "don't follow me!", "I'm sleeping, not dead" @ grandparents house, buxom girl asks me incomprehensible questions, kids take pictures of dead body and post on internet

I'm observing a youth orchestra rehearsal, the cello/bass section are holding live auditions for moving up in the section, I see and hear various young female cello players playing a solo selection from a very familiar piece (can't name it), and they are dragging the bows across the strings to get double-string sounds very artistically, I think about this for a moment. I wonder if the bass players will also audition. I wonder if the auditioners will immediately move up in their sections or not. Then the orchestra (string section only) starts accompanying the auditioning soloists with very fast tremolo.

One of the young female musicians gets up and says "do NOT follow me, absolutely under no conditions should anybody come after me!" and a runs down the street. Well, I think, saying it like that is just begging to be followed, haha, so I say "come on, guys, let's go!" and run down the sidewalk after her. I have some notion that she was going to / or had encountered a dead body. We arrive at the driveway to my grandparent's house where there is a youngish woman lying in an open coffin, apparently dead. I'm looking at her and I start to see movement, breathing, her head's moving, she's not dead apparently! She opens her eyes and looks around but remains lying there, she says "not dead -- sleeping."

I'm moving through a large crowd of people on the driveway by the front door but there are too many people, so I go inside the house squeezing in the front door. Inside in the living room I see a youngish woman lying on her stomach on a couch with her head facing me, propped up on her elbows, she has large breasts which are hanging down and resting on the couch, a few stretch marks and no nipples visible. She seems familiar and I walk by her to the left and acknowledge her by briefly patting her head as I go by, she has bronze/brass-colored hair (with two short pigtails?). She (grabs my hand?) and turns and says something to me, she is not very pretty I realize, and I think that I've gotten together with another girl and hope this one isn't hurt by that.

I'm kneeling down by the couch and her arm is resting on my leg, and I reciprocate and rest my right arm on top of hers, I feel the contact/warmth. She asks me something I just can't understand, something like "How are you outside? And Inside? (meaning location, relative to this house)" but I just can't make it out and ask her twice more and each time she repeats the same barely comprehensible thing.

Back outside the house? I hear/think that my kids have taken pictures of some dead body in an open coffin and posted them on the internet, I think this is entirely inappropriate and intend to tell them so.

+ (The Phase success? lucid in the void?) power flight through structures, avoid titan, @parent's house waking at sunset, getting a slice of chocolate cake from the fridge (sister)

This is possibly my first successful "The Phase" attempt. I have tried once or twice earlier in the night but didn't find any success with it.

Clearly, *something* happened.

I'm lying on my right side and I realize I'm awake. I try to immediately separate by visualizing myself lunging out of bed but nothing happens. I then quickly visualize rotating on my vertical axis, hmm, something seems to happen, not sure, I move to attention to visual, and I see something like a pamphlet appear, so I "push" into this vision, and I feel like I've "entered" a scene very much like "getting lucid" feels like, and still see the pamphlet but a bit closer and more like "dream" vision. I think I've entered the dream state! But the pamphlet vanishes and I'm left with no visuals. I feel my wife moving in the bed but I remain in this dream like state in the void.

Then suddenly I hear a roaring grow in my ears, it gets extremely loud and it feels like my whole body is shaking. It subsides and then repeats, even more intense, sort of unpleasant, but I stay with it hoping it will lead to a dream (could already have been the dream in retrospect), but it subsides.

So I imagine a dream location I want to appear in and start flying, eventually I enter a non-lucid flying dream, I have some sort of girl on my back whom I'm showing around, I'm gliding at first but switch to powered flight, think about skimming the rooftops of the tall buildings downtown and impressing her, then there are some large reddish structures around, very tall, and I'm flying below and among the large shapes which look like red construction cranes. Some sort of giant (really big, bigger than the cranes) being appears and (starts shooting bolts of energy around?). I evade and head back the way I came.

I'm in my parent's house, I just got up, I'm in the living room, everybody else is still asleep, I look out the window and see a colorful sunset, my God, did everybody sleep through the entire day?

I go into the kitchen, thinking about food, don't see anything good, look in the fridge, and see on a lower shelf slightly hidden a plate of what looks like a white frosted cake with yellow (pineapple?) chunks in it, I take this out and it is actually a collection of many different slices of different takes with very ornamental frosting on top, I'm selecting a piece, I decide on a chocolate piece and am trying to scoop it out but can't. My sister appears and says something like how it takes so much effort to make these cakes and it nobody eats it she won't bother, I say that I like it. I see a piece lying on its side with chocolate chips spread through the cake piece.

Tough night. WBTB around 5:30, had some recall but lost it, can't get back to sleep
Get up around 8? Head to kitchen with laptop waiting to get sleepy again, after about an hour come back to bed, and sloooooowly, slooooooowly, slooooooowly head towards sleep. It takes forever. I'm getting SO CLOSE to sleep but not making the transition, mind's just too active. I get a hypnic jerk at one point. Try on both sides, back, get close but no sleep. Decide to bring out "the nukes", the position of last resort, on the stomach. Head to the right of the pillow, and yes it works its magic yet again, I get a short dream:

+ attacked by a gypsy pick-pocket gang, I throw an elbow at a guy who's grabbing my backpack and I wake up from the movement.

I'm walking and look down and see my waist bag is open, I'm concerned this may attract thieves so I'm working on zipping it shut. I notice that I'm in a small crowd of dark gypsy looking guys in dark clothing, they're starting to swarm around me and I'm very aware of this, I stop walking and take a step back but the really short guy stops too and stays close to me, I feel another guy go around my back and grab my backpack, I throw a powerful right elbow around to take him out and this movement wakes me up, perhaps partially moving in bed.

OK that was a dream, finally. Switch my head to the left side of the pillow and fall back asleep.

+ in school, unmarked doors, looking for French class, nervous about the French competition

I'm on the ground floor of a school building, I'm with a female classmate, feels like high school age-wise. I'm looking for my French class, I think it's around this place but on the upper floor. We go up the stairs and at the top of the stairs is an unmarked door, painted black. You just have to know it's a door there's no other indication. I say to the girl, "I've been here a while and I still can't get used to this (hidden) doors!" I push the door open and you have to step carefully over the door jam on the bottom which is at least 6 inches tall extending up from the ground.

We're walking down the hallway and I'm looking for Madame "R"'s room (junior high French teacher) I think it's the next room to the left. I poke my head into the room tentatively and there's a class with a teacher there, I think I see French words on the blackboard, I ask, "C'etait Francais?" Then I ask in a different foreign language since I can't think of the right French words, "which class level?" They answer "fifth," I'm beyond that level so I move on down the hallway.

There's a French competition and I must participate, I'm nervous because I know my vocabulary has really fallen behind so I won't do well.

+ in a 2nd floor room with glass walls wearing a towel, view of a crowded plaza down below, kids on the ledge, I kick them out, one follows me back in; back out again, topless waitress in the crowd; walking among the buffet tables

I'm standing in a room wearing just a towel, and I look out through the glass window/walls and see there's a crowd of people walking around on the level below. I approach the glass to look better but I see there are a bunch of young people sitting on the ledge, some of them turn back to look at me. Then they get up and enter the room but there's no open window. I'm angry with them they use this room like a thoroughfare to get out on to the ledge. I shoo them all outside then re-enter my room. One of them follows me in and I'm annoyed by this at first, but then a lightbulb goes off and a pretty lengthy "fun time" follows. Transition/wake? after a while

Transition/Afterwards, I'm walking outside among people, checking out some busty ladies wearing bikinis? on the other side of the glass wall. One really massively endowed (waitress?) is pulling her skimpy bikini top forwards adjusting herself and I get an eyeful before she makes eye contact and I'm shy and avert my gaze. She replaces the top which barely still covers things.

Walking through a serious of tables laid with a lot of food, some of it quite strange. I either replay or walk around again looking at the stuff again.

+ (lucid) making out with a a pretty blue-eyed blonde who keeps getting too tall.

I'm walking through a crowd which is facing me. I looking at faces to choose a pretty girl, at some point I get lucid. I'm looking at a brunette but behind her a pretty blue-eyed blonde grabs my attention (interesting, I'm mostly a brunette guy these days), get that "zing" feeling. Walk up to her, she's standing on my left now, and she's *tall*. Heck, she's practically a head taller than *me* (I'm over 6 feet), "you're tall!" I say. I put my hands around her shoulders backwards facing her and pull down on her shoulders to make her shorter. When she's below my head I take her into my arms and kiss her for a bit. Pull back, walking through the crowd "to my room" for privacy, forget that it will take too long, kiss her again, she's tall again, pull her down to make her short again, kiss some more, really feel the lip contact well, dream fades and I wake up moving my lips a bit haha….

After trying to go back in for a bit I go over the dreams again and a get up, it's now 12 noon. Yes it took me that long to get back to sleep. But I'm stubborn.

I've decided I'm going to keep doing this unit I learn how to fall asleep quickly. I "found" a feeling of mind/body at one point that was very relaxing, mostly concentrating on the breath. I will continue searching for this.

WBTB is the key clearly to LDing, and I will get much much more into it in 2015.

I entered 2014 with a LD on January 1st, and I'm leaving 2014 with a lucid on December 31st. Great way to lead into 2015 which will be a banner year for LDing for me I know! Finish of my first full calendar year LDing.

Halfway through (4 hours into) a really early to-bed night (7:30pm!)

+ talking to a girl/bunch of girls on Ol near FL, one is named "Yuna". One is alone at first and I try to get her to follow me, but she's hesitant. She waits for the group to join her and then I approach and ask them their names, and start to get closer to them and the dream fades.

+ walking through the village with naked / bathing girls, threatening atmosphere, stuck in entrance area; super windy weather, strange pyramid sailboat; Breaking bad's Walt is in chains and body-invades another prisoner and watches the face change

+ super high security home, toothpick security cameras bristle from the ceilings and are even on the mirrors in the bathroom, the security guards scan for unfamiliar faces

I'm standing at a bathroom sink it's fairly dark, inspecting the mirror, the mirror has strange features and I'm trying to figure them out: it's a multi-section mirror and I do not recall seeing any reflection. There are tiny bead-sized "mirrors" I think, capturing the image and reflecting it in zig-zag diagonal order back and forth up the face of the mirror and finally into a small video camera at the upper-right corner of the mirror, this goes to the security system.

In a open dining room/kitchen area with a large island, some women are there, I notice poking down out of the ceiling everywhere a forrest of little spines, toothpick-thin with tiny video camera beads on the end of them. They send images of faces to the security guards for constant review. I wonder if they'll come for me since even though I'm here with people who are obviously not scared of me, I'm not registered in the system, the woman says she will call and notify them that I'm OK.

+ in upper level of two-level gym, checking out hot girls below, I say "If you stand in front of the guys with muscles, it seems like the girls down below are looking up and smiling at you"; fight at the gym between two black guys with briefcases, one messed up "all the orders" of the other one

I'm doing bicep curls in a gym with a barbell. It's an upstairs area with a big glass wall (dream sign) overlooking a large lower gym area. My area is multi-level like large steps with a bunch of people around me and above/behind me also working out. I'm appreciating 3 super hot girls (exaggerated body part sizes?) in the front/right area of the gym floor below. I come out of this room to a side area and I'm exclaiming with happiness/smiling that I've figured something out: "If you stand in front of the guys with muscles, when the hot girls smile at them you think they're smiling at you!", I have a thought that this is sort of pathetic.

+ with college friends, DD is young and pregnant and showing nice cleavage, she greets me warmly then I notice her fairly exposed bust and exclaim, "Hell Yeah!"

+ at the busy train tracks intersection, cut leg on ragged edge of screen mat, guy wants to share mat, weird lizard twiggy chest muscle-man in the garden, another guy shows me the way out, the path is ankle deep in sliced tomatoes.

A group of us are approaching the major intersection, it is a crossing where a train/vehicle tube approaches from the left and continues on the right, but at the crossing the tube is cut away so the cross street can go across. I run up to the intersection with a folded up section of screen-door screening and I cut the left side of my lower left leg on the exposed jagged edge, I look down and I see a 1.5 inch cut in the pre-bleeding stage, just a few spots of red. Waiting for the cross traffic (fast cars/vehicles) to clear away they're moving from left to right, I think this is a dangerous intersection, don't want to get too close to the traffic. After the vehicles pass I see a group of people running after the cars. We "go" and turn right and start running with the flow. We're carrying these mats (mine made of screen material) so that we can "run on them" and it will allow us to go faster. A guy approaches from my right and asks me if I can use my "???" (screen), I say no I have none to spare. We're running to the left side I'm trying to choose the right path. My wife is behind me and tosses an empty sack to the guy and says here to use it as his "running mat".

I enter a little garden area with a muscle-y guy who takes off his shirt, I expect to see standard muscles but his chest is bizarre: instead of regular pectorals, his upper chest is covered with raised, lizard like "chicklet" small square bumps about 1/4 to 1/2 an inch on the side, slightly orange-ish colored. His main "pecs" are made up of a tangle of short twigs raised up over his skin, it's really weird. Another guy offers me a way out of this garden, a short curving-to-the-left little path to the right up out of the area, I walk in it and it is ankle-deep in sliced tomatoes.

edit: 2-3 hour "WBTB" then back to sleep (2am), up 10am

tons of dreams, lots of wakings, lots of "The Phase" attempts, probably only half of dream scenes remembered, very vivd/"present" but no lucidity

Probably at least 6 or more The Phase separation attempts during late morning on and off dozing (usually my best time for lucids), mostly the rotating visualization, once I got a bit of a strange feeling and a bright flash of HI but it subsided quickly. Each time returned to a dream, non-lucidly.

+ checking wife into hospital ("short term/long term?/allergy?"), expensive ($3600 total, $2511 after insurance). The clerk is a young Asian man seated on the other side of a counter. I'm here to check in my wife. He asks "long term or short term?" I know it's not long term but I want the possibility of overnight if needed, so he says "allergy (check)". Several more questions/answers, and he pronounces the bill is around $3600 total and $2511 out of pocked for me. I think that insurance (Obamacare?) is barely helping at all and we may forego treatment entirely with that bill.

+ fixing something in a tangle of 2 women, "give me the screwdriver"; medical exam of young woman who's bleeding slightly from every toenail (& tooth?), touch her (ahem).

There is a woman doctor checking out the young woman who says "it hurts," and the young woman's mother, I'm lying with the young woman on a bed under the sheets while she's being examined. At one point the doctor/mother leave and I ask the YW where it hurts, and she takes my hand and places it firmly on her genital area. It feels unrealistic, like a thin layer of skin over a hard artificial surface underneath.

Spoiler for explicit:

I run my fingers up and down and work them inside the top layer, and feel the warmth and moisture

. The doctor/mother come back and I quickly move to pull up the panties of the YW, and make a gesture like i'm pulling mine up as well, and I think this arm-gesture is well-understood and they'll know that I'm pulling up my underwear under the sheets. They inspect the girl some more and this is where I see the spots of dried blood on top of every toenail, and I feel relief that attention is diverted away from what we were just doing.

+ find my kids socks lying in the gutter in the parking lot of a stripmall, enter sports store to buy underwear, $68 / pair, jersey/jockey confusion

Driving in a car turning from an intersecting cross street to the right on to a long large street of endless strip malls like El Camino Blvd. in silicon valley. I stop and get out and cross the sidewalk into the parking lot. I look down and see a few pairs of socks in the gutter/edge/curbe of the parking lot, I look at these for a while and am trying to figure out if these were my kids' socks that I'd been looking for for a while. One pair is medium-dark army green.

I enter the sports store and I want to buy a pair of underwear. There are bins and shelves all around. Sales guy comes up and I tell him I want to buy a pair of jockey briefs, "short" and he leads me to a display. The material is dark (black) with lots of dark but colorful vertical stripes (green, gold, etc.). I can't tell the shape of the thing. The guy indicates it's $68/pair, I'm astonished at the price. I say I wanted jockeys, not a jersey, maybe he's showing me a sports shirt for the gym.

+ drive down hill steering locks up park without collision, talk to guys who's plants I slightly ran over, where's the hospital/DMV, buildings in distance, narrow vegetable store shortcut, buy something to be polite, $36 eggplant, wallet

I'm driving down a hill daytime in our old white minivan. The steering wheel stops responding, it's locked up like when parking, I think this is because I've committed some driving infraction and the police have locked my steering wheel. I'm amazed I haven't crashed yet. There is a tiny bit of play in the wheel and I keep driving maneuvering around a bit, but don't have enough control. I pull over to the left curb and apply the brakes card and come to a stop just barely before hitting a parked (motorcycle?) where a guy is about to get on and start. I get out and he comes to me saying how I almost hit him and I'm repeatedly telling him that my steering wheel locked up and I had no choice/ no control. I'm standing on the sidewalk looking at my van, the rear left wheel is up on the curb and near some plants with colorful (purple?) knarled roots. The owner of this plant (another guy) is standing besides me and talking about how I slightly ran over his "?????" plant, and I say believe me, the last place I want to be is on your "????" plant.

I ask the way to the DMV/hospital(?), I say (sort of [false memory] remember) "is it there beyond the freeway" which I see in the distance. No, they say it's that building there, I see two building much closer, large, cube-shaped, multistory & tall (10-12), light tan/peach colored, with castle-like ornamentation on the upper floors.

I'm walking towards them to pay my fine and unlock the steering wheel of my mini-van.
Enter a small market, I need to get to the other side, a friendly vegetable stand vendor (Asian woman) beckons me to walk through her stall, it's long and very narrow. I see vegetables on shelves all around me, there's a long basket of (olives?) in my way, she raises it up so I can get by and I'm concerned that they will fall out. The way is long and narrow, I'm thinking as I approach the end and the sidewalk on the other side that I should buy something in appreciation. I turn around and stand at the counter, I'm asking about bunches of purple peppers, I ask "are these hot peppers?" (I like hot peppers). They turn into small eggplants as I'm watching. She gives me a price (tag?) of $36. I'm astounded, $36 for 2 small eggplants?! No way. I say maybe $9 or $10 if in a really fancy store, but I think more like $5 is appropriate.

Yay, a coherent multi-scene nicely recalled dream:

+ czech orchestra & many conductors; Missouri conservatives; football; old dog & young kid, dog enters neighbor's yard, go get him, talk about kids schooling; high school outdoors hot dog lunch

Czech orchestra:
I'm walking through an atrium-like open indoor space. I hear an orchestra playing. I hear them making some mistakes, they're perhaps a student or an amateur orchestra. As I walk through the crowd of white people standing around (most are women/girls), I notice that a bunch of them are moving their arms like they're conductors to the orchestra, just standing there in the crowd, however. One of them is a small girl. They are speaking a slavic language, but it's not Russian. It turns out they're Czech.

Missouri conservatives:
I'm standing at a table near a (glass) wall/window (dream sign) with a group of men. I know that we're in Missouri. I see their faces, they look normal. One has a sweater on. I think they're pretty conservative. We're standing around for a while. The talk moves to football and the TV show. They're astonished that in some places, there is only one broadcast of a football game, they're used to multiple broadcasts where each team's fans can watch the broadcast focused on "their" team.

Football game:
kickoff, the kickoff comes down and actually goes out the end zone. Wait, it's a field goal, the kickoff actually scored a field goal! Replay, watch it again, yup the refs hands to up signaling a score. Switch to playing football with a group of small black boys in street clothes, we're pushing a football around and I'm encouraging a small boy to take it and run.

Old dog:
I'm holding my old (deceased) dog L in my arms, I'm looking at him and think he doesn't look good: old, sick, he has a large discolored spot on his back. I put him down at his water bowl, I think he's been without water for a long time, I look into the cabinet where he was sleeping and think no water was put there. I think about him trying to drink the water, he's weak but seems to be able to do it. The water is not clean and has bits of food floating in it, I pick up the bowl to empty and refill it in the sink.

Then my son S1 is there as a small boy and makes a funny non-sense rhyme, and I rhyme back to him in nonsense words.

I notice through the dining room glass window (real memory of old home) that dog L has just trotted out the front door. I move to follow him, I notice that there are a lot of piles of leaves around the porch but that a large, regular rectangular area covering most of the porch has had the leaves cleaned off.

I follow dog L and think how much I'd love to walk with him like this one more time, just him and me (semi-lucid thought?)

Dog L enters a gate into a neighbor's yard (false memory), I follow, at the gate I see the woman owner is there, I make a hand gesture movement indicating "can I come in?" I apologize for the dog coming in, I pick him up. There is a teen girl in the yard at a well(?)

Start walking down a flight of steps and am talking with (neighbor man?) about schools, he says "your boys probably go to <such and such> school?" I say "no we had them in school but then homeschooled them, but when they were in school (we made sure they had a flexible schedule?). Then "when you're 16 and 18 you've got it made in the shade."

Walking along a concrete division, the other guy is a high school student. We're walking in the wide-open court of the high school, it's lunch time, in the distance I see a high school boy sitting at a table with a large plate mostly empty but with a few scraps of hot dog/sausage on it.

Approaching the hot dog stand the cook is serving up hot dogs, at first I see what look like chili dogs, as I step up to the table I see there are chili dogs and a giant corn dog, a deep-fried hot dog about 2 feet long, 3x in diameter fof a normal hot dog. The cook starts slicing the hot dog in half along its long axis, I wake up.

+ (f) (vague [early ones seem to always be vague when I don't record]) in a dark place, warehouse? large shapes falling like dominoes

+ atrium geometric storm, catch the weird robotic bug, use its "seed" for manufacturing something(?)

I'm at work(?) it's a large atrium with glass walls (dream sign) and plants. Outside there is a big storm coming (WL news), I see it arrive, huge dark clouds but they're geometric shapes, big dark-lead-grey almost black geometric chunks of clouds with numerous hemi-spheres descending from the bottom like an egg carton.

I'm approaching a tree / clump, we need to catch something in there. I look to find a stone I can stand on to get high enough but don't find one, someone else knocks the weird bird/bug out of the tree, it slips through my hands, but I manage to separate it into two pieces. It looks mechanical, it's two parts join via a metalic joint. But the body feels squishy and I'm nervous about touching it. The hind section has what we need, I open it up (?) and take out a capsule, some discussion of using this to produce something.

+ plumbing fail: water/sand is shooting out everywhere: washing machine

Trying to turn off faucets that are spewing water and sand.

+ microwave reflections: I'm "drunk?", female coworkers nude selfies in profile

I'm at work, I'm trying to find my station there. There's a long row along one side of the room extending around a 90-degree angle where 2 walls meet. I'm looking down one row looking at name tags and see that each station has a microwave oven for cooking lunch. At the end of the row to the left the microwaves get tiny, barely big enough for a sandwich, I hope that's not my station, it's not. Around the corner I think I see my full name written. I'm looking into the reflection in the microwave oven, is it a reflection or a picture? I see somebody, face familiar, middle-aged, curly hair (is it me?) but the face has a lot of cracks in it like an old oil painting. I look at this face for a while trying to determine if it's me. I ask "is that me?" Somebody answers "yeah, you look like that when you're drunk." The scene changes to naked female figures in profile, they're of my "coworkers," I wonder why they took those pictures. Just a hint of the rosy colored nipples are visible on the breasts. There's a sequence of different girls all similarly posed in profile, standing, I think there's something in that room that makes girls want to take pictures like that.

+ cooking class: undercooked chicken sandwich, pigeon pie (poor things are live to start with)

I'm at a table in a room of tables arranged like a class-room, it's a cooking class. I'm preparing some raw chicken which sort of oozes off of the table and plops on the floor. Should I wash it? We're going to cook it after all. I'm eating a chicken sandwich and enjoying it. Some other class participate, a boy, mentions the "undercooked chicken sandwich." I don't think MINE is undercooked. But I look down at a chunk of chicken in my hand, and I turn it over and indeed it is pink on the bottom, not raw, but definitely undercooked.

The teacher announces the next lesson is "pigeon pie." I look down at the corner of a table and see a (dead? dying) medium sized bird lying on its side, fully feathered, is it a pigeon? Doesn't look like any bird I know. I see it moving, it's still alive do we have to kill them? There are a couple of women seated at a table filled with bags or live pigeons. They take them into their hands and wring their necks. First they milk out of the rear-end a quail-egg-sized egg, put the egg on the table, then wring the neck of the bird. The teacher says "don't feel sorry for the birds." I think that you must get the egg before killing the bird or the egg won't come out.

+ robot hospital: massive complex, waiting for help at the terminals, inspecting bottles of dreaming supplements(!), see son S1 who's playing a game

Walking down a hill and turning a corner to the right outside in daytime. People are walking in the streets, there's a large building up ahead and to the left. I'm trying to find the pharmacy, I ask a woman about the pharmacy. The people seem not quite right. Inside, it's a HUGE buiding it's a hospital, I need to register and check in (my wife is pregnant?). I look down a loooooong high open atrium area, easily 100 yards long or more, I think wow this is a huge place. The place I'm in has a group of people waiting in front of a line of complex computer terminals with large screens, the line makes a 90 degree turn. Helpers are coming up and meeting the waiters and helping them. I look at the helpers and think the people here are strange, it's like they're all robots. Nobody's coming to help me. I'm seated and looking at containers in front of me, I look at one it contains some sort of granules, I read the label and it says something like "...... / VPIKT" I think "ah, yes, I've heard of that, it's a supplement for lucid dreaming". Well, still nobody is coming to assist me so I stand up and walk farther down the atrium and I see my son S1. He's standing at a counter involved in something, paper receipts are falling down? I'm frustrated that he's not actively trying to help get us checked in. I look at his screen and it's a gambling game green background where 3 numbers/things are presented dynamically and you have to guess what will be shown. The view/ my vision then shows my sons's profile view of his head and I look at it and think his nose is a lot more hooked than I remember it being, he's sweating?

+(f) (vague/unsure) cars? At LH(s)?

+ summary: (angband dream!) walking through a cave dwelling, stepping over a spiked pit trap, opening doors onto singing monsters who were frightened of me

I'm walking through a complex of underground dirt caverns, fairly dark but I can see. I'm looking for something, a way out, a way home, or just back to the "main" room of this place. At one point I enter a large spherical dirt room, near the top of the room is a little "window"/door thing that I think people above me can use to look down. At one point I open a door which is made of criss-crossed metal bands and there are monster-zombie looking things on the other side of the door, singing (it's a concert? ), they're frightened of me, I'm not supposed to open that door, I close it again. I walk up to a circle on the ground and step over it, the top falls away to reveal a spiked pit trap, I move carefully and don't fall into it, but I look down and see dozens of crudely sharpened wooden spikes pointing upwards.

+ standing outdoors at night next to bleachers where people are sitting, (DO?), a wife takes pictures of a husband and son against starry night sky, I "see" the photos

The photos are the profile of the man and boy, dark but visible, against a starry sky. The stars are superimposed on top of the faces, I look at several faces and think the photographer must be using a long exposure in order to get the stars visible in the night sky

+ competition in front of computers, faces of celebrities giving reviews of video games

The faces are talking without sound. The view sometimes zooms close so that only a portion of the face of the speaker can be seen.

+ chased by a guided missile, pull out its circuit board; closely examine the components and structure circuit board

I and something else are flying through the sky, the other thing is being chased by a guided missile thing. Then the missile thing starts homing in on *me* and I must fly for my life, twisting and turning and rolling away from it. It is a large blocky device with exposed circuit boards. I slap at them and one by one they close up into the housing of this "missile." At one point I decide to yank out an exposed circuit board in order to disable the missile, this seems to work.

I'm examining an intricate circuit board up close. There are chips and resistors and wires everywhere. I think about replacing the board (forgot about the missile at this point) and line up the pins of a connector with some socket and plug it in. I see that by handling the circuit board I've messed up a bunch of resistors, which used to be neat and orderly and now are loosely hanging off of the board on long, bent, metal leads, very sloppy. I'm looking at the joining place of two metal plates of the board, there is a welded connection but in order to connect the two halves there is a special think bundle of wires that runs from one plate to the other plate.

+ (lucid) get off freeway at off-ramp to "visit" a book(?), some kids are watching me, I take off flying to show off, realize I'm dreaming, and move around spider-man style shooting webs from wrist and pulling myself along with them

I'm on a freeway and see a sign in something I'm interested in (a book? book reading?), there is a white circular sign and a black circular sign, and they indicate (1 mile?) distance to the event/thing/place, I exit the freeway on a curved off-ramp and reach a stop at the end of the ramp. There is a car (or two?) of (kids?) people there, I'm being announced? I'm an important person/celebrity. I'm standing in pajamas and holding a huge pillow in front of me in both arms. I decide to give the observers a thrill and to show off. I take a few steps and take off flying, I think they'll think they've just seen superman! I'm flying up into the branches of trees of a tree-lined suburban street. I will myself to go faster in order to make a good show but I don't go faster. I stall among branches and houses nearby, and do a few "air swimming" strokes to get higher but am barely moving. I start pulling myself forwards along thin shoots of branches from the trees. I'm up fairly high and moving along this way and approach a long water spout from the roof of a house with a smallish trickle of water coming down, which I want to avoid. I move to the left and continue pulling myself forwards via these thin shoots/branches from the trees. My eyes reach the level of the roof of one of the houses, a sloping roof of a brown-shingled house, and I realize that I should affirm to myself that I'm dreaming. "I'm dreaming, this is a dream." "I should keep this in mind as I continue the dream." I'm thinking how I can move about better and decide to try shooting spider-man webs from my wrists and pull myself along with them. It works the first time! I shoot a web to a vertical portion of the house whose roof I'm on, and pull myself along. Then I do it again and again, and I'm still moving kind of slowly. I think to pull myself faster by yanking down really hard on the webs after they stick ahead of me and I do move a bit faster. I'm then on the top of a hill outside trees are gone, sort of a ranch-like area with rolling hills, there's a hill across from me. My two sons have appeared and are kind of teasing me "Ah, what are you doing, moving around like spider man?" I say "you can do it, too!" I shoot a web to the hill across from me and quickly pull myself across. I notice my older son is going to try it, I think he's going to aim for a wire fence and think that won't be a good connection (there's a cow on the other side of the fence?). He shoots a web and I see it expand in the air but it just stops without reaching a target. I notice that I must sort of pull my hand off of the web every time. I wonder who cleans up all those webs that spider-man leaves around the city.

23:00 big mug of warm milk and handful of almonds,
feeling nicely relaxed and sleepy
00:15 warm shower
00:30 bedtime

+(f) boy scouts? DG the troop leader dedicating his time? I was doing something here with young scouts just stays on the tip of my memory unable to get it back so far.

07:17
+ (vivid, dream signs galore, fascinating) massive storm rolls in at the farm, I hide people in the barn/cellar, watching gas pipe installation

I "wake up?" on a table outside a open-air barn on a farm, jump off the table and feel (heavy? unstable?) on my feet and "get stable", the farmer is there it's daylight, he mentions doing something with the milk crate over behind a building, I look and see it , the area is very cluttered with a lot of things. I'm walking along and feel strange, a strong wind blows me and I start to float up and get blown by the wind, the farmer says something like "Whoa there don't get blown away" and I come back down. I look up at the sky and see very threatening storm-tornado looking clouds blowing in at massive speed, like time-lapse photography. I call to the farmer to come and take cover at the big house/barn, he says something about the kids but I see they're very far away.

I'm at the house/barn to take cover, it's twilight outside, and hoards of people have arrived to take shelter, there are clowns from a circus, and young men with no mouths on their faces which stretch open to show a mouth open under the mouth-cover skin like Neo in The Matrix. I direct them into stalls in the barn I'm wondering about all these people, will they steal out stuff? But we have to help them. I'm directing people to sit in stalls/little rooms, then I move to open the storm cellar,
at first I can't get my hands on the handle but then I open it. There's a tight stairway leading down, and a guy moves ahead and sits in a stuffed chair in the middle of the stairway blocking the way. I try to get him / the chair to move, eventually the chair/guy falls down the rest of the way to the bottom of the stairway and I think he may have gotten hurt.

Down the stairs in the storm basement it's like a well-equipped rec room with tons of things / a kitchen. I take a bottle of alcohol and want to drink, I"m looking for a glass I go to a cupboard up about my head and think about the round globe glass I see there this is like the boy was holding earlier I think, I take out a very light cup that seems to be thin plastic. Then I see the (boy?) and a girl who wasn't there before sitting on stools, I'm attracted to the girl I look at her face she's quite attractive but I'm shy/inhibited, she has short brunette hair, I look but do not touch/approach.

Thought turns to how much time is passing: strong sense that time is passing more quickly than it seems: a clock? A large screen view of a field/outside, the girl says that (my name) is doing such a good job taking care of us that we didn't realize how much time has past. On the screen there is the overhead image of a school and the girl says that's where all the people came from. I'm trying to direct the image, make it go back to the school it's a high overhead image of a rural area with vague shapes among the green of the trees.

First person view then of moving through the landscape, I try to "right click" and select "overhead view" several times but the view does not change back, I mention it's broken and the girl/woman says several times her husband wrote (the code for) it. DO view of approaching a ranch-style sprawling home.

Then the view suddenly opens and I'm approaching the Bay Area and say "well it doesn't matter, because I'm home" and in front of me is a large /long ditch and workers are there assembling very intricate involved tubing, I think this is the reason for the power outage, not the storm, they're working on the gas mains / installing new ones. I walk through the ditch observing, the piping becomes incredibly complicated and intricate, huge clumps of cables and pipes. I observe how they test the pipes for pressure: they use a compressed air device, which they push onto the opening of their new pipe and push down on a lever and the device creates pressure on the pipes inside and they look for leaks. This ditch is about 10 feet below street level and everything is dirty, and I think that's reasonable because we're underground. Amazed in the dream at the level of intricate piping that is being assembled.

back to sleep, takes quite a while (1 hour?) I think to myself several times: "If I can just get back to sleep, I WILL get lucid". Distracting noises. Feel beginnings of frustration, why do I have to live where there is so much morning noise? Quickly squash these whiny thoughts: you want LDs?
Tried "writing on the blackboard" visualization but didn't do anything for me. Get back to sleep then, full relaxation. Count-down relaxing breaths, many many times, finally start to lose the count and sleep...

10:11
+ up-close observation of open-top, dual-chamber, automated clothes washing machine.
This washing machine fills with water ,drains, fills with water, drains, fills with water ,drains, and then a robot mechanism moves from the top to the clothes and starts agitating them. I'm wondering about the 2nd chamber, and look at the mechanism to see that it must slide to the other side on a track, and it does. Then a long black rectangular arm telescopes out and I expect it to start agitating the second washing chamber. There are options for cleaning the faucet: wipe just the counter, wipe the handle, (etc).

+ (lucid) walk quickly to maid to do TOTM but wake up
I'm sitting in a recliner chair in some sparsely furnished apartment. In front of me is a corridor leading to a room. There's a digital clock on a shelf along the wall and it reads something like 12:30, I think this clock is an hour different from actual time. A maid appears and is dusting around the clock, I look to my right and see the flat-panel TV, it's really dustry, I want to ask the maid to clean it.

(transition?)
I'm looking down the hallway again and isntantly realize I'm dreaming. I jump up from the recliner, start walking towards the maid who's walking over to the TV to the right, do a nose pinch as I walk and yep I can breathe. The maid stops and turns to face me, she's fairly attractive but I push this thought from my mind. OK, TOTM, now, .... and the dream gets unstable, I rub and rub and rub my hands but to no avail, dream transitions/ends

+ gangster house / robbery at convenience store down the hill
There is a house on a hill that I'm travelling to, urban city environment, daylight. As I pass a convenience store at the bottom of a hill a story is narrated about a woman who attempted to murder the clerk, and pulled the most common of beginner cons on him, called (something). I drive past, up the hill a few houses, and park to the right, the pavement curves up towards the curve. I park and get out (of the passenger door!) and think I'm parked just past the gangster house, there are a few normal looking cars parked there.

Woke at about 5 hours with a long, vivid dream:

+ summary: driving with wife, she's giving directions, get stuck on hill meridian; playing hide-the-ball-thing with kids who never wait for me to hide it; boy-scout meeting; mountain camp-site, viewing the trees and the lake, see elephant seals

I'm in the car driving, wife is giving me intersection-by-intersection directions. I think some of the streets she's directing me to are one-way the wrong way. We eventually stop on a large meridian on a hill and need to turn around to get out, but there's another car there, driven by a man, we have to wait for him to get by before we can get back to the street, talk with him briefly.

I'm playing a game with a bunch of kids boy/girls: I'm holding a little ball and I need to hide it and they'll chase it. An important religious figure is playing, too. I get a running start and throw the little (brown?) ball to someone else on a lawn and the kid are all over it running quickly. Then I'm running with the ball again trying to find a place to hide it but the kids won't leave me alone.

I'm running towards a hill, over a little bridge, and TZ is giving me a little push on my lower back. That's really helpful, I can go faster with it. I turn around and she keeps her hand where it was, which is now directly on my (ahem). She continues to push while I'm running backwards up the stairs, and think "yeah, push me on my (bleep)", it feels good.

I emerge from a door into a room with a bunch of boy-scout leaders and late-teen scouts (staff members), I'm shaking hands with the adult leaders and greeting them. They say something about the full 4-week camp finishing and the teen scouts made it all the way through, I think "hah, I made it through several 4-week long camps myself."

Sitting in the staff area of commissary in the camp on the lake, I'm thinking did they carve the seats yet? I'm looking and see a partially carved seat. Then I see a long tree piece that had been carved into a shovel, I think the trees for that came from right down there at the boat landing at the lake. Sitting in this elevated area looking to the right, I'm thinking about the trees and the water. The water seems far away, the view is beautiful. I'm noticing that there are not many trees left down around the P / R camps at the corner, and say this to the guy sitting next to me. He says "yeah but thankfully the big tree on the A rock [where the staff sleep] is still there". I'm thinking yeah, but the tree up at the EN is old/dying/dead.

I'm looking at the water in the lake, and notice a sort of disconnected lagoon of very warm water just beyond that I think my companion is interested in. In the water I see big blobs moving like algae blooms. Look more carefully and I see that they are elephant seals swimming up the narrow waterway towards us, I say "hey, look, seals!" pointing them out.



edit nap:

+ walking down a steep dirt road with wife, starts raining, run back up for umbrellas (boy can I run fast, I'm not getting tired, even! Doh!)

+ summarylucid for a bit) entering a party wearing torn shorts; realize this is an *awesome* party gonna get smashed, it's like a dream; nose pinch, jump up and down, it's a dream: try to warm up a hotdog on a bizarre electric range.

I'm walking up a hillside, a well-dressed (foreign) girl is preparing to formally state her love of her young man, people are gathering for the party. I realize I'm wearing my dirty, torn, ratty shorts. We're walking up the stairway to the apartment for the party, I'm saying I have a change of pants, I pull a clean set of shorts out of my backpack and show it to a guy in the group, he's saying good, because you can see a "crack of hair" in the ratty ones I'm wearing. I'm really embarrassed about my ratty shorts. We arrive and I want to change in a back room. Out in the main room (wife's there?), it's a bright amazing room stacked high with colorful alcoholic beverage containers, food, etc., it's amazing, it's going to be an amazing party and I'm going to get absolutely smashed. It's like a dream party. Hmm, dream? Nose pinch, can breathe. Nose pinch, can breathe. What does this mean? Nose pinch, can breathe. I can breathe every time, but am I dreaming? Jump forwards, fall to floor, was gravity normal? Stand up, launch myself forwards on to the bed on top of a girl [grab her I think a bit], was my falling speed normal?I'm dreaming! Something about the courses they offer at this college, a big pack of little condiment containers, I open one and put a private part inside (!?!?). I get fascinated by the hot dogs, they've been preparing some, eating some. There are regular hot dogs and chorizo hot dogs, the kind that come in plastic tubes to keep them together. Did they remember to remove the plastic? Back out to the main kitchen. There is a large tray of hot dogs already placed into buns on a tall tray of baking sheets, I select a chorizo one to heat up. SS (former "3" company founder) has hits electric range there, I'm squinting and looking at the large console of electric 50's style push buttons to select the right range (I'm looking for "front left"). I eventually find it and push it and put the hot dog there to heat. SS says he only uses that burner for quick sautéing. There are so many burners (8?) I then select one which is short of banana shaped. A loud fan is running when the burners are on.

+ I'm really mad at a guy, he's walking my dog the wrong way. He's not using the 2-dimensional leash/wall the right way. I see my old dog.

+ I'm in bed, apparently outdoors. The sun is shining down on the blankets making it too warm. I think it's just not possible to fall back asleep once the sun is fully shining down on you and decide to get up

+ I'm in bed with my wife, dozing, awake. Our bed is outside in some yard. We're house watching a house for somebody else, but we don't go inside. I think it would be nice to go inside because it's a large house. I don't want the neighbours looking at us, it's probably illegal to sleep outside. The house we're watching has a nice looking motorcycle with an oange front guard, I wonder if the owner would let me ride it. We're up, I see lots of little bits pieces of fluff / paper all over the ground and in the dimples of our mattress, I pick a few of them up and then stop. I think I want to go get my dog who's down the street in the car.

+ summary: Lake Tahoe Blackjack vacation with best friend MR

Arriving at a location (flying), it's a train station, and someone tells me the tall windows are there so that people who live there can stand at the windows and peek out, I think they might flash passers-by. Still flying, arrive at the parking lot for our casino. The building is alone on an wide open flat area, not very large. The parking lot is large and mostly empty, I see about 5 vehicles in the lot and think "woohoo not too crowded we'll have a great time at the tables!". I circle over the parking lot flying backwards quickly in celebration. On the ground I imagine entering and finding an empty blackjack table.

Inside at the table, MR and I are getting ready to sit down to play blackjack. I want to sit at 1st base, MR is behind the stable standing next to the left of the dealer, he wants to be there but I tell him they won't allow it, and a pit guy tells him the same. MR says he has a very particular place where he wants to sit, so I move down the table towards 3rd base, there's some guy there standing in the very middle of the table and I try to manoeuvre around him, and think about asking him to move down, but I don't.

We get to playing. I'm trying to count cards but keep realising I've forgotten the count. I'm trying to count the cards as they come out. I almost count a 2 but then remember that only 3-4-5-6, 10s get counted. At one point the dealer is dealing both on the regular table and on a diagonally slanted table to the left of our table near the floor, many cards are quickly gathered up I don't have the chance to see them.

At one point I'm holding the bottom few cards of a deck while the dealer deals out the rest, and I hand him the rest of the deck.

My friend is networking with people more than playing . I say ("he went to <XYZ> business school!").

I'm counting my "chips," which have turned into knitted white little doilies, I'm separating them to figure out how much money i have. My initial buy-in was for $100, I think I'm *way* down (to about $30) but it turns out I'm close to even.

One hand, I'm dealt an 11 (9-2 I think) and the dealer shows an Ace. "Gotta double!" I say and put out more chips. I have a 19. The dealer draws a bunch of little cards including another ace, and apparently makes "21", I'm upset, then another "3" card pokes out from the pile of dealer cards, the dealer has busted! I wonder how many times the dealer cheats by hiding cards to avoid busting.

I get confused between the cashier and a small table. I think "time to color up?" and hand in my chips. I get a receipt back instead of cash, I wonder at that for a bit but figure it's a way to keep the player in the casino. I read the receipt to confirm, I can't find the money amount, I am closely looking at the receipt, moving my finger tip over the words line by line (they look like real words, nothing is blurry) but I don't see the amount. They say the balances are listed by the names, I see my wife's name, I eventually see my balance, something like $136, I'm up $36, woohoo. In pencil written on top of the receipt is "45 burrito", they tell me that's good for "a 45 minute burrito meal" in the restaurant. I imagine the restaurant is a buffet and that they must time the comp'd meals of they'd lose money.

Sitting at a blackjack table I smell something. I hear someone way "smoke." I stand up and go outside the automatic double glass doors into an atrium and see smoke and smell it more strongly and see people walking around. My chips are left on the table, I return and see my chips (a green stack) and MR's chips (a blue stack) there are people standing next to them (former H VP from "Be" company?), nobody's taken them.

I think about offering MR to drive in the morning to my favorite Tahoe beach. Even though it's winter I would still love to go there, I haven't been there for years even though I've been back to California several times since we've left. I'd offer to drive there so MR can continue sleeping.

nap / melatonin hangover:

+ (semi-lucid/bold) goosing in the crowd. Every one is facing away from me. There's an old woman, yuck no, there's an old man standing next to her, he seems inexplicably more attractive, but no, see a hot girl and go to give her a "full body" hug from the back while I experience the dream fading feeling.

+ I'm trying to turn off all the lights in an outdoor covered hallway. There are many light switches, all of which work to turn off another light. The main character (me?) drops his pants, and I observe that the servants all copy dropping the pants down to their knees, I see the male's "stuff" but the women only slightly push down their pants, nothing is visible.

+ job offer from JR ("Re" company colleague) (in a wheelchair). JR keeps after me about this position: they offer me fully paid training and then the job. I'm concerned I'll be away from my main job too long and get fired. RM (the VP) is following me while I try to ask JR if RM knows about this offer, JR says yes, in fact RM is behind the whole deal. Some (black?) girls say I should take the training option that is in Africa instead of South America. I'm surprised the training is outside of the US at all.

+ lunch buffet, some large container of potato salad-like-thing spilled/broke on the floor

+(f) computer code/coding(?)

+ summary: in restaurant/bar; guy wanted Scotch; bourbon & coke; pinky wave flirting w/girl at next table; buff tattooed guy got fat

Sitting at a table in a medium-large lounge, like restaurant or a bar or a hotel lobby. Thinking about Scotch. A guy says he wants some, I tell him to go to the bar which is through the curtains there, I think the bar is right back there. Talking to the guys at the table, I say "it's hard to make a good bourbon and coke: there's either too much bourbon, or too much coke." I'm (fake?) falling asleep at the table, leaning my heads forwards and closing my eyes. I catch the eye of a cute girl at the next table doing this. I repeatedly open my eyes and close them like I"m falling asleep. At one point I raise my right hand and give a little "pinky wave" to her. I (telepathically?) tell her she should demand a big ring from her boyfriend.

+ my mother-in-law escapes from the house (again) and makes a run for it, as we catch her, she's getting naked

+ summary: I'm the girl in a porn shoot (ew!) (doesn't get consummated)

I'm lying on a sloping couch with my hips up on the high part and my head down, I'm supposed to be the role of the girl in a porn shoot. The male actor sort of rolls over on top of me and off again, I smell his "male musk," I think I should be repelled by it but am sort of interested to note that I can understand the attraction for girls. I'm thinking about the roles in the shoot: the fluffer, the "finisher" (a stand-in female actor who goes at it with the male actor until he finishes).

+ summary: very dirty/dusty Japanese kids are lying on the clean carpet; dutiful Japanese wife doesn't want to cut the material for the football helmets

I'm lying down on the floor in the living room of some house on my left side. Two japenese boys (about 8 years old) are also lying down on their sides on the carpet, one is immediately in front of me. They are incredibly dirty/dusty, piles of dust are clearly visible covering their clothing in spots, I imagine they've been outside playing and just came in.

The dutiful Japanese wife will take care of it (?). She runs around manically taking care of the affairs of the house. The only thing she does *not* want to do is to cut out the material for the football helmets. So naturally (I?) the Japanese husband decides to produce another batch of football helmets (it's a side-business), and asks the wife to cut out the sticker material that will be placed over the helmets, it looks like this but has more designs:



I think I wonder if these colors I'm using (blue and orange?) are the colors of the team I'm selling to? Will they change their colors to match the helmets? Or should I find out the colors first and then make the helmets to match?

+ van scene mother interrupts. Our gang is busy doing something but (somebody's) mother comes by and takes charge of the scene, apologetically.

+ summary: hospital scene w/Neil Patrick Harris: "The good news is: the Dalai Lama's sandwich is ready..."

I'm in a lab nook in a hospital. It's a dramatic scene with Neil Patrick Harris. We're running through our dialog successfully, then comes the moment when the dictaphone plays its recording and we're supposed to respond seriously. It says, "The *good* news is: the Dalai Lama's sandwich is ready...<something else>". I feel my self starting to smile, I'm ruining the scene, but I can't stop, everybody laughs, I'm cracking up, I wake up still chuckling.

+ summary: throw the cheese roll from the lemon tree into the guys in the sparkly muscle car

I'm standing on the street outside my childhood home in daylight. A car pulls up in front of me, it has a huge curved hood like a 70's muscle car and is painted in some sparkly paint, some friends are in the car. I head to the neighbour L's lemon tree which has HUGE plastic-looking lemons hanging from it, and we decide to give the guys a huge roll of cheese. This thing is about 1 meter across, and looks like a roll of white home insulation. It's not all cheese, the cheese is in a long strip in between the packing material. I toss the cheese wheel into the open car door.

+ summary: a twisty fast teacup amusement park ride through short tunnels, I'm concerned about the noose

DO: I'm a moving observer looking at a scene of a fairly large amusement park ride made up of curving twisty rounded passages running through a series of short tunnels. I see the beginning of the ride where the system raises up and shoots forward the car which is a rounded cup itself of a few people sitting inside. One one passage there is a noose hanging down, maybe above the level where it will catch me on the head/neck, I'm concerned about this noose.

+ summary: continuing sit-com: a group of us makes a video that makes us famous and we keep remaking it; afterwards, card game in the bar

A long series of short scenes about making a video with a group of friends that becomes very popular. We each have a roll and a name. One guy is named "Rick." There is me and one other guy and a girl. After the shooting we return to the bar (the bourbon bar from the earlier dream). I sit down myself alone at a table while the group moves to a booth farther on. I think "why am I separating myself?" I go to join them and move to sit on the couch in the booth next to one of the guys, "No reason for me to stay apart from you guys!" I say. One asks "would you like to play <something>" (a card game), I say "Yes!", he deals I get two cards, I realized I do not know how to play this game and ask someone to tell me the rules.

late morning epic!

I "took a day off" of day work yesterday after having a sleepless night the night before caused perhaps in part by over-strong intention setting at bed-time. Of course I couldn't take an entire day off after spending so much time on active day work, becoming mindful and doing RCs is such a part of me. I just didn't keep it actively on my mind all day long.

Bedtime was a tad nervous, since I felt sooooo tired yet aware when heading to bed. Relaxation discipline helped and I slept in a reasonable amount of time. I set only the briefest and shortest of intentions to remember dreams and get lucid and then let it go and aimed for sleep.

No recall during the the night. Several wakings where I felt no recall and decided not to really search for it for fear of waking. I did feel "this is a good time to set some intention" for lucidity and did so and returned to sleep.

As is becoming typical for me, I recorded about 5 mins of voice notes speaking very quickly for the epic, and about 6 minutes or the second batch of dreams, but I did not need to consult my notes while I wrote this here. I seem to be getting pretty good at organizing and cementing the dream memories mentally before moving to record.

Also I have to say: wow, 2 epics in 3 days. Those mega multi-vitamins must be doing something, plus all the soy lecithin, or perhaps it's just "me" finally recovering from the horrible month of jet lag and experiencing the backlog of dreaming that I missed. Good, tiring exercise yesterday, too.

23:00 bedtime

07:30

+ epic! summary: DD's restaurant/cafe & laughing turret video; asphalt digger; hold the door at the bar; DB rejects me, plan revenge with a drunk; goose the pretty, drunk girl who wants to come along; searching for my car so we can go on a double date and I can make out with the drunk girl; vegetable hat guy in restaurant; they're laughing at my foreign language speaking in the cafe, hilarious weird face of drunk girl; amazing transforming cell phone; black woman neighbor grows beautiful cherries; burglar break in at my childhood home

DD's restaurant/cafe & laughing turret video
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+ walking on the street in North B, near the old VV. I hear an ad playing for "DD's Santa Barbara Restaurant". Wow, DD opened a restaurant in Santa Barbara? I didn't know that. I realize I'm near DD's B restaurant now and I decide to go visit. I enter and see DD. As we're walking towards a table in the back I ask him how's business (it seems empty). D says a lot of (high school) kids come in looking for the special deal. And he says a lot of Russians come and eat here, I think that's interesting. We're sitting down at a table, and a black man is seating us, I "know" [false] he is DD's guide/helper, assigned to DD by DD's father watch over DD and help him. I stand again to greet the black man, offer my hand, he takes it and I put my left hand over his right for a double-handed very warm handshake, I feel very warm feelings for this man. The man sits down nearby at a table just around the corner of the wall from us, I notice he has what looks like two flat piroshki on his plate for his snack.

Sitting down again at the table with DD I notice has has a chocolate donut/muffin in front of him, his "regular" snack, I wish I had one. Our laptops are to the right of us on the table, DD is anxious to show me a funny video. He opens his laptop and plays a video: it's of several "Star Wars" blaster gun turrets on the exterior of some base firing into space, making "pew pew" sounds, then the turrets start *laughing*. I think this is fascinating. Their sides sort of go in and out while they're "laughing" amidst the "pew pew"s.

asphalt digger
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I'm outside running on a street, there's a street maintenance worker there digging a hole in the asphalt with a shovel and throwing out the debris on to the street. Other people are also running by, I run to the left, but a guy who runs to the right of the hole is almost hit by the debris the shoveler is throwing out. I think the worker should be more careful, I notice a volcano-shaped cone of asphalt (about 1 meter high) built up just past the digger.

hold the door
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I'm leaving a bar, in some sort of entry room in between the main bar and the street, the room is two levels, bar level, and an upper level at street level. The barman comes by me lifting a chair and asks me to stand there and hold the door for them. The power has just come back on, he explains, and now they must readjust the chairs. They're moving the chairs from the lower level and stacking them on the upper level. I'm annoyed by this and say "get your own guys to hold the door" and walk out, wondering if he'll get mad.

DB rejects me, plan revenge with a drunk
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Outside, I notice there's a door immediately to the right of the bar I just left heading in to another bar. I enter. In the back against the wall I see my old college girlfriend DB. She looks a bit dirty as if she's been working on something. I approach her for a light kiss, she allows it but does not look happy at this PDA. I bring out a large keyring full of exotic looking large keys, there are two keyrings interconnected and I take off one of the keyrings and hand it to DB. I move to hug her before I leave but she withdraws and does not allow it. I feel angry and hurt, and I leave. Outside there is a drunk guy who steps into a big boot (like a rubber rain boot) which has beer on the bottom, it soaks into his sock and he exclaims "Hey! I got a free sockful!" and plans to drink it. Then 3rd person me (or some other guy OG) pours a full cup of beer into the boot and says "here's a full cup!" The drunk says something like "you're planning to invade/infiltrate!"

goose the pretty, drunk girl
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I'm walking down the street with this other guy OG, and a cute petite bubbly girl with short brown hair and a silk (orange/pink) blouse comes up and walks with us and asks "May I come, too!?". At first I'm not sure but I warm to her quickly, she is so cute! I put my left arm around her neck and shoulders.

Spoiler for NSFW:

As we're walking I feel a bit bold/frisky and reach over with my right hand and feel for her left breast on top of her blouse. She is small but not flat chested. I do this a few times. Another boy/girl couple appears and they say "hey, don't use her...." (I think they're going to accuse me of feeling her up) "... like a windbreaker" (?) (whew, they didn't accuse).

. The idea comes up with this other couple that we should go to Santa Cruz. Woohoo I think, I can make out with the cute girl there! I have a car and say I can drive us, but I can't remember where it's parked, and ask the other couple where I left my car.

vegetable hat guy in restaurant
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We're looking for my car and we're indoors, there is a set of double doors in front of us, I push/pull on the outer set, and there's another set of doors with (Chinese?) characters on it, I push these open and they lead into restaurant with people seated in it. We just want to walk through I think of saying, hoping the staff won't mind. As I walk forwards there is a just ahead and to the right of me a guy seated at a table with a bunch of food. He's making impossibly fast gestures and shaking things at blinding speed (like "True Blood" vampire moves). I think he is ravenously hungry and as I walk past him say "Just got off of a desert island?" He responds (I forgot what). I'm still walking past him and I look back over my right shoulder and see he is wearing a funny hat on his head made of cut vegetables like carrots.

foreign language cafe
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We (drunk girl, and other couple and I) are seated at a table at a cafe. The cafe owner woman is there standing near us. I try to say "I offer you..." (to do something) in a foreign language. I stumble over that word (offer) just like I do in WL. The woman makes fun of me. I get a bit mad and try to say in the foreign langauge "behave well" but also mess it up. I want to look up the word in a dictionary on my phone to get it right. I'm standing and moving around the table, I notice the drunk girl is passed out with her face on top of a bottle of weird meat. The position of her head on top of the jar (her nose is on top and her jaw behind the jar and so not seen) and the contents of the meat in the jar looks like she has a fleshless smiling horse mouth. I think it's funny more than horrifying. I tell the other couple to take a picture of her while I reach for my phone. I notice the girl who I thought was passed out chuckling at the amusing tableau, but still remaining in that position.


amazing transforming cell phone
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I take out my phone, something's different, not right. I see a little green stick partly visible attached to it. I poke around and discover that it is a stylus! I take it out, wow, my phone has a stylus, after all these years I never noticed?! The phone I realize can be adjusted, it is made up of many movable pieces that can rearrange, I do this and the entire thing transforms into a device with a larger screen! I never knew it could do that! Then I keep finding changes like parts that flip up to form multiple other screens. They're no color though, more like monochrone screens, like on the old palm pilots. I see the transformations clearly as they happen with many moving parts that interlock in weird ways. I get a "whoa!" feeling, It's like watching a mini version of this:



I'm driving in a car up the roads to my childhood home, I"m talking with some guy (tech support?) about this phone, he's asking me to press something and we're trying to figure out how I can activate it since I'm busy driving, I say I could use my right hand. There are various buttons on the bottom of the phone I think about pressing. How about voice activation? Tech guy says "It has it but it only responds to a very particular female voice tone", it's only for internal use apparently. Speaking of internal use there are various escape codes that start with a dollar sign ($) and something else, which I think is only natural because many modem escape codes begin with those [sort of , but false].

black woman neighbor grows awesome cherries
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I'm on the final few streets remaining before reaching my childhood home, heading up the hills. I drive by a black woman standing out in her garden, she grows "cherry plants". We're out standing among the cherry trees/plants, looking at the dark, purple fruits. Some are not quite ripe yet and are more red/pinkish. I see a cherry plant that I "know" [false] I planted earlier, wow look at it now it's like 6 feet high with lots of fruit. The branches grow horizontally sideways as well with lots of little cherries on it.

I'm continuing on to my parents house still thinking about the cherries, and a woman says "I thought those apples would be sweet, but they're really tart!" I see a few apples on the ground they look a bit shriveled.

burglar break in at my childhood home, mindful moment of calm
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I walk in the front door to my childhood home. I feel a terrible thought that I forgot to turn on the alarm when I left, and that the house was unprotected. I move through the living room, dining room, kitchen, and back porch, and I'm getting more and more panicked, things seem out of places, cabinet doors left ajar, I just can't tell if things are wrong or not, in the back porch I'm positive that a burglar has ransacked the place, I'm getting more upset and scared and say "ohmygawdOhMyGawdOMYGAWD" then something happens.

I realize that I'm panicking, and that this won't help anything. I take a few deep breaths and let the panic go and start to try to think logically about what's going on and what I should do. (I've been doing "Stop!" mindfulness moments this last week in waking life, looks like they're starting to seep into dreams already!)

I continue on back into the dining room. I see the curtains are pulled over the sliding glass door and I think the burglar may be behind that. I move to open it and a guy jumps out at me. I struggle with him and he has a long stick and he whacks me several times in my left arm REALLY hard. I run out of the house and think to call 911 and imagine saying there's a home invasion and the guy assaulted me with a stick. I see two guys outside and one of them I think I know, he's beating up the guy who hit me saying he wasn't supposed to attack me.

wake up
back to sleep

+ summary: still image of beautiful blonde; appreciating the illustration on the blackboard
I see the still image of a beautiful blonde woman (with blue eyes?).
I'm looking at a green chalkboard with a chalk drawing of (a penis? a finger?) on it. I appreciate in particular the way the artist has rendered a wrinkle in the skin of the thing it depicts, with just a few strokes

wake up
back to sleep

+ summary (lucid #86 [KILD]) boldly swoop in and kiss girl at bus stop, her name is "Rider", and she does ; bus ride: too far can't get off, woman scolds me, annoying celebrity with gargantuan eye socket

I'm approaching a bus stop there's a girl standing there, I feel bold and I swoop in to take her in my arms and as my face approaches hers for a kiss I get lucid. Kiss. Pull back. Short kiss again, pull back. She's standing there looking at me. I say (thinking about stability) "do you want to walk around?" She answers "NO!". (haha never give a DC a choice). I kiss her again, each one is short, with half a mind to not losing the dream. I go in for a longer french kiss and experience very realistic sensation: tongue, a bit of mouth and teeth sensation. I ask her "What's your name?" She answers "Rider!" I think this means she implies she wants to ride *me*.

Spoiler for NSFW:

So we go around the corner, still on the sidewalk right there on the street, and lie down on my back on something. Rider is on top of me. At some point I get interested in her teeth which seem a bit horse-like, but this passes. We're fully clothed but begin intercourse. I feel something slightly pleasurable "down there", but it's vague. I reach down and realize I'm not "in", so I adjust to go in and the sensation increases, the whole things lasts about 15-20 seconds

and then I lose lucidity.

I'm on a bus thinking "woohoo I can't wait to tell fogelbise that I had half-decent lucid intercourse. (I *need* to learn how not to "give up" on these lucid transitions and stay vigilant for the dream state!).

"get a real girl"
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(just remembered this, not 100% positive which dream it occured in): a scene where a young man has made a mistake at a financial institution and lost tons of money. A group of guys and girls are joking about how he needs to "get a real girl." One of the girls gropes herself in a dramatic fashion. There are two breast-like bells posted up on a wall, I imagine one should feel these to get a notion of a woman's breasts(?)

bus ride:
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Riding the bus I'm with my wife. I realize I need to get off. The bus is driving through the urban street scene with hills and large buildings and cross streets. It's getting too far from where I need to go to get back on foot, but the bus does not stop. My wife offers to get the car and drive me to where I need to go but I decline.
I see the water in the distance down the hill. She's going across the water on a ferry to pick up the car(?) I don't want to go that far out of my way. I'm getting upset about too far the wrong way. I ask a woman suddenly seated next to me in a foreign language "does this same bus return to the center of the city?" (after stopping at the ferry/bus building coming up ahead). She doesn't know/doesn't answer. A woman sitting one seat back tells me in English that "You must repent! You should plan your trip better [with maps] to prepare for ...." and does on a while about how I'm not prepared. I feel a bit annoyed by this and come up with a "stunning retort" and say "The best laid plans of Mice and Men...." and she seems to appreciate my wit.

annoying weird eye celebrity guy:
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The bus stops, we don't get off, people get off, a new group of men get on and sit across the aisle. Their leader swaggers on to the bus, considers how any people there are, then tosses the bus fair (one large [50cent piece I think] coin and one small one) into the air and the coins fall to the floor. He sits down next to me.

He starts talking about himself and his (band?), I get a deja vu feeling of familiarity with him (sort of looked and talked like Billy Bob Thornton), I think I recognize him from the internet. He plays the trombone? As he's talking I get a close up view of his right eye. His eye socket has grown ENORMOUS and is bigger than his head itself, it is full of wrinkled skin and veins, I see his right eye looking around and see about fully half of his eye, which is also a big larger than normal and covered in red veins. I wonder what my wife thinks of this view.

The guys tells me that he saw how I reacted to the dance that one of his guys did when he got on the bus and that he (eye guy) didn't like it. I told him that his tossing the fare coins on the floor was extremely rude, and that some poor worker would have pick them up. Across from us I see a little robot juke/box looking thing with a screen that flashes: "Illegal" / "legal" I think it's going to display some local laws but I pay it no more attention.

The weir eye guy is miffed at me and is sitting one seat back (a long sideways seat). I decide to make smalltalk with him, and think he may reject my opening, but I ask him "when did you arrive on your trip?" He says something like "the month of the tigress". I have no idea when this is and say "I'm not into Aquarius, I only know the " ... intending to say "goat", and the guy says "goat" just before me, I say "goat, crab, fish, twins," and want to say "cancer" but don't.


awake recalling for a while, reviewing dreams, cementing the details in my waking memory

10:30 decide to get up