non-lucid

The day before yesterday I had zero recall/too lazy to remember to write it. Last night however I did remember a dream:

I'm in some sort of church with my buddy Phil. It's very empty and there's only a few of us per pew sitting around. We're all kids. A man is walking up and down the aisles telling us to perform some sort of psychic test. Our first test is to lay back and go to sleep while staying conscious (Ie: lucid dreaming! I don't know why this didn't kickstart me to being lucid.) and in my dream I do it and I get super excited.

Flash forward to Leah and I walking down these steps into a sort of greasy basement/kitchen. We walk around and as we are doing so I'm trying to put the moves on her. Needless to say: I am rebuffed.

I've been scrapping around for ideas to begin some creative writing and I had this dream last night and it was awesome and actually gave me some ammo to start writing again.

My dream opens up with me playing football in my living room. I keep going out for passes but dropping them. Finally I demand one grown to me and I go up for it and get destroyed but almost catch it.

I dreamt that Leah and i were hanging out in our house when Caleb and Sasha came over. For some reason when they knocked Marc answered and told them I busy. I ran past him and let them in.

Immediately i could tell something was wrong. Caleb looked agitated. He asked me immediately why I hadn't been taking his companies phone calls or emails or paying my bill on the new grill I bought. I told him I hadn't bought one and that I don't know what he's talking about. He seems reluctant to believe me but he eventually seems to. Sasha leaves and I head back to the bedroom to explain to Leah what happened. Caleb says he is going to use our restroom but I don't hear or I ignore him.

So then for some reason I start explaining to Leah the issue and that something is very wrong. I'm suspicious of Caleb and I tell her so, loudly. I hear the bathroom toilet flush and curse at myself thinking he may have heard me. So I walk out to the living room with a small bat in my hands and nonchalantly confront him. He ends up leaving but I know it isn't for good.

And then I know that I have to do something. Some sort of test or the consequences will be terrible. Leah walks into the dining room and sits on the floor only to cut herself on a toothpick. She insists it's no big deal.

There's a dream time jump and suddenly I'm with a group of people but I know we are in the alternate world. I know that while here we have to perform a certain number of tasks before we head back. If we head back without finishing them then people will die. One of these tasks is for a man to slowly flip cards on a wall. I watch as he does it and I'm struck by a flash of images. In an other world every time a cars flips this demon gets stronger. I demand he flip them back. As he flips them back the images flash again but it's of the demon turning less and less dangerous.

I then turn around to keep track of the other people with me and it's then that I realize the double edge sword of having more allies with me. With more people there's a better chance of failure. While I'm looking around I'm trying to keep track of where Caleb is. I'm sure he has something to do with everything going on.

For some reason I'm holding a saber and I realize that it truly isn't real so I set it aside. I see a scimitar hanging in the air and I snag it. It feels pleasantly heavy. Real. I put it through my belt loop and continue my rounds. I return back to this big conference room and ask of everyone if they are ready and absolutely positive they finished their tasks. I'm sweating and freaking out but everyone says yes.


And then Mike and I are pulling up to Kyles house. He is the drummer for SIB. I pull into a gravel road that splits the collection of houses down the middle. It's dark out. The lights are on in the house but something feels off so Mike agrees to go check it out while I wait in the car. He does. I wake up.

I've pretty much figured out that I'm able to have my most clear dreams within my last two hours or so of sleep. So perhaps I should WBTB then...

Last night I had a dream (after WBTB) that I had gone into the restroom. Once in there I go to the urinal and behind me I notice two guys just sorta watching me... Whatever. I finish my business and head out of the bathroom and as I round this dividing wall (that separates the bathroom from the hallway to the door) some dude jumps me and starts beating the crap outta me. I wake up and I can't move for a split second and then suddenly I'm throwing myself up and almost off of the bed as the SP loosens.

Trippy stuff.

I don't know what I did right last night but I woke up three separate times and each time I had a really lengthy dream recalled. Lengthy at least for me, that is. I hope this is a precursor to things to come. I would love to experience my first LD.

I come to in the back of some truck on some highway. We are speeding down it and I notice we are being chased by another truck. This one has a yellow cell in the bed of it and it says "jail" on it. A friend of mine with black hair (who I've never met) is driving. We race away in an awesome chase and manage to pull over and we both jump out and run.

Now we are in some sort of cafeteria and my friend looks depressed. I'm trying to explain to him that they chased us because we don't belong in this world and that it isn't the normal one. He keeps getting more and more mad even though I'm trying my hardest to be nice.

He finally eases up on me and we make some sort of amends and before I know it we are driving back on this highway. This time we aren't fast enough and we get caught by the people driving that yellow jail truck. Once caught I demand to know what we did and they tell us we are an abnormality and we don't belong here and it's their job to catch abnormalities.

So we are thrown into a weird yellow prison and locked there. I don't know how it happens but some woman comes and helps us break out. We steal the jailers truck and speed back off on the highway. We pass by one of the big jailers and he knows we aren't real jailers because of how fast we are driving. He says the speed is irregular. We pass a semi with him in pursuit and pass one that's laden with tires. As we pass it we slam into it causing it to unload it's tires on the people chasing us. The dream fades.

I'm in some sort of underground cavern. Again Pastor Li is there and he seems to be running everything. There are crowds of people there and a bunch of kids about my age. Lawrence is there and I go join him.

It looks like Pastor Li is hosting some sort of summer event where the kids all play games. This event has a bunch of kids partnered up in doubles and staring at a row of big statues with televisions on them. Each television has an album cover and a song and artist name.

The Pastor explains that the point of the game is for him to play a song and we have to guess who's it is. Whoever does it the fastest wins that point. The first song is clearly by The Who but we have trouble matching it up with the title. Literally as soon as it starts playing Lawrence mouths the artist name to me. I raise my hand to guess and I'm wrong. This goes on for a little while with each group guessing until finally I get another chance and I nail it. The next song is some sort of heavy metal song and I have no idea. My team guess all of the album covers with heavy looking fonts.

Eventually this part of the dream fades and now I'm separated and somehow upstairs in a different room in the cavern with different kids playing different games. I don't like it because I miss people that I know. So I leave and try to find my way back. On the way I stumble by a staff bathroom that has all of its info written in Spanish. I go in anyway and go to a very narrow stall. It has someone else's name on it and there's a man in the one next to me. I don't feel like getting on trouble so I leave and find my way back to Pastor Li and everyone else.

He is underwater with about 18 kids and they are playing some sort of game involving some sort of religious dance underwater. Julie walks up and notices this and says mockingly "Are they really doing a holy dance?" I turn back with anger in my eyes and say that they are and of it bugs her she can leave. Now she looks mad and asks me angrily why she would want to.

I watch for a little bit until Pastor Li notices me and invites me to play. The dream fades from there.

Pastor Li buys a Borders for 14 mil
--says he can make 14k a day with it

Lawrence and I want to buy the Borders
We drive over make an offer
-The place is under renovation since my Pastor had just purchased it. We walk up, through the doors, and see Li there overlooking the process.

Larry says he wants to offer
They act shocked and say just by virtue of owning it they've made 10000 bucks in a day.

We leave with a crowd of people down cement steps. It's sunny out. I make a zombie noise and everyone laughs and runs. I catch a ride with Lawrence but he doesn't wanna drive me cause he's nervous around me cause he's shy or something. I don't get it.

Good nights beget good nights, maybe? This is my 51st entry into this DJ and I can say, proudly, that I've had over 100+ dreams recalled since starting it up. That's pretty wild. No LDs yet--not liking that ratio :/. My wife is leaving for a vacation with her family for a week so I'll have the bed to myself. I'm going to go all out in trying different techniques I normally wouldn't be able to try, then. Til then here were my dreams from last night.

I'm at some sort of rest stop and I seem to be staking out some guy. I'm in the bathroom and I see his clothing hanging on the knob. He has a pair or black pants and a fell phone inside of them. As I'm in there the phone loudly goes off with a rock n roll ring tone.

Now we are in the parking lot to some business. It looks kind of like the shogun lot. An Asian man comes out of the building being tailed by police and reporters and me as well. The Asian man, Randy, had just used his inside information to lock away someone I believe is innocent. So I catch up with the man in the lot and demand to know how he came to his conclusion. In a broken American accent he tells menus refuses to answer.

We reach his car and at this point I get angry and throw the man against if and get in his face. He finally tells me what I need to know and then two men, who had been hiding in a car and watching Randy, open fire on the two of us. I sprint off and Randy tries to as well. The men get out of the car and mutter something about how they can't believe be thought they'd let him live. As Randy is almost free he gets hit in the hand and in the back. I wake up.

I'm watching this guy as he's pulled over. He has a beard and glasses. He's on the phone with his lawyer and in the background i see people going through his car. He tells his lawyer that the people that pulled him over found out that his new song has stolen rhythms in it. The lawyer is telling the guy angrily to cooperate in anyway possible.

I'm talking to Phil about his curfew when he lived with his friends and how he had to be home by 10 if he expected any phone calls. We also talk about this other song that I had been working on prior.

I found this LDing app on iTunes called "Dream Sign" and I'm toying with it. Basically what it does is send you alerts while you are sleeping prompting you to "do a reality check" while you are in your REM sleep. We'll see how it works.

I'm inside of some sort of game that I was told to play by some guy. Chris plays too. It's some sort of rts mixed with action. All I remember is that part of the game requires buying and reselling and everyone is trying to swindle you. Especially the guy that invites me to play. I get chased around the game bring called "little twit" and all I try to do is hide. I end up so tired and scared of being chased I quit and as soon as I did I woke up. It was an interesting variation on the "being chased" dream.

For some reason I'm bowling with my buddy, Austin, and we're going back and forth throwing strikes. He has a house ball, I notice, and I know to think that that is odd because he has his own equipment. I'm using my old bowling ball. He throws a great strike and then I'm up and I roll my ball and do it poorly but somehow still get a strike. I remember shaking my head in my dream and knowing I got lucky.

I'm in some sort of gas station and it seem like I work there. Crizza is there. He's showing off some ring tone the Angels were giving away. It sounds lame but has Autotune and doesn't even mention the team. Alex is there too and I bring my guitar for some reason to try and learn while at the gas station.

So, I'm at an impasse. I've been faithfully DJing, as you can see, for the last 50 days. Nearly two months, now. My ability to recall dreams is much better than it has ever been before. I can say that I have progressed that much, at least. Lately my DJ activity has dipped (in terms of # of dreams per night) but mostly because I've been too lazy/tired to write them down during whenever I wake up. I feel like if I were to read over my entire DJ I'd see that I'm way too scatterbrained in terms of my efforts and attempts at induction techniques. The only thing I've done consistently is DJ and RC during the day. I think it's time for me to quit messing around and finally pick a technique to work on.

So I've strained all of the excess techniques and left my two favorites: The CAN WILD technique, developed on this forum, and the MILD technique by the big man himself, LaBerge.

Pros of CANWILD:
-LD at will, essentially.
-Seems like it'd get concrete results quicker.

Cons of CANWILD:
-Sleep Paralysis. I don't like the idea of the hallucinations. Though my fear of SP may create a self defeating mindset. If I quit fearing it and just rolled with it I may be OK.

Pros of MILD:
-No sleep paralysis.
-Seems more organic.

Cons of MILD:
-A bit harder to actually do consistently with all of the steps through the day that are required.

Suggestions?

And my fragment from last night:

I dreamt about this remnant that had been passed down a million different times abs touched a bunch of different times. Each time it got touched the person touching it imparted some sort of detail upon it.

For some reason I'm walking down the street of some more urban city trying to find my way to some street that I've never heard of. Along the way I pass a bunch of kids playing at a park and one of them joins me. He's a poor kid, I can tell, and he tags along for awhile.We bond a little bit. The kid has to be around 10 years old. Anyways, I ask the kid to help lead me to where I need to go and in return I give him a few bucks and offer to let him play games on my iPod touch as we walk along. He readily agrees. I had him 6 bucks. Think for a moment. And then I take the 5 dollar bill from him. He leads me for awhile and I'm pretty sure he's leading me astray so I head out on my own. As I leave I walk by a mail lady who I ask for directions but she's never heard of the street I'm looking for even though, according to google maps on my iPod, it's right near me somewhere. So I keep looking. Somehow I end up even more lost and somehow I end up strapped to a door in some abandoned house. My wife comes by and finds me but she isn't the first person to find me. The kid was. I tell Leah deadbeat that she's lucky she wasn't around to see what he did. The little kid stole my money and my iPod.

I don't know why I'm having trouble with multiple recalls all of a sudden.

Just wanted to update this and get it out of the way for today:

I dreamed today that I was talking to my friend Nate over text messaging. He is also the guitarist in my band. He kept insinuating that he wasn't able to practice (a thing I'm afraid of every week ) and he finally told me he can't come because he can't skip out on work because he's gotta make some money. I remember feeling heartbroken and telling him right away: "Hey don't worry about it. Just make sure to come I'll pay for you to practice. Like 50 bucks." And I remember that he was still reluctant. I also remember asking another person who works at Pizza Hut if he had to work today and that person saying "No." So I was upset that he was bailing on me for no reason.

Man. I haven't had a good string of recalls in awhile. I need it.

A little bit better of a night of dreaming. I got two decent recalls and I suppose that aint too shabby in the long run. Here they are:

I am witnessing this dream in 3rd person. There is this woman and she's a new employee in some sort of office environment. Everyone works at computers and I THINK it's some sort of call center. Anyways. She's massively disrespected by this one guy who seems to be the leader of the group. He's almost 30 years old, I remember him saying, and pretty disappointed with his life. Anyways. this dude is sort of a dick to this woman but she wants to be the best so she doesn't just give up. There's some sort of competition coming up, I'm not sure what they're doing, I just know that the man has a day or two head start on her because he cheated somehow. Somehow she evens up the score and manages to catch up. And then I flash forward in the dream to find out that the woman was tricked AGAIN and somehow still lost.

And then I'm in another dream. I work for some sort of grocery store but my shifts are awesome. I only work for a few hours every day and then I go to school. But my "school" is the same hours my REAL LIFE work is. Anyways I'm at work for some reason and I'm discussing hours with my manager. She looks like Sarah from Super Valu (my first job) and she's describing that somehow my hours got switched around and I'm allowed to take off whenever I want today. I appreciate that and decide to myself that I'll cut out about an hour early to give me time to eat a nice breakfast before school. For whatever reason I now am taking a tour around the store with Sarah in tow and we're going through all of these different meat sections and I'm describing them to her. We come across an aisle dedicated to already cooked bacon (that isn't in a package) and it's just hanging on different hooks. We do the same for turkey and ham, as well.

I hope I'm getting closer. Those two dreams were more vivid than I typed out but I, of course, was typing from a shaky memory as they were delayed recalls. Tonight I ate some banana before I hopped into bed and I'm taking my RCs more and more seriously. Hopefully this pans out some.

I only really had one vivid dream recalled from last night and I had a little fragment that I still remember. I'm not going to bother writing that one down but I will post the dream.

I'm working at brew and grow and I'm handling the front counter while Julie is working in back. The computer isn't working so I'm small talking a customer while I stall for time. I also notice that the light switch is not working either. So it's kinda dark.

The dude kinda looks like a real customer. He's white and probably thirty with brown hair and a beard and goatee. While we are small talking I'm making myself lunch which is chicken alfredo though it's out of some sort of powdered packet.

I look back at the computer and type in some sort of command as the screen is all black and if mostly stays that way. Julie must have said something funny to me because the customer says that what she and I have is special. I think it's ridiculous that he'd say that as I am married and also because I can tell he is jealous and I don't want him going nuts on me.

So as I'm going through my routine (reality checks throughout the day, random stops to just "feel and look" around me, WBTB) I decided to add on a "day journal" of sorts to help me clear my head everynight as well as incubate some ideas for me to dream about and realize I'm lucid. Plus: it'll be a good way to get my creative writing back into the swing of things.

And what I mean by that is I'll routinely wake up an hour or less before my regular alarm clock and realize I remember something. So I'll write it down. It's usually short. And then I'll fall back asleep and in that last 30 mins or so I'll have my most vivid and detailed dream of the night. It's something worth looking into, I think, and I'm going to look into maybe doing an alarm every half hour for the last two hours of my regular sleep. Maybe I'll couple that into the DEILD if I can remember to do it.

I am in Brew and Grow and the rest of the crew is there we are chilling out behind the counter like normal when some guy in glasses comes in. He's a few inches taller than me and going bald. He has a beer gut so he looks like a typical customer. He walks over to me and asks for a "20 amperage setup". I'm annoyed because that isn't the normal lingo we use in the store for figuring out what people need. So I ask Mike to take over for me and he does and ends up grabbing the guy a 150 lumatek. The guy says that was the rig he was looking for and he needs a bulb with 150000 lumens. I tell him there's no way he is gonna get that kinda power out of a 150 and I lean down and pull out a 1000w Hortilux Blue and crack it as I stand back up. I grimace and he laughs. I tell him I accidentally broke it but he's gonna need a bulb similar in power.

I go to the computer and I ask my manager what I should so about the busted bulb. I tell him I don't want to tell Jenny (our inventory girl) because the bulb I broke is super expensive. He tells me just to throw it away and I tell him that I don't want to lie to anyone. I throw it away though.

Now some other guy is here. He comes in and slaps a black computer tower in the counter and I'm immediately annoyed. I tell him flatly that we don't fix computers. But I know what it is. It's one of those secret growing containers. I refuse to help him because we do not help people doing illegal things. So I let someone else take care of him too. He leaves and I notice that he goes walking away with the first guy and I also notice that he left the tower. I ask why and Mike says he is gonna try to fix it.

I then see Julie by the computer and she is wearing a big coat. I then realize it's cold in here and she says she is going to turn the fan off. At the same time Alex starts playing some odd music and looks at me with Antrim and says "From the party!" but I don't recognize it. Mike apparently does because he walks by and says: "How do I know what this is?"

And then a large group of women walk into the store and stand there quietly before turning around and all leaving at once. Creepy

I am on some sort of website for a game I, in my dream, used to run. However in my dream I had given it up and handed it over to this member of my forum. I read this news post where this new owner mentions how hard of a time she is having getting the game ready to go and there is a bunch of sad and upset replies in the thread. I skip ahead to the last page and see a bunch of screenshots of the game. It's 16 bit and mapped out similar to Pokemon. I'm walking around the town as if I'm playing it and i start to like it. I see this wifi battle building several times though.

And finally..

The dream begins with me, Julie, and Mike pulling up to this gorgeous tropical island. Instead of docking the boat a guide, Matthew Mcconaughey, asks us to transfer over to a smaller boat so we can paddle ashore. We do and as we do it starts to rain.

And now we are all swimming in the water and Matthew leads us through this crystal clear water around the island. This group of girls next to me goes diving under water to explore. Everything is crystalline. There is a school of fish swimming around. It's gorgeous.

Now we are on shore and I am in some sort of kitchen with an open view of the ocean and way we arrived. There is a urinal to my right and a few people talking about stuff behind me. I go to use the restroom and the I put my laptop on the kitchen counter. I almost set it on top of Mikes laptop but instead I put if on top of a cutting board. I see a book on the counter with the initials EoT and I read the first little bit. As I read it I am suddenly transported into the world of the book. It's sine future world similar to Pandora but darker and more advanced.

I get a hold of my friend and we talk about how cool the island is when suddenly I get suspicious for some reason. I pull Matthew aside and tell him I think we've been tricked. I don't think he's in on it and I think he'll try to help us.

So I decided to go ahead and give the DEILD method a shot. I wasn't sure how I'd go about attempting it because it involves reflexively keeping my eyes shut when I wake up and, to be honest, I've got no practice doing that. So I go to bed at about 12:30 with an alarm set around 4 o clock. I wake up a few minutes before 4 o clock and turn on my iPod to play some Solitaire. I want to get in the habit of working out the logic center of my mind while I'm in bed at night. I think this will help me out a lot. I go back to bed. About an hour later I wake up because I have to use the bathroom and lo and behold I've got quite a long dream ready and recalled:

Leah and I are driving home from seeing some comedy in theaters with my parents. In the movie I remember it being sorta creepy because the main bad guys were crazy tall and white and really scary looking. During the move in fighting myself to stay awake. I am sitting by Leah. As I watch the movie it sometimes takes on a first person view. The evil looking characters on screen get into a bunch of fights over turf. They remind me of smart zombies. I slowly start to nod off. Towards the end of the movie i go and stand at the front of the theater and watch the last of the movie standing.

After that we head over to a laser tag and my mom makes my brother and I play a game. The women running the place charges five bucks per person. I overhear my mom and sister buying our tix for us. The clerk suggests me and my brother just share a gun to save money until we decide I'd we like it. My mom gets us each our own. The suits have a mouth guard bracket built onto the front and i put it in my mouth without thinking and immediately regret it. In my mind I'm positive I'll have herpes now or something. I glance over and my brother is sitting slouched against a wall on a black bench. He is spaced out. He looked dejected and bored.

Then Leah and i are driving home. We are both tired. I'm using the gps to get us home but I want to stop at a hotel to sleep but we can't because of the dog waiting at home to use the bathroom. Leah mentions that my parents are leading us home a different way than normal. I follow the gps.

Not bad at all for having a few off nights this week. So I go back to bed and I wake up AGAIN. This time I come startling myself awake but the world is in blackness. I can't see anything! You guessed it: I managed to keep my eyes shut. I'm not sure if it was reflex or the fact that I was actively thinking about it before I go to bed. So I'm laying there with my eyes shut. I feel a tiny bit heavy on my back and I feel mostly numb. My toes randomly spasm every once in awhile and my heart starts to race. I know I'm in a good position for the DEILD technique. But of all the things that could happen I start to hear birds singing LOUDLY outside of my window and when that happens I KNOW it's day time and, I'm not sure how, but I KNOW my alarm is about to go off. I hear a faint buzzing sound that is very distinguishable from all of the other noises. Is this part of my HI? I don't know. All I DO know is that I'm suddenly hypersensitive to sounds.

So I stay laying there for a few more minutes when lo and behold the alarm does go off. I get out of bed and grumble my way to the shower. And then while I'm in the shower I'm hit like an epiphany with recalls of "four" other dreams.

I'm in some sort of giant church like structure. My friend Phil is there and so is Lawrence, Chris, and Jake K. We are sitting in the big room where I assume the Pastor is going to preach when somebody starts handing out stacks of bacon as a snack. I say 'Hey, why not' and grab a huge stack and absolutely stuff my face with it. I then go ahead and sit down for the sermon. Time passes, I'm sure, because I'm running out of the room and towards the stairs. I jog up these stairs and turn right to where a small bedroom is. And there are all my friends! Skipping out on the sermon to play video games. I'm mad immediately... Not for skipping the sermon... But for not telling me they were so I could too! I remember in my dream, as well, to be kind and polite around Phil. I know I think to myself that he's a good guy.

For some reason I'm up stairs in some house. I "know" it's my parents house. I walk down the stairs and outside to see some sort of dog out there. My parents had just left to go see a movie. I'm sure of that for some reason as well. So I've been left to take care of the dog. The dogs name is Asimov (Yes, as in Isaac Asimov). For some reason the dog gets hurt or gets killed and my parents return and I tell them what happened. They mention how at the movie they spent the whole time looking for "Asimov" but couldn't find him because he was under a different name. Don't ask me. It doesn't make sense over here, neither.

And now I'm shopping. I've been sent downtown by my wife to go check out this resale shop. I'm assuming it's some sort of 'Platos Closet' because as I walk up to it, it is in an underground mall, the woman at the door goes: "Are you Randall? Leah shops here all the time." I say yeah I am and that I'm here to look at jeans. She asks if I need any help finding anything and I decline. It's at this point she points out that they are closing in 5 minutes. I let her know that I'll hurry. I hate when customers linger in my store. So I look around at the jeans and there's a woman back there as well waiting to help. I don't see anything I really like and end up hoofing it back towards the front to leave. It's at that moment that, for whatever reason, an explosion occurs and I'm sent flying. I land back on the ground and my leg is very clearly broken. The women are freaking out and blaming eachother but none of them seem hurt.

And now I'm sitting in another basement. This time in front of a nice bass stack. My brothers friend, Marc, is there. And I'm pretty sure the other guy is Rob. There's a smaller Asian kid that I've never seen but he has black hair combed over and he plays the guitar. I'm obviously in this band. We shoot the breeze for a little bit and plan to practice when the Asian kid says that this is their last show. They just can't do it anymore. He is kind of a dick. So I ask him, gesturing at my leg, 'Is it because I broke this?'. He shakes his head and says that there's no money in it. I tell him: Well, hey. Once you guys hit 18 you'll be able to play shows every couple of days and make plenty of cash. I tell him my band is playing Marys Place (which we are, in real life! I'm plugging my own band in my own dreams) and that we're bringing in about 20% of the door. I envision what the place looks like so he can see it. I show him a bunch of elegant tables set up in front of a nice stage. Everyone is well dressed. This seems to change his thought process because he's suddenly backpedaling and saying things like 'Well, actually we had plans to...' and then that's all I really remember.

So I got back into doing the WBTB function and my recall was much better. I remember three different dreams. The final one I had during a fifteen minute nap which is pretty wild, honestly.

For some reason I own some house that an old acquaintance, Zeb, used to own or live in. It seems fairly run down but in the basement there is a large collection of band promotional stuff. I'm talking: posters, albums, stickers, shirts, and whatever else you can think of. Somewhere down the line I invite him and a few friends over to my new place and I tell him about the stuff I found down there. He looks at me, very seriously, and tells me not to sell any of it or make any sort of money off of it. I tell him he can have it all back and that, at most, I had just been giving it out for free.

This is just a fragment.I remember seeing some sort of promotion for an album that my buddy Tom is a part of. It's getting rave reviews.

I'm in a dark and gothic looking version of New York City. I work at a grocery store and I look like a younger Brad Pitt. For some reason an epic chase scene starts up and I'm suddenly on top of a moving van fighting for my life to get something or take something from somebody. The car I'm clinging to is swinging this way and that until finally some other person, an older man whom I know somehow, drives along side me and starts bumping me and demanding what I've got/am trying to get. I fight him but eventually he causes an accident and I am thrown from the car. I flash forward to the next morning working at the grocery store. I'm sitting down slumped against a wall when this beautiful woman comes in. She's white with long brown hair and dark eyes. She comes over to me and we begin talking. I don't really know what we talk about until finally I say: "You don't know what it's like. I have no ambition. I'm going with you."

And now we're outside of some large castle looking place and we're talking in a hushed whisper. She says the place belongs to her father, Tsuonga. We walk down these concrete steps that are overgrown by dead trees and arrive in front of a large black and brown polished door. For some reason I can suddenly see a glowing yellow receptacle similar to the one seen while playing Oblivion. I make a little joke about it and she nervously laughs. And then the door swings open. We slowly walk in and as we do I warn her that sometimes, in Oblivion, you can get invited into a room and then attacked for no reason. So she needs to be careful.

We're in this building now and everything about it is gigantic. The ceiling is arched and appears infinitely high. There seems to be several different levels all displayed above us, sort of like a mall, and everything reeks of opulence. But everything is still very dark. So we crouch and start to slowly make our way forward. She mutters something in my ear about keeping a lookout for her dad and I nod and we continue. And then suddenly we hear him jogging down the stairs and to the bottom where we are at. He looks odd though. Like a mix between the Mars Attack Aliens (without the helmet) and the Green Goblin and his movements remind me of an NPC in any RPG you've ever played. One minute he's far away and the next, like framerates skipping, he's mere feet away. He jerks towards us and then back up the stairs. My heart is hammering and I motion for her to slowly move forward. So we do. And then suddenly he's descending upon us and obviously furious. We start to fight back but he's absurdly strong. For some reason I try to use some form of magical lightning but my power is low and I'm unable to hold him with it. I run up a set of stairs as and grab him from behind as he closes his arms around some person that is suddenly there. It appears to be a girl. I scream to the girl that I arrived here with and tell her that I'm going to pull his face away from the woman, as he is gnawing on her neck, and that she needs to be ready to shoot power into him even if he is her father. She says OK.

So I grab hold of his chin and grimace as I feel the wetness of the open wound and his saliva and I pull my hardest to get him away from the womans neck. He's biting furiously like a zombie and I'm struggling to even keep him still. And then I wake up.

For the first time in a looong time I drew a complete blank when I woke up this morning. It worries me because I've felt outta touch a bit with my routine and I'm not seeing any results. Optimism is the cure for dry spouts, I've heard, so I will go forth with positivity! Wish me luck guys.