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2015-09-04 23:06 bedtime (yay on time!)

2015-09-05 07:00 final wake for the day

1. crazy baseball
I'm standing behind home plate and am watching a play in progress. The whole field is in chaos, the players are running around like mad to and a fro. This chaos leaves home plate undefended. My runner who was on 3rd is now way out past center field. I want to send him an SMS on my phone to tell him to run quickly home to score, but I don't have time. He eventually does run home and score?

2. fighting in trees, awesome maneuver; projector & hard drive
I'm climbing a tree with a partner/teammate in a combat situation. He/we make an awesome jump to a nearby tree where we simultaneously hammer in several very long nails, creating a crude ladder that we use to position ourselves perfectly. My teammate has a bow and shoots 4 shots at our opponent in another tree. One shot to the left, one to the right, and two in the middle that "chip away" some material. These are great shots. I'm hanging precariously from a branch by my arms and I ask if I can get down now.

In a small room, sort of cavelike, two guys are there. One guy is projecting a video on to a wall in the middle of the room. I try to find the projector, it is a small device attached to the wall (which is uneven and has a small cubby there), aimed at a small mirrors, which then projects on to the wall as I see.

I'm concerned about the hard drive containing the video footage of the awesome tree maneuver, the projector guy says something about it.

3. girl pictures
I'm in an indoor (office?) place, lying on the ground on my back with my head arched looking behind me and I have a camera. There are a series of (3?) hot girls who come into the room and I take a picture of each of them. I think I want upside down pictures so this is why I'm lying like this on the ground. I think for a moment that I could just hold my camera upside down. I see each girl through the viewfinder/screen and take a picture of them, with the camera making a shutter-sound each time. The girls look at me after I take each picture and indicate their disapproval.

4. window screen -- burglary?
I return to my room and see I left my sliding window open. I'm concerned if any burglars came in. I come up closely to the window and inspect the window screen. I see that it appears to have been pulled away from the window frame in the upper and lower right hand corners. I keep looking at it to try to see for sure if it was opened from outside. I get the idea to check my things. I turn into the room and see one laptop across the room partially hidden under a pile of clothes, and a second laptop on/near the bed, apparently undisturbed/not stolen. Again I turn to the screen. I'm trying to adjust it so that it fits snugly against the window frame. There are some strips of cloth on pulleys that you can pull to tighten the screen, and I pull these and the screen seems to even out again. My wife says "<something> the prayers of the <someone>".

5. movie filming, guy in suit; guy with white wafer cookies
A scene from a movie where a man was putting on his suit in front of a mirror. The camera man was standing directly behind him in a doorway, the scene was successfully filmed in a single take.

I'm standing over a sitting man in some room, I see he has a large pocket filled with waffle/wafer cookies. I know these are bad for him. I pick up one and take a bite. I tell him not to eat these things with processed ingredients, & they're loaded with sugar. He's not interested in my advice.

6. (f) return to awesome tree maneuvers, climbing stick ladder
I'm back around the tree maneuver place, there are lots of kids trying to climb up a very rickety crude ladder made from thin sticks.

7. (f) girl hanging off of driver door while car moving
I'm in the passenger front seat of a moving car, I'm looking out the driver's window, there's a girl standing there, holding on the window. I think she may fall off or get hit by something outside and get knocked off.

8. (f) new (card game? comic?) character, very powerful: Malfoy's Dad
(My kids?) tell me that there's this new powerful character with lots of abilities. It's like I'm looking at a trading card or a card game card, there is a (rotating?) list of his abilities. I see the card and the character looks like the actor who plays Malfoy's dad in Harry Potter.

9. outdoor jazz piece, bass solo
Outdoors, busy urban location like a downtown store area with lots of people walking around. There is a band setting up to play a piece. I stop and stand nearby to watch. I know that the piece they're playing is a (electric) bass solo piece. The bass player is in front of me across a small space, and the keyboard player is to his left. I can see and read the bass player's sheet music. There is an intro line where he only has one note (quarter note on the first beat?) per measure. Then the solo begins on the second line, lots of triplets of fairly high notes. I see the clef marking is a bass clef symbol and I think this is appropriate because he's the base player.

The piece begins. I also see his first note is a middle "G" and I hear this note in my head clearly. The note he plays matches this tone. I'm nodding my head to the beat as the musicians play. The bass player glances my way and sees me reading along his music. The keyboard player also glances my way and sees me really into the piece. I think they acknowledge me as a musician, and they may even ask me to come play in their band.

The bass player is actually playing his notes on a keyboard and I think this is a bit odd.

Still recovering from the end of vacation and the travel home. Turbulent take-off on the plane, the pilot was rough during the taxiing, I was in the very back row which I've noticed tends to really feel any shakes.

Not bad dreaming but recall poor. No night-recording hurts unless I'm really caught up on sleep.

earlier:

+(f1) foot racing, many scenes of racing/running, against boy scout friends(?)

later:

+(f2) the guy likes to walk his dead dog. He keeps its (bloody?) pelt around his house and takes it outside. He sort of squeezes it so that it moves like it's alive. There's nothing underneath the fur and no eyes in the eye sockets (can't see this but I know it).

+(f3) film festival, I'm putting on some movies for friends outside and I'm selecting the movies, moving around in groups outside

+(f4) I'm waiting for my parents to arrive, I go to the front door and see a note in my mom's handwriting that they came by earlier but nobody answered the door. I'm sorry I missed them and I'm upset that it was so noisy inside that I didn't hear the knocking/ringing. Maybe part of (f3) film festival.

+d1 Playing Quake-like FPS against big strong monsters/demons. I'm running around like crazy trying to avoid being shot while looking for the strongest weapon to use against the big bad CyberDemon (which is pink?). Chain gun? I'd have to hold aim for a long time while avoiding his chain gun. Rocket launcher? I could do rocket jumps(?) with it. I run around in loops picking up spawned ammo and weapons.

Analysis:
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Presence very low, felt "far" from the dreams. Probably still tired. I'm trying to adjust my schedule so that I go to bed and get up at regular times. Trying to spend more attention to waking life responsibilities. Some work stress. Need to pay attention to waking life closely so I'll do the same in dreams.

Misses: dead dog, my deceased mom, English language conversation, active in large groups of people, FPS computer game

Practice:
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Day practice: being aware of my awareness.
Night: nothing, light intent at bedtime, fell asleep instantly, very tired from short day yesterday.

earlier:

+(f) I'm waiting for public transport. It's outside, and there is a multi-level interchange, I'm on the upper level. A train arrives and people board, I'm approaching but I think I'll have to wait for the next train, I wait for it to leave then go downstairs. I'm in an entry sort of area with a lot of close doors. Some older cleaning women are there, on of them is right behind me sort of in my way.

later (alarm)

+(f) at a grocery store checkout stand [dream sign]

alcohol (against my will) before bed, and chocolate,
bedtime OK but late-ish

+ I'm looking at a colorful bird that's running around in a creek area under trees (a friend is trying to catch it?), it's going back and forth. Then I see it is a colorful pig/bird, a pig with feathers and birdish features, standing right next to me. I "know" the pig/bird thing can be dangerous and aggressive so I stay quiet.

+ boy who fell on the knife. It was a stick with a metal knife and a white ceramic blade attached as a crude spear. I'm concerned and go to see if he's bleeding. I'm holding the broken white ceramic knife which has a jagged tip (it broke off in his body?), he thinks I'm coming to stab him but I just want to see if he's bleeding and if the knife tip matches his wound

+ soldiers in big weird hazmat suits are walking through our area looking for (criminals/terrorists?) There are 3 big weird suits. A trainer not in a suit is covering them, they need cover otherwise an enemy could sneak up on them and shoot them at close range. Should I put my hands up as they walk by me?

+ at the childhood park basketball level [dream sign], a number of scenes and returns:
I find myself on the basketball level of childhood park, there is a low fence in front of me, I'm at the far and by the drinking fountain/sloped hill, for some reason I decide to run, jump headfirst over the fence and bellyflop onto the asphalt. I do this and hit fairly hard and feel like I get some scrapes. Then I see a (boar?) running at me and I turn to the left and run with strong legs (I have been training) up the hill quickly. Back on the ground a wild dog/wolf is running at me and I think about timing the sword blow to hit its head (will its skull be too hard for the sword?)

The evil guys are plotting to kill people. The girls come and say they've brought the flowers. I walk among the flowers it's like a florist shop.

I'm playing basketball at the best (most level ground) shooting hoop (just shooting). I have my red, white, and blue basketball [true]. A friend takes a shot from far away and misses entirely. I give him a two-handed bounce pass that ends up going a bit to the right, but he catches it and passes it right back to me, he doesn't want my help. I think he's not doing it right, that far away you need to take a step to add momentum to your shot. I try the shot and I think I"m cheating by taking one too many steps so I'm too close. I throw up my shot and it also misses (it hangs in the air?)

A building on the sloping hill behind the basket sucks up the basketballs? A truck with a long thing (missile?) backs up to the basket, blocking it, I complain and the driver or someone else explains. I command/TK that my basketball comes back to me, hold up my hand to receive it. Two orange basketballs come but they don't land properly in my hand. I say, "No! Deliver my red white and blue basketball, and right to my hands!"

I walk to the entry (sloping road) side of the basketball level, my son is rolling a jet-ski slyly, it's one of his pranks he's stealing it?, he goes up on an elevated level and starts it up, it sounds like a motorcycle?, people are watching and grinning?

There is a high cube-shaped room in the air in the bike-rack corner, it's almost directly over me. A round hatch opens and a I see an object coming out. It is a huge heavy weight that falls right down and completely flattens the guy next to me. I run away, and I think someone is projectile vomiting behind me because of the squished guy. I hide[dream sign] in a high enclosed nest by the exit road corner of the level, one of the plotting guys is driving below me in a car, I think my hiding place is not sufficient[dream sign].

+(f) with my kids as they were small, contemplating the time when I'd be able to hold conversations with them

+ I'm standing on the street outside childhood home, I notice that the neighbors to the left have considerably raised their roof up to about 3 stories tall. It seems to be on an adjustable (hydraulic?) system that can go up and down. My home has also been built up a bit but not by as much.

I notice a new amazingly complicated traffic light has been placed at the corner. I point this out to my wife "Look, look at it!". It has so many signals of different types that it's really hard to understand. I see it cycling through red/green very quickly, and making odd flashing combinations. I see a red left arrow at one point yet cars coming down S are turning against this light. At the intersection there is a rectangular area on the ground painted in orange/white stripes, this area is related to crossing guard arms that come down.

+ (old?) multiple computers, a guy is playing a game called "King's Quest" with weird controls on the screen

+ the clubhouse, leave, return, who will take care of the pets, trying to find a place to avoid detection in the big white room. There is a cubby against a far wall, but it offers no adequate hiding places. I think about the place nearer the door, that this offers the most hiding opportunities, but I'll still be easily discovered.

+(f) outside in a group/club

+(f) with old friend NI, he's not very friendly

+ huge club for very talented children, all hyperactive boys, they're everywhere, running around and doing various antics. I wonder if there are any girls here. I do see one, but she looks weird: I see that she has just one central very large eye on her forehead.

+ I enter a room, a long table is there (extending left and right), along the opposite side are a number of people seated along it. They are dressed all in white, and their faces are painted & powdered white. Some look at me with a surprised/challenging look like this is a secret gathering and I'm not supposed to be here. A woman (older) is naked, back to me, butt on the table, she's having intercourse with the guy seated there.

Spoiler for sexual theme:

I look forwards to when she "pulls up" so I can get a view of her (ahem). She does raise her butt up but her sexual organs are unappealingly highly swollen to bizarre size

, I move on around the table and to the next room.

There is another table there with people seated along it, I walk around behind them eyeing what's on the table. I notice platters of small round thin cookies. I grab one after hesitating for a bit and eat it.

Farther along I see another long table and people dressed in casual clothes seated at computers. This must be the control room for the bizarre white banquet/orgy party. The people look like computer geeks. There is a woman manager standing there. One of the white banquet guys comes in and the manager groans, anticipating another outlandish request. But the attendee just asks "can you make the mashed potatoes thicker, please?"

+ walking through industrial maze-like area, tall corrugated metal fence/walls all around me. I think about asking directions to the "???" place where I'm going where I know my friends are. Passages go here and there.

I notice at the level of my head a door, small, dilapidated, narrow, and think this is the door to my friend's place. I open it but all that pops out is a bar that falls to the raised area behind me. This is the fold-out step that allows you to climb up, so I do. I tuck it back away once I've up, not into the door but just a fold-out thing from the opposite wall now.

I'm on this higher columns that are sort of swaying, it's hard to maintain one's balance. Up ahead is a wide open flat area below, I think how to get down there but I automatically zoom/glide there, I aim for a couch so as to land softly. I walk out of this area (and the people there throw books at me?)

I find my desired destination and enter, but I realize I don't recognize anybody. It's a big party and people are dressed and made up, I notice a woman with a striking appearance.

I realize the people are all slightly taller than me, I think I must have gotten old and shrunken a bit.

There are a guy and two girls messing around. One guy and girl are holding the other girl and dipping her limbs into a series of pools.

The guy dips the girl's leg in one and says "Toxic!"

The girl holding the girl dips her limb in another pool and says "Toxic!"

The girl being dipped dips her own limb in the next pool and says "Toxic!"

Early alarms, wine before bed = bad recall. Dreams were longer, but just tiny fragments remembered.

+(f) in a busy office, pushing tons of paperwork around, a lawsuit?

+(f) one (or two?) of my ex-GFs as younger girls on TV shows, faces distorted & wrong, SB was not accepted

+(f) the guy was jamming on the improvised guitar in the boy scouts(?), I hear another patrol call my name they need my help

+(f) young boy (midget?) grocery store checkout clerk helps be with my items

+

Spoiler for sexy time:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pretty decent night, with @5 hrs recording + WBTB

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

WBTB

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

+(f) something about elevators

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Two nights ago:

afternoon nap:

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

night: sick, fever:

+(f) the grad school colleagues recognize me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

melatonin hangover semi-epic:

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

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

later, BTS victory:

+ sister, semicolon

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

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

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

earlier:

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

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

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

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

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

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

Something about the string section?

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

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

later:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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