10/27/2013, 10:00-7:00 This dream was from 6:00 to 7:00, because I woke at like 5:30 to my mom calling dad on the phone. Dream 1: I was in a store, sort of like Walmart. I was with my family. I was looking for a megaphone, and my brother R was looking for a nerf gun. We both went up to the checkout counter, where they had a bunch of stuff; mostly big nerf guns. There was a woman and a man there. I asked them what they had. They brought out a nerf minigun. Though it was pretty cool, R said we had it already, so they put it back. They then took out another one, which R didn't like, so they put it back, too. I then asked them for a megaphone, they said they didn't have one. I thought I saw one on the other side of the isle where the counter was, but they said it wasn't a nerf gun. I got frustrated and started leaving the counter. I then turned into Bart Simpson in a room, that sort of looked like an attic. He was after a megaphone, too. I think he had one in his room, though. He used it in there, saying a few things. He then went to a field next to a small body of water. His parents were close by, as well as a lot of other people. Bart had a baseball, which he dropped into the water. As a ship floated by, Bart got into the water to get the baseball. I then saw a tentacle in the water, but it didn't concern Bart. Bart then grabbed onto a metal hook thing on the ship, but then, the octopus-monster started pulling Bart deep into the water. The only thing Bart still cared about, apparently, was getting the ball. Not getting to the surface. As Bart allowed me and himself to drown (I was part of him, sort of), he reached for the ball. We ended up drowning. At that point, I turned slightly lucid. I wanted to try to get back into a dream, but I wasn't lucid enough, and I woke up.
4 Sep 2011 We were staying at an open motel I think and there was a problem with the railway line. A man was showing us how to make railway rails out of copper barbed wire and small copper nails. He talked of a time when a close relative of mine was working at the factory which supplied these rails and of how this relative was a perfectionist. He would use more nails than anyone else as he used them a spacers to make sure that the spacing in the rail was even. His rails always lasted longer than anybody else's. We made a few short segments of rail with no clear intention but then went and used them on our Gemini Catamaran as a launching device. One short rail was attached to the stern of each hull and a rope was tied around it. Somehow this mechanism was to allow us to release the rope from on board. On the day of testing, M.S. was on the shore watching us with no idea what it was that we were doing. The mechanism did not work in theory and the same went for in practice. We had to cut the ropes in the end and nearly capsized in the process. As we finally got away, M.S. called out "Where to now?" I yelled "Home," but she did not hear me and a asked again repeatedly so I sent her a text message politely telling her that we were heading home and that she would find it difficult to join us there. Then there was intrusion from the waking world, I heard someone ask whether I was awake yet and woke myself up as the dream was quite boring and I was in a hurry. I might also mention that the rails produced bore more resemblance to zippers than to railway rails in the waking world. Oh and the Nerf Gun, there was reference to a Nerf Gun.
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