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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.

Yesterday (07-30)

+ wine tasting, I've brought a bottle, so has my girlfriend, I'm trying to smell the wine she's bought but the bottle is not open yet.

+ jumping around in a video game, getting beat down, finally get up to the platform and complete, I'm congratulated by guys saying I've won an ability

+ in a house, pull on a secret control on a shelf activate a secret area, explore, there's a coffin, "hey comes help help me open it", out comes an evil female super being?, fighting her as the double-slashing dagger-wielding guy but she wins, she comes up and hugs you and sucks out your life

+ William Shatner with his head in a narrow tunnel (in a pirate costume?) beating off an attacker?, he and another guy are putting on movies in a back room then kidnapping/torturing one of the attendees, there's someone lying behind the counter, turns out he's alive

Today (07-31) better bedtime

23:23 bedtime

(several early pee wakings before dream recall shows up, just vague thoughts that vanish quickly)

06:30

+ buying shoes, guy says "you bought the $200 <something> you may as well buy the $600 shoes!", selection of fluffy ankle-high slippers

+ invited to Dubai to play a solo concert I'm concerned it's a ploy to get me to an Arab country because of my outspoken views on Israel; putting my instrument together, checking the key action, the top piece is broken I'm trying to adjust it / put it back together, a selection of reeds; I'm playing the slow movement of a famous concerto, under-tempo but it's lovely.

+ playing in a rehearsal, the conductor is all over the place, I say repeatedly, "are you in 2 or 4?! Show the downbeat clearly!", he retorts "listen and you'll hear the downbeats!", see my music (long opening sustained middle Bb) and then many pages of rests (I don't have to play for the rest of the piece), and the music of the 2nd, where there's a pencil marking indicating "1 only" (of the 2nd should play there).

10:39

+ I'm walking around and singing (lovely tone!), forget some lyrics, girl reminds me, "oh yeah" I say and sing them; girls singing in a line, one of them drops a contact lens, another picks it up off the ground and hands it to her, she pops it in her mouth -- how did she know the other one didn't make it dirty first?

+ my cat's trying to climb up / jump to the top of a tall dresser and just can't quite make it, she runs around the walls (I'm impressed by this) to get a head start, and my wife comes and laughs

+ wife asks about where's the little plastic thing that was on the car's wheel, the car is suspended 6 feet in the air we're looking up at it, the wheel/axel joint has a photo camera built-in, I say either someone took it or it blew off

+ terrorist attack: I'm hanging on a corner on a major street with a guy talking, later on we return after the attack started, armed guards shouting in arabic, a single nun in black robes is standing off the curb waiting to be picked up, story of the nuns raped in the bus (every single one), "we were just standing right there a little while ago!" I say to the guy referring to the corner

+ trying to return a girl taken by a "pit of Sarnac"-monster pit with tentacles along the conical sloping walls, two soldier/investigators are getting her back, they're talking to the monster threatening to reduce it to dust and burn it. They will analyze the dust/ashes and find the perfect harmonic frequency of flame to use that will burn it all up instantly. I'm DO floating above and see the two guys standing next to a huge bin full of purple monster dust.

with the girl afterwards I'm holding her and crying, I want her to be back, others are explaining that "they" made it so that you can "gather" many into one person, but once you've done that you can't "scatter" them back into many again, where each person retains memory of the original gathered one, I'm sad and rubbing my face all over her including her chest.

+ need to play in concert, and read a text as well, I'm wondering how I'll do both on stage at the same time. I ask conductor (MSK) when rehersals will be, he says "soon enough"

+ playing music lying on back on ground, the music is a syncopated 8th note rhythm: "DUT dut DUT DUT dut DUT dut" repeated, looking up at white ceiling (in bathroom?), some ceiling spots are dirty with a black spotted mildew-looking pattern, wipe black spotted dirt off, some guy concerned about (gremlins?) underneath us, I twist and turn trying to see what is underneath me and have trouble turning very much

+(f) practicing martial arts in a class, can't kick/land, I'm off balance

+ circular bar, sitting around it with a group, a DV friend forwarded email to forums containing my real name in the headers without removing it, revealing my identify, I'm very upset, and I keep thinking about this for a long time.

Outside in a large open area, I've done something good for a woman, she offers me a choice as a reward of <something> or a BJ. I hmm and haw and go back and forth "I guess a BJ would be pretty cool" but I'm not really into it seriously. We're standing outside and I'm embarassed. We're standing up against something (large chair, small fence?).

Spoiler for explicit sexual activity:

She opens my trousers and starts slurping on my schlong, which is flaccid, I feel it and it's good but I'm just not into it. She's doing it for a while and I'm still not getting hard, and I'm thinking of a way to politely stop her without hurting her feelings "Oh this just happens sometimes."

+ dark, outside, aggressive/angry man throwing rocks at me, I confront him, he's angry and approaches me threateningly, he seems to have an endless supply of small/medium sized rocks in pockets in his pants, he keeps throwing, I back off, frightened, I'm blocking with my hands, I feel the rocks smacking off of my palms, then 3-4 fireman coming from a building to the left, see the situation, rush the guy and tackle him hard to the ground, I'm happy, and make some positive comment about union workers.

+ epic: The Diva:

I arrive at a large building, outside, (there are young hipsters on stairs leading in to the building?), inside, in a row of seats, I sit next to the lovely "Diva", we make out sensuously and I rub my groin up against her leg and feel my self getting hard and think she notices it too.

I notice to the left and above us, 3-4 of my high school buddies (looking like they did in HS) have arrived, I particularly clearly see N and DD. I explain that DD was my best friend in Jr High because one year we had every single class together, from first period through 9th period. I say this a few times and a random DC sitting nearby is amazed.

I'm flying through the theater which is a large open area with tall columns, I will myself to fly faster and faster, swerving around.

I'm in a (hotel room?) with (the Diva and some others/) in bed, closely examining delicate, intricate small carvings from a white-ish ivory-like material. I run my fingers over the one I'm holding, amazed at the detail, say "it's like ivory." One of them is like a fish or bird with intricately carved miniature scales/feathers. There are a lot of little protuberances on the objects.

I'm walking outside the theater, look into a room and see a group of people seated around a table. I think this must be the Diva's/theater's staff meeting. I see a few women I "recognize" and try to catch their eye and nod in recognition to them.

Inside (the meeting room?), the diva's public relations staff is there, they say that I'm the Diva's official 3rd choice (of lover/man) (this is still a great honor). Such candidates must sign an extensive contract, I see large numbers like "4,000,000" there are many words, the contract places really egregious restrictions on the man. I don't want to sign. I see another man holding and reading the contract, he is trying to heavily modify it to be more in his favor, I think if he can do that so should I.

They're telling this man one of the conditions is to wear a small wireless network dongle and to tell them all of the websites you visit, then this device will capture all the contents of these web sites. I do not want to have to do this.

I decide this is a bad deal for me, and I want to leave without being noticed. While the public relation agents are busy with another guy, I sneak off to the end of the room and around the corner. I need to quickly put on my shoes and my socks, but my socks have been modified and I can't fit them on my feet, they've woven extra threads which block the main hole of the sock, I pull hard and break through these threads. There is another strange (bra-like?) plastic device attached to the socks.

I make a break for it out the room and down the hall to the stairway. At the stairwell some people are in my way preventing my progress. I make my way around to the top of the stairs but I think I'm out of time: someone's coming from the room. I see a (piano? narrow desk?) with barely enough room to fit under, I get down in there, it's a poor hiding place, if anyone's seriously looking for me they'll find me, but maybe if they go the other way they won't see me. I see the legs of someone approaching on a (scooter? Segway?), they stop and face me, I know they've spotted me.

(wake up? Think about the dream, and re-enter picking up where I left off?)
The Diva(? or a small girl?)) flies out of the building in a candy airplane (racing other girls in candy vehicles?) through a dangerous amusement park of her mother's creation.
Some of the attractions has her breaking through weak barriers. The girl says this is the first time she's done this. Her mother told her that (it's possible to get hurt?)

Earlier:

+(f) something in a restaurant/club/cafe with people, sex?

Later:

Long series of different short (-ly recalled) scenes across multiple wakings, dream boundaries not clear. Feel like a lot of dreaming once I started to recall it all.

In the backyard of my childhood home, there is a huge ship (cruise) I'm jumping down from the ship on to the pier in the garden, and pulling/directing the ship with a rope, it's a far jump but I land and bend my knees

I'm on a train/subway, for some reason I must collect and go through the garbage, I find a grocery bag full of packages of sliced swiss cheese, I see the cheese with the holes in it very clearly. I say "with all the types of cheese in the world, why does this guy have to only buy swiss?" Someone else comments that swiss is awesome and it's OK to buy it. The packs of cheese look to be in perfect, new condition and I consider keeping some for myself.

I'm sitting at a table with some people, I take a drink from my soda bottle. A black guy across from me wants to smell it, he picks it up and smells it, he wants to take a drink I tell him not to "lip" it, I watch carefully and bob my head around to get a view of his mouth to make sure he doesn't lip it. He lips it and empties the bottle. I'm mad that he finished my drink, and several times angrily demand that he buy me another. We stand up to fight, there's another guy on his side, they both grab forks. The main guy moves in for the attack and I think of using a judo through [don't know judo], I grab him and try to fall backwards and throw him over me, but he's heavy and he ends up falling (on top of, near) me.

computers and friends: lots of scenes of 1980's PC computer internals, a friend's Commodore PET with a green screen (one piece) keeps almost falling off of a high shelf and I keep pushing it back up. I come across an "original MAC" (I know it's a reproduction done by some Asian company), it has a large square monitor. Some guy gets angry when someone unplugged his net cable ("Hey! That's my connection!")

A quick progression of images of my workspace/room. First one fairly large and OK with decent space, second one much smaller and desks much closer, and third one horrible: spots all squished together, no separators, when I see this third space I declare "oh, no!"

I'm sitting at my desk in a new office space/arrangement, there are tall large/bulky wooden furniture separating the work stations, my desk is at located at an intersection of two hallways on a corner, one extending off to the right, another behind me. My back is to the corridor extending off behind me. I think this is a fairly quiet location but if people start using it for walking around the office it could get busy, which would be annoying, no privacy. I stand and up see the work station of other guy, he's tucked into the corner of the building among these large shelves/cupboars/separators, it's a better location because it has no through foot traffic.

I'm gathering toothbrush(es) and toiletries to go have sex with GF, there's a lot to carry, I see a basket and have the great idea to put everything into the basket. This is much more convenient! I pick up the basket, it's unbalanced, and it tips over and all the items fall out, now I have to pick it all up.

In a cosmetic shop, two young girls are standing at the counter buying creams and scrubs, the clerk is telling them the prices of the items ("$48?"), I'm standing a bit behind them, I comment on the scrub and say it's done great things for my skin, the clerk agrees it's good but says it's expensive.

Earlier:
+ At a gym counter, there are several guys standing there, they turn to look at me?

In a racquetball court playing, mostly normal except for the referee in the court. I'm making some great low shots off the front left corner. My opponent makes a shot that goes by me off the back wall to my right, and I can't catch up with it and swing and miss it.

Later:

+ (semi-lucid) flying over seaside development. I see buildings below me. I turn and fly superman style with my arms out in front of me towards the 5th/6th floor of a large/tall apartment building, I see my hands. I intend to enter into a room there. I approach a window and keep on flying phase through it inside, but lose visuals. I keep imagining a room appearing but I lose lucidity.

I'm in a room with ex-GF SB. A phone rings (I think it's my wife?) I don't want to answer it.

+ Bunch of little scenes, no coherent transitions recalled:

I'm outside in daylight walking up a suburban street in hills, I see a car that reminds me of my first new car, I look at the license plate to see if it is my car or not, I think it's not. I ask to my friends if they've ever seen their own license plates appear on a car on TV

I enter home of a friend (I think he's Asian?), his mother has laid out a meal for him (sushi?) on a table, there's not much room to walk by the table up the (spiral?) staircase.

I'm walking down a hill on a country road that bends to the left. I'm walking behind son's gf, she's with her gf, she doesn't know I'm there, I want to say hi but not startle her, at the bottom of the hill I get her attention, she's very surprised / shocked to see me, she gives me a hug, her eyes are brown/green (one each? [wrong color]), she (cries?) wondering where my son is

I leave my car, I've left (a pizza ?) inside, I lock it with the remote from 50 feet away and watch the lights blink. In another place I'm thinking about getting into a car with other people, I walk by a street pole.

Walking by outside on street a baseball stadium (?), some guy set up outside baseball stadium charging for parking/entrance, I think he's a con man and the parking is really free.

At some point I think I've returned to spot of earlier semi-lucid in the distance

+ (semi-lucid)

Spoiler for explicit sexual situations:

I'm in a large open area, a girl is sitting to my right at a desk, I go over to her and whip out my (ahem), she sort of slips down/phases through the desk, I pull her back up, and offer it up for oral attention, she starts, the dream fades, I continue to hold on to the dream and it comes back (yay!), there are others in the room who disapprove, so I take the girl with me through a door to another area. This is a large open area like a park (amusement park?) and I move to sit on a bench. I look and see a stunning blonde girl walking 50 feet away from me, I forget the girl I brought and make a finger hooking "come here" gesture to the blonde and she starts heading in my direction. I think of sitting down on the bench naked with my erection standing up and watching her face as she approaches. As she gets closer I'm standing and she has a dark male companion, and another black guy in robes is approaching me aggressively between me and her, I use a gesture of the hand and imagine throwing them away with telekinesis. (I don't see them fly away but they're gone from the dream). I sit down and the girl begins oral, I'm thinking about intercourse but BJ is easier, she's wrapped up in layers of clothes/a long scarf around her head and I spend some time unwrapping it, eventually the dream fades.

I'm fully non-lucid standing outside in a place with tall iron bar fence. There are attack dogs there. I'm asking their handler/a guard how to avoid them. Some are normal dogs and they're not scary. Then the handler brings in some vicious/weird-looking slavering/barking attack dogs. He says basically you need to find some way to avoid them and I don't think this is very helpful.

+ guy stabs others to death with long knife, stabs me but I manage to escape with minor wounds

+(f) in childhood home dad gets up from the couch and walks by me, naked

+(f) flying around high city rooftops, meeting and talking with people

+ dream boundaries unclear: team-based combat, multiple venues (at least 4), detailed, vivid, complicated rules, very long time, I'm generally a newb in all of them trying to figure out how to play; brief erotic moment with stunning naked girl teammate

Memories of various scenes:

1. Indoors, sort of like a wide open furniture store, the team hot young beauty asks me to throw the (football?) on to the bed to claim it. I throw what is like a cylindrical cushion there, and we jump on to the bed. She goes and grabs ("the football?") from another bed. I'm lying down on my left side as sort of a barrier, and she kneels behind me on the bed. We're both naked. She says "this is the first time we've ever been (together like this?)", I respond "there's a first time for everything!" I reach my right hand up and caress her lower back and down towards her rear, start to feel the top of a cheek and bun, she has a smoking hot sexy tight body, and she gets up and leaves. I can't wait to tell my male teammate friend that I had a "special moment" with her.

2. I connect to an online FPS game, an opponent is flying in the distance and closes to attack. We're trying to shoot each other. I'm changing weapons from bullets to plasma balls, I can't quite get the lead on his circular strafing motion right in order to hit him enough to beat him.

3. Flying above and landing at a scene. I'm trying to pick up the "quake quad damage" power up, but I do not have all of the 4 required ingredients as the device itself tells me.

4. In battle, like in a large high-ceilinged theater. There's an important area up high, but it is forbidden (or dangerous?) to approach above ground, so there are underground tunnels to go there. I'm not interested in going in the tunnels.

I'm in the high ground area, there are large bins of ammunition which consists of irregularly shaped small stones or large gravel. The most valuable is colored blue, and one guy is hanging out by that spot in order to shoot and reload constantly. The advantage of this spot is the huge reserves of ammo.
Some opponents move in, youngish girls, they're shooting me, where's my shotgun!? I run around avoiding their shots and find my gun leaning against a back wall.

I'm done with the combat, but you can't just quit: you have to shoot at a special target in order to leave.

A new session begins, all the expert players quickly run for special equipment/areas in order to get lots of power ups. I don't know how to do this and I'm at a disadvantage, being such a newb. I think about rolling downhill sideways in order to move more quickly.

+(f) playing with a dog

+(f) I give coaches a toy soldier(s), the stand is stamped with a date on the bottom from the 1800's, he and his assistant think it's very valuable.

Epic! Wow what a night, 20 minutes of accumulated voice notes. Vivid, present, weird, somewhat sexy, too involved with the plot to get lucid

+ it's night, trying to find restaurant, only a Whole Foods is open, go in, talk with guy there, leave, see fancy Japanese restaurants, don't want, on bike, return, soldiers sitting at tables confront me outside, enter, I'm part of a two-man team of invincible military AI.

+ (epic!) night, urge to fly slowly up to observe shifting night-time perspectives, see rows of houses on hills, see old Mission, a force repels me from flying over cemetery and causes heart pain, fly through utility area, meet the inventor of the Commodore 64 and start conversation but he's busy, business renamed from "Big" to "Bigger", guy shows me new big exotic/erotic huge mall/bordello, enter, gay sex glitches the alien AI (room cold, like Italy), enter my room, "ding dong" to summon my girl, hang bag, cell phone glitched, wander massively long hallways on skates ("not allowed!"), enter and leave store, see sports store 2nd level, cant find room, leave to parking lot, encounter 2 girls from bordello, they talk to me and multiply into crowd of about 10, founder talks about girl allocation algorithm

+(f) see my mother

+ "tennis" match with older woman, racquet selection, she double faults, I'm ahead 3-0, I ask how many games per set repeatedly but she never answers

+ chocolate chip cookies for the homeless kids floating on the lake, covered pond building where nothing will grow, that's ok, start the plants elsewhere then transplant them here.

+ food counter with girlfriend and a guy friend, she eats my shrimp, huge tasty looking ribbon of omelet laced with salami, eating with fingers with friends, leave, return, skipping /sliding on pavement I'm cheating by levitating, kiss her hand and hold it, back inside she's sad because the staff wouldn't give her toilet paper, guy friend cracks a joke.

+ walking down crowded bleachers, women and daughters geared for event, walk along front of bleachers to another group with female leader, I climb stairs and see tons of guitars, must be guitar playing clinic, I plan to sneak back and crash the classes, see apAnthony Soprano Jr. With lining-bolt shaped guitar, invite him to crash the class with me but he says I'm way better than him I disagree

To bed late again. I'm half-way through the 5th season of Sopranos with my binge-rewatch. I hope I can finish it soon so that I can eventually get to bed at an early hour for better dreaming. Only about 6 hours of sleep altogether, didn't feel tired in the morning and couldn't go back to sleep, I slept about 10 hours the day before.

+ at former work place, talking about the product and how late it is, trying to find my desk on a map
I'm wondering how the product can be competitive when it is so late, the hardware companies have a regular schedule and if you miss the produce decision time you're out for the whole rest of the year. I see the map, I'm thinking of the number "20" for my room.

+ get a ride home (childhood home) from colleagues it's night time, the car comes down S. Ave stopping on F across from HC, there is the driver and one other colleague (PS from R?).

I have a vision of a desk with a tall circular ornamental object, about 1 meter tall with a circular base, it's heavy. We're talking about desk (paperweights?) and I think of and mention this object.

I see in the distance a HUGE construction (built by a titan?), a massive dome like on the congressional building, and huge beams, a hundred feet or longer, poking up at an angle all around the dome in a circle like a crown.

I'm on HC near F, daytime. I'm looking at a car parked up against (through?) the neighbor L's brick front yard fence. Something's wrong with the car, it looks a bit beat up. Some trim is out of shape, the more I look, the more wrong I see. The car now looks bashed up, like something smashed into it. Who's going to take care of this, the rental insurance? I think now that some huge crane smashed the car and the L's fence, it looks all bashed in.

See childhood home from the street, it looks dark, I'm sad, I think there's nobody in there. To the right over the G's house is another one of those massive dome/crown things being built, it's not finished yet. (A massive titan is building it? I exchange a few frustrated words with it about how it will ruin our house?)

Inside my childhood home at the dining room table, seated with back to kitchen, my dad is to my left (but don't see him). On the table is a white porcelain coffee set [false memory] from my mother that my sister chose to take, I'm upset that I didn't get a shot at this set. My sister has also taken my mother's favorite cookbook, with all of her hand-written recipes stuck in between the pages. I tell my sister (she's not there) that if she takes that book, she should scan and email all the recipes to me. I flip through the pages and see some pages with my mom's neat handwriting and get sad.

I look up and see a painting that my mother painted hanging on the wall. I look for her signature and see her full name written out on the lower left corner of the frame in black marker. I see (another, the same?) painting set in a free-standing floor frame on top of a (chest / bureaus?) made out of fancy marble. I don't know how I could possibly take one of these paintings back home with me. I'm thinking about what inheritance items I should claim, it's my turn now.

+(f) helping a woman with a stroller up a hill

+ summary: hike, evading dinosaurs
I'm walking down a wide path in nature, leaves cover the ground, trees are overhead. I'm thinking how much I love backpacking, I'm slinging my backpack on my back while I walk. This is only a day-pack, but I imagine that it could be a full camping backpack.
Up ahead there's a T-rex chasing hikers uphill on a connecting path. I definitely want to avoid the T-rex so I go off-trail heading downhill. I encounter 3 Allosauruses, one is sleeping on the ground and I climb practically right up on to it and it wakes up, another I try to dodge by keeping a small tree between us (and think how futile this is). I keep running downhill and wonder how many more I'll have to evade.

+ summary: in too-small 2nd shower, clingy wet curtain, at sink with mom, razor, false teeth
I'm standing in a very small square shower in my childhood home, I'm trying to adjust the shower curtain so that it is entirely inside the shower so that the water does not run out on to the floor, I try to adjust it several times. The shower curtain is wet and clingy and annoying it is clinging to me all over, it is a full circle curtain. I'm thinking of the other, main shower which is all tile and doesn't have a 360-degree curtain, shouldn't I be using that shower instead? I'm talking out loud (to my mother?).
Standing at the sink with my mother (don't see her but I know she's there), I get a razor out of the medicine cabinet and get my own blade cartridge out, I know this is my mothers' razor but I will be replacing the blade. Something doesn't fit? I get out my dad's razor (which looks like something small like a thimble). Then I'm holding a straight set of a bridge of false teeth, and I'm attaching my own module of false teeth to this bridge, it's fitting right into the existing teeth, I will later remove (my mothers?) teeth and attach my own to the apparatus.

+ I'm going somewhere, but I think I'm taking a side-trip to Milwaukee, Wisconsin (from Madison?) on a plane. I think about telling my kids that now I've been to these places in the US, before this trip I'd not been to either place. The plane is landing in a parking lot, I'm driving the plane like a car and I keep trying to brake but there's not enough open ground and I keep having to turn the plane 90 degrees to avoid the parked cars, I think "there's not enough runway!".

Inside, time to check in to the hotel. There's a very long line of people (mostly young women) in the hallway extending up a stairway, this line will take forever! I walk to the front of the line just to check it out and reach an empty theater lobby, there are closed doors all along a wall that lead in the hall, the performance must be in progress and the line of people is waiting for a break in the performance so that they can enter. I encounter an usher who (tells me to go back in line?) I ask "oh so is that line waiting for the show?".

Walking back towards the line I encounter a girl with a loose t-shirt and small breasts who's sort of dancing around, I get some peeks down her shirt, she's also wearing a skirt and I think about trying to peek up it but don't see anything.

I'm kissing a pretty blonde girl who I think looks a lot like SaJa (friend young man, in PA), I think she's his cousin [false memory], should we get married?

I'm in a (hotel room?) lying on a bed/couch right in front of a big TV and on the TV a buxom girl is approaching the camera and showing cleavage, the shot stops with one breast fully exposed right in front of the camera. Someone comes in my room? I try to rewind or clear the screen. There's a second TV a little to the right and slightly farther away, a smaller TV, it is showing the same program as on the first TV but it's at a point earlier in the program. (I see Kyle Chandler, the actor?)

+ summary: gardening in the commune
I'm outdoors in a garden. A small group of people is gathered (sitting/kneeling) around a line of plants growing. The plants are about a foot tall and made up of a lot of small, slightly curled green leaves, sort of like a tea plant or basil. I inspect the plants and see on some of them there are some yellow leaves, and on the one closest to me a big patch of yellowing leaves. The instructor of the group is telling us this is bad, we must keep the plants clean and green. I'm thinking we're supposed to spend all our time outside watching these plants and immediately prune away any undesirable growth. Someone pulls the large clump of yellow leaves off of the plant next to me. I think the plant will be rather barren after this but it looks pretty good, still.

I start to ask pointed questions about what exactly is a bad leaf. One the plant 2nd from the end I'm holding a giant leaf, about 2 feet long, using it as an example: must the leaves all look like this one? Yes it's freakishly large but is it the example of a good leaf? Does any curl at all indicate a bad leaf? I think the instructors are getting annoyed with my questions.

Me and a friend need to clean the dishes up from the garden, we must leave the garden perfectly neat so that in the morning when the work starts it beings with a perfectly clean garden. We carry some dirty dishes and a bucket up to the house from the garden. Do we have to do these dishes? There's a dishwashing woman I think who will do it. I'm scooping some (soggy bread?) out from the dirt as well.

+ summary: "soccer" and dodge-ball, alma mater vs. arch rival
In an indoor basketball gymnasium on the floor, tons of people, there are lines of competitors on each side. It's a "soccer" game. It's our team's turn to kick the ball in the middle, the last time this happened a big strong guy on the other team (scored?), now our guy (I think not me?) must approach and risk getting kicked and a ball in the face from this big guy. Our guy kicks the ball and it's a score! What constitutes a score is the ball going over the heads of the judges sitting at the desk, within the left/right boundaries. I watch the ball fly over several times as a replay, at first I see some goal boundaries and think we really missed, but the line of judges seems to extend beyond these boundaries so it must have been a good goal.

Down on the far end of the gymnasium is a game of dodge-ball, my alta mater vs. its arch-rival school. A girl on the opposing team approaches to throw, she's tricky, her head position/ gaze is a fake out and the throws towards me. I reach to catch it but the throw is very fast, the ball lodges between my shoulder and the shoulder of a teammate standing right next to me. I take the ball to throw and I think I'm going to get a really powerful shot, I notice the opposing team seems to be all girls, I throw the ball and someone on my team hits my arm just before the shot and my shot is weak as a result (and is caught?).

~Dreamer~ would be proud, the "main event" of last night was a 15+ minute vivid dream about cleaning toilets and scrubbing the filthy tile walls of a public bathroom

Recall of dreams #2 and #5 only came in after about 45 minutes of recall and dream review.

+ in a house, party, big house, it's my house, large well-decorated rooms, I'm walking around and get mixed up where I'm going, I think people will be impressed with my house; best friend MR arrives knocking a long time on the door

+ with people choosing a location: we're now in the American south west, like Arizona: wide open vistas, a long line of distant rocky bluffs fill the horizon (visually really stunning), I say I really like it but it's too dry/desolate, then I fly up in the air to get a better perspective and the plot changes to some chasing theme.

+ at a gas station [DS], chewing out my team they're not cooperating, all of a sudden my former boss arrives I instantly recognize her (looks completely accurate), I'm quite surprised, I say "no no I'm not talking about you", then we hang out eating a picnic off the roof of my car (large chunks of thick steak), I'm concerned people will get upset with us for hogging the position by the pumps

+ (vivid, long) we (wife and I?) locked ourselves inside a public bathroom (at the gas station?), I'm scrubbing the toilet, the filthy tile walls with scotch pad, I see each tile as I clean it, some of them have pictures of famous people's faces, I'm trying to choose a scrubbing pattern to get the entire wall clean, we'll have to rinse off the soap foam, the toilet has been repaired with deep red caulking that makes it look like it's covered in blood I think this is really strange, there's a toilet mounted vertically on the wall (so that the bowl points down towards the floor!) that I open up and a huge cloud of ass-gas fills my nostrils it smells like someone who had been eating nothing but chorizo burritos for a week took a massive dump there, the vertical toilet is covered in dark red heavy oil, the floor toilet is clogged by a massive turd I keep trying to flush it down, trying to find something to force it down, it eventually goes and I flush once more wondering if it will go down or overflow; they're knocking on the door, we'll have to let them in?, they point to the structure across the street (through the walls?), the floor toilet bowl is now is filled with a little model version of a classical (Roman?) building with marble columns, I point out how I've cleaned the walls and how you can see the pattern of bright/dark tiles where I've cleaned.

+ talking with a guy who's wearing a company badge with his manager's name (ShCl), the same one I worked for at a former company, I see ShCl sitting at the end of the table, I keep asking him when he worked there (dates) but he doesn't answer, it turns out we worked on the same project for the same manager, and potentially even at the same time, I sort of see/remember his name.

Bedtime supps experiment went bad (again), poor rest, most dreams vague except last

+ beer party: I'm inside, outside on a patio in half-light are a bunch of people milling around. I want them to have some beer. I give a guy standing outside a baggie of beer (I hold it in my 2 hands, look down and see the liquid in the baggie, and hand it to the guy). I think he'll share the beer by pouring into people's cups, but instead he dips his fingers in to the beer, and flicks his fingers in people's faces spraying their faces with beer, he does this several times. A friend inside brings me to the good beer, he says it's name "<something>(green?) <something>(four?)", he pours me a glass and I start to drink, I go to top it off, and flick the opening switch on the keg (which is clear you can see the beer inside), and the keg explodes, covering me and the area around in foam. I'm startled by this.

+ brilliant kid code: people sitting around a table working on (encoding? decoding?) a message, led by a brilliant little kid, at first I think I understand everything, then the more I look at the messages the less I realize I understand what's going on, I realize that the words are phonetically spelled out words in Chinese and give up in disgust.

+(f) whose sports equipment (running shoes, racquetball equipment) are these, mine(?) I see running shoes made out of strands: the shoes are not solid. The shoes have flexible heels, the shoe material lifts up from the heels when you walk. A guy is talking about how he tested out and tuned the strings of a racquetball racquet.

+ walking around outside at night, observing asphalt covered streets with hinged rectangular pieces of asphalt covering up humming water pumps working below the surface. I go inside, someone's following behind me, I close the door before he gets there, I'm in an all-male computer club/house, the guy behind the door gives his name (or another club member tells it to me [forgot name]). I'm walking around looking at the club's bedrooms: I see a horizontal bar on a wall from which a bookshelf/shoe shelf is hung, I enter and set up my room, unroll bedding, there's a larger bedroll by me and a smaller one (white/black/zebra striped?) in the far corner, there is a closet in the room, and I have things also hanging from horizontal bars high on the wall. I'm a big self-conscious that I have a room to myself, other rooms have 3+ beds in them. They come in and say "hey why do you have a large room to yourself?" I say that I'm new, that probably someone else will be assigned to this room too, later.

Awesome night full of flight! Almost every dream a flying dream….wow! Finally, a dreaming night worthy of my name!

+ flying/gliding, arms extended out "glider style", cupping the air in my hands, building up speed flying down then "pulling up" hard into almost-loops; fantastic amazing ski-jumping: hundreds of feet high and long, with friends including the cool beautiful girl, high-fiving each other in the middle of the jumps in mid-air, I'm doing awesome ski crosses and re-crosses; riding the tram back up from the base

+ with parents at childhood home: I show them I can fly: I do this by having them stand next to me, closing their eyes, then I levitate up into the air and say something, they will notice the sound coming from a higher altitude than if I were just standing, I feel like flying before bed-time, I want to fly up to my open bedroom window from the deck below but don't want others to see, I'll just fly right in later; amazing open vistas with flight (vague)

+ trapped on the bus, evil bus driver: my (false memory: Asian) family (mother, father, sibling?) is there. I want to get out. I open a window (old style school bus: two clamps one on each side at top of window), but it's too close to the bus driver and he closes it. I then open a window farther from him and I escape out the window. I jump into air to fly but stall right away just off the ground: I can't move [I'll get caught!], end up on roof of house nearby and the neighborhood kids come and hang out up there with me

+ hanging out with rich family in large room, the mother comes and carves the head off of the huge roasted pig against the wall, that's all she wants. I'm standing right next to it and I see it's roasted carcass, all the insides/guts have been removed. I see it's a female pig since it has "breasts", I closely observe the rest of the pig carcass: feet, chest, buttonhole ["you could carve that off and eat it if you wanted to! Ew!"], privates [yup, it's a female], a butler comes in and says "OK about time to start cleaning up this room"

+(f) flying fragment (perhaps start of next dream): in a vehicle, driving by deep gulley, urge to jump out and fly [DS!], I'm "stuck" on the landscape but I jerk myself free and blissfully glide over the landscape

+ flying again [woohoo!] at L.H. again swooping down gaining speed, and pull up high into near-loops, there are people on the ground, a bit tentative to go over to them where they'd see me, some see me anyway, I show off a bit; I'm on the ground with my [False] "Asian family," [I've been watching too many heart-wrenching Thai public service videos] the father is saying that in the morning, it's good to go out for a swim (but I want to fly?)

+ flying above the L.H., I land on its rooftop, hear announcement for a "Python" seminar(?), see girls inside L.H. though a window, and want to go to them, get semi-lucid, I jump down to the ground outside the entrance, and and think briefly about my legs because it's a long way down but they're fine, I feel the landing, I make myself invisible by making a two-handed gesture where I put my hands together in front of my face, and pull my hands apart in a straight line away from each other quickly. I then enter the building, and a guard closes a gate in front of me but I phase right through the gate. I'm now on the hunt for girls, I see people sitting around at exhibits. I keep my body incorporeal and invisible, but manifest my hands, and much fun sexy-contact ensures including full-on brief sexy time; transition to best friend talking about the "two-way channel" which I think refers to the v-jay.