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Poor recall generally. But went to bed at like 3-4am so what do you expect. Had to really dig for a long time to come up with anything.

+ vague situations with people

+ pulling into a gas station. I have a heightened awareness for a little bit where I think this may be a dream but it quickly fades. Noticing the paths out of the station and how cars are driving away

+ in a gym, looking at a piece of exercise equipment, wondering how it works since I don't see the usual column of weight plates.

+ in former adult CA home [felt like it but nothing in common with real one] (with wife?) there's not much floor room around the bed. Notice that there is a very large, cream-colored bean bag outside on a covered porch, and I'm wondering if I should bring it inside to keep it safe from the weather. I'm not too concerned since the cover is probably sufficient to keep it out of the rain.

I'm pretty sure there was more but I'm finding it hard to keep my mind solely on dreaming after waking up.

+ DO flying over observing a soccer game. One player breaks through the pack of defenders alone and puts on a spurt of speed and is heading for the goal, but s/he let's the ball get ahead of him and the goalie gets it. I'm enjoying the flyover view and I swoop down closer to the field to watch the continued action as it moves back towards the other goal.

+ In porch of CH(?) holding my cat in my arms. Old dog is there? Another dog enters the back porch from the kitchen door from the right and I clutch my cat close to prevent her from running away or fighting with the dog. They see each other and react calmly. I remember [FALSE] that this dog and my cat knew each other I bring my cat to the face of the dog and they lick each other's face?

+ I'm leaving the front door of a hotel at night, it's very dark outside no lighting, I'm just barely making it away there is a pursuer who's following me and will enter the hotel to look for me. I make my way to the right into the shadows with frequent backwards glances. I head out back to where I know my car is, I finger my car fob and look at it and remember the brand of car ("Cardiff"?). I'm going to get into my car and get away.

+ I'm in (CH top floor bathroom?) and out the window I hear / see cops talking, they're rounding up all the call girls in the area into a car. I'm peeking out into the car at them. Then I fly out the window and hover over the car, there are about 5-6 of them sitting in a convertible in the front and back seats. I'm looking for a cute one maybe I can meet with her. One in the front seat makes an unflattering comment me, something like "look at that fat guy", I retort with "hey, I'm a paying customer!" and she brightens up and says "oh, that's right!" My attention focuses on the one on my right in the back seat. I'm asking about how to do meet. Then several of them are standing against a wall and I'm talking with them and they're giving me directions. I ask "OK so I need to come to your place?". There are two tiers of call girls, those who don't speak French, and those who do, the ones who speak French are more expensive.

Unfortunately I recently suffered a major loss in my life. Needless to say it's put a damper on my dreaming. The dreams are returning, though, the last several nights have seen an increase in count and vividness/presence.

Over the last several nights:

+ playing basketball with an undersized ball, going up for layups, passing to teammates, making a 3-point shot

+ playing tennis with a girl who's way better than me. My guy friend and I call out to two girls and I offer to play them doubles.

+ outdoors a guy is making multiple half-court basketball shots in a row

+ sitting outdoors with friends on a picnic blanket on a slanted hill (sand?), a man in a blue shirt sits down very close by and blocks my view of the main attraction, I keep telling him to move, eventually he sits down RIGHT in front of me, and I yell at him "WOULD IT KILL YOU TO MOVE TWO FEET TO THE SIDE?"

+ I bring a violin [I don't play it] and begin playing

+ sitting on the long side at the end of a picnic-table-like table, people are offering me chocolate. I'm asking for the darkest chocolate possible. I break off a piece and eat it.

+ I'm on the street just outside CH: some utility workers are up in the wires overhead, I crouch down and do a big jump into the air and hover there. Then I'm hovering at the ceiling inside my CH living room, mom and dad are at the table, and also a guy who I know knows about dreaming, he's commenting on things. I summon a small multicolored ball of energy into my hand and manipulate it around a bit with TK. Then I summon a small fireball into my hand. The guy is talking to my parents about the Objective-C programming language, about the object-method calling syntax, I'm pretty sure they won't understand.

+ On the street outside CH, there are utility tunnels [FALSE] running under the ground, there's a wide opening by me and there's a worker down there, I (or someone?) hop down into the opening.

a long night of dreaming, many wakings.

+ [semi-lucid] pseudo-wild, talking to my teammates telling them we should communicate only through telepathy, but once I say that I can't hear anything, even my own thoughts.

+ tennis, followed by a woman running through town throwing stones through store windows

+ in nature (on the Serengeti? Africa-like) I see an SUV parked in "my spot" [FALSE] by the tree, but it's also up to its windows deep in water. Very strange beasts emerge from the brush, shoot things at us?

+ [tiny lucid?] watch a strange ship thing with a Whiskey (?) advertisement on it shoot its top colors part into the sky far faster than waking physics would allow, causing me to do several nose pinch RCs, the results are ambiguous (sort of can, sort of can't breathe), I'm amazing following the rocket thing shooting across the sky.

+ wow! gorillas racing on jet skis, lookitthat! Zipping around town, see the odd house, talk to some guys about the fault line in town, I saw a fault line running through that house! A guy comes with a huge maul and stakes a large garbage can into the ground, then takes the maul and starts shaping/cutting some tall tree and I'm dodging to get out of the way of the chunks falling down.

My son S2 comes to me with weed-bloodshot-eyes and I yell at him for getting high and slap him and he runs away I run after him I feel guilty about doing that and force my way into his room not letting him slam the door on me, he makes an excuse like "all of America's wars" and I say that's a lame excuse.

+ at the buffet? My friend is only ordering rock lobster, that will be expensive. It's sort of a large circular lobster and he's using a hand-crank lobster cracker. Then I'm helping him get at the meat in these large circular lobster cross sections, digging the meat way out from deep inside.

+ car thief: I'm outside (in the snow? [DREAM SIGN]) and I'm warming up the Honda Odyssey. There's another truck trying to get by on the road and (he's honking, yelling?) should I get out of the car while it's running? Maybe not. I do get out and when I come back the van is gone. Someone's stolen it! I tell my wife about this. I'm really upset. What shall I do about this? It goes on for a while longer on this theme

+ instrument thief. I'm trying to wash my hands in the bathroom next to the room where my instrument case is. But there's a guy who I think may steal my instrument if I leave it unattended for too long. I go into the bathroom but leap back in to the room to check my case: it's still there. I go in to the bathroom again for just a second and then leap back to check and my instrument and the thief is gone. I leap after him outside down the stairs and I'm screaming that I"m going to catch him. I'm having trouble moving (my body is really heavy?). I catch up with him eventually and my sister's instrument case is there as well. I'm looking for mine but I don't see it. I do see a little case where it is written "Weber compact <my instrument>". That's curious. It has a mini-mouthpiece as well. I open the case and there's a plastic baggy inside with an odd folded thing. I take it out, now I'm really curious to see what this thing looks like and how it works. It seems to have a lot of thing fan-like material on it and I keep unfolding and unfolding it and it gets a bit longer sort of like a long pipe.

+ I'm in some industrial place and approach a deep shaft in the middle of the room, intending to pee in it. As I approach an alarm begins to sound and curtains begin coming down and closing off areas. I run for an exit but the security (blast?) doors are already closing and I figure I can't make it out that way, turn and head another way.

+(f) odd, slightly sexual scene where girls start reproducing, starts with one girl who then splits into another girl, there are artificial conceptual female organs on the ground like little pink multi-level volcanoes with things pumping into them and out pop more girls from these things?

+ performing in a play [emerging DREAM SIGN] on stage my fellow actor addresses me in his lines by my true waking name and this jolts me, "he isn't supposed to call me that, is he?", I try to remember his real name but can't and just call him "Tom," and say a few lines. I feel like the play has sort of broken, and I'm looking out at the audience and there is a really small smattering of applause, it's pretty lame/embarrassing.

+ doing some wood work in a workshop area. There was placed a long wooden attachment to a sort of open low cabinet and I'm sawing off extra wood sticking out. I see that the wood pattern does not match and I think I'll have to stain it later. I notice in one part (towards the end, on the right as facing this chest of drawers) that a wooden chair has been stored inside.

+ helicopter crash: the pilot (Tom Cruise?) is fiddling with the controls, alternating between putting us into a dive, pulling out, and so forth, until we crash, then I'm hiding with my fellow passenger and I see the crash site on a raised hill far away ("we tumbled all that way?" I ponder). We're hiding from the bad guys who are approaching. I see through the brush one bad guy approach my friend's location, my friend jumps up and stabs the attacker quickly in the throat with a long knife and the stabbed guy starts stumbling around and dying. I think how fragile life is, just one thrust of a knife is enough to end it. The dying guy is staggering around and at one point I see him with something like a long white-board marker stabbed through the skin on top of his right shoulder.

+ in a house with a small black boy [DREAM SIGN] who I tell to go into the basement stairway and lock him in there I'm yelling to my friend that we need to get out of here now. The boy is pounding loudly on the door and I tell him to stop that or I'll have to lock the extra latch (which I see up close).

details later

+ I realize I have my finger stuck in Obama's ear and I pull it out with a "pop!" sound. I look at him he's sitting across a cafeteria table from me with other people), he gets up and is really annoyed, I expect some bad consequences from this.

+ I'm in a play and I don't know any of my lines. Panic. Try to learn them fast? It's hopeless. Play begins, still don't know them. Holding the script in my hands and almost go on stage with it, can't do that. I'm following the script and lose my place, panic again, listening and trying to find the location. Find one of my lines and try to memorize it and the cue. Leading man on stage (actually walking in the audience) gives cue but it's not quite right. I enter the aisles from the back of the theater and deliver my short line. Leading man makes some snarky comment on it? The play finishes, and I'm on an upper balcony looking down. A group of teen girls is leaving, unimpressed by our production, and one of them says "now I really appreciate our [theater] group after watching THEM!"

+ employer threatens employees with not hiring them back if then don't sign and turn in the turns. I scramble to sign mine and get it turned in, I'm not the first to make it in.

+ swimming in a pool a young kid wants to take along I don't want to take (her?) along with me but decide "OK" and push her in front of me as I swim, she complains about how I'm doing it (I dunk her briefly?)

+ on a bus (yellow school bus? curved sides) looking for a seat, most are taken, I see a free spot in the very back corner and head there, then I see some of the main characters from "Orange is the new black" show in orange jumpsuits on seats to my left, I realize I know them so I come back and take a seat near them. One of them (blonde main char?) says something about the neighborhood we're driving through, about how the teen boys here like to date 4-year-olds.

earlier:

+ the rival's watches

+(f) getting Taco Bell on the way to work?

+ the room, the milk, the tunnel, and the cat/bathroom

later:

+ (f) building on a hill

+ Jr. Harry Potter, swimming girl, Harry Potter blew a crystal must do rubbing feet for magical energy, magical fire rocks demo

+ I'm inside a building with my head laid sideways on the floor and I'm closely inspecting the wallboard. Two guys are talking off-stage about the expensive wood they're using. I see the wallboard is expertly sculpted and curved, a very fine bit of wood word, and follow the wallboard from the hallway into a room. In the room I see a section of wall tiled with very colorful luxurious marble/granite stone, and I point out sections of the stone that have the exact same blue color as my own blue stone in my place that I remember [FALSE], I point this out to the guys sitting in the room.

+(f) blank signs made from lawn signs?

+ talking about the (calculator program) that all the developers use. I start thinking about all the functions I'd like it to have: binary conversion, quick/fast modes for various functions. Then transition into a classroom where the teacher is talking about the COS and SIN functions, about how the value for 14 is the same for 4 and 13 is the same for 3, and I ask is that some fundamental truth of math, the students (laugh?) the teacher says no it has simply to do with rounding.

+ lying on bedroom floor of (friend's?) house, sleepover, two young boys (I'm present age?), I notice the area of the floor which has a large insignia on it in deep bright blue, I think there used to be a floor covering like a rug there, I can't think why the pattern would be left there. The kids use some bad words and when the parent/mother looks in I disavow having said it and point with my two thumbs in opposite directions indicating the boys are the ones responsible. It comes time for bed and I take a quick drink of water from a sports bottle, lean over to my right side, reach up and flick off the light switch, and lie down and close my eyes. I see through my eyelids the lights are still partially on, though, and I wait for the mother to turn them off.

A mother? comes (who looks like my wife?) and kneels down and starts animatedly talking about her night out. I notice her shoulder-length curled-at-the-end black hair. I'm facing her right profile. I think she had a night out at a bar and say that explains it, meaning her animated speech is because she's tipsy. One of the kids ask her about if she had a designated driver, and she says "only on the last stop of the night," as if that explains it and makes it OK, but I realize it's a terrible answer meaning she didn't have a designated driver most of the night.

Outside with a group of people at an election, there is a guy (former KC colleague StHo) who is acting like an announcer, he has some sort of (pentagram?) tattoo in the middle of his forehead. He has the announcer-rhythm and lilt. He's giving initial returns and there is the commentary that the Democrats (they have an 80-year-old candidate?) need to get out to vote. I make an aside-comment about have people checked to see that their bicycles haven't been stolen?

WBTB about 6 hours. Up about an hour or 1.5 hours. Get drowsy again, back to bed.
Takes a while to fall asleep but go full relaxation (body scan, total "letting go", open the head, get the mind out from being stuck in the body) and fall asleep

+ driving the cousins home in the snow, steep hill, car losing traction (no chains), short skis out on the granular snow, can I just have them walk from here? Lots of people out taking advantage of the snow at the resort.

+(f) quick (nice lip action) kiss from one woman, another woman gets naked and sits astride me, I reach for her body, she's a bit heavy, we kiss, transition

+(f) tussle with a young man at the top of the stairs, he falls through the railing and hits the ground below

+ with some women, I realize they're going to the same counselor/psychologist I am, I immediately want to get there ahead of them. We move together through some doorways and enter an office space. It is quiet and a large entry way, with multiple offices off of the central room, I don't know which one is the right office. I'm looking for names and have the name of the counselor in mind [forgot] but can't find it. There are stylish silver-colored nameplates with intricate designs in various shades of silver and grey.

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2016-10-06

+ PTL garden & plants
+ playing and stringing guitar, trying to play "Hero" by Family of the Year. I can hear the intro in my head and I start to place my fingers but the strings have all come off.
+ job, office, CC, sit on tree trunk, McDonald's
+ bag stolen, chase thief, get bag back, are my wallet and passport there?
+ changing channels/scenes on some adult video which I'm watching with my parents, I feel very uncomfortable watching it with them, I can't find a non-NSFW scene, one scene is just the faces of a man and a woman facing the camera, sort of gnome-like faces with large, cartoon-shaped oblong noses, it just lasts a second.

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2016-10-07

+ [forgotten]

+ star trek / star wars / lightsaber battle, the beams are thick and wide (cylindrical), and bendable (with magnets?), holster many on left hip, then holster an open super sharp jackknife, it cuts the top of my left leg at the hip, both an entrance and exit slice wound. Starts bleeding profusely. I sit down in calf-deep water and apply direct pressure to stop the bleeding, then I'm telling a friend of the important of direct pressure in first aid to stop bad bleeding.

+ some guests are smoking: lowbrow redneck types. I find stubbed out cigarette and cigar butts on the sides of the furniture. I pick up a cigar stub and take a sniff to smell it.

+ flying from CH neighborhood: parade balloon figures lit by spot lights. I feel like I may be able to fly if I believe I can and I just try to take off. I take a running start and jump up superman style, and surprise, I can fly! I notice the lights below me changing in perspective as I move. I fly towards a giant female balloon dressed in super tight leggings with a very visible camel toe

+ at a downtown intersection, with a gun (revolver) in my left hand, leaning out the window (?), pointing the gun at some guy's head, cocking back the hammer, but not shooting, I release the hammer back. Police woman comes up, there is a girl in the crosswalk who falls down and her top falls down revealing her left breast, she falls backwards and hits the ground on her back and her whole boob pops out and it really bounces around. A police officer is sitting on her chest? The female officer is questioning me and I continually say I released the hammer and did not shoot that guy.

+ scene from PTL, there's a fire drill, a patio door [FALSE] on the front walk to the front door (side of living room) is open and many people are helping and moving through the house. My kids helped with using a water hose on a the (fake?) fire?

Many scenes in childhood home and neighborhood:

+ street gate and Latvian Asian (L's) neighbors on the driveway)
On the crossroads of S & F outside CH, on the park side of F, I close a portable gate (about 1.5m tall) made from wire across the entire street, closing it. I think this is good (for some reason). and that cars coming this way will stop and turn back and go another way. I walk back to my house. Then I think at night, people may wack into this fence, so maybe it's not a great idea. I also visualize the L's neighbors trying to get into and out of their steep driveway and that this fence would be in their way and they'll complain. Then The L's (both husband and wife) and standing in front of me, I'm a few steps down our steep driveway facing the street, and the husband is talking and I don't understand him. It's some foreign language. I say "I'm sorry, I don't understand Asian languages, are you speaking Mandarin? Or Japanese?" He answers, "It's Latvian, I'm from Latvia." I say "oh shame on me for not recognizing a slavic langauge." Something about his wife working for a Latvian law firm?

+ in sister's room, my wife/girlfriend [FALSE] has invited many strangers in odd clothing (costumes?) into our home. I think they could steal stuff. I tell her (girlfriend/wife), she's standing right in front of me and I'm looking down at her face, sternly, that "you brought these people here, you need to take care of them." But then I'm sitting on a bed there in the room and there are girls and guys sitting on other beds around the room, and I call them by their name and assign them to sleep in particular beds. One guy to my right I don't remember his ame, "What's your name?", I think I will sleep here on the bed I'm sitting on. Then I visualize my bedroom next door, with the 2-3 [2 IWL] twin beds, and think my childhood friend will take one bed and I should take the other so we could talk about the old days far into the night.

+ in the living room with young grandpa and grandma: I see him as I come down the stairs and turn to the hall towards the back porch. I notice he looks very young, he has no gray hair

+ out the door of the back porch on the deck by the stairs to the back yard: my small electronic organ is there and I'm preparing to play the opening to "Arthur's Theme" by Christopher Cross. I can't get the opening right. I can't remember the exact notes I need to play. I know the sound and rhythm, but I can't get more than a few notes into it before I need to go and get the music for it. As I leave the keyboard another guy comes up and starts playing it perfectly right away and I feel humiliated. Then he starts banging on a key which he says is sticking, over and over. I"m looking through a music book but can't find the piece there. I return t the deck and the organ has been put aside and people are saying how someone shot (ping pong or gols balls?) into the Halloween cauldron that is over the fence in the neighbor's yard.

My son is sitting with his (slight older) girlfriend in chairs there on the deck, and she is feeding with small treats and encouraging him to eat.

+ miniature stick constructions from big log, avoiding giants on the road.

+(f) [last night perhaps?] on a beach listening to the "shhhhhh"ing sound that the waves made as they pulled back and the water sinks

+ old woman tag, fragile bugs on plants, woman races and breaks her leg (compound practically, bone sticking out but skin not broken), I prepare ice pack thinking about how best to make it at what temperature and with how much insulation, in my CH back porch, hopping over washing machine which is blocking my way.

+ in CA central valley, dark stormy skies, cold, cartoon-colored houses in a row, see lightning going off in the distance, group of kids from across the street comes to us (I'm a kid?)

+ playing pinball, punching buttons trying to understand the starting controls, many balls in play, I vigorously hit the flippers, afterwards I"m in my car and my strikingly beautiful girlfriend comes up to me to say goodbye, leans through the window and kisses me. I love her so much, she is so beautiful, I should just break up with her now otherwise she will 100% break my heart. She puckers up and leans in, her mouth is way too small when she puckers, like a 1/4 inch in diameter.

+ girls gymnastics in huge hall, the library card dispenser machine goes BZZZT! and displays a message that all the cards are sold out, this happens every time I try to key in the "purchase card" combo.

+ buying socks in crowded department store aisle with my kids, "Excuse me, young man", trying to find matching orange-band white athletic socks in the bin, many very orange socks and some with the band but they're too thin, cheap feeling, to my right I notice colorful shorts: in my GS colors of purple and gold, in shiny, satiny material. I take them out and look at them and determine they're too girly-looking: they have terry-cloth portions and are quite small it turns out.

+ rock climbing

+ bikini

+ kisses

+ journey outside, frozen wave

Yesterday was no recall due to waking life stress. Thankfully today I had some nice recall. Fairly mundane but still interesting and fun.

(early)

+ [actually, in retrospect, sort of an epic! Long, multi-scene] sitting at my desk in class, like in high school. The teacher is lecturing and I don't have my notebook, it's across the room. I'm trying to remember what he says because I know we'll be tested on it. He starts asking a question or saying something really important and I leap up and go across the room, grab my notebook, and return to my desk and start furiously taking notes. A girl sitting on my right is really annoyed that I'm taking notes, literally writing down what he says. I write down the words the teacher is saying, and one of the words wraps around from one line to the beginning of another one. The girl is staring daggers at me and my notebook, and I write a smiley in the book to tease her. I think of drawing a penis to get her to stop, then I decide against it, but continue thinking how I should draw it: foreskin? No foreskin? How would I draw the tip? Then someone in my class is saying my full name "X....Y...Z...!" out loud. I've been suggested/elected for something? I decide to make a deal with the teacher. "OK, " I say, "but if <some condition happens>....then we get to hold a PIZZA PARTY!" All the student in the class cheer, yelling "Yeah!".

I'm in a pool playing water polo. The ball comes my way, but a player on the opposing team picks it up and holds it up out of the water. I quickly zip to him and strike the ball out of his hand, shooting it directly into the opposing goal which is not far away. I cheer and my teammates cheer with me. More plays ensue, and struggle for the ball in front of the opposing team's goal.

I get out of the water and talk with people. I'm thinking about getting with some girls I know. I'm in my swim suit, and I need to get dressed. I'm trying to pull on some shorts, hopping on one leg, and need to head to the bus.

On the bus, I decide I want to go find (former jr high girlfriend, MaBo). I walk down the aisle of the bus, which takes a 90 degree turn to the left at one point, and continues on straight. I go around the corner and look for her. I find her [doesn't look right] sitting with a girl from band, P (who's also busty). The band girl is sitting practically right on top of MB's lap, facing her. They both look up at me as I approach. I decide to make some small talk, "Hey, what did you think of the game [water polo?]".

Off the bus people are mingling in groups. I come to the conclusion that I want to get really serious with MB. I've been holding back but I decide that I could have sex with her. We're still going out but she may leave me because of my moving too slow "around the bases." I decide to go full-steam ahead and resolve to find her and tell her that I'm ready to get down to business. Then I see/hear someone say that she's been kissing/holding hands with TeLe, a neighborhood boy. I get a glance of a group of them, including MB looking good in a sleeveless top, sitting next to TL on a couch. Am I too late? I stand on the side of the couch. TL gets up and I say "Hey, man, haven't seen you in ages!" We shake hands. I ask him "have you seen DD?" He doesn't say anything but stands facing me and keeps holding my hand. I think we've been holding hands too long now and it's starting to make me uncomfortable.

I leave this area with some gruff older guy. He's teasing me/grilling me about MB, that she is taking advantage of me. I say it was back in 7th grade [actually pretty close, 8th], and I say that I'm going to be playing with he awesome boobs. He says "yeah, they were, but they're probably (super saggy) now". That may be, but I still intend to have fun with her.

(middle)

+(f) down on the floor with my old dog "L". He's frisky. He may bite me so I hold his muzzle in my hand

+(f, vague) doing something with people outside?

(later, after SSILD and WILD attempt)

+ sitting on a couch with people around, I'm trying to figure out which girl I'm going to be with. There has been my steady one, does she still want to be with me? She stands up with a group and moves to the table, I decide to follow and also stand up, thinking that I'm leaving something behind where I've been sitting but I don't care. The two girls and others head to the tables. One girl sits at one table, and another sits at a different table. Great, I think, they've split up and I have to decide, I can't be near both. I go to the one to the left and lean over her and whisper ask if she wants me to be with her, she indicates yes, and I'm happy and sit down next to her.

stressful waking life, late to bed, recall medium/poor

+(f, vague) in a kitchen preparing food

+ at work arriving late climbing staircase trying to avoid (female CEO [dreamsign]?) noticing me late. There is a meeting which I used to be a member of but (quit? was kicked off?) with lots of people at a long table with very complex mechanisms in front of them which they're studying, 3-dimensional puzzles. I enter a room (shop?) with a flying kit (?).

+ trying to find a room at college (but I'm not a college student?) at (Harvard?), I see dorm-style buildings, low but many stories, balconies packed together, there are probably no free rooms anywhere the students have rented them all. In a house with students we're making up some house rules, we vote and all agree and then we start to write them down and I realize we've forgotten to vote on some of the most important topics. I think I should get root beer for everyone. Should I get six individual bottles? Or should I get a large 2-liter bottle? the problem with the large bottle is that they lose carbonation quickly. I put my (wine?) glass of rootbeer on a shelf in the refrigerator.

(wake, BTS, more dreams probably, forgotten)

+ there is a competition, I vs. another beefy guy, you have to acquire 3 matching metal poles and place them on your stand in order to win. My opponent goes out to an early lead, but I manage to find some gold and other poles and complete 2 sets of 3 and claim completion. The judge (a woman?) is grilling me about how/why I did what I did, I kept evading the questions but finally blurted out "OK, I couldn't get the [good?] ones because he [my opponent] got them at the start!].

Then some crazy woman driving a massive truck at high speed hits our [boat?] head on and doesn't stop, she just keeps driving right on down the levy (raised roadway near the water) pushing our vehicle farther and farther away. [COLOR="#0000FF"] I'm aghast with surprise of the situation, I (fly?) following the truck trying to pull our vehicle back to us with telekinesis, first time doesn't work, second time it does work sort of.

Then I'm talking to my wife about the ship masts: should we install gold or (other metal) masts? "No!" she says, we should keep the wooden masts just as the ships were prepared with already.

+ walking/driving by some restaurant (Mexican?), there's some party and we should buy lunch for the whole party, I think I want to get it here. Some close-ups of different kinds of chicken nuggets: real chicken wings, formed nuggets from chicken sludge, and some third variety.