non-lucid

00:07 bedtime

Lots of dreams during the night -- just interested in catching up on sleep, and it got really cold (-12C) during the night, so with the exception of the below dream which I particularly spent effort on recalling they all evaporated . But this was a pretty awesome dream with fun flying so it's OK.

08:40

+ (mini-epic) flying speed control lessons with superman (fists [medium], flat hands [top speed], arms down [slow]) then lots of practice

I'm (DO?) following cars down a highway, they're testing steering control during heavy ABS usage, how well the cars and veer left and right under full ABS heavy breaking, and how fast they can stop. I feel like I've forgotten something at home so I tell the others I'm going to fly home to get it.

I turn to the right and take off into the air. I decide to try flying this time with my arms at my sides, it works fine. I'm heading up in to the (B?) hills and there are a fairly large group of people at the top of the hill, I do no want to give away my presence/flying ability to them so I bank to the left, there are still some people there but fewer.

I'm on the (back steps of my childhood home by the top near the garage?) I'm standing with two (?) people, one is a girl, I'm talking about a (different?) girl and I'm feeling a bit leery about giving away my identify (as superman?). As we're talking I'm doing something with (putting a shoe in and out?) a (tree stump? / hole?)

I go up to the street and start flying, superman is with me and I ask him about speed control. He shows me that you can modify your speed setting by the gesture you make with your hands. I wonder about punching the arm forwards but he doesn't mention that.

Closed fists mean medium sped, open flat hands mean full high speed, and (arms at the side?) means low speed. I try both fists and open hands and do experience a speed difference.

We're flying very low over the roofs of the neighbor's houses (G and M's house probably) in face my waist bag/belt buckle is scraping along the roof of one house, and we (land/appear) on the lawn. There's some contractor there complaining that we busted the <something>. I know our guy can build a better <something> and I see him working on it. It ends up being a small square (about 1 foot square) piece of wood with smaller pieces of wood that have been attached perpendicularly to the plane of the square piece and sawed off and sanded down.

As we're walking away from this area we pass a table with a lot of muffins on them. My attention is grabbed by a quite large "strawberry muffin" that has different cake colors on it but most importantly a section with pink cake with red chunks like a red velvet muffin and I reach for this and so does some body else, and I yell "Get the FUCK off my strawberry muffin!"

We do some more flying and and up in an open outdoor area. I've lost track of superman and say "OK, where's flyboy?"

I look over a railing down a hill and think about flying down there.

Lots of flying moments with fists and open flat hands working on speed control.

fragmented night, tons of scenes, but a lot poorly recalled

23:03 pre-bedtime, breathing meditation, visualization, intention setting

23:17 bedtime

04:03

+ climbing mountain

(DO) -- outdoors daytime, approaching mountain, flying up mountain sides, it's guarded by elves that can cause avalanches? Reach the top and giant flat plateau with huge flat-topped boulders, I see people-shaped piles groups of stones in the distance in both directions I'm trying to see if they're real people or not.

+ riding in helicopter, system of projection

In a helicopter ride, the pilot is talking about how there is a projection system that can project a view onto the entire scene around the helicopter but this interferes with the elevation (readings/control?)

+ enter schoolroom, one boy there, try to fly outside can't climb up; outdoor seance with psychics, girl ghost

Enter a (school?) room, there's just one (young) boy there, it's a remedial class? See white board? Something about Alaska? I leave the room out to the back yard and want to fly but first I have to climb up the wooden fences, and I can't do it. A woman (teacher?) comes out and starts talking to me

I'm on a sweeping hillside outdoors daylight there are hundreds of people seated on the ground all around me among the rolling hills and on the hillsides. One of the people disappears she was a ghost that has been appearing with our group (of psychics/mediums?) over the years, this was a site of some catastrophe?

+ mathematician working through a series of sine and cosine approximations, graph, eating chocolate, calculating machine that drop things at the proper period.

A mathematician works verbally and with diagrams to calculate sin(4) (?) by successive approximation using the symmetry rules of sine and cosine, sin(4) -> cos(1) -> sin(3) -> picture transforms to a right triangle with dotted lines and there's some rule about the ratio. I"m holding a small pyramid of chocolate and take a bit off of the top and think about eating more. There is an invention of a device that you roll on the ground and it click clacks out a steady rhythm showing the period that the operator must drop things? Related to the catastrophe on the mountain?

+ 3 guys enter security door, chinatown

I'm in a hallway in front of a security door. The door beeps and 3 guys come in, I see their faces, they're talking, one guy is showing the others around and is talking about Chinatown.

+ cooking fish; pulling parasite crab things out of my butt (yep, every bit as painful and unpleasant as it sounds)

(Thanks a lot, Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan, for this "lovely" experience!) There is a fish we're cooking (on the grill?) we have cooked it as one piece instead of spread in half, and there's some concern whether or not it's correctly cooked. So I'm inspecting the fish lifting up the skin to see if the flesh is cooked and someone comments that the parasites are not dead yet, but if we put the fish back on the fire the parasites will all leave the fish. I see little leech-like things squirming in the fish moving towards the tail.

Then the parasites have matured to crab like things, have multiplied, and have all latched themselves with their claws partly into my butthole. I reach down and one by one pull them out, it's not easy as they don't want to leave and are holding on with their claws. I do this about 4-5 times, and on the last one I have to clench my abdomen and "poop" out the last one, which comes out with a chunk of poop on it. Ew.

+ rescue a guy from a deep rectangular hole, mud and poop on the bottom

A guy is at the bottom of a deep rectangular pit about 20 feet down, it's about a 40-foot perimeter. I tell him to look out for the pile of poop. There is a pile of mud on the floor, too, I lift him out (with a crane?).

+ walking past woman on train who apparently reads my mind, sit with her for a bit

I'm on a train, walking past a woman I consider unattractive, I think to myself "old and ugly", then the woman says something about "old and ugly," and my curiosity is a bit raised, I feel a bit bad about this thought and I ask if I may sit with her for a bit, the corridor is a series of multi-level bunks laid out across the path so you must climb up/down/over each one. Multi-colored (flowered?) upholstery.

WBTB, failed BTS, hours later sleep again/sleep in

06:30 (?) give up, get out of bed

08:30 (?) back to bed,

12:00 approx.

1mg melatonin out of desperation to get back to sleep, doesn't help, just makes me very groggy when I finally do get back to sleep hours later

+ guy jumps on back of truck, ask another guy "what's 'Candy' in Chinese?

A truck is driving down a road (Ce St. in B approaching Sh ave?), and a migrant worker leaps out from between some cars into the road and hops up into the back of the truck. (My view is following the truck.). I think he does this every day in this same truck to get a ride. I'm in the truck and the conversation is about candy. I'm asking a chinese guy who's sitting against the left side of the truck bed "<what's candy in Chinese>" (in a foreign language), he answers, <….>, which he says translates as "sweet children."

+ returning with a group to sit at the table for more drinking, choosing a good spot

At a party with a group, we're returning to the tables in an outdoor patio for more drinking. I'm placing clean classes on the table, there are used pint glasses there I pick one up and see the remains of a previous drink there. People are sitting and I'm trying to choose the best spot among the people I like, I'm finding it hard to get a good spot.

+ placing long stemmed flowers into vases outside

Outside a home in twilight with group of people, I'm holding a bunch of long-stemmed branches covered with little colorful flowers, there is some element of deception going on, I place the stems into pots next to us.

+ (f) old GF, SB?

+ (f) people laughing about translation of address on envelope?

Details to follow later.

One of the most unpleasant situations in my life has resulted in one of my most memorable dreams (albeit nightmare basically):

+ (epic) struggle against me and my wife at work: theft of our precious silver, confrontation, race to the police, return to work, locked in, weird visuals of the process of manipulation of clay into various faces, drive through suburban cityscape with hills of golden maple and pink cherry trees, view of massive mall/movie theater complex to the right

I'm in a workplace with my wife, there are long hallways and clusters of desks spread around. ("We" means wife and I were basically together the entire dream). We go to a different group in a cluster of desks/cubes, they're hostile to us. Their manager is also hostile to us. A guy there doesn't like me wife because he thinks that she is always giving them tasks to do with out any effort spent herself.

I see down a long hallway that this guy is standing at the cabinet that houses our precious silver tableware. The top drawer of the cabinet is open, and this guy has a plastic bag spread out on top and is unloading the tableware into the bag. I run up to him and yell at him and shove him away angrily. I speak to my wife that we need to lock the cabinet in the hallway, I imagine a key inserted into a lock and turning, engaging a lock. I return to the cabinet and open the top drawer, and it is empty, we've been robbed!

We're again with the hostile group, sitting down leaning against the desks, and I get a vibe that the guy is going to attack us, he stands up and starts backing away, I think he's trying to get proper distance to launch some attack, so I quickly run up to him and close the distance, he keeps backing away and I keep coming up right next to him. I look down and see that he has a revolver tucked into the front of his jeans, I immediately grab for it and take it into my left hand, start to walk away and call for my wife to join me urgently, we must get out of here and call the police. The pistol is small, but deadly, he could have shot us. I right away open the cylinder and empty the (somewhat colorful) rounds into my right hand, and place the rounds into my right pocket and the now unloaded revolver into my left pocket.

We're exiting the building in haste, we must call the police, it's important to get our story registered first, the hostiles will try to get their story first. Should we go to the PA police department or the CU police department? The PA does not deal with cases outside of their jurisdiction I think / my wife says, OK, let's go to the CU then.

Outside in a parking lot looking for our car, the spot is empty, "They've stolen our car!" my wife exclaims. No, we "remember" quickly that we simply moved our car ourselves far away, we'll have to go and get it.

Driving now through rolling suburban hills with businesses around. To the left I notice a striking hillside covered with shining golden maple trees. I look closer and the trees seem to be pink Japanese cherry trees. I look to the right and down a steep hill I see a massive mall complex below, it's also a giant movie theater, and as we drive past I think what sorts of movies play there, I see some large (actors?) faces on a marque, maybe I should go to this mall to check it out.

Back in the work place, it's empty, I think they could come and lock us in.

Talking with some guy at work, his job over the years has been to create a system for transforming lumps of clay into faces. I see a lump of clay up close, there is a narration about the different parts of it, and soon it is getting pushed and pulled and formed into a series of about 5-6 different heads/faces with open mouths, mostly sort of monster looking. I'm thinking this has taken a long time and seems sort of like a wasted effort.

(Waking from this dream was a relief, the sense of dread and forboding was constant throughout the whole thing. I quickly realized though that as a dream it was fairly awesome in terms of "present" experience, continuity, length/coherence, and visuals.)

+ pushing through crowds crossing the street to get to the buses

A crowd of people is standing at a crosswalk waiting for the signal to light, some are "beeping" behind us telling us to go. We wait for the signal, and cross the street, and we're in a sort of bus station. Buses and coming and going, our bus is full and leaving, there are so many buses around that we can probably catch another one.

Move into a group of (woman?) talking/laughing about something?

+ (semi/almost lucid) getting sexually daring with a woman and in front of a mirror

I'm in a bedroom, I'm following around a black woman, not terribly attractive but I'm still following her around. We're standing in front of a mirror her attention is not on me, but I get an idea and want to start exposing myself so that I can see myself and the woman in the mirror but so that she doesn't see me. I'm doing this on and off stopping when she looks? Then I take her aside to the bed and pull out my (ahem) to show her, and the dream ends….

23:59 pre-bedtime visualizations intentions
12:12 bedtime

03:13 no recall

several small position change wakings, was on stomach at a few points

04:44 recall, WBTB drink cup of milk eat small piece of bread

+ driving car on streets going through confusing traffic lights, cities on the river, drive to store, packets of BBQ sauce, fireworks at house

In a car driving on streets in traffic. Several times approach traffic lights, and the lights turn off. Does a turned off light mean you can go or you have to stop? Second time this happens I see traffic going? I decide to go, turning left street bends to the left, choosing which lane to go into, 2nd from left?

Thinking about/telling about cities along the river, how one city is between other cities along the river.

I drive to a store and pull up and stop, get out go in I'm delivering a bunch of packets of BBQ sauce. I pull the packets out of my pocket and one bursts and stains the lower right portion of my shirt, I head to the bathroom to wash up (I taste the sauce?). A girl is talking about how she wants to construct the drink cooling apparatus, a medium sized machine that they will fill with cooling stuff including a bunch of tomatoes which will keep things cold? I don't think the tomatoes will work.

I arrive at a house on suburban street I've brought stuff for a party including packs of fireworks (like sparkler sticks) in bags, standing on street next to driveway of party house, a friend takes one and sets it off: he spins around in a circle several times and sets off the firework while spinning, and the firework maintains the spin and corkscrews up into the sky and explodes, I think it's interesting how it maintained the spin. Another friend takes one and sets it off, it doesn't go high, it forms a short word that floats around a circle from the party house driveway to the house across the street and almost hits the garage door of the other house. Friend disappointed in this but I say no it was really cool. Another friend grabs a firework and sets it off, I say "OK, do I have to go hide these in the house?" (it's not time for them yet). I then discover packets of BBQ sauce in my pants will, I've forgotten to deliver them I'll have to return, somebody (wife?) asks if I really have to.


04:53 BTB

Long long long back to sleep. 1.5-2 hours easily probably. Did "relaxing SSILD" for a while, including long cycles. Takes a while for my mind to settle down but eventually start to get the drowsy feeling. Almost got up but felt the beginnings of sleepiness so stayed with it. What worked at last was total letting go on every exhale both physical and mental. Fair bit of almost dream-like (people) HI.

09:24

+ (f) bed mother pee, friend DD

+ nuns(?) are fixing poop plumbing something's clogged

They (women, nuns?) want to try opening up the poop plumbing to see if it's fixed, I really don't want to do that since I do not see a shutoff valve and the pipes are all disconnected still so if I turn it on a bunch of poop is going to come out. They're pouring water into one of the intermediate holes and it's flowing out from the hole right next to it, I think that means it's still clogged somewhere

+ DO woman walking outside drunk guys bothering her, giant comes to defend her pushes them away; talking to man & woman man funny head/nose, talking about literature?; leaving room and return a table is in front of the door

I'm flying DO about 20 feet up over the scene looking down, several obviously drunk guys are following and bothering a woman, then there's a male giant there who bats them away from her.

Talking to some guy and a girl, his head has a ridge along the center top like a Klingon, I say something about this and he presses the ridge down and it vanishes but his nose simultaneously grows very large: it must be either one or the other. Discussing something about literature I say something (forgot).

I leave a room, do something, then return, I see that upon my return a fairly large table has been placed in front of the door, I think this is a good way to keep people from entering. I'm inside the door looking out and notice there is a little path in between the door and the wall.

+ our group walking to convenience stood want microwave burrito people have cake, friend EMW runs store, wait for refund, EMW piano keyboard behind counter, plays riff from concert piece

Our group is heading to the convenience store for snacks, walking in twilight coming around a path bending to the right, others are already returning, they're carrying plates of cake, 1-2 thin rectangular small slices of cake lying sideways on a dinner plate. I think I want something more substantial like a microwave burrito. Approaching store I see someone slicing cake and handing it to someone. Enter the store, this is my friend from boy scouts EMW's store (false memory)! He's sitting behind the counter to the left. He told me (false memory) that the first time in his store he would get me stuff for free! I keep waiting for him to offer to give me free things but he never does. I think it's because I'm here with a group. Our total is around $5. I see he's sitting at a piano keyboard as part of the counter, and recall (false memory) he's a great pianist, and ask him to play a section from his recent competition piece, and he quickly plays a fast run with a strong chord at the end and I think it sounds great.

+ class discussion friends driveway blueberry plant CS question, RB wife can't solve, I give speech about learning new things

Standing in a driveway unknown location outdoors daylight, a bunch of people are there it's a class of some sort. I'm standing on the edge of the driveway at the street on the right-side facing the house. Boy scout friend RB is there in front of me. The subject of discussion are the computer science properties of a potted blueberry plant. RB's wife (to RB's right) seems confused and doesn't know the answer, I know it has to do with constants. RB says "hey that's her, not me" he doesn't want to be blamed for her not knowing. I take the potted plant in my hands and look at it, it is lovely with green leaves and purple flowers? There are about 20 little shoots of the plant growing out of the pot. I feel sorry for RB's wife and show the plant to her and say "at least you can appreciate the beautify of the plant" trying to make her feel better. Then I make a long speech about how "those of us who have been working in CS and reading for 5, 10, 20, 40 years know all of these examples instinctively without having to think. If I were to take up a subject new to me, like particle physics, I wouldn't know the axioms of the subject, the compound and the …(can't think of word for fundamentals) atomic principles of the subject, they would be new to me". The teacher nods his head and says "good job, <my name>"

WBTB long up time (tried short but didn't make it back to sleep) but eventually BTS (back-to-sleep), pretty weird dreams all night

01:00 pre bedtime

04:22 no recall

06:00

early:

+ searching for suitcase (green with red stripe), find it, prepare to repack it

I'm walking around rooms looking for my suitcase, it's the "green one with the red stripe around it", I see many suitcases that I have in WL but they're not the one, I eventually find it and wheel it around, it's pretty heavy, I may have to re-pack it?

+ guy takes a second sip from the girl's soup spoon: this is the secret of winning women's hearts

A guy is taking a sip of soup from a girl's soup spoon, then quickly takes a *second* sip of it, I think that extra unexpected sip is the secret to a woman's heart: it shows spontaneity.

+ climb up onto a giant elephant-like beast with bags of hundreds of acorns/pine-cones, observe the story about the creature that eats then poops out fish for the natives to eat

Outdoors daylight, large strange beast like an elephant, huge bags of acorns/tiny pinecones has been prepared. Up on top of the beast there is a narrated story, of how some native people's never used to be able to catch fish, there is the example on the right where no fish are caught, and the left where fish are caught. A narrator says "they would never catch fish until they discovered (the secret)", which is that there is a strange creature that very easily catches little fish and processes them through its body and "poops" out small fish/larvae that is stunned that can be easily captured. I watch in fascination as this creature does this several times.

+ my wife wants to go into business with some partners, she says "$4 million is not enough, we should raise $20 million," I'm skeptical that any VC will give that much for a simple furniture store venture.

+(f) sex

Unfortunately this vague, I do recall a naked girl and some abstract intercourse (things don't fit? Typical for non-lucid sex) but the memory is really sketchy.

07:00 ? get up for WBTB?
07:26 back to bed

08:00 ? can't sleep get up

08:30 ? back to bed

11:18

later:

+ in a strange place I hear my parents voices, they're turning home I'm really happy and run to meet them

+ tired/exhausted girls work long shifts

One girl I see in a back room lying exhausted on a cot in between work periods. Another girl is sitting down on a chair nearby, I think I see some nipples poking out from her tight sweater

+ retreat to the downstairs bathroom of childhood home for "private time" but now there's a window leading back into the house, eliminating privacy, this confuses me

I'm very curious about this window, it didn't use to be there, I see that it looks back into the hallway by the stairs to the basement. How odd. This window ruins the privacy of the bathroom.

+ bunch of families are going on vacation from the core home, guy hits me on the head hard with a pipe by accident, come up into a room that is really a front for a covert military force (they're observing from across the street); driving crazy in the street have to make a 3-point turn, driving up a road paved with pizza boxes, rifling through boxes looking for leftovers

The (3?) families who live/are visiting in the core home are heading out for vacation. The vacations are all close by. One of the guys is going nearby, I see "it's what, only an hour away?" He says yes. I say "it's great that we can visit these places which are only a few hours away." I'm on an outdoors stairway, the other guy is swinging around pipes and it ends up hitting my head really hard by accident. I'm stunned, and contain my temper instead of getting really mad, I just stand there still for a while.

In a room, coming up some stairs, it's sort of an outdoors area that I thought used to be a store, but it was empty, and I see across the street there are guys inside a building with weapons, they're guarding this area? There's a leader woman there.

I'm driving in a car, vehicles are driving fast and I'm trying to pull a U-turn, I don't make it I have to make a 3-point turn, vehicles are coming fast, but they don't hit me. I'm then driving up a street that is lined with pizza boxes. I think "did we really eat all that pizza on the weekend? How much did that cost?". I reach into some boxes looking for some leftovers.

+ racquetball: observing a game, guy plays a lot at the front, waiting to get my court, challenge court, think of glow-in-the-dark stealth RQB

A guy is playing a girl, I'm observing from the back of the court. He makes a lot of side-to-side at-the-front shots. On one point the girl runs really fast to get to the ball, a great hustle, the point continues, and she tries to hit the ball off the back wall and messes up. I think of the concept of "stealth" racquetball: played in the dark, the ball would be glow-in-the-dark green, and the racquets would need to be longer, like squash racquets, so that your opponent wouldn't be able to figure out where you were (dream logic!). The racquets would be white, too, I see one, looks like a badminton racquet. It's time for my reservation, but the courts are still full of people playing a challenge ladder. I think of joining in.

+ strange quarry: weird processing/gathering trucks, fall into manure hole with pipes, guy in the bag

Outdoors daytime, a large open conical quarry. One level near the top is made of large stones and is being processed by a strange truck with lots of tubes coming off of it. I walk along the path and come upon a 10-foot deep whole with vertical pipes in it, it also seems to be lined on the sides with horse manure. I (fall?) down inside the whole and hear a voice from underneath me, I was sitting on a small canvas bag/sack, there's a guy inside there. He's in there in a hope for his untreatable condition to be cured.

+ semi-epic in technological multi-story girder building: breath temperature detection program, when will it be done, guy sitting in room, scary alien (ghost? bacteria?) is learning, director contacts headquarters, breath calming device (TWO breath occurrences!); two guys accepted into flight school, flying away, views of Disneyland below, bathroom, strange toothpaste, wife, SF

I'm at a desk with a computer system on it in an open modern multi-level office building with lots of exposed girders. I'm building a breath temperature measuring device. I will make it take two inputs from two people and it will do a simultaneous analysis of the breath temperatures. It will measure minimum, maximum, and median (mean, too?) temperature of the breath blown in. The director of the facility asks me when it will be ready, I'm pretty sure it will be ready later this day, but it may take until tomorrow to finish.

I'm walking through the facility, in one open area there's a guy (and a girl?) sitting at a desk.

We're gathered together in a room. We are observing how the scary alien intelligence (bodiless? bacteria?) are attempting to gain control of a mouse on a computer. The alien intelligence is making progress and is beginning to activate the fighter/bomber planes and may use them against us. The director of our facility is signaling headquarters, she does this by signing her signature on a piece of paper and encoding a message. I observe her doing this several times.

I get scared and run out of the room. I move to another room nearby, but the doors are strangely opening for me as I approach automatically. I think the alien intelligence may be doing this to lead me to a trap, I ask someone if this could be and they answer "yes."

I'm pretty scared, somebody gives me a calm-down breathing apparatus for me to have. It works by providing resistance to natural breathing patterns, you have to push pretty hard for it to allow breath in or out. It's a multi-part device, you blow in one end, and something moves on the other and as the breath comes out. This calms me down. I go back to the original room and fold my apparatus and put it on a shelf. I look for it again right away and can't find it.

Flying now on an airplane with open sides/doors (like a paratrooper plane). Two guys are happy, they've been accepted to the flight training program, there is a vision of a bunch of guys in flight gear floating through the air. I see down on the ground below the plane, we're flying over "Disneyland", there are large colorful "rides". The ocean is nearby, it is bright daylight. We fly over another "Disney" amusement park, circling to the right, I look down, it's pretty crowded with teeny tiny people (ant sized). We fly closer to one ride which is little children going vertically up and down on tracks, their mothers are there too.

I'm in a bathroom, (doing something?), leaving, I see on a shelf/counter a completely used up double-nozzled tube of toothpaste:



There is another more normal looking tube of toothpaste with some left in it. I squirt out a large blob of pale green (like old Crest) toothpaste on my brush and am about to brush my teeth with it. I stop and think, where did this toothpaste come from? It's not mine, ew, I shouldn't use it, and dump it and head to leave.

My wife is also leaving, we're in the big city, I think I should hang around in the city and (<do something> )

late morning jumbled scenes:

+ hiding under bath towel, on bus with MR he disappears, strange neighbor sign, strip and engage the girl, problem with electricity in the basement, ham and cheese bagel in parents' kitchen

I'm on a bus with best friend MR heading up S street towards GP. Near the top I realize he's not there and I don't see him. Outside the bus (?) there is a sign put up by a neighbor. I read it several times and am trying to make sense out of it. The part I'm sure about are: "It is our daughter's birthday" and "Yes, this is odd" (meaning it's strange to make such a sign in the first place!).

I'm lying down in a room with people, I'm in an "excited" state, I'm trying to hide this and simultaneously "enjoy" the state, I pull a large bath tower over myself but can't quite get everything covered up.

(semi-lucid)

Spoiler for explicit sexual content:

I'm in a room, there's a hot girl there, I pick her up and put her on a table seated before me. I pull off her top, and pull off another top underneath the first, I think this is going too slowly, she's topless now, and I lean forwards and put my mouth on one of her nipples she's fairly flat chested. I then stand her up a bit and pull down her leggings and panties, and spread her legs, there's a patch of black pubic hair there, and I dive in for oral action. Moving my tongue around I'm delighted to find I'm getting touch feedback on my tongue. I wake up moving my tongue around on one of my top front teeth ()

Dozing in and out of sleep

+ A guy in the basement is telling us something we're doing is interfering with the electrical system and is bothering his sleep since an electrical line is right next to his head. I'm not understanding what he's saying. He says the problem is in the basement. Part of a wall is painted red? I finally understand that something we're doing is causing a change in the flow of electricity and that is sounding like some sort of hum that is bothering him.

+ I pick up a bag and open it from the kitchen table, inside is a ham and cheese bagel. I take it to the kitchen and want to zap it in the microwave, but my dad is in the way, I try to step around him but can't, so I wait for a second then I put the bagel on a bubbling plate in the microwave, slam the front for of the microwave with a bang. I notice the small microwave is encased in a large enclosure, I think this is to limit the radiation. My mother says something about a project (guava juice?) I'm working on it late.

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?

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.

+ (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.

+ 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.

Lots of little scenes, most forgotten, nothing epic.

+ close up 3rd person of "me" with my beard and weird mustaches, looking for grey, I see the moment a few greys appear. Lasts a minute or two, I'm really amazed at my long dark brown wide mustache blowing in the "breeze" of my breath. I'm amazed that is me, there's no grey whatsoever in that beard/moustache. Close up of throat with scraggly beard, also no grey at all, then "ah HA" there appears some grey, that's the moment it started.

+ in a bar, can't think of anything to ask for so I ask for a "bud". Was part of some adventure, I knew the bartender, who was satisfying some debt he had with me by giving me this beer.

+ Standing at the vending machine, I think some jello is coming, there's a large white rectangular dispenser area, I look into it and see some juices running down from the insides of the machine, I think this is the jello juice and imagine the machine is somehow preparing it. My attention is drawn to a window a few feet away where I want to get a paper plate for my jello, otherwise I'd need to use my hands, but some people are walking by and I don't want them to step up to the machine to take or to breathe on my jello. Back to the machine it produces a large , it dispenses a big plate of light colored jello (with whipped cream?) I gather my jello feast up into my arms and walk off to eat it, some people are commenting on a my jello, something about a black announcer on the TV?

+ I'm sitting towards the left end of a long breakfast table, I sense this is my large family's breakfast table. It's my turn to clean up, everyone's getting up to leave and I'll have to gather all the dishes myself, I say "what about your dishes?" in a foreign language. I'm piling plates on top of each other and utensils on top of the plates. My brother-in-law is joking that my younger son was sitting in front of a beer and that my son was playing with the foam head on the beer (blowing it away, poking at it), I think my son wouldn't be sitting with a beer. Moving towards the opposite end of the table, someone says "Is that Hilary Clinton in the garden?". A woman is being bossy giving me directions on exactly how to clear the dishes and carry them outside where they need to go, I'm really annoyed at her directions and cut her off, saying "Why not just DO IT and be done with it, rather than talk endlessly about it, just DO IT" and I gather up piles of mugs stacked high and take them out.

+ I'm sitting in a chair, a female (my wife?) is naked and bent over with her "stuff" directly in my face so I dive in orally. I quickly detect something hard that shouldn't be there and pull out a little chunk of baby carrot. I get deja vu, I think this happened before, earlier (maybe it did?). I then dive in again with vigorous tongue action and she starts to moan.

I'm driving in traffic quickly it's dark outside and hard to see out the window (rain?) and I almost change lanes into another car which I saw at the last minute so I move over to the right lane but this means I will miss the turn, I'll have to make a u-turn and come back.

I'm in some building on a bike I think I'm in my college University?

I feel like I'm on N-side on Eu ave in B near the U, I'm thinking about a casual female friend. I will go to see her, she works(?) around here it will be a surprise, but I will not ask her if she's seeing other guys, because that's her business, but will she think that because I'm not asking her about other guys that means that I'm seeing other girls? Walking on the sidewalk up a hill while thinking this. Come to a tight corner, walk around some people who are avoiding the black girl lying down with her naked legs sticking out into the walkway, I step around her and look and see she's guarded by a black labrador dog with "Japanese eyes." I see also right there two petite college girls resting, their clothing is completely soaked, they must have been playing (frisbee?) in the fountains.

I'm on a bike, and I realize I don't have my helmet on, that's not good. I'm heading over to Sol. avenue? (audio only) Some feminists are talking about a fundraising problem, they've discovered that some of their donors's money came from pornography. There are white snakes of slime on the ground and I'm riding over them, I get some snail slime on my left hand and I'm trying to wipe it off on the ground as I walk/ride.

Summary: walking in large outdoor park in daylight, avoiding back and forth sprinklers, thinking about math results, go to building, can't find entrance to classrooms, finally enter and teacher quizzes me on which class I should enter, "lines of Lucien"

I'm outdoors in a large open park-like area in daylight. I'm with someone who later turns out to be my son S2. At first I'm thinking about meeting up with a group. Then I'm thinking about math: I'm waiting for results of a test? I'm finishing 8th grade? There are lawn sprinklers (the back and forth kind not the circular ones) operating on the paths, I try to time my passing so that the sprinklers are moving away from me as I pass through them to minimize how much water splashes on me, but I always seem to get caught in the return movement and get a bit wet.

I'm with S2 and we approach a building, looking rather old and decrepit, he makes a comment about it I forgot, we're walking along it and trying to find the entrance. I can hear faint sounds of people inside so I know we should be able to get in. I can't see any windows but S2 is able to dig his fingers into the walls and find the edges of panels/shutters that are covering the windows and swings several of them open, we try to look through most the glass is dark / opaque. At some point we look back the way we came and see the entrance.

We go inside and it is like a classroom, with rows of students at desks quietly working, S2 says something like this must be the lunch period. There is a turnstyle we need to enter?

A male teacher approaches and starts asking me about things that I know in order to determine which class I need to enter. He asks if I've studied the equations of intersecting planes and "the Lines of Lucien." I think I have but I don't want to say "yes" and be put in to the wrong class. I try to indicate what I've learned, I think of parabolas and conic sections, I bend the index fingers of my left and right hands and bring them together in order to indicate this, and say I've studied parabolas, hyperboles, and conic sections.

I think for a moment (a pearl of lucidity?) that I've studied math far beyond these levels.