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late bedtime, ~1am.
Some tranquilizing herb tinctures before bed (hawthorne & motherwort, no valerian this night).

3 phases of dreaming. Very vivid and present (V&P), "alternate life" level dreams. Some long-term dream signs (returning to city S, reuniting with ex-gf SB in city S) but nothing shocking to jog lucidity.

mental journaling, no recording done until this writing

wake about 05:50 (~5 hrs)

+ house construction, architect family is building it for themselves, massive empty pit with walls dripping newly poured concrete, house will be 50,000 square feet enough room for everybody

then in house, looking out window down cliff, put knee on ground to be safe before opening window and looking out, a screen is there anyway, outside on side of cliff on deck, look at the stone of the cliff it's beautiful, wife's pottery wheel seat [false] is a bowl carved of stone, when she gets up she has me sit on it to keep it warm for her

some guy is drinking too much, he shifts to energy drinks, so now he's both drunk and hyper. Move to other drinking guy's neighboring garden, spray (insecticide?) on on lawn, son is there goes into outhouse, I expect the sprayer to open the outhouse door and spray the son and expect to hear a scream of shock from him, but never happens

+ conflict. performances interrupted by conservative protesters, I get in the way. In the streets, a respectable CEO I recognize [false] gets out of this car and attacks me with another guy. I'm confused, isn't this guy a respectable businessman? He hates me and wants to hurt me, I'm trying to dodge, he's throwing apples really hard and trying to pour his drink (beer?) on me.

I am with some friends and I'm still upset about the CEO attacking me, I'm packing up the Asian meat dishes in take-out containers and throw it away. I say I'm sorry for throwing away their meat.

In a presentation, a young girl moves to interrupt the show, I get in her way and push her back.

In a small bedroom, partially eaten sushi take out containers on bed, girlfriend comes in and I start telling her about the "fucking conservative" guy who attacked me earlier and how I was dodging apples. But before I say "f.c." I think, is my gf a conservative? I can't remember, I don't know how to say what he is without insulting her politics.

phase 2:
+ outside daylight, horse, picture, hug and kiss its head, smell its warm rotting apple breath like apple cider vinegar, avoid its biting mouth

+ house party, wife insults guests by blurting out to me, "it's after midnight, when are they going to leave!?"

+ pizza [dream sign] freezer display, many varieties of frozen pizza offered by a young guy, none look particularly appetizing, he throws some away

phase 3:

+ with ex-gf SB [major dream sign], in her house, I can move in. I can help with rent, what if her rent/mortgate is $2,400 a month, I can pay $1,200. SB is in kitchen I walk in and offer to help her with something, she's putting things away, washing dishes? I find out her knee is cut I offer to clean it for her, she accepts and asks "after that, can you give me a back rub?" I think "yes! back rubs were always a precursor to intimate contact with us." we go to sink it's full of dishes, I pick up and move a pink bottle of pink skin lotion I remember [false] she always used, I "remember" the smell, and set it aside. I prepare a set of cotton swabs soaked in a stinging antiseptic, it is a strange clump of multiple swabs at different angles with a plastic handle. I'm kneeling/squatting near the ground and next to a wall/door/ with a window, I look up and out the window and see a pure blue sky, I think the sky is beautiful and am happy that I am finally moving back to city S [life-long dream sign]
, I apply it to injury ( a small chunk of skin cut out from area just below kneecap) and she cries out as I do so.

flying DO overhead, SB is a terrorist bomber, she has planted bombs in buildings throughout the region. I see the bombs go off and the buildings collapse in on themselves. The entire ground is rippling with the force of the explosions. Her own house is affected by the rippling, so that people think she is not the bomber, but her house is fortified and just rolls with the rippling and does not collapse.

sandwich shop with SB. We arrive at a table (in a food court?) and I offer to go get sandwiches for the both of us. I go in, and realize that I don't know what SB wants to order. I don't want to leave and lose my place in line. I'll order something safe and neutral like a chicken sandwich with vegetables for her. When it is my turn to order I ask for <something?> on an onion roll. I change my mind and order a reuben [true, favorite sandwich]. I see the guy is making it on white bread, that's not right, it should be onion roll. No, it should be on dark rye. The sandwich maker is explaining the sandwich he made to a (Russian?) woman there unhappy with her sandwich. It is open and there are layer of meat, he is using a fork/knife to turn over each layer of meat and name it explaining what it is. Some layers of meat have a raised impression on them, he's naming each kind, the final one is a <something>-salami and is mottled with spots of fat like large salamis. I decide to go out to SB and ask what she wants, she wants a "salmon-something" (in foreign language), of course, I remember salmon slices is her favorite sandwich [false], I go back and order it, I'm looking in the meat display case for the salmon slices but only see things like "fat salmon" (in foreign language) which is almost all fat. The Russian woman is complaining about the salmon slices she has.

+ in museum-like place, I'm throwing a deadly boomerang/frisbee like thing about the size of a 10-speed bicycle rear gear assembly, it has razor sharp small blades around its rim, and it rotates extremely fast. it "thunks" into things it hits. It returns to me and I catch it and kiss its flat metallic top, it is my friend, it's sentient. I place it underneath a table among a set of other gear assemblies, it attaches itself with very strong magnetic force, I will return to get it. Some other guys want to pry it off but I lie and say that's only possible with moving some lever first.

+ floating in water with team including wife, I take off my soaked shirt over my head, and tell my team to strip down because wet clothing doesn't keep you warm and just weighs you down.

+ blowing up an inflatable kiddy pool, there is a huge leak and air rushes out, I think I should find some glue to repair this pool. The pool is ready, there's some kid's party. There's a small little slide a few feet high and the birthday boy climb up on it, it is tiling to the left a bit, that should be fixed. He looks up and me and slides down the very short (2-3 feet) slide onto the ground. He does not appear happy.

+ (f, impression) I'm seeing a NSFW picture of a woman from the behind with her head looking backwards and rotated 180 degrees upside down, I wake up [probably a new dream forming and woken by noise/movement by wife].

+ (f) I'm looking at the skin of my lower back which is itchy [true], I see some small raised red bumps

+ (impression) camping? wet/muddy roads?

+ I'm new on the job in some (factory?) where they weigh things precisely. One of the things weighed is some food, but I inexplicably take a bite of a tray of food with some hot dogs on it, knowing that this change in weight will mess up our readings. I manage to find the willpower to put the hot dog back on the dish.

There's some celebration. The old guys and some new guys are going out. I'm jealous, and wish they'd include me in the festivities. Someone who is not going to eat the party food offers to give me (her?) plate.

I'm watching some anime, still pictures, that I notice when you play in a loop look like the characters are having sex. I'm lying down holding a blanket over the screen so no one will see. A kid from the cubical next to me raises up the blanket forcefully in order to see what I'm watching and I try to hide it but he sees. He crawls under the blanket with me and says that he has some stuff even better, he'll give it to me on a flash drive. I think this stuff is illegal. Then there is some plot to give the flash drive to a secretary who will then give it to me and when I accept it I will be arrested. I'm trying to figure out some way out of this.

DO view of young people talking, one is a young woman who is trying to warn me of the danger of my situation.

Some kind of game-show like situation I'm playing, involving getting the timing right on getting flashing lights to align properly, then the shapes emerge from the emitter, travel along a path on the ceiling, make a 90-degree right turn and merge with other patterns on another track, and go forwards a short distance, takes another 90 degree right turn and moves along another track, back to the scoring gate which is on the same board as the emitter. At that point a score is displayed.
Because of the trouble I'm in with the flash drive, my score of 45,000 is reduced: an animated (moose? deer?) character shaking it's head in disappointment emerges on the screen, takes the 45,000 points away off-screen, and comes back with 4,500 point display, which is all I get.

I'm in the shower with a girl, I'm washing her and drying her off, she leaves to go to meet someone else?

+ elevator

I'm taking the elevator, I'm in an office building and I'm leaving work for the day, a few others are taking the elevator as well. I'm looking at the choice of floors to go to, initially I press "1" since I plan to leave, but then my attention is caught by the descriptions of the other floors. There are bars and restaurants, and one is something like "Cabaret -- dancing girls!" I choose that one, but since I earlier pressed "1" the elevator skips is and goes down.

Then the elevator seems to be just a platform moving between floors with no walls or ceiling. The levels are large open rooms, with differently colored sumptuous materials like marble. A few people are drinking beers at a long bar. I feel how I'm moving up and down, and I think this is great practice for learning to levitate in dreams . I get off on one floor that has a buffet of large fruits and vegetables.

+ druggies

Outdoor urban street scene. I'm crossing the street, and step down from the curb. In the road is lying on her back a (naked? topless at least, flat-chested) young woman with brown skin, a man is hovering over her, trying to get her up but she just flops around unconscious. I "remember" [false] that she is a local druggie/alcoholic and think there's not much we can do.

I then notice a very erratically behaving man in his late 20's or early 30's, dark hair and eyebrows. He is ecstatic and obviously on some drugs. He declares, "I've been trippin' since yesterday!"

A young man (late teens) sees this and voices his approval: "Yeah! Yeah!"
I want to discourage this approval of the drug lifestyle and say "Yeah, until you start barfing blood!"

Young druggy: "Nah, man, I never let myself get out of control. How old was your old man when he was 18?"

Me: "My old man was 18 when he was 18 and never did any drugs!"

young druggy: "Ah, he was old school!"

+ across the river from my home is a campfire we left burning in the park. I can see it clearly. I'm thinking that I must go put it out, I can't leave it burning or it might spread to a large fire. I head out to the bridge to the left to cross over and go put out the fire. I pick up a bucket and I plan to fill it with water to douse the fire, which is growing larger. Many people (30 or more) have called to report the fire still burning. I say "I know, I know." As I approach the fire, I notice that a group of young people across the river have been throwing small shields that look like miniature (1/4" diameter) Captain America shields with a little star in the center. They are arranged on the sand on the ground in a sparse rectangular pattern, and they continue to throw more. I kick them out of the way and they're complaining and say to let them finish throwing them.

+ standing on a country-side building site on a hill. There is an empty lot next to a lot (on the left) with a house standing in the middle on a steeper part up the hill. I'm wondering who owns the empty lot. Is this the place we should build our new country house? There is a large billboard to the right of the empty lot and I try to make out a name but the words are all fuzzy and unclear.

+ (f) some awards ceremony, even though I wasn't born in this country I'm honored with a number of medals/awards given to veterans.

+ (f) son S2 is given a major life choice and he's having a hard time making a good decision

to bed late (1am), with some valerian extract before-hand

+ (f) on the road driving by LHS with people in a car

+ (f) in a (motel?) swimming pool, there are some girls there but I don't have my goggles

+ (f) conversations with some weird guy

+ scenes in an apartment:

walking down a hallway, spot a brown stain on the (white shag?) carpet. Poop? Coffee? I'd better try to clean it, I get a wet paper towel and dab at it. I should probably use club soda.

trying to close and lock a door. Strange deadbolt. Up-close careful inspection. It's very long. I need to screw on a wingnut to try to hold the door shut, but the bolt is getting in the way.

Party. Cleaning out the freezer. Emptying the automatic ice maker, there is tons of commercial ice in containers, that sort of rounded type with a depression in the middle like from hotel ice makers. Each piece of ice has a logo stamped/painted on it. I'm emptying out all the left-over soda into the sink. Except the root beer, I'll keep that. Hey, why not just keep all that soda?

The sink and the drain in the floor are overflowing and the floor is flooded about a foot of water. Manipulating both the sink and the floor drain. Eventually the water starts swirling and draining. There are a bunch of can lids in the sink I see after the water has drained a bit.

I still feel oil on my body from the massage, I'd better take a shower to clean that off.

I walk into a hallway and 3 naked pale-skinned guys are standing there drinking protein shakes. One is my gay roommate. I wish he'd keep this activities limited to his room. I look to the left and there are about 10 more naked pale-skinned guys doing aerobics in the living room.

+ strange bicycle. There are a bunch of them, how can you ride this thing its mass/weight is so high? A friend starts riding one of them around us in circles.

The toddler is scooting around in a little riding toy in front of his parents on a hill. He falls backwards and hits his head on the ground (not too hard). I say "oops! bonk!"

big night last night, long sleep, tons of dreams

+ I'm standing near a tall, wide, jutting granite cliff extending up from me, I stand back and take several landscape shots of the cliff with my phone's camera while thinking about it

+ sexy time with genital-free "girl", she turns into my wife, we go to play tennis

+ following my mom up stairs to a doctor's office where they're drinking and having snacks, I meet another my mom coming down the stairs.

+ I need to test a gun out to see if it will fire, I try to hide it by leaning it up against the curb, then I put my backpack in front of it

+ I'm working in a newsroom, I'm the junior "filler" journalist, the editors lay out a page and tell me how many inches my article must fill

+ in my ex-GF's apartment, her two male friends then arrive, she tells me "you can leave if you want to," one of the guys is talking about his marketing plan

+ in a strange stairwell, I encounter a young girl, then her brother and mother, they're talking in a language I do not understand, then I find the apartment I was looking for

+ a prisoner is sentenced but tries to escape, he jumps in the river and tries to swim to freedom, but he's swarmed with guards and captured.

family drama at bedtime (why always at bedtime?!?!! ) leading to broken night, not trying for anything, mostly didn't sleep, yet some recall in the morning:

+ (f) flying up to a fence, people on the other side floating? over fence and down to ground, something about bees?

+ (f) lying with wife on wobbly bed in the narrow kitchen of former adult home, I'm wondering about the balance, the bed is jammed in between the two rows of cabinets.

+ goodbye party. I'm sitting in some upper level by myself, a young man comes to lead me back to the group, I think this is my goodbye celebration. There is a table in the distance, turns out only like 4 people are there, so they won't miss me much, huh? On the way there I pick up my gift, a sponge on some sort of golden platter? Arriving at the table there are other gifts. I'm wondering how I should greet the people there. There are two women (older) there, and two young men. I get a hug from the woman on the right? and the woman on the left gets down on to her knees and bows to me and is crying. I'm not sure if I should shake the hand of the guys, I shake one of their hands.

+ (f) in the (shower?) I have a really big fat stomach, I think the people on the other side of the glass walls [DS] will see me. I'm looking down at my fat stomach, the fat is somewhat reduced but the skin is really nasty and loose.

+ (f) I'm making a comment to people, and I see a graph with writing and numbers on the wall. I'm trying to make a quick joke about it but people keep coming and asking serious questions, so I'm explaining the graph, pointing out the axes, some numbers have period "." decimal points and some have comma "," decimal points.

+ (f) I'm studying/doing work, (on couch in CH LR), when my mom calls.

+ (f) I'm on the phone with my dad, and I'm saying that I can bring the keys by because I'm still in town

+ My dad is away and has rented his home out to chicken farmers. Chickens all over the place, chicken poop, when they're gone won't the smell remain? I guess they cover the place in plastic.

Walking past a house I think I catch a glimpse of a mouse. I go back to check and another house is renting out to rat farmers. There are rats all over the place. How do they gather the rats up when it's time to go? They place firecrackers up the butts of the rats and if they do not come when called the firecrackers are set off.

+ (f) returning from a trip, I'm trying to decide whether to take the high/long or the low/short (route) home.

this was a night with awareness of a lot of dreaming going on across multiple cycles. Early recall fairly sparse, though, with one exception (graded papers).

+ (f) with ex-gf SB [DS]. We're quite friendly. I pull her in for a nice kiss once while we're standing (in a kitchen?). We may be getting back together [DS]

+ grades have been posted, I see my name and take my graded assignments and look through them. Each graded paper that was returned only consists of the top about 2 inches, the rest was cut away and not returned. I read the comments, I was graded down for IMO stupid reasons. In one case it was because the teacher didn't like the loop indeces I chose for one program. The teacher's name is down on the bottom of one page [I guess at least one wasn't cut] with a colorful smiley face. I want to contact the teacher and get some points back on these assignments.

I'm chatting with a girl classmate about TCP/IP. I ask her if she's read the big book [couldn't remember 'Stevens' author] and she says yes, of course. We agree that's the ultimate book on TCP/IP.

+ bell, F. John, bikini
I'm climbing up a stairway, up ahead hung from the railing at the top of the stairs is a "bell". Someone is striking it to ring it. I closely inspect [DS] this object, it's not really a bell more like a small sculpture.

I'm sitting and FJ is reading something. I realize that FJ is sitting on my leg, and having my leg up under FJ's butt is probably not appropriate so I pull it away. I notice in front of me and just below me is a girl with a colorful (rainbow) fuzzy bikini on, and I appreciate her for a few seconds.

+ driving trip 1: going to Tahoe. Through the mountains, the landscape suddenly changes from fairly sparse open rolling hills to beautiful pine-filled mountains [semi-DS]. The change is surprising, and I'm struck with the beauty of this area, no wonder so many people come here.

+ the book of many books: I'm holding a book with a slightly faded red cover. I'm reading the titles. There are many books in this book. If I open the book I find myself at a new cover with a new title. At one point I find a cover like "The Two Tolkiens" which also includes commentary.

A brief abstract scene about how my mother is attentively taking care of a class of young (kindergarten, pre-school) children, and she's doing a great job.

+ driving trip 2: I'm driving and I enter a freeway with deep drifts of snow, it is dim lighting/night. I'm driving through the drifts and barely manage to avoid hitting some. My wife is saying not to become distracted, keep looking out for <something>. Up ahead the road ends and we're walking, we're passing another group of middle-eastern looking men who are walking slightly slower than us. I pass them on the left, two men move out of the way. Just past them I get the feeling that this may be a musical group, there are whispers that they are performers.

now we're inside something like a bookstore. The group starts to perform?

+ at the PTL (former adult) house: there is somebody visible inside the 2nd floor window [false, 1 story home], an intruder! I climb up and he's a sort of crazy looking guy and bring him out and scream at him on the front lawn, which brings a middle-aged man [false] out from the left neighboring house to complain about the noise.

around the back of the house there is another house on a street with numbers and a sign. The sign says that even those the address is XYZ (has a 9 in it?), that mail to PDQ should be delivered here. The house is actually in a different zip code than what is listed officially.

Around the front of the house our group is getting in to cars. Somone's handling a large elaborate cake. The cake starts to fall apart, people call out not to try and hold it, but the guy holding it keeps trying to get it under control and the more he does the more the cake disintegrates until there's nothing left, except a large glass of strawberry milkshake. I'm licking up remnants of the cake and the strawberry milkshake which are lying around the outside of the car.

+ standing in a portal/doorway with someone else, looking out on to (sand dunes?), a jaguar walks across from right to left, then it comes running to our door which doesn't close properly, I block the doorway with my body, the jaguar has its paws up on my shoulder, I push it back in and try to close the door but the door doesn't seem to fit

+ in/around/outside some house. In the garden in daylight, there are fruit trees/plants, a horse is eating some cherries from a tree. I'm picking/holding a bunch of blackberries, they're mushy and covered with some webbing which I'm trying to clean off. I get some good big berries but there are bees crawling around on them so I can't eat them, I'm trying to clean off the bees, but this squishes the berries.

Inside, conversation with some women. I ask "someone should go get more whipped cream," a woman answers "no, there is some around still, I look on the counters and see a couple of bottles. The bartenders are standing at the kitchen sinks and preparing drink orders, I think.

Some girls walk by, one of which is wearing a sheer see-through top, I get a look at one of her breasts, she has a dark, large areola. I follow her as she walks through the house, to get another view. Then she and another are bathing in the sink, I walk by and take a peek.

It's that time in the recall cycle again: despite knowing that I had a bunch of dreams, the recall is vague.

+ (f) driveway/garage, childhood home ?

+ (f) outdoors, long, trees, fireworks?

+ (f) I think I left my instrument at home, I'll have to go and get it and return (to the rehersal?) but that will take a long time, thankfully I see it under a chair nearby, I'm relieved.

+ (f) climbing down some descending cave-ish/hallway, people all around, teams? good/bad?, food involved?

mostly just interested in rest

still quite a number of dreams

+ rummaging around through childhood home fridge, I find a leftover chinese dish that I think I can warm up in the microwave. I also find some (celery?) sticks with some dark sauce poured over them, I start eating these. My dad has moved the utensil drawer to the living room buffet, I see him placing a fork/knife into its slot in the drawer.

+(f) in the house with college roommates, climb narrow twisting stairs to NI's room

+ playing my instrument, playing other makes/models with teacher, suck spit in, realize teacher played this instrument too, spit it out on ground. Try mixing and matching parts from other instruments together, creates odd sound in certain ranges. Try new instrument and it sounds really good except when you play really quiet, then there is an annoying rattle, I determine it is around the C# key/hole.

+(f) electronics projects: blinking lights, circuit boards

+ playing in orchestra, big solo coming up, I'm walking around, some violin players offer to help me count my measures, I want to grab my music and sit with them but I don't have time, I hurry to get back to my instrument but I miss the entrance

+ in former adult home, big renovation projects going on around the garage, the walls are opened, and they're installing new locks. I see long wooden beams that the locks bore through. Problem is, they've installed the deadbolt handle on the *outside* and the key hold on the *inside*, that's no good, it'll have to be changed, I look close and see they're already screwed in to the wood. Go talk to some guys in the garage corner, up high there is a large toaster oven mounted on the wall near the ceiling, they're saying they use this to heat gloves/mitts. There is some dried stringy stuff like old chicken stuck to the walls of the oven on the inside.

+ in (parents bedroom childhood home?) with friends (NI?), there are piles of office equipments (staplers, paper clips, etc.) on the floor around our chairs

+ I'm rubbing up against a clothed girl, gymnast? I step back, some scenes of naked girls showing it all (x-rated?) to the "camera" briefly, I wake up.

+ on the ocean:
walking/driving along a (pier?), I notice to the left the ocean water is crystal clear, completely transparent, I can see fish swimming [DS] and I call out "slow down, I want to see better". To the right, there is someone swimming in the water near rocks and a boat is near to them and might hit him [DS, personal phobia]. Continuing walking through area with people indoors, there are small pools of odd animals. One is a basketball-sized frog-thing called something (forgot), and another is a baby stingray. I play with the baby stingray for a while and scratch it's "chin" and around its mouth, being careful to avoid the stinger.

I continue walking and reach the end of a corridor at a glass wall [DS]. A few feet beyond the wall the ocean begins, at a depth of about 4 feet, the water is clear but is full of plants like seaweed. I think this is a research station where divers leave the building and can enter the water to observe the life there.

Spoiler for girl stuff:

Returning back, I encounter a girl with short shorts and try to get a peek of her panties

I've left my group behind me and am returning on my own. But I hear the voice of one guy in my group coming up fast behind me. I see him now and notice that he's walking and talking with one other guy who is very tall (giant?) [DS].

+ playing guitar, I'm thinking about the fingering, starting to play a piece with vibrato on the left hand, but the high E string doesn't respond correctly, I determine it's too loose, I tighten it up and find that it is now perfectly in tune with the low E string.

+ I'm holding a baby, I love this baby, its soft warm skin, I think it's my grandchild (?), someone says the baby's family name is <something>, I say "it is also <my family name!". Look down at its face, there is a large red growth in one of its eyes, a woman (my wife?) pushes this thing down into its eye, what are these things in its eyes? My sister appears and says that they are "vacuum channels" in the eyes, used to help the baby eat. The baby opens its mouth and there are strange anatomical things in there.

+ bowling, my small ball is stuck in the return system I go to get it myself and examine the mechanism, can't get the ball out from it, worried about getting my hand caught

+ space ship vs. ground, explosions in both places, I'm floating in between observing the battle

+ work 1: people are complaining that during a personnel review meeting (for promotions?) the meetings always end up degrading into personality bashing sessions, I'm talking about it with them and trying to understand the issue

+ work 2: my director reveals that he's been secretly working for a different company for some time now, that he's very unhappy with the current company, and that the new company is working on a great product, talks about it for a bit and I mention that it is like "company 3"''s product that will go "click click, click click" when it turns on.

+ sneaking up to enemy base, must retreat, firing grenades from launchers while the enemy fired mortars, turning into full Tribes 1 battle with inventory stations

my wife is confronting children hiding guns behind their backs, I yell at her from cover to grab their guns and ammo, by now she has built up a large collection of confiscated weapons

+ force bubble trapping of bad guy planning a plot against the jedi (he could control the standard on/off switch on their lightsabers)

Then we're at a pool table and wracking up the balls. But there are only solid plus the nine-ball which means we can only play nine-ball, but then only two people can play

+ stuffing a letter into an exposed mail bag of a moving mail truck, it keeps slipping out

+ epic at the beach
- address encryption, leading to an outdoor location

- the path there (curved, under trees), some people (older folks) stray off the path and go forwards

- 2-layer false memory, didn't recognize place, which I realized was false, I in fact did recognize the location (but this was a false memory).

- arrive expecting beautiful blue water but the water is 100's of yards receded from what I "remember" and very dangerous waves

- meet JM who does gymnastic bend and sticks his head in to the water and bites the spine of a sea urchin (it's a dare thing that "everybody" is doing these days), I ask him what it tasted like, he answers "like fire." I say "not surprising, it was probably poisoned," "Yes it probably was " he agrees. Then I say I'd never mess with sea anemones, and see progressively larger and larger ones on rocks, which I say are freaky like spiders, with scary long tentacles each one striped with different colors. Then I'm saying to no one in particular how you can't trust sea creatures that apparently are holding on to the rocks, they could at any point jump off to engulf their prey. And I'm telling (my son?) to avoid the huge, room-sized anemone that could eat a man.

- lying in the warm, soft, fine, clean, tan sand with dream bride. "luxurious liver" vs. "luxurious sand" in foreign language

- beautiful new dream bride who speaks a foreign language and I"m learning hers while she's learning English, think of the amusing and perhaps troublesome situations that can arise from language misunderstandings

- the disappointing catalog (burned pages, and the key pages describing how to make money are all missing) and the shrimp lobster (guy says too small, but an old man appears and says he couldn't eat it all in one sitting

- the girls get together and sing a song about living in hard conditions without access to modern conveniences, and explain that this is the reason they completely spend the husbands' paychecks every month

- my dream bride is making her favorite dish at a makeshift kitchen on the beach, using a sort of grinder handle, and out pops porridge with little colorful chunks of dried fruit. Nobody of the group likes it and ignores her.

late:

+ indoor space, I'm thinking of engaging a girl and then walking away, but then I think I might get in trouble, and some people are setting up cameras to watch me

+ in a crowd my bag is missing, was it stolen or did I leave it at home? I feel one guy right up against me from behind and I turn and quickly grab him in my arms and frisk him searching for my bag, he's wearing long robes. I frisk another one in robes, I can't find it. I put my stuff on a shelf, tell friends to watch it, tell them again, return home, climbing stairs I see 3 women moving a heavy carpet (up/down?), I think I should help them but I'm in a hurry to find my bag to I step around them and continue up the stairs.

home is in my childhood home basement, I can't see my bag, I sense an intruder, I see a guy up behind the piano in the shelves near the exposed dirt, and I scream "get out of here mother%^%$er!" comes at me can't dial 911 keeps coming out wrong number 918, 938, finally get it right and start talking but he comes up to me I fall/sit back on stairs he says "did you report the red & blue pills?", then I realize he's blackmailing me, my favorite childhood things, I say "no," then I say "yes, over a year ago, I haven't heard anything else back," then I realize I'm rich as I can then sell the drugs.

+ tons of students outside, they're carrying instruments, they're music students on their way to class

orchestra concert, large group on stage, short piece
4 of my instruments and four bass versions, 2 it turns out are saxophones.
One player is standing in some harness and doing flips and jumping around

+ pets: dog, pet it, friendly but when put my head close it growls, this happens twice. Bird hits the window I cry out hope it's not Hirt I open the window it's the pet owl "owly" I hope up my hand and it flies in the window right on to my hand, it's a miniature owl but with large eyes and large talons it sits there a few seconds then flies somewhere else

+ English speaking women in water and on power yacht, I'm surprised to hear English speakers, I think the boat is coming too close to the women in the water they'll get ripped up by the blades of the propeller.

+ "dream info" paper I wrote for a friend got a bad grade "3+" I'm trying to read teacher comments to see if it was because of the plaigarism or the content

+f in a room/house throw something into a far corner it was a weak row I do it again and manage more strength this time

+ with bf MR again, his mother I thank her for the food earlier
She asks what and I say "the goat stew". Doing stuff with MR

+f an ant/flea nest on the ground

+ chased by some giant/tall alien thing, hiding taking cover, it moves on eventually

+ I'm lying in bed in a small room and my pet pigs enter the room. I'm happy to see them, (they have half-human faces?). I think they'll want to jump up in to bed with me and I block them with my elbows so they can't get in. One comes around to the head of the bed and puts its two front hoofs up on to the bed. It's right front hoof is placed at the base of my throat and it is impairing my ability to breathe. I'm trying to remain calm. I reach my right hand to pick up this paw and move it but it's hard to do. I think the pig may bite my hand moving it's leg. It does, lightly.

+ meeting with fellow renters about the security camera I asked the landlord to install. Landlord put up my hand drawn posters of the plans, why did he do that? On one of the colorful posters I've written "teen girl cam" in the upper right, why would I do that? Luckily my handwriting is bad maybe nobody can read that and nobody has come yet. But an adult woman renter comes and is OK with the plan but starts talking about the problem of alcohol. The stink and the noise. The other renters agree about the problems with alcohol. I'm not against solving the alcohol problem, but I don't want to be prevented from drinking in my own apartment. If not, I'd have to move, and I think about how much stuff I have, packing it up and moving it, it would take several trips.

+ entering the library/science museum, old man (celebrity?) sitting at long desk, I have my laptop but forgot my earbuds, look for and find large headphones among the computers there.

+ thinking about entry counting system, with kids leaving building they must get off their carts, fold them and take them with them as we leave, there is a large crowd, don't worry, they can carry their own stuff. Counting door openings is not sufficient because multiple people could come in at a time, and you can't know about entering or leaving. To fix this, you'd need two doors, one for entering, one for leaving. But that still doesn't work because multiple people could enter or leave at once. This is why places have one-person turnstiles: you count people going in and out separately. I imagined a single count system where there is one counter and the people coming in increments the counter, and the people leaving decrement the counter. But you'd need a special gear arrangement to deal with the problem where people enter and leave simultaneously. Maybe the mechanism could "save" up its signal and deliver it later if there is a conflict?

+ in childhood home, the front door is open [dreamsign], son S2 has arranged his sleeping bag on the stairs, he's going to sleep there? Walking down stairway and answering somebody who wanted to contact my sister, I'm saying she'll be in rehearsal so may not be able to respond.

+ (f) phone conversation, I'm simultaneously listening in and observing the person receiving the call, I hear a female voice speaking (Mandarin Chinese?), saying things I don't understand, like "min tsuh", the guy on the phone is honored at the invitation and will probably come?

+ in a BBQ superstore. People tend to buy way more than they need, they're carrying around huge piles of stuff which they've bought and don't need. Like a fancy-schmancy vegetable peeler? Who needs that fancy thing with multiple levels that drops the peeled veggies on (to the grill?), you can do with a more basic version.

+ (f) food, eating in party in a large open area?