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I'm in a meeting, I have a feeling it's a company I might be working for. The meeting takes place in a large room with tables in groups of two and I'm sitting with a someone I know. We are asked to divide to groups of four, and me and my friend team up with another group of two. We are asked to prepare a dancing number, ballroom dancing. There are two males and two females so it's perfect.

We go outside and practice a bit of waltz. My partner is a lot shorter than me, so it's not easy. When we go back inside, the meeting is over and we help with putting the tables in their original order. Someone flips a switch and sunlight gets in trough fiber optic cables.

I'm part of a drama production, we are carying out various tasks, we are using the iPad to create water on the floor.
I go outside and look at all the different productions in progress.

i woke up in the dream and its like the ceilng was right on top of me it was really intense and felt so freakin real some how i realized how to get down .

I was sitting on my bed in my room and it was dark outside yet light in my room. I got up and walked out the door into the bathroom. I looked at the clock and it said that it was 6:30AM, right on time that I normally wake up. I turned on the shower and brushed my teeth while waiting for the water to heat up. Once it was warm I got in and went through my usual shower, nothing out of the ordinary. I got out of the shower and when I stepped on the ground I slipped and hit my head right on the ground. I had forgotten to put the mat down . My head didn't hurt at all and I got right up as if nothing had happened. I continued on with my morning as usual. I walked down the stairs and it led right into the gym locker room at out school

I walked outside the locker room into the gym where my classmates were playing this game called jugball. It's a game in which you have to get a tennis ball to your "goalie" on the opposite side of the gym using milk jugs with the bottom cut off (you can't run). Anyway, when I had walked out I grabbed a jug and got right into the action. I casually walked down to the end of the gym and saw two of my friends just standing there, not doing anything. "Hey guys, having fun?" I asked in a casual, sarcastic way. "Tons," they replied, equally as sarcastic. I turned around to look at the other side of the gym where the ball had gone and saw one of the more sports-oriented kids down there getting the ball. I turned around, looked at me and chucked it as hard as he could (this part actually happened a few days ago)

The ball flew at me and I quickly moved my hand over my stomach to stop the ball and actually ended up catching it! (This happened too only it just bounced off my hand, I didn't catch it ) For some reason, this made me start to question whether or not I was awake. I looked around more carefully and didn't see anything wrong with the dream. All my friends looked normal and there were no irregularities. I looked down at my hands and noticed nothing was wrong with them, all 10 fingers and no differences. "Hey, Burke, pass it over here!" One of my friends yelled. I tossed it over and proceeded to do a nose-plug RC. To my surprise, It worked! I was lucid! Quite an interesting way to get lucid .

I hadn't had a lucid in a while so I didn't want to waste this one. I thought of what to do and decided I would do the TotY. The first one that came to mind was the first television broadcast so I imagined a room back in the ealy 1900s and a small T.V. sitting in the corner. I snapped my fingers and I was brought to a small room where everything was in black and white, except me. The room was completely empty, no doors or anything except for one small end table with a modern-day t.v. on it, only it as really small about 6 inches across. I walked over to it (the room was only like 10' by 10') and there was one knob on the side. I turned it towards the part that said "on" and waited for something to happen.

I stared at the screen and could see a very static-y screen like when you don't have a signal. I waited for about 10 seconds for something to happen and after nothing did, I looked around the t.v. for an answer to my problems. Coming out of the back of the t.v. was a power cord but it only had one prong, similar to an auxiliary cable. I looked around the room again and tried to find an outlet but there was nothing to be seen. I figured I could just summon one so I turned around and thought to myself, "when I turn around, there will be an outlet for this thing right behind it." When I turned around there was indeed an outlet, but it was a modern day, 3-pronged one. This wouldn't work but I figured I might as well try. I stuck the jack into the round hole where the 3rd prong would normall go.

It fit right in and there a couple sparks but no flames or anything. I looked at the t.v. screen and it was now a faint blue, almost gray, color. I reached behind the t.v. expecting there to be a remote and there was! Man, I'm really getting the hang of summoning stuff . The remote only had a few buttons: power, channel, and menu. I clicked the channel one and saw the screen change to a faint green and a small number appeared in the corner saying "02." It makes sense since the first one would've been one, and this one was two. I continued to flip through the channels but there was nothing broadcasting, only various colors, some brighter than others while a few were so faded they almost were just a shade.

Around channel 8 when the t.v. had turned to a faint red, almost pink, color I noticed that the room had changed color too, the same color as the screen. I turned it back to 7, which was a deep purple, and the room changed accordingly. Getting a little frustrated I just yelled at the t.v. "Just show me a damn show!" I waited a second and after a brief moment the screen started to flicker. On the screen a group of people started to form with what looked like big blocks of wood in from of them. After another few seconds I saw that is was a band! A stereotypical big band from the 1920s and 1930s. There was about 20 of them in total and on the front of their music stands I saw a circle with some sort of letters around it and a clarinet lilted to the side in the middle.

The entire broadcast was in black and white and thus the room changed accordingly. The conductor up in from raised his hands and all the musicians raised their instruments. I started to waive his hands and all the players took a big breath. I could tell they were playing some sort of music but, this being the first t.v, there was no sound. What's the point of a concer on t.v. if there's no sound? I was a little disappointed and wanted to hear what they were saying so I decided to try something new. I walked up to the t.v. and kicked it with my left foot. As I had expected, my leg went right through the screen but it didn't break it, my leg actually went through the screen and into the scene that had been filmed. I squeezed the wrest of my body through and ended up in some sort of concert hall with a large dance floor and tables surrounding it.

Once there I could hear some music and it seemed very familiar. I looked around and could see a lot of people in the room, some dancing, talking, and others just sitting at the tables eating some food. I walked over to one of them and asked what song this was. They responded in a stereotypical New Yorker accent which I found rather humorous saying, "Eh? Oh yeah, thems guys. They's the Glen Miller Band or sometin' with this new fangled doo-hickey called 'jazz.' It's not too bad. I actually like it, personally and it seems like a lot of others do to. So, whad'ya say? You wanna dance or somethin'?" Wow, he had a really heavy accent but it amused me nonetheless. "No, that's not what I asked. What is the name of this song?" I asked him again. "The song? Uh... I ain't got a clue, but that Firo ova there, he knows what new and fancy and whatnot." He pointed to a younger person, probably about 16 with a brown suit and tan fedora on. "Thanks." I told him.

I walked over to this kid and tapped him on the shoulder. He immediately spun around and tried to hit me in the face! I quickly ducked down to avoid it. "What the hell'd ya do that for!?" I yelled at him. "You're pretty quick." he said, "I don't see many people with moves like that. What's ya name?" He had a slightly less pronounced accent but it was still noticible. "I'm Burke," I told him. "This man over there said that this guy named Firo knew what this song was called. Is that you? Do you know?" I asked him. "Yea, I'm him, and this song here these guys is playin's called 'In the Mood' or somethin'. It's not bad, I like it." He told me. Ah-ha! That's what it was! We had played this in our local jazz bad a couple years ago. It's actually a pretty good song.

"Now, since I did somethin' for you, you gotta do somethin' for me." He said suddenly. "What's that you want?" I asked him. He smirked and brought his fist back as if he was about to punch something. "Ye see, I'm kinda a jerk, so I just want one thing. I want you... to wake up!" He quickly brought his fist forward and it slammed right into my face. It pushed me back a few feet and I could feel the dream start to fade, but it didn't immediately wake me up. The dream was very unstable though so I quickly rubbed my hands together and focused on my surroundings. The band had changed songs! I dind't recognize this new song but I wasn't really very curious. "Ya quite the sturdy one," He told me, "But I ain't never not woken someone up before when I say I'm gonna!" In an instant, I was lying in my bed, eyes open, completely awake. Damn. Did he really wake me up or was it just time for the dream to end?

Oh well, I got part of the TotY done and had a dream which had quite a few real-life elements in it. A "sport" we played in gym class, music by a band I knew, and a character from an anime I had recently watched (Firo from Baccano!). Not a bad dream

February 7, 2012
I can only recall some dream fragments from last night; none of it was very vivid. However, I do believe my dream recall is improving because instead of just one or two dreams, I could remember three . Let's hope I can continue to improve as the days go by.

1) The first dream is the faintest, because I can't really remember much- just an idea for the most part. I believe it had something to do with me getting a job...

2) The second dream was more vivid and I can recall more details. Towards the beginning I can remember that me and my family are out skydiving. I am standing in this green field watching people come down on their parachutes one by one. One of them was my dad, and although the details are fuzzy, I can remember that when he got up he just collapsed onto the ground. We rush to his aid and suddenly the scene skips to a hospital. It shows my father sitting up on a hospital bed with wires attached to him, dressed in a hospital gown. I think a nurse came in and told us that my father has high blood pressure and that it could be fatal. There is treatment but it is very expensive. I believe that I was crying (maybe not). My father assures us that he will be fine and that we won't have to buy him any medicine, but his expression isn't very convincing. The dream fades after that...

3) My third dream began with me talking to a friend of mine in my school gymnasium. I can't remember what he and I were saying but it might of had something to do with his band. The scene then skips to me in this dim-lit cafe. The walls are dark green and there is a small platform rising from the floor- I am guessing this is where the bands always play. I can remember walking around the hallways opening doors, but the details are fuzzy so I don't know what exactly happened. Maybe I was their manager, walking around doing manager stuff? By the end I think that I am up on stage with my friend and his band, and that we are all singing and performing together. Soon after that I wake up.

Attempt & Extra Background Info
In order to get myself into the habit, im posting all dreams of mine, regardless of how pointless. I attempted another WILD for about the fourth time last night. I've been trying many multifarious techniques; this time I tried Reversed Blinking to get myself very relaxed, followed by deep breathing whilst counting down from 100 in between breaths. I made it to about 60 before I fell asleep into a non-memorable mini-dream(I get these very often when attempting to LD). Then I conted up from 1, made it to I think 17, and fell asleep. I awakened at 4A.M. for my WBTB technique, did a RC to make sure I wasn't in a false awakening and stayed up for about 20min browsing DV. After 20min I decided I was pretty awake, and didnt want to risk not falling back asleep, and attempted a WBTB-WILD. This time I tried to simply breath deeply, imagining a dream setting thoroughly involving all the senses, and tried to remain aware. Eventually I fell asleep and overslept according to my normal school waking time. De to me oversleeping, I didn't sit and try to recall my dream, because I was rushing. The collection of my dream randomly hit me before class started, and I was walking into the cafeteria.

The non-LD

This was a dull dream fragment, however I remember some details. There was alot of conversation that took place during the whole dream, and I can tell it was pretty normal. However, I didnt recall any deep details such as conversations. The earliest I can recall, is being a party with some of my ex-druggie friends.(I used to be pretty heavy in drugs, but I eventually dropped it like cold turkey due to my urge to be so sucessful academicly and overall.) Some im no longer friends with, and some I just dont talk to much anymore(my old "scene" druggie group). We were in a large house hosted by my ex-friend Josh(who had called me the previous day asking for one of his items) planned for a party. They all started popping pills and I left the situation, and found someone who disapproved of it like myself. I encountered a girl I never talk to, an underclassmen named Andrea. We pretty much ranted how we thought popping pills was so ignorant. Eventually I ended up running into another girl(upperclassmen that has posted on my FB wall I never speak to.) named Melissa. She was sitting on the floor at the edge of a bed, looking out a window. Outside there was like a parade, and I recall watching someone in a giant dinosaur costume. A human was controlling it, but the costume was probably about 5 feet taller than a bus. The dinosaur grabbed a bus acting ornery and people in the bus screamed. I spoke to Melissa a bit, and that's all I can remember.

I should be getting a galantamine supplement to make my dreams more vivid tomorrow. As for the LD, i'll still be attempting every night!

I tried a new way of remembering my dreams, and it proved affective.

Dream One Non-Lucid

I entered the dream on a battleship with helicopters and airplanes scattered everywhere. Ms. Simpson, my reading teacher, hopped into a helicopter, and told us to throw caramel candies at her to make her crash. We followed her orders, even though I couldn't see anyone but me, and eventually got her down. I watched the debris go down, and when I saw it finally land, she jumped out of helicopter. Next thing I know, I am on an AA gun that shoots out caramels. There were planes everywhere. They were flying over a dark blue sea. Every time I shot one down, I would get 100 points. The fight eventually calmed down, but another one happened and this time they got closer to the base we were at. An enemy on a boat got so close I had to shoot the person to kill him! When all was done, Ms. Simpson got into an airplane this time. She said, ""You need to upgrade your equipment if you are to shoot down more planes. This time, we are going to be using guns to shoot me down!"" Everone gasped and was all like, "REAL GUNS?!" I then woke up.

Dream Two Lucid

I don't remember how I became lucid, or where I was. I just knew that I was lucid. I said to myself "Yes! The first time I actually have a lucid dream where I don't wake up!". The one bad this was, I didn't know where to start in my journeys. A couple of seconds later, I remembered seeing a forum about flying on DreamViews, and so I tried it. I jumped up in the air, ignoring what the forum said. I was thinking that I COULD fly, but fell right back to the ground as if I just jumped. I tried it again, this time a way they said on the forum, and it failed again. That was the last thing I remember before I woke up, not even getting a glimpse of flight.

Dream Fragment One

Not too much to say, I was playing Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3. I only remember the game mode I was playing, which was Search and Destroy.

Okay, so I had been helping tear down a Superchic[k] concert in a church in a nearby town that I've never been to before. (Because I had helped set up.)
As the last things were being loaded into their trailed, I walked back into the the backstage area, which was designed to also function as a small gymnasium.
I paused and thought for a moment...
I am in a what?
Big, empty room. [dreamsign]
With what?
A small number of people in the far corner. [dreamsign]
And there is what outside?
A trailer full of stuff.
Which is?
A sort of collection of things. [DREAMSIGN]
And what just got over?
A concert by a band that is probably a step up in popularity than this venue would be hosting.
And you're helping them pack away their gear?
Yes. (Hmm... that's weird)

...hey, what's that fifteen feet up the wall?
It's a door- wait, A DOOR?!?!?
Yes, it's a door.
What the heck is a DOOR doing a foot from the ceiling? Wait-

I promptly spent [roughly] the next 200 seconds performing up to two DOZEN reality checks, many of them multiple times.
No dice.

Whaaaaat??? All the criteria in the book have been fulfilled, I have GOT to be dreaming... right?

Well. I guess not.

I don't normally dream twice in one night, but doing the ToTY demanded I do it. Next was the Titanic.

Looking around, realized I have no idea what I'm doing in the middle of a desert, do an RC. Remembered I had to work on ToTY.

Traveled back to 1912, in front of the docks where the Titanic would be shipping off. I didn't feel like fighting just yet, so I conjured a ticket to fool the sailors. A nice relaxing boat ride ending in tragedy would be just what I needed for some R&R.

Using time dilation, I managed to keep myself there for the full five days. The first two days, I didn't do too much. I played some chess, wined and dined with a few uppercrust socialites, and spent some lazy time up on deck.

The third day was pretty interesting, got into a few fights when drunk sailors decided I looked like I could be picked on. Didn't feel like causing too much trouble, so I beat the shit out of them and tossed them overboard while no one was looking.

The fourth day I spent mostly in my cabin (I had thrown someone overboard one the first day so I'd have a place to chill). Let's just say I may have a few more children. And that women will be really experimental on a boat.

The fifth day. The day of the wreck. I waited for what seemed like hours until night fell. I had told a few people that we were going to hit an iceberg, but no one believed me. The ones who called me a fool met with... unfortunate accidents. I finally saw the iceberg ahead, and watched as the giant ship lumbered toward its fate. People were freaking out, screaming and shouting. It was rather annoying. I decided I'd experience this from the ship, so I pulled up a deck chair and sat while it all happened around me. People were shouting at me now, wondering why I wouldn't leave. "I'm here to watch this historic moment. Besides, if I didn't, I would fail at my attempt for the Task of the Year, wouldn't I?" They didn't know what I was saying of course, but it felt good to say it. When the ship hit the iceberg, all hell broke loose. The details are sketchy, even to me, so I won't try to recant most of them. but the ship went down like everyone thinks it did. I gave one last look out to all the people in lifeboats. "What a bunch of pansies." I thought. I sank with the ship, and floated for a few minutes before deciding it was time to wake up.

02/07/12

Note: I haven't posted dreams for quite a few days due to the fact I have been sick. I started out last Thursday by tossing my cookies and I haven't felt good since. So some of these dreams are fragments from when I was sick which means they might make even less sense than they often do… which is saying something! It seems that when I am sick to my stomach I start dreaming about food… which makes things worse! >.< I hope to get back to posting dreams regularly now.

02/02/12: Food Poison
I am in a game of Oblivion, looking around for stuff to steal, specifically I am looking for food and potion ingredients to steal since once I make a potion out of them they will no longer be flagged as stolen. So I steal a bunch of ingredients, make a bunch of potions, and sell them. In Cyrodiil, crime DOES pay! So I pick up some ingredients from a house I just broke into, I decide to eat a couple of them since that will also boost my alchemy experience level… I'm not sure of the reasoning behind that one… I eat some bread, cheese, and lettuce. I steal more food and leave. I eat a sweet cake for dessert and wash it down with an ale. I am heading for another place to get more ingredients when I start feeling yucky. Sick, like I might puke. This feeling wakes me up, but I am able to ignore it and I fall back asleep right away.

Back in Cyrodiil, I am still stealing food, and I am still feeling sick. I wonder if somehow the stolen food is tainted. I wonder if the fact the food is flagged as stolen makes it tainted somehow… eating stolen food will make me sick while eating the same food not stolen won't make me sick. That idea seems absurd, but to counter the sick feeling I go into a shop and buy some food and eat it. That only makes me feel worse… and I wake up again… this time I get up and toss my cookies.

02/03/12: My Ex-Boyfriend Wants to Eat WHAT???
I am playing Oblivion on my laptop computer, and I realize my ex boyfriend is in the room with me. He is watching me play Oblivion, and I am collecting ingredients for potions. I collect a piece of mudcrab meat from a dead mudcrab. James says that looks like it would taste good with chocolate syrup. Yuck… I collect some more ingredients and James now says he wants to eat venison with chocolate syrup. Yuck again. I tell him that sounds gross. He says not if you put it in a blender and mix it up with some eggplant and the crab meat and maybe a bit of split pea soup… he is starting to gross me out. Just listening to him makes me feel nauseous. He says if I throw up he wants to keep it… nothing mixes ingredients together better than a human stomach. Now I think I am definitely going to puke… I wake feeling ill, but fortunately I don't toss my cookies this time.


02/04/12: Keep Eating, Pig!
I am sitting at a dinner table that is piled high with everything yummy I can think of, so many sweets I can't count it all. All of it is stuff I really shouldn't eat on my diet. Chocolate cake, ice cream, pies, more cakes, candy… so much of it! I think I want to cheat on my diet a bit, so I eat a cupcake. There is a voice speaking to me that I can't locate the source of. The voice tells me to eat all I want, these sweets are calorie free! Yay! So I eat a piece of chocolate cake and a piece of lemon meringue pie. I am now quite pleasantly full. I get up to leave the table, but some force pushes me back in the chair and says I'm not done yet. Eat everything! Um… that is way too much for me to eat at one time. I tell the voice that. It keeps saying to eat. I finally eat a bit more, but that makes me feel sick. I say if I eat more I'll puke. The voice says good, go ahead and puke! I wake up feeling sick, but I don't toss my cookies.


02/05/12: No Dreams
Note: Today was one of the first days my stomach was feeling better, so I was able to sleep through the whole night… it must have been a deep sleep, as I didn't remember having a single dream.

02/06/12: Weave Spell
I am in a concert hall, and I am wandering through the place just exploring. I see there is a band I don't recognize playing there, but I do recognize the lead singer. It is Bret Michaels from the band Poison. I am surprised to see him there when I don't recognize the group. I discover, and this doesn't seem odd to me, that I can step sideways and move through dimensions, just slide from one to the next. I do that and the band changes. Bret Michaels seems to slide, too. He appears and keeps singing. Is he also a traveler? I side step through several more worlds, and he follows. I go outside of the concert hall and I find there are trees around, and it is night. I don't see Bret Michaels now. I hear someone approaching. Just a bit too late I get the feeling I don't want to be seen. An old man and an old woman emerge from the trees with a shotgun. The man points the shotgun at me. I grab it by the barrels… it's a double barrel… and I bend the gun like it's made of paper. I hear some strange chants coming from the trees, from all around. "Weave spell, inerevum sancotatum, weave spell," it says over and over. The gun is changing forms in my hand, responding to that chant. It is trying to reform around my hand and aim at me again. I block that effect, but I seem to be in a contest of wills with the unseen spell caster. I am still doing that when Bret Michaels comes out of the concert building and plays guitar for a bit… which causes the elderly couple to retreat into the trees.


02/07/12: Unconscious Theft
I am at school, though it isn't one of the classes I am taking in waking life. I am taking notes in a notebook, writing down as fast as I can to keep up with the instructor. When the class ends I get up to go get something to eat. I head down to the cafeteria and buy a burger, fries, and a drink. I am sitting at the table eating when someone from my class comes over and is pissed off. I wonder why. I then see that I have their backpack and purse sitting beside me. I don't even remember picking that stuff up… when did I do that? She wants to know why I have her stuff, which is a logical thing to wonder. I am thinking that if I tell her I have no clue, and I don't remember picking it up, that will sound like a lie… so I tell a lie. I say she left it behind, and I was holding on to it for her so no one else would steal it. I add that if I hadn't run into her again I would have taken it to lost and found. She doesn't seem to believe me. She says she left it in the classroom because we have another class there later today, I know that! Now give the stuff back! She takes the stuff and leaves in a huff. I realize I do have to go to the class again today, but I don't really want to go to class with that person who clearly thinks I stole her stuff intending to keep it. And the fact is I have no idea why I stole her stuff, I don't even remember doing it. So I am considering ditching today.

Alright, guest is gone, and good sleepin is back.

A lot of the begginning was blur, I assume because I did a lot of waking up and going back to sleep due to not remembering bits at the time I wake up. I managed a few of the times to get myself to consciously hold onto it a couple of the times I woke up, which of course is the later end of my dreams.

Driving. I vaguely remember some of the old familiar driving bits from old dream/blur segments. I pull back some high mountainous snowy areas but thats about it.

I had a lot of blur with the highrise/hotel/whatever, and then some sub structure, but it wasn't until I seemed to go outside that it all slowed down enough for me to recall as I am. This is where it became a zombeh dream, I wasn't being particularly chased but.... I was with a group of people for a part of it, I recall some semi truck being used.... I don't think it was to transport..... I think it was more of distraction or something. I remember the group of people changing buildings (orig being the orig high rise from earlier) after I was in the semi... after driving out for a second in the semi I recal a bit of running and climbing from the "zombehs" eventually I just ran back to the semi and drove back to the original building. I got out and looked at it from the side.... it looked almost like it was split in to, as if that was the design, like until about half way up it was open space save for gates n other stuff put up. I can't remember the next transition but..

Then I was on this "beach" which was practically a cement wall against the water that went down a few feet where the water was. We were standing at this corner with the open water being the front and left if your staring straight from the land outward like I was, just to give an idea of how it looked. I was with the same group, people still rather shadowy to me, at least this group has been. Oh and btw it was night time too XD.

Everyone was pretty much chilling in the corner where the concrete walls met up, few people swimming a further out into the dark water. I was pretty much the passive observer here, watching, never in the water.


----alright i need to cut back to do a little what if segment

What if the recent apperence of shadowed out people is the sign of other dreamers? Generally whenever I did see people in my dreams.... I see them. I

thought the whole shark bit happening in the dream would signify that it was all me..... but honestly I think I may of just pulled it there. Because its not like anyone got bitten. I was just watching people swim.... x.x I think it was me flashing my light into the water that kinda did it too.... not that all the people thrashin n bein loud wouldn't have done it more... still I remember thinking I shouldn't of done that. I just heard someone yell shark n everyone scrambled up the concrete wall. Even the further out swimming people managed to get back in without being nipped.

After this, like a flash we were all in this small little 10x15 store, with nice warm colored wood n lights, seemed kinda like a gift shop to me. The more I think about it, the more I recall it as if I were a child. It would make more sense considering i was holding this big stuffed animal orca in the other, and some smaller detailed figurine of something..... logically from the little bit of blurred memory I do have of looking at the object.... i'd say it was likely a shark.

I was standing there looking upwards at what seemed to be a woman who in rl would be smaller than me, and I was asking her if she knew anything about sharks..... when she didn't reply I stated the obvious as child does " cause I really like sharks..." I just remember her smiling lightly, still silent.

Thats pretty much all I can recall.

Looking around, see that the sky is purple, decide this is a dream. I'm right, of course. I figure I should try doing the Task Of The Year, I skipped over it last year.

To add a little challenge, I'd try to do them all in chronological order. The first one was The Brownie Camera thing, If I'm not wrong.

Travel to the year 1900. Head to Boston because... why not? I look around for a Brownie Camera. I land in the middle of the street, and ask some guy where I can find a Brownie Camera. "That guy looks like he's got one." I look where he's pointing, and there was a guy with what looked like a box with a tube sticking out of it. I don't know if that's what the Brownie Camera really looked like, but the description never said it had to look like the actual Brownie. I walked up and took it from the guy, something he didn't really appreciate. "Hey! I just bought that!" "Your point being?" "You can't just walk up and steal something from somebody!" "Well I just did it." I put the camera back in his hands, and took it again. "And I just did it again, what are you going to do?" He got mad, and tried to attack me. I threw the camera into the air, ripped the man's eyes out and shoved them down his throat. I caught the camera as it came back down. I decided to document my awesome achievement, and took the photo with the camera. The picture was developed a little while later. It was grainy, and really hard to see what was in it. I traveled back to the present time, and went to my house in the woods. I framed the picture, and set it out in the living room. Drunken debauchery was next on the list, but I do that every night, no reason to journal it.

I am with Martin S at Pyram area. It looks like some abandoned surface mine or such. There are pools of water and a canal running through. Martin and I are in one of them pools or canals and we are sitting in a canoe. I think its of a red colour. Suddenly, I discover something inside on the canoe. I pull it out and its two of those mini canoe-skys that one puts on as shoes or so. At that moment, there is a group of people coming. I recognise Ondra S and Milan Hauf. I am a little bit pissed off as I don't want them to come and talk to us etc. Skrbek comes and shows off something about canoeing. Then they go aside and play in one of those pools or ponds. Then they disappear.

Marting and I are thinking what we are going to do. Then we remember that there are Olympic games on in near Zelezny brood and tonight there are some tournaments. We think of what we would like to go and see. Then we agree on ice hockey. I call my dad and my brother and we trying to arrange where we meet etc. They suggest to be there at 7:30pm but I am against that idea as it starts at 7!

After this the dram gets all blurry, but I only know that we were on our way there, and that there was Sweden playing agains someone.

Then I wake up.

Was actually ready for it last night but nothing happened when it was over...my guess is I should have just tried getting up and RCing.

In other news I had a dream my pops was off killing snakes.

This dream was cool but I was awakened by my dad and I was late so remembering it now is to hard...

All I remember is my dad had a new job that we needed to do and he hired my friends Jon (Shinzou) and Steven to paint and patch sheetrock while I did something else (forgot what it was). It was funny because I would tell them what to do and they would do it but if I left any details out, they would screw up. It was odd because we were in the attic and Jon and Steven were on super tall extension ladders that went through a huge whole all the way to the first floor! Kinda like home alone 2 in that one house, everything looked like that but a little more livable and almost finished.

After working and a long time of explaining what they were supposed to do the whole time, my dad came to check on the job and I went to the driveway to tell him not to get frustrated because they were new and haven't learned everything yet and when we walked in it looked perfect and finished unlike what it looked like when I left them!

Later in the dream I remember a friend of mine and my family in a hallway that looked like a hotel and that is all i remember.