Lucid Time!

Fragment

The king of England sent me $200, A $25 gift card to amazon com, and a collection of postage stamps. I was opening the envelope while standing in the meadow outside of whiterun (skyrim)

Fragment

I found a pen with a laser pointer on the end of it. I wanted to use it to play with my cat.

The Cat Shelter

I was walking near the seamless tubing factory a couple blocks from my subdivision. This young girl approached me and asked me about helping her to start a cat shelter for a group of stray cats that were living next to the factory.
After she tells me that a number of cats emerge out of a segment on concrete pipe sitting on the ground. One of them cats has bright blue fir.
"HOLY CRAP A CAT WITH BRIGHT BLUE FIR! I thought that was only a myth!"
...
"Nope, no reason to reality check. Nothing strange here."
...
"Nah, I don't feel like starting a cat shelter with you."
I wake up.

I was on my way to school, walking down the road. But there were no cars on the road, just people walking in the traffic lanes as if they were cars. Also the world felt a lot smaller. That or everyone else was bigger, and therefore had replaced cars with their own bodies.
Whatever it was, I was arriving at school, where I came into a big crowd of people. These people weren't walking around the road like cars.
There was this one dream character who I just took one look at, thought she looked too strange to be real. She had like this bright red lipstick and this ponytail that went straight up from the top of her head. (Because walking down a road as if you are a car isn't at all strange.) So I reality checked by pinching my nose. But I wasn't really paying attention and didn't notice that I had just been breathing through my nose.
I proceeded go into one of these open holes in the road that led down into this huge complex beneath the school, where I proceeded to put on a pair of lime green tennis shoes and look for my friends before waking up.

I was somewhat lucid, and I was practicing my maneuvering skills. I was in third person, but couldn't seem to control my perspective. But no matter, this allowed me to better see what I was doing and where I was.
I was out over the ocean. There were these high tech towers with platforms out on the sides of them, set up in a long row. Supposedly this was some kind of course that was set up for lucid dreamers to practice their abilities. Beyond the towers were a couple of tropical islands about a mile away.
So there, I was just jumping from tower to tower. I was doing very well with... this and sometimes was even able to skip a platform or two and glide past them.
I get to the end of the course, and there is my dream-guide. I go back into first person mode. We sit on the last tower and start talking about... heck I don't recall now. (I woke up and wrote down not enough of the key points about this lucid dream at 2:00am by the light of my toy redstone lamp.) But the important part of our discussion was the part that I remembered. She started talking about teaching me "Jumping the Dream". (Is that the new Jumping the Shark?! I don't know. The dream is trying to make some bad joke here, but I don't get it.) I had two interpretations of that phrase. One was literal. Like what I had been just doing. Jumping in a dream. The other one was that it was shared dreaming, as in you were jumping to other people's dreams.
Okay, I don't remember learning squat about "jumping the dream". So I told her that.
And here's where the dream gets weird. After saying to her, "I don't recall learning this" she... er well she did something and I suddenly recalled two more lucid dreams. They felt like they were from the past two days. And here be the creepy part. When she helped me to remember them, It felt like she was the one who had done something to make me forget them.

Forgotten Lucid #1: was where we had talked about "Jumping the Dream". The only imagery I can recall is sitting with her somewhere discussing just that.

Forgotten Lucid #2: supposedly consisted of some kind of practice for "Jumping the dream" I can't recall any imagery.

Hang on. Am I missing something? So you taught me how to "Jump the dream" whatever the heck that means. You spent three nights now where I was lucid dreaming and for the first two nights you bother explain and teach this stuff to me only to do some dream guide hocus pocus and make me forget the dreams, then on the third night remind me of these other lucid dreams that I may or may not have actually had, and make me think that you taught me about something that I have no idea what it is.

What the heck?

I was riding on the school bus with C. I should probably note that the bus was not on its usual route. She was telling me about how she had gotten her hands on some "illegal music" and wanted me to hear it. She got out a CD case as well as a CD player (way to go oldschool.)
We both put on headphones and began listening. The music turned out to be really innocent sounding guitar and piano pieces with no vocals. I asked her why the music was illegal, but she did not respond.

Collection of fragments:

-I was riding the school bus (may have been the same dream) but I was standing ontop of the school bus. I got to see a third person view of myself. I was wearing a black jacket.

-Something to do with seeing a black energy orb with a white band across it.

-Something to do with a tropical location, had a beach and some palm trees.

-Something to do with a baby.

Some of you may recall that I posted an entry called "Mixup Shooter" awhile back. It was about a video game that combined elements from a bunch of other video games. Well I swear I dreamt once more about that same game, but this time, Rather than being single player, I was playing with other people. The game was divided into three rounds.

Round 1:

Somebody that I was playing with stated that we were going to start off slow, just an FFA deathmatch. We spawn into this world that is sort of like a large square grassy feild, perhaps about a thousand foot on edge square. There is a large high cliff to keep anyone from going outside of the map. There are some rolling hills and high tech looking structures that can be used for cover.
I can't really recall too many details of the first fight, but I do know that I played very well and some other players were accusing me of cheating. Though for good reason, My default weapon was this black rifle with this computer screen on it that displayed how much ammo I had left (like the AR in Halo.)

Round 2:

Same map, but now we're on teams. This causes large tower-like bases to appear built into the sides of the cliffs in opposite sides of the map. Also, some more players join in.
I enter my own team's base and find what looks like a teleporter pad. When I step onto it, I am teleported to the top of our base. There are a few windows that overlook the map, and a pile of guns. All of the guns looked pretty much the same, only with minor variations. They were made of this white metal material and had a blue energy conduit running down the sides. (Once more a cool sci-fi design.)
I swap this for my default gun, and it turns out to be an effective sniper. I kill everyone on the enemy team. The match ends and I get more accusations that I was cheating. I try to convince the other players that I was playing fairly.

Round 3:

Everyone drops out of the party, leaving me and one or two other guys who were on my team. They are acting as though they are good friends with me. We decide to play against bots.
We go into that same map again. And I find myself under attack by tiny tanks. (I kid you not this game had tanks that were about a foot in length.) I shoot them and they die almost instantly. But I soon learn you can just step on them to destroy them. I get into the swing of jumping on tiny tanks and crushing them.
We come under attack by these robots with machineguns and missile silos. These enemies are alot tougher and they can take out alot of your health if your not careful. I start fighting them as well, but somehow (even though this is a first person shooter game) enter third person and realize that I am one of these robots. But like an upgraded version that is tougher, moves faster, and has more weapons.
I fight of the enemy robots one or two at a time, along with dozens of the miniature tanks. The final wave has three of the enemy mechs coming at once. I manage to destroy all of them. We "win" the match and my two friends congratulate me.

Lunch with ATLA.

I really need to re-watch this series. I was trying to WBTB, but I lost focus and started thinking more about what I wanted to do in dream control rather than actually becoming lucid. I thought about bending the elements, then went into thinking about this show as the dream started.
So this was an interesting thing, I actually got to see the dream begin, as my thoughts and imagery in my mind's eye became a dream. As the dream became fully formed, I realized I was in the drugstore in my town, but it had been converted into this really fancy oriental restaurant. The image in my head of all the characters melded into the dream and they became real people. (cool) So we had Aang, Zuko, Katara, Sokka and Toph.
We all sat at this big round table at the center of the restaurant. Someone came and took our orders, but we never actually got food. Nobody seemed that interested in talking. I asked why everyone was so quiet.
In turn they each stated some issue with their lives that they had. (Some of these issues were more focused around conflicts that actually happened in the show, but others were more random. Zuko complained about... well it's going to go unmentioned. That unspeakable monstrosity of a movie. He didn't like that it was making the avatar series look bad.) So I guess this was supposed to be some kind of strange fourth wall joke.
I talked with Zuko first and told him that I knew that that movie sucked, and anyone who was a real fan of the show thought that movie was crap too. That was pretty much it, he felt better and smiled at me.
I talked with Aang next. I can't even recall what his dilemma was, but it took me much longer to counsel him out of it. But eventually, he to started feeling better. Sokka's big issue had to do with an inferiority complex. (Like in the show, he's one of the only characters who can't control an element.) His was difficult to talk out of, but I did get there after awhile.
Katara had some problem, but (enter dream logic) the only way I could help her with it was if we talked about it over the phone. So I had to step outside, then call her (because enter more dream logic; Katara who lives in that world's equivalent of the 1800's has a cell phone and knows how to use it.)
So then came the part where I stood outside the restaurant for ten minutes helping a fictional character work out her issues. It was something along the lines of not fitting in with the others. Just as I thought her issue had been resolved, I was going back to see Toph, but I woke up.

Short Summary (because I don't feel like going through every detail): I found a newborn child on the porch of my house, then showed it to my parents who initially thought that it was some kind of joke. After I handed over the child to their care, I decided to go for a walk by myself, and wouldn't you know it, I ran into the mother of the child. So I called my parents with my cell phone and had them bring the child back to the woman, but there was some complicating factor that meant we couldn't give the child back because we weren't actually at the woman's house. We rode in a car for a long time and went way outside of my home town before I woke up.

Edit: Glad I remembered: I am finally working on dream artwork page, and I want to do it as a request-based thing. If anybody wants to see anything from my dream journal drawn, leave a comment or send me a PM.

It's not really that funny. I promise.

Part one:

I am watching some move about a man who is in the military. He is asleep in the barracks, which looks pretty typical of military barracks. He wakes up from a dream/nightmare and decides to call his family over the phone.
He begins talking with his wife, who apparently has just recently had a baby. But then the other men in the barracks (who are trying to sleep and are getting annoyed by this man talking) begin shooting some kind of tranquilizer darts from their beds to make him go back to sleep. Apparently this is some kind of rule in the barracks that if somebody is keeping you from sleep your allowed to tranquilize them.
Despite being hit with over 20 of these darts the man actually keeps talking for a few minutes before the poison is actually able to knock him out. There is some rabble amongst the other men in the barracks and eventually they all just go back to sleep.
The thing about this scene was that it was supposed to be funny somehow, but to me, I sort of felt bad for the man.
My "camera" flies down to the end of the barracks and I end up in my own body. (Great, so I'm one of the soldiers now.) Also time goes by very fast while the camera moves. It is now about 5:50 in the morning and everyone is supposed to wake up at six.
Knowing I don't want to be tranquilized like that other poor sap a few hours earlier, I just decide to lay in bed, and enjoy the feeling, not let anyone know that I am awake.
Eventually 6:00 am rolled around and your stereotypical grumpy drill sergeant came in, woke everyone up and had us do jumping jacks to prepare for the day.

Part two:

I am in my town, but it looks like summertime rather than wintertime. (Here, In Michigan, it is the dead of winter.) I am making my way down the main street of our town when I see about a dozen spherical flying robots pass over me. All of the robots are white with a trio of glowing red eyes aligned horizontally across the front. On the sides there are two circular panels that can extend out and reveal a machine gun on either side of the robot.
So the robots reveal their machine guns, break their formation, and begin terrorizing the town. Another dream character instructs me to run to the train depot. (Even though we don't have a train depot in our town in RL.)
The other dream character explains to me that these robots are of alien origin. He says he know how to stop however. He takes out a communicator device and calls up his "superhero friends".
His two superheroes show up. The first one is a man who seems to have super strength and flying ability. I see him fly into the air and grab one of the robots, then crush it. The second one is a woman who has martial arts abilities. She jumps in the air and kicks one of the robots so hard that it actually breaks in half.
The superheroes get busy fighting, there are over 20 robots attacking my town. The man is continuing to explain something to me, but I am losing interest.

Part Three:

I am in the car with my mother. She is telling me that because there are alien robots attacking earth now, that militarized forces were offering some handsome financial benefits for anyone who joins.
I sort of circle the idea of joining the army, listing mostly cons as my mom tries to convince me. We arrive at my house, but continue discussing this.
Eventually my mom confesses that she already signed me up for a one-day "trial" for the army that is sort of like boot camp for a day. She says that if I like it, I can choose to stay in the army, but if not, I'm welcome to drop out after the first day and we can forget the whole thing happened. We both sorta know already that I'm not going to enjoy it and drop out after the first day.
But then came the thing we couldn't decide on. In RL, I keep my hair long (though I'm a guy), and It's just my signature look. And in the army you have to shave. Er... no. I am not getting shaved if I am only going to be in the army for one day. And this is what we get into our big argument about. We fight about it for a few minutes and the dream ends.

Fragment:

I was at school, in the cafeteria.

Fragment: City Map

Somebody was showing me a map of a city built on a couple of islands. They were in fact showing me two different versions that were a couple decades apart and showing me how the city had grown over the years.

Late For Class,Forgotten PowerPoint,In my Underwear

You know, I've gotten so attuned to the "typical" dreams of being late for class, forgetting homework, and being in those sorts of embarrassing situations, that I was legitimately surprised that I didn't get lucid here.

I was running to get to my social studies class, and the bell rang. It was just down the hall, and the teacher was standing outside the class, he just sort of gave me a scolding look and went into the classroom. For some reason, my walk was real clumsy, and I sort of staggered down the hallway to the classroom.
When I got into the classroom, I noticed that I was hot. I had a jacket on over a hoodie and a t-shirt. I also had on two pairs of pants. I took off both the hoodie and the jacket. I then tried to take off one of the pairs of pants, but accidentally took off both and was in my underwear.
The teacher facepalmed appropriately and everyone in the class was laughing at me.
All of the lights were off and the projector was on (one of those digital projectors that can project a computer screen.) The teacher asked me if I had my PowerPoint ready.
"What PowerPoint?! I don't know what your talking about."
And he tells me that before break he assigned us a big project that we have to make a PowerPoint. He says I can turn it in tomorrow but if I don't I get no points in the gradebook.
The dream ended with me putting my head down onto my desk thinking about how the heck I am supposed to do this project in one night.

Lucid Dream #70: Good Practice

This was an overall good lucid dream. I liked that it felt more stable than some of my previous lucid dreams.

I feel like I just sort of get "plopped" into my school's gymnasium, and my mind was sort of blank. This was similar to the first time I was lucid dreaming, as I got to see the dream begin. So this might have been as I was entering REM sleep.
The gym was ultimately empty, and it actually seemed different than my schools gymnasium, but it sort of had the feel of my school. I stabilized the dream by rubbing my hands together and decided to try out some dream control.
And let me just say that this dream felt way more vivid and stable than my last few lucid dreams.
I had no real plans, so I just wanted to have fun. I jumped, and managed to go fifteen or twenty feet into the air. But I wanted to go higher, so I focused on the metal support beams in the roof of the gym. From there, I was able to start flying in a very slow controlled way and began soaring around the gym.
A bunch of other dream characters began filtering in, but none of them familiar. There was this one boy who was also able to jump relativily high, but not fly as I was. But he kept on jumping up in-front of me, and I would hit him. It almost seemed like he was doing this on purpose. Each time I hit him, I would sort of have to hold him and lower him back to the ground slowly. I apologized and let him continue. But this was getting annoying. We eventually decided to each stick to our own sides of the gym for our activities.
I eventually stopped flying and grabbed onto one of the metal support beams. There was enough room for me to stand on a horizontal beam and hold onto a vertical beam with one of my hands. Viewing the gymnasium from the roof was a rather odd experience.
There was this floating platform that came into the gym with this girl who was trying to look all attractive for me. But for whatever reason I thought to myself that I didn't want to try sexy things with dream characters right now.
I opened a telepathic communication with her and told her that perhaps in a future lucid dream she could visit me again. But for now, no.
After that, I took off flying again, did one more circle around the gymnasium. As I started to lose the dream, I was taken into a third person view of myself flying. The view was from behind and above me, and I was flying forward, kindof like superman. But I had a long black cape and hood on, and had no way of getting a look at my dreaming self.

Side note: I've been trying to figure out what my "dream self" looks like for some artwork I've been planning on doing. Black cloak and hood is a start.

Lucid fragment.

I know that I had a lucid dream, but I have no idea what happened in it. All I can rember was that is boasted some similarities to my last two lucid dreams... just with the general feel of the dreams.

Thieving levels 1 and 2

I had been taken by some thieving group that had to steal these ancient relics that were owned by different people. (And of course, they want me to do the dirty work and actually steal each relic.) Each one was with a different person at a different location and each location was going to be more difficult to steal from than the last. I have no idea how many of these there are in total.
Location one felt like my own neighborhood by the design and spacing of the houses and streets. The other thieves gave to me this Bluetooth type headset so that they could communicate with me.
The first house we were going to steal from, we were going to steal from it in broad daylight while the residents were home. (Yea real bright idea, thieves.) To do this, I had to quietly open a side door on their garage and then open a trapdoor on the floor of their garage.
From there, I had to crawl through a dirt ventilation shaft (if that makes any sense) about two stories underground into this dungeon like basement that they had. The basement was filled to the top with boxes of stuff, and was difficult to navigate, but I eventually found the relic that I was looking for. It just looked like a golden cube about two inches on edge with a sort of circuit board pattern to it.
As I was holding it, I paid attention to the activities going on upstairs. I could hear dishes clanking and people talking. I thought that it might be dinnertime in this household.
I crawled back out of the dirt vent and up through the garage out of the house.

The second relic was stored in the barn of a paranoid middle-aged farmer. The farm was actually behind these rows of houses in a different subdivision in a different area. The area had a sort of arid feel to it, as though we were in a hot, dry climate.
The other thieves had a plan that I would look like an innocent jogger who would sneak into his barn, grab the relic, then run away.
I came jogging along the trail that led by his barn. There were a couple of large pastures for cows and horses. The barn itself, well it didn't look like a classic barn being panted red and white. This one was bare wood, and had a low slanted roof.
I took two quick looks in either direction to make sure nobody was coming. Then went off the trail, through one of the cow pastures into the barn. When I got inside, I was met with a surprise, there were cowbells hanging from strings everywhere. Through my headset the other thieves told me that the farmer would hear these if I accidentally hit them.
I make my way through the barn and up to the second level. I find the relic on a pile of hay and get ready to make my way back when I accidentally trip one of the cowbells. I hear the door of the farmhouse open.
Crap.
I just say screw it and run out to the field, tripping a bunch more cowbells as I get out of the barn. He hasn't seen me yet. I get back to the path and try to pull the whole "harmless jogger" routine to trick the farmer. The thieves explain to me that once I get off his property, I'm safe, and he's not allowed to come after me anymore.
A shogun blast comes from behind and destroys a fencepost. The farmer grabs me. I'm caught, and the farmer takes his relic back.

The dream had two endings somehow.

Ending #1.
After the farmer caught me he just got really angry and began yelling at me. There wasn't really much else he could do besides scold me for trying to steal his relic.

Ending #2.
The farmer had some tradition that every time someone tried to steal from him, they would have to fight his three sons. I had to face them in this small coliseum like location made out of scrap wood and metal with dozens of other farmers watching.
I was fighting his sons, mostly kicking them to keep them away.

Fragment

Something to do with superman fighting a number of Tanks in a downtown/city area.

Lucid Dreams

I count these as two lucid dreams since in some respects they were separate dreams and I actually got lucid, lost it, then got lucid again.

I was at some apartment with S. Supposedly this was in the near future where we had graduated high school and started living on our own. (I'm graduating this spring.)
I can remember getting lucid through the old nose pinch reality check, stabilizing the dream a little, telling S that he was a dream character.
It was at that point that I picked up a ball that was lying around the room. I began to use dream control to do this trick where I would change the color of the ball by closing it in my hands, looking away, then opening my hands and the ball would be a different color.
The other dream characters didn't really seem to care, and for some reason I wanted to entertain them. I thought about a daydream that I'd had yesterday where I picked up a handful of dirt and closed my hand, when I opened it a bunch of butterflies flew out.
I wanted to try the same trick with this ball, it was the perfect sort of thing to try in a lucid dream. I closed my hands around the ball and thought about what would happen when I opened them. I thought I felt something crawling on my hand. It was ready I opened it.
No fantastic butterflies. All I managed to do was change the ball from plastic into putty. I wasn't disappointed however and began experimenting with the putty; how it felt and looked in the dream world. I could tell I was losing the dream and going to wake up.
False awakening, I'm in my own basement. It looks really realistic, but I decide to do a reality check because this looks like a false awakening.
I do the nose pinch again, but for some reason I did it for a really long time, like 10 or 15 seconds. Okay, I'm still dreaming. I decide I want to go outside and practice some more advanced dream control. (I don't get why I didn't just teleport by dream spinning, I seem to forget that I can do that...)
That said I begin making my way upstairs and paying attention to the fact that this dream, unlike the apartment dream beforehand seemed to be much more vivid. I was excited by how I could make out the patterns on the wood paneling we have in our basement.
I get upstairs, and decide to summon some dream characters, or maybe my dream guide for help. I think that the best way to summon someone would be to call them on the phone. I look at the phone list on the refrigerator and all of my waking life friends are there. I can't seem to find any unusual numbers that I would want to call, so I decide to go outside.
S is back and he has pulled up in his car. I decide to get in with him and a bunch of random DCs. We all pile into the back of his car and drive off. After a minute I realize that this was a stupid idea and now I'm stuck in this car, and can't really move, and I'm going to lose the dream. I wake up.

I was in some jungle/rainforest type area where there were these really high tech/ futuristic type platforms built in the area. For some reason, it felt like the woods behind my neighborhood. The rainforest floor looked quite treacherous with fallen logs and a thick growth of ferns. So the only way to navigate the area was by walking along the futuristic walkways.
I am a jedi and me and another are tracking down a sith lord on this planet. The other jedi I was with had black curly hair and a short beard. I think he was my master and I was the apprentice. The sith lord looked like count dooku but with an insanely long beard that went down to his waistline, and he was waiting for us on a large platform.
We all draw our light-sabers. Mine is green; the other jedi, Blue, and the sith lords; Red of course.
We start fighting. But we don't fight for very long. Maybe only about thirty seconds before I use the force to jump about 20 feet into the air. I sort of hovered there and watched my jedi friend get slashed at and kicked off the platform but somehow I knew he was just injured and not dead.
The sith lord thought he had won, so I used the force to push myself down and stabbed my lightsaber right though the top of his head and killed him.
The other Jedi came up onto the platform and we exchanged some diolouge. Then the sith, who was dead was apparently able to still talk to me. He explained that using that move in a lightsaber fight is "cheating" and that I was dishonored. My jedi friend was also able to hear him and told me that it was a fair fight. He then left and told me to stay behind.
Some stormtroopers showed up and (enter dream logic) shot me with nerf guns. I blocked a few darts with my lightsaber which had become a plastic toy lightsaber. After I blocked and evaded their shots for a minute they ran out of ammo.
They took off their helmets and revealed they were all just kids. (Not my friends or my dream characters, just random kids, most of them looked younger than me, 10-12ish age) They told me that these were my nerf guns that they were using.
(RL note, I own a bunch of nerf guns.)
I told them that they had to pick up the foam darts, but they didn't want to. After a minute of my convincing they all begrudgingly agreed to help. One kid started crying and throwing handfuls of foam darts at everyone. I got really mad with him and we started yelling and hitting one another. The kid said he was going to break my leg, and started punching me in the knee. We fought for a long time until I woke up.

Alien invasion dream (in fragments)

I looked outside and noticed dozens of aircraft moving around in seemingly random directions in the sky. A few moments later they all stopped and had arranged themselves in a perfect grid. I thought to go get my camera, but realized that if I did, they would vanish. I decided rather to just watch and see what happened next.

C was in my garage, working. She told me that she had sensed that this was happening and had prepared. She had started building some weapon that would be the only thing that was effective against the aliens. She told me that she needed me to run to the hardware store before the aliens landed and get her a metal pipe: any size, any length.

I was looking online at the pictures and news coverage of the aliens. One of them showed the aliens in a grid like I had seen earlier. The other one showed a picture of the alien ships. They looked something like this. [/COLOR]



Badly drawn alien ship. The brown/tan parts were not wood, but rather metal painted in that color.

Fragment: Lucid Driving

My dad had just crashed his car into the road. I told him it was OK because I was actually just lucid dreaming. I immediately woke up.

Fragment: False Awakening

I false awoke into my room, got up, and logged onto this website in order to begin my DJing.

Something to do with skyscrapers and tall buildings being built everywhere.

Been getting alot of that lately. I did spend a good deal of my middle-school years playing Simcity. Most of the time when I dream about Skyscrapers, it does have the simcity feel to it.

I was spending the summer at some huge Victorian mansion with some other people. There was an old man who was the butler, and a boy about three years older than me. These two were both really nice. There was a girl who lived there that was about two years younger than me.
The reason I was staying here was the girl was having trouble getting along with her older brother, and through the course of the summer, I was supposed to help the brother and the sister get along.
Half the summer passed and I had made little progress. I began hearing a voice in the back of my head and learned that I was in fact a character in a novel and I would eventually fall in love with the sister.
I didn't want to fall in love with her because... well she was a jerk. So, I decided to kill her instead. I murdered her and the dream ended.

I wasn't going to record this dream because I don't really care for it, but it was sort of funny, so I thought "what the heck?!"

I was a character on a cartoon show. (So the whole dream looked like an animated cartoon.) I don't know if it was one from RL, but it was really stupid. At first me and the other characters on the show were playing a video game, but we weren't doing so well so we had to do something creative.
Some of the other characters went into the upstairs bathroom and (god knows where they got this stuff) made a giant ball of plastic balls, put a horse in the middle (so the horse could control it like a hamster ball) and held the entire thing together with barbed wire. (I know, dream logic.) Everyone got inside.
But, we soon realized we were stuck since the thing was held together with barbed wire, and it rolled out of the house and started rolling around the neighborhood of this cartoon universe collecting people like a giant calamari ball. The other cartoon characters asked me for help, I just yelled for my friend. The ball rolled into a lake and stopped.
K showed up in cartoon form and started to cut the barbed wire apart. Everyone fell out of the ball.

I don't care for these dreams, so I'm just going to sum them up quickly.

My family had run away from home, so me my mom, my dad and I were in the woods somewhere trying to build a giant dome out of sticks and leaves to live in. It was coming along nicely until some criminal came along and and knocked it over.

I was at an auto-body-repair shop where I was getting the air filter in my friend S's car changed. i couldn't help but notice that his car looked very new and high tech. Not only that but when the mechanic took the filter out, the it looked very clean and didn't look like it needed to be changed.