dream fragment

So I've been MIA on here for a while, but rest assured, I am back.

GUNS!- So me and my dad were going to go shooting. We loaded up our SUV with tons of shotguns, sniper rifles, and my own rifle. We then proceeded to stop at Safeway for food. When we got there, it was seemingly abandoned. My friend Kovach came up to me and wanted to hold my rifle, but I said no, because it was loaded. He tried to make a grab for it, so I jumped back and slammed the butt of the rifle into his face, knocking him down. I then aimed it at him and told him to calm down. After that was resolved we ended up having a party where everyone was happy and getting drunk, which I guess wasn't a good idea because everyone was loaded down with guns. Later on some police came and arrested my father. Not sure why.

Fight! - I dreamt I was having fighting matches in my room. I was doing well, and with each opponent I beat I became stronger. Later in the dream my friend wanted to wrestle me, which is odd because he's much smaller than I am. I ended up throwing him through the wall of my room >.<. He was a bit peeved at me afterward.

Fragment- Dreamt I was on IRC and had to decide on a rather serious topic, however, I can't remember what it was.

Not too many full dreams lately. :\

Math class (Frag)- All I remember is I was in math class, and my math teacher was giving us a lecture on something I already knew, so I was bored out of my mind. I got out my phone and started texting a friend and then began to draw a "FML" on the table. It was something like "Today I was in math class............ FML"

Though it was only a fragment, it was surprisingly vivid.

Why you should NEVER live in New Orleans-
So I found myself living in a run-down version of my current house. My entire family was there, and my mom said we were living in New Orleans. Then all of a sudden it got dark out, and out of nowhere, people surrounding the house started firing at us. We all dove to the ground and trying to not get hit. However, my mom got hit. This went on for what seemed like hours. They tore down entire walls with bullets and it was a miracle we were alive. So the next day we set out rebuilding our house and then suddenly it was nightfall. As soon as I saw it was dark I hit the ground and, sure enough, they came back and were shooting at our house. Almost nothing was left that time, but then all of a sudden:
I found myself in completely 1st person. It felt really weird all of a sudden, and then I realized I was lucid. First lucid ftw? I looked in the closet next to me and found a rifle and my ghillie suit (Note: I actually own a ghillie suit. It was a gag gift that is a ton of fun) But as soon as I got my suit on, I felt myself falling back into the dream. I tried to stay lucid but I couldn't, and before I knew it I was back into the dream again.
So then I found myself outside of my house, plotting revenge on the shooters. It seems they terrorized not only our house, but a HOUSE OF ORPHANS. Can I really dream of bad guys or what? So I begin planning how to get rid of them. I found a little blue print which explained that there was either two ways I could get rid of them and leave New Orleans. I could either 1) Agitate a giant dragon (Which apparently, there's one in new orleans) and get it to follow me to their hideout, and then burn it down or 2) Get into the hideout and attempt to trick one of the guards, then set a bomb in there and leave. I opted for plan number two, and asked my dad what he though. The weird thing was, I was talking to Queen Zukin on my laptop and he came over just as she said something that isn't quite family appropriate. So I never got his help. Right after that I woke up.

Hotdogs hate me (But I still love them)(Frag):
All I remember in the dream was I was attempting to eat hotdogs but every time I attempted to eat one it would shoot out of my mouth. I went through at least 20 hotdogs trying to eat just one. Pretty sure I was at a barbaque.

Dirty Dream: (Fragment)
All I remember is random, VERY inappropriate Innuendos. The last one before I woke up was apparently about a broomstick..?

Operation Mineshaft:
Me and a team of commands, which included me, my dad, an asian, and two friends, had to shut off a radio station that was underground because it was causing disturbances. (I faintly remember the backround being the world went into a nuclear fallout, but we managed to rebuild and there were a few groups of survivors who lived underground and never came up.) So we go down the mineshaft, in one of those old, noisy elevators that's just a cage. When we got there, the facility looked like a giant costco. We make our way to the station using computer terminals that had maps. When we finally get there, there is a group of survivors who have been living here for years. They say they down know how to turn the machine off. So we start searching around, and out of nowhere, this girl I know (We'll call her Catherine). She says she built it, but will help us destroy it. Me and my dad follow her into a back hallway where the power generator is. But we go deeper. So deep that atoms grow to sizes you can see, and you have to break them to destroy it. So we start grabbing the atoms and breaking them. We then start to leave, but we aren't sure where to go. We check the terminals but just then the power goes off. I say I remember the way out and begin leading the group through darkened corridors to the mineshaft..

The naked helicopter!:
I found an invisible helicopter just big enough to squeeze my entire body in. I'm sitting like i'm in a chair. I start flying around, but then I realize that i'm completely naked. Instead of freaking out and hiding my shame, I think it's cooler to be flying an invisible helicopter around, so I keep doing it. I was about to fly to school naked, but the dream ended.

I think the moral of the last one is that I have no shame.

Monday was a busy day for me, so I just kind of passed out and didn't remember too many dreams.

One was of me weight-lifting, and we had to do a squat-BTN press. Which is where you squat down, and when you come up you pump the bar over your head. Then he made us do Military press.

The second dream I remember is of me and my dad talking while I sat on my bed. I'm not sure about what. Maybe about the trebuchet project we're working on?

All I remember is all my friends were dressed up like clowns, and I was the ringmaster in the center of the stage, shouting orders and holding a whip.

Also, my goal for tonight was to attempt to have a conversation while dreaming. While I was reading some guides that Queen Zukin was nice enough to send me, I realized that conversations are important in dreams, and I've had yet to have a full fledged conversation that I can remember. So my goal for the night was to attempt to say at least 3 lines, and I think I did it. I remember waking up going "YEAH! I HAD A CONVERSATON!" But I forgot to write the conversation down, so I forgot it