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Shaky recall continues. Let's move on to the classic of the day.

Sam Farha's Gas Station
Date: December 5th, 2009
Lucid: No

So yeah, I was in front of a gas statiion. There was Sam Farha (a poker player), who seemed bored. He was with a buddy of his. He also seemed to be the owner of the place. They went inside the gas station. I decided to follow them.

I would have wanted to ask Farha, whether he'd want to coach me (I played poker back then), but as I was closing them in they turned into couple of my old school friends. I am a bit disappointed at how I can miss such an obvious dreamsign. The buddies went to sit at a table and I joined them. The other one instantly asked:
"Jakro, what do you think, do you think I should win the Entrepreneur of the Year of Orivesi -Award?"
"Umm... I don't know, I haven't really followed entrepreneurs in Orivesi, but if I had to vote, I'd vote for you", I answered. Good answer, man.

The waitress brought us the menus. Other one of the guys had a clear idea about what he'd order, apparently he had been there before. It was some kind of tabasco or something, that he ordered. I on the other hand wondered whether I even have money to buy anything. I dug out my wallet and had a memory, that I'd have 30 € there. But no. Woah shit, it was loaded with monies! I even tried to count it, but there was too much, so I just concluded that I had no worries about that.

However, this got me paranoid, as everyone saw my wallet overflowing with money. I started to fear for pickpockets and couldn't relax. Mo' money, mo' problems. Another worry I had was that I couldn't remember why I was there. I figured out I was going to some meeting, but I didn't know when it was, and probably not where either.

"I'll order soon", I announced to others, "I'll just have to make a call." I tried to find some guys number on my phone, but there wasn't any. I even accidentally connected internet and then somehow thought I was calling somewhere.

In the end the call didn't happen and somehow I ended up in the internet, but not with my phone. It seemed like I was at my own computer. The site I was on seemed suspicious and I was remembering something about some scheming going on in these kinds of sites. I noticed that there was an email from the guy, whose number I earlier was looking for. The title of the mail was: "Details about da meeting." I'm not kidding, 'da' was used constantly in the e-mail's content as well. Seeing this, I decided that fuck it, I'm not going to any meeting.

I thought about rejoining my buddies to eat, but in the end I somehow teleported to home. In my home's yard there were two, huge dogs. I didn't know them and they were barking like hell. The situation seemed threatening. There was also a third dog, but it seemed non-threatening. My mom just shouted to the dogs a bit and they retreated.

Ironically, after 31 days of recalling dreams and a first full month ever for me, I lose the streak right on the first day of February. Too bad. The streak is gone, so maybe I'll finally have a lucid dream for a change this month. Barren streak now extends to 46 days.

Anyways, let's delve into another "classic". This is a really short, but has enough curiosity factor to make it here.

Cristiano Ronaldo Smackdown
Date: November 13th, 2009
Lucid: Yes

I was in what seemed like a football (soccer) field. It was dark. Cristiano Ronaldo was there as well and we ended up playing against - but not soccer, some other game. He grabbed the ball on his hands and made a supernatural jump to the other end of the field. He threw the ball while in air, but he had jumped too high and it only hit the crossbar. This whole time I was already lucid, the dream had pretty much started that way.

The match ended up being more like Smackdown than any other sport. I was beating Cristiano up at some point. My buddy Tomi emerged from the woods and joined up in my side. I was pretty excited.

Unfortunately there isn't more that I remember.