Killer Whales Walking along a beach. There are lots of people around, apparently getting ready for a festival. It is like a regatta, with lots of boats, but apparently there are killer whales involved. I think the boats are going out to fish for the whales, or something. There is a ring of buoys marking off an area near the shore, beyond which are the boats, I think. I wonder if the buoys are marking off a safe place for people to swim. People are out in the water, some of them swimming after the boats. I think to myself that I wouldn’t want to be out there among the killer whales... I feel like the following was a separate dream from "Killer Whales", but since I'm not sure and the setting is similar I will only count this as one dream for the competition. Walking along a beach with my brother. We are in Florida, or some place. We are also naked. There might be more than the two of us. There is something about the sand – I might be noticing how nice the sand feels on my feet or something. We come across a rock outcropping that we start to climb. Some other people are walking along the beach, and I hope to climb far enough up that they won’t notice that I’m naked. I get up to a high spot, but then get kind of nervous about being up so high and climb down a little. The dream transitions into a third person account of people on a climbing trip. They are climbing back down, but in order to do so properly they are supposed to trust their guide to lift them part of the way down. The rock outcropping seems more like a house at this point. Aunt J’s At Aunt J’s. My family is there. This might have been related to an earlier part in which I’m with the family in a hotel (for the sake of this account I’ll assume that it was). We are in this hotel place, at breakfast. The family is sitting around the table, and I go to get some food. There is also some coffee available, in carafes in a separate nook...At some point I decide to walk over to my cousin’s house. At about the same time as I walk in, she comes in another door. I think she might be a little disturbed to find me prowling around the house while she was gone, so I explain that I just walked in. After a bit of talking, I learn that her three dogs (which she doesn’t have in waking life) have gone missing. We aren’t too worried, it just seems like they went outside and haven’t come back yet. We go out and I think I call for the dogs. At this point, either her dogs come back or someone else’s dog comes running in. There is something about the dog seeming vicious, but me trying to get along with it. Then the dream changes into a couple of people including myself carrying heavy doors into a garage. Two of them carry a set of two doors, and I carry one by myself, playfully bragging about being able to do it on my own. I think one of the other two people is my brother, who makes some kind of retort. At Aunt J’s, I think. I go upstairs to use the bathroom. For some reason I’m there for longer than I want to be – I think people have come back from somewhere and I’m concerned about seeming to be in the bathroom so long (or something). Anyway, I go to get dressed and go downstairs. There is a bit of trouble standing up somehow, involving pulling myself up by a railing and getting urine on a towel or something. Then when I pull my pants up and start going downstairs I find that I had a large bag of loose-leaf tea in my pants that has ripped open. The tea leaves are spilling out and making a mess, further delaying me from going downstairs to see the people who have come along. At some point a girl I know is talking about coming back to the other place with us to spend the night. Not sure if this was the same dream or a different dream: At Aunt J’s? There is a device that someone (my grandfather?) is using to siphon water into a jar for me to take with me when I go somewhere. They fill the jar with water, and another jar (at least, another jar comes from somewhere). We put these into a plastic bag along with some other items, and now I have the challenge of carrying the bag without spilling the water. Restroom privacy issues Going to a public restroom. I’m in one stall, but people keep coming into the restroom and for some reason that bothers me so I decide to find a different stall. There is one a couple of stalls down. I walk into this one. It is fairly large. At first I notice a mannequin set up inside the door, which is positioned so that it’s staring at the toilet. I guess that’s OK. But then I notice that there is a security guard sitting next to the toilet, along with a kid (his son, I think). I don’t really want these people watching me while I use the toilet, so I give up. Fragment A chipmunk or a small squirrel in my kitchen.
10-04-2012 -- And with this dream I catch up the only October dream I haven't already posted. I have no idea how or why, but I have just moved in to a second story bedroom in BM's home in England ... and I think I'm going to move out again almost immediately. I am trying to take a shower, and there are long, thorny vines twisting all through the shower, making it almost impossible. I step out and grab a pair of hedge clippers, planning to cut them up, when B. comes in screaming that I will do no such thing! I'm expected to just live with the vines, as they were here first. As we are arguing, some of her kids and grand kids come wandering in, and start taking showers while wearing their clothes for modesty. This doesn't work too well because about half of them end up turning see-thru. I'm enjoying the view, which leads to a couple of husbands being mad at me. Well, if they don't want people watching their wives shower, they ought to wait until the bathroom is free and they can have it to themselves! It turns out it is Christmas, and they all force me to sit down with them for the entire gift opening process, yet it is a family thing, and nobody has brought any gifts for me, so they should have just left me out of the whole thing, damn it! Finally I decide I've had enough ... I'm moving out! "No you aren't! How dare you! You selfish, insensitive, ungrateful jerk!" We fight over what stuff in the bathroom is mine, and they are trying to steal my soap and stuff. They also take some of my money which is all in pound notes (how I know I am in England.) They are giving me a pair of purple panties that are so small they must belong to a little kid, but what would I want with those?!? B. almost throws my shoes out the second floor window, and across the fence into the neighbor's yard with all the wild animals (a place I know from other dreams.) I finally make it out the front door, when I remember that I also have a large stash of quarters still inside the house. I use some sort of mind power to call a couple of the kids, and they gather up two big handfuls of quarters and bring them out to me. I take them, and it is my money, but I feel slightly bad that the kids might get in trouble for giving it to me. Soon I find myself in Las Vegas for some sort of show at a balloon convention. Don't know much about the convention because I have never been to one before, but the show is like the evening shows they do at the FCM convention. Mark Byrne is preparing to do a major show, and he wants me to assist him. He takes a few minutes to ask me how I am doing and what's going on in my life, then asks if I am familiar with the glass frame-card trick. I'm not sure, it looks kind of like the pen through card trick I did as a little kid, except it is huge, sized for a card of about three feet by four. As Mark is making sure I am prepared, a barber comes up to us both. He is to make sure we're both ready for the show. He gives Mark a quick trim of hair and beard, takes maybe 30 seconds, then he does the same thing to me. I expect I'm getting the same brief trim that Mark got, then I glance in a mirror and find no, the top of my head is now almost bald, except for this tiny tuft of hair that has been dyed gray, and somehow gives me a kind of Oriental look. What the hell? Mark again asks me how I'm doing as we're preparing to go on, and this time I let him know I'm not doing all that well, I'm broke and out of work. But hopefully things will all work out.
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