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    1. Tuesday, April 2

      by , 04-10-2019 at 06:57 AM
      I am in a casino with Mom. Weíre on what seems to be a longer and slightly raised section. There are slot machines interspersed up here, and Iím not entirely sure whatís on the lower section. Mom is gambling, and Iím walking back and forth for some reason. I notice that Iím wearing a tie dye Grateful Dead shirt. I walk past a couple and notice that they both have GD shirts or at least tie dye. The woman has lightly tie dyed and flowing pants. They both have brown hair and are probably in their late 40s. When I walk past them again, ĎMight as Wellí is playing and I am singing along to it. I look to see if they are also, and I donít think they are. I also wonder casually theyíve seen my shirt. They seem to be looking at something off in the distance. I meet up with Mom now, and sheís holding a voucher. Sheís telling me how she was up but then lost some money right at the end.
    2. Tuesday, March 19

      by , 03-22-2019 at 03:05 AM
      I am at what looks like work, out on the floor and at a table (that is not really there) by the registers. There are a few different cakes that Mom has made sitting out. I think sheís sitting here too. Iím trying the cakes, and they are really good. Walking around now, I see only Beth ringing and what looks like a forming line. When I go to help, I see that the Ďlineí of people are still looking around. There is something about the Grateful Deadís Ďworstí show that happened to be played in Mexico. I think I am currently listening to it. It is very short. I think there are only six songs in the first set and one short song before drums in the second. I think there is a song with Bob and some female pop singer that really just doesnít sound like them. Kat is here, and I tell her it is pretty terrible. Then I realize she was at the show and I donít want to sound mean; I say itís still fine because itís the GD, but it is bad for their standards.
    3. Thursday, August 30

      by , 12-29-2018 at 02:38 AM
      I have gone into Discology. It is a completely different building; the walls seem dark in color and there are a few rows of low, black shelves. David starts talking to me about how he rearranged things? He also has a proposition for me or something like that. I start looking in a shelf and see four Doors records. They have the look of an older pressing thatís been around a while but taken care of. All are familiar expect one; this one is a copy of Strange Days with a completely different cover. I donít think it says Strange Days anywhere, but somehow I know. It kind of has a lot of things going on, part of it being a car or two and a side profile of Ray. I think about getting it just to have this different edition. I also see some classical. There are a few with thick covers of a solid color [that are actually in the store, as of last time I was in]. I think heís moved them to this more accessible spot, probably so they can be seen more. I find a multiple LP set of classical performed by a woman composer. It looks near mint, the cover and discs, and is labeled as $1-$2, so I keep it. Iím guessing the price is based on how many of the discs you take? I go to pay for it, but David looks like heís getting ready to leave, so Iím just going to leave two dollar bills on the counter by his computer.



      I am somewhere inside where there are a lot of people milling around. The vibe seems pretty happy. I see some members of the Grateful Dead among the crowd. One is Jerry (his appearance is like that from the late 70s), what I go up to and say Ďhow about a Dark Star to open the second set?í He seems to think itís a good idea. I then let Bobby? know. I think Donna is here as well. It doesnít really seem like Iím in the band, but it does seem like I have some influence. Later, the band comes on and Jerry starts a Dark Star but it is soon overridden by one or more others in the band. Iím a little disappointed.
    4. Saturday, June 30

      by , 08-28-2018 at 09:28 PM
      I am at a Dead and Company show with Dad and one other guy, probably a family friend. The venue is on a grassy and sandy slope down to the ocean. Down towards the bottom of the slope, I can see the off-white top of the tent (kind of like Shoreline) in which theyíre playing. Most of it is hidden by the incline. At times, I can see the band, but it is intermittent for whatever reason. There are also waves breaking that make their way up the slope and I think into the tent. I end up briefly talking with someone I know, before making my way down the slope. The band has started, and I dance as I walk. I think a few people look at me, but they are smiling. Iím by the tent now, and it looks more like a small seaside bar or cafť. You can walk right into it. Some people are doing just that, but theyíre getting kicked out, as they are too close to the band or too much of a nuisance. The atmosphere other than that is very laid back. The band, in a single small room, laughs and chats while tuning up between songs. I think the drum kit is in a room separate but still connected to the other. Bill Kreutzmann is here, but he is just hanging out while another, older man plays the drums. It seems to me that Bill is unable to play tonight for whatever reason. I start talking with this other drummer, but it ends up being me talking to Bill, with him either on the drums or right by them. For a moment, Iím self conscious of taking up time if theyíre playing music, but theyíre taking a while between songs anyway. I ask Bill, prefacing the question with me knowing that it sounds like a typical fan thing to stay, how he would feel about playing Liberty. I am self conscious of my voice as I am speaking. He looks as if heís really thinking about it. I mention how it would be fitting since itís so close to the 4th of July. I also wonder if theyíd play it mid-set or for the encore. Bill says heís not sure, because he never really got the pace of the song and his playing was never really coherent on it. I think of versions Iíve heard and guess I could see it. He tells me thatís why they started playing [something with a longer name] in Ď94 and Ď95. This song is, I think, similar to Liberty in tempo and lyrical theme. I nod, thinking of my notes of shows, not sure Iíve ever actually heard it. I think he sees the uncertainty in my nod and briefly wonder if heís thinking that Iím not that versed in the music, but I know Iíve listened to a fair amount of their shows in that era. (Whatever the name of the song was, itís not an actual song theyíve done).
    5. Saturday, June 23

      by , 08-15-2018 at 07:22 PM
      Makayla is sitting in some open type area that seems like a pier. It is a bench type seat that seems to be right above some shallow water. The water extends a ways under the covering. It is fairly dim. By her is a large case of beer that has different slots for the different types. I think it has cans and bottles. She is opening a stout bottle and pouring it into a glass. I try it and tell her it is too cold and needs to be warmer. Surprisingly, she agrees with this. I want to have my own, so I open and pour a bottle, but it is the wrong color - a hazy orangey yellow. I see that this is some IPA with a blue label with a fish on it. It is good though, and I am still going to finish it. Later? I am looking for Makayla. I walk down to a row of houses from which I can see the ocean right behind. I am going to go between two houses, but see that it is still pretty much their yard and that there are some people out. I end up seeing Makayla through the screen window of a brown RV that is also close to the ocean. I look up to the window above me and talk to her a bit.



      Melissa has on a floral dress and apparently nothing on under it. She has crawled onto me with a certain degree of fervor and is riding me Ďin reverseí. Itís a very nice moment. The Grateful Dead is on in the background; theyíre playing an early (1974) They Love Each Other. After a few lines, he stops singing while the music continues, as if he has forgotten lyrics. I think I was the one singing and couldnít remember any further?
    6. Sunday, June 17

      by , 07-21-2018 at 09:06 PM
      I am in a room that has a pool or multiple pools. One of them is pretty crowded. I am now sitting in it though, with Veronica (from high school). Sheís wearing a Grateful Dead tie dye and is sitting a little too close to me. She is also turned towards me and is not so subtly coming onto me. Iím not very comfortable with it.
    7. Fleeting lucidity and many more dreams

      by , 08-27-2012 at 05:02 PM
      Commentary Non-lucid Lucid
      Several dreams tonight about hiding from something or searching for something. I had the thought in one of my dreams that I was lucid but when I tried to experience the dream lucidly I came out of it quickly and woke up. I wasn't too frustrated when I woke up.

      Nearly Lucid - Strange City - Jail Break - Mountain Lion - Shopping MallArrive in a strange city on a personal "train" station. The city is called "Somerset" and the word is big and bold on every building. One of the first buildings that I passed was the county jail. Some of the windows were busted open and it was obvious that there was a break-out. Nobody seemed concerned on the street but I could sense the fear in the air. I sped up my walking because I didn't want an escaped prisoner sneaking up on me. Around a corner I spotted a still mountain lion on the sidewalk. It frightened me and I thought it would attack me. I decided to attack it first by going up from behind it around the block. I did this but it was gone by the time I rounded the block. Soon, I walked into a mall. I'm shopping for fall/winter clothes thinking about what my girlfriend would like. They were very eccentric clothes, with brightly colored stripes. On the radio, they were playing the Grateful Dead's version of "When I Paint my Masterpiece." I'm done with that. I go walking through the mall. There are many people all around. Suddenly, and I don't know why, I had the thought I'm lucid! I'm lucid!Quickly, the dream became cloudy and the people started to disappear and reappear quickly. I was losing awareness of my dream body. Meanwhile I'm trying to rub my hands and make a hot girl appear.I haven't really read up on the methods for staying lucid yet lol. Then I started waking up, but didn't fully wake up and went into another sleep cycle.

      Lighting & Grateful Dead
      Was under a tall bridge in a riverside park with the Grateful Dead (Lesh and Weir were the only ones recognizable). There was a fierce lightning storm and I kept trying to find the best spot to avoid being struck. I was the only one worrying so much. I asked Weir for a ride to my house. He obliged. I said goodbye to the girls, who were people from from my life.

      Tropical Lagoon Detective
      I'm in a tropical lagoon. I'm on a rock looking at a cat. The cat is looking for "evidence." Supposedly, it is the best at what it does. I dive in myself and start looking for evidence. The cat looks at me like "who do you think you are?" but then accepts me and we help each other. We go up to this stone memorial that is halfway submerged below the water. There are many names on it but I don't make any of them out. They're clues....

      I end up in a house who's first floor is flooded with water. We are hiding but someone on the second floor sees me and says that I'm careless.

      Suddenly, I'm on the second floor of a bar overlooking a parade of some sort. It is rather crowded. My old housemate is there. He's not happy with me, lecturing me on how you have to work hard to keep your friends. I consider purchasing a spear gun to protect me from sharks and other dangers but my cat (who has transformed into a human) tells me its not necessary. There has never been a shark attack in that lagoon.

      Argument between my aunt and father
      It was at a family dinner. There were many people there, some of whom don't like each other; they consisted of some of the women who live in our town who have contributed to the breakup of my aunt and uncle and to the breakup of the friendship between my mother and her best friend and tensions between my mother and aunt (it's fucked up). My aunt started complaining about something she divorced her husband a year ago but everyone in the family including me and my father still loves him and this causes her some anger toward us. My dad is fed up with her complaining and starts verbally arguing with her. They are jabbing each other back and forth in front of each other. There is insults against the others genitalia. Finally, I get between my dad and aunt, point to my aunt and say, "you have to leave" and then point to my dad and say "and you have to stop criticizing her in front of everybody." At that, they do as I demand. I walk my aunt out and as she leaves I kiss my hand and put it to hers. She has this really kind of gross way of kissing where she purses her lips to an extreme degree. That is why I didn't kiss her face.