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DJ Log: April 3, 2011 – 5:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I scribbled this one down early this morning, but didn't notice it until I was getting into bed just a moment ago. Hopefully this is the end of my dry spell.

I am driving into the parking lot of my old high school, as I was hired for some sort of a sound gig. It is snowing like crazy and there is well over a foot of snow on the ground. I'm towing my equipment trailer behind my straight-piped diesel battle tank. As I drive from the parking lot to the side door by the auditorium, my tires start spinning in the snow. Aggravated by this, I put my truck in 4x4, set my rev-lock at 2500 rpm, and let the spinning tires dig a pathway the rest of the way to the building. The engine is roaring strong and the turbo sounds like a jet engine preparing for takeoff. As I bog through the snow, diesel soot pours from my exhaust pipe and blackens the snow along my freshly carved ruts.

There's a huge recall gap here, including unloading and connecting all of the equipment. Could just be a gap in recall or perhaps a dream exit and re-entry.

Everyone is getting the auditorium ready for some kind of a show. There is a DJ Setting up his equipment on a table on the left side, and I am finishing the last connections to my mixer on the right side of the room. In the rear, there is a lady setting up a projector and a DVD player. She asks me for an audio cable to connect to the DVD player, which I don't have one that's long enough. I ask her for a long microphone cable so I can extend the DVD Audio cable. She brings me a messy, knotted cable which I untangle then cut the ends off. I spliced the microphone cable together with the DVD cable and connected it to my mixer.

After a bit, the doors opened and quite a many people walked in and sat down in the chairs. The DJ started playing Cheap Trick – All I Really Want to Do. Immediately, the DJ was bombarded by people telling him to turn it off and play Justin Bieber. After a couple minutes of Bieber, I decided that I had had enough of this and I wanted to go sit in my truck and listen to some psy-trance instead. I walked toward the exit door and as soon as I opened the door, I woke up.

I'm in a store together with my siblings. There's a stand with candy next to us. We are trying to find something to buy. A. is searching for milk chocolate with nuts, but she can't find any. There are lots of other kinds of candy though. There's many kinds of chocolate, for example white chocolate with fruit in and candy canes. I pick up a packet of candy canes and consider buying them, but I think that it isn't Christmas now, so I shouldn't but them, besides, the packet looks old and dusty.

We walk around the store and see what else there is. Behind a wall there's a man making rubber boots. I watch him for a while. I notice that the leg part of the boots are long tubes that he cuts of to the appropriate length with ordinary scissors.

After we're done browsing we leave and go home. When I'm on my way home it starts snowing. There's a blizzard and I can barely move because the wind is so strong. I notice that I am wearing plastic bags on my feet and think that's good, because I wouldn't want my feet to get wet. I am however worried that my feet will get too cold.

After a while I manage to get to the front door. I walk through it. When I come inside everyone else has already gone to bed. I decide to go sit outside for a while. I go outside and sit on the porch. It is no longer snowing and I don't get cold, but there is still snow on the ground.

While I sit there I hear a knocking on the back door. I look over the snow pile next to me and see a middle aged man standing outside the door. I remember that everyone else is sleeping so I decide to open the door for him. I go inside and walk to the back door. I open it.

The man says that he knows my mother and has come there to tell her something. I say that she has gone to bed. He tries to get inside and says that he loves her. I notice that he's drunk. He comes inside and starts to recite a love poem he's written. I look over to the next room where mom usually sits and notice that she's sitting there, even though the lights are out. She is watching me and I know that she has heard what the man has said. She comes over to us and start talking to the man. I leave.

The next day mom tells me that she's engaged. I think it's weird that she'd get engaged to a drunk guy I've never seen before, but I try to be supportive.

I am with my mom in a car. It seems to be a European car because the driver's seat is
on the right. My mom is driving and I am sitting in the front passenger seat. We are
driving through the woods and we come up to a get with security guards. They come
up and she apparently has some sort of security clearance but she has to go park or
something so I have to get out and go ahead. I have clearance by inheritance. The
guards make me swear not to speak of this to anyone. I almost say "What if I just talk
about it but no details?" but I decide I best not. The next thing I remember, I am sitting
in the dining room of our house talking to my mom who is in the kitchen. She has
oatmeal but is not satisfied with it or something. I say to put raisins in it. She says
she had a bad experience with raisins ( a batch were bad or something ) and these
are fine but shes still wary of them. My dad then walks in and starts complaining about
work. He says how they don't clean the snow up well. He says that his boss is not
focusing her priorities that she is focusing on the paper clutter on desks and not the
sidewalks. The dream ends.

DJ Log: March 19, 2011 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am shoveling snow from my driveway and the area just inside the door of my cargo trailer. It's dark and there is about 6 inches of snow on the ground, and about an inch on the road over a layer of ice. A couple of cars drive by very slowly with their flashers on. Suddenly, a motorcycle drives by very quickly then hits one of the cars, causing it to spin around and hit the other car. Another car and a van hit the brakes and slide down the road and end up crashing into the other cars. Shortly after, a pickup truck and another car slide into the wreckage.

I retrieve a flashlight from the trailer and run to the road to see if everyone is OK. Just then, a whole bunch of people are running down the hill, a lady yelling, “He just stole my motorcycle.” As they pass, the motorcycle restarts the engine and buzzes down the road. I join the chase and we are all taking huge leaping strides while we run. It only takes about 30 steps to cover about a mile (1.6Km) of road until we reach the bottom of the hill and watch the thief run into a building on the edge of town. Everyone stops and I hear someone yell, “You asshole! Don't go and start shit inside the BB&T bank.” I turn around and say, “I'm not afraid to just march into there and find this asshole.” then I run up and push my way through the revolving door. Most of the people follow me into what looks like a sleazy night club, not the bank which it looked like from the outside. We search around a bit, but the bike thief is nowhere to be seen. A random guy walks out into the hallway and asks us if we want to buy some Special K. I decline, then turn around and walk back out the door, being followed by a few others.

I walk back up the hill toward my house, listening to the people behind me mumbling about how we missed the thief. When I approach my driveway, the others behind me run as fast as they can past me and up the hill into my yard. After a brief moment, I hear a bit of commotion, then one of them yells, “I found him!” I retrieve a pistol from my side holster and start walking up the hill toward them.

The dream quickly fades and I wake up.

A dream that came back to me from a few years ago. It skips around a bit, but stays within the same narrative.

I was walking in the snow with my wife and child (I was a man in the dream, I would estimate I was 35-40yrs old). We were just enjoying the calm when we decide to walk to the library were I used to live irl.

We make our way in, but it is a trap and my wife and daughter disappear somehow (nothing mystical, I just loose sight of them).

I end up at the top floor of the building, which ends up having many floors. I just know that I have to find my way down to find them.

There were many people I had to fight, and trials I had to face on my way down the stairs. The only one I remember was one with yu-gi-oh cards, or something of the like, that he was summoning or using magic to get in my way.

I finally make it to the bottom and find them on the first floor looking for me.
I grab them and run out of the building. We all begin to get in the car discussing how strange the events were that just happened.

I had a sudden realization "hey" I say "we didn't driver here" the fake image melts away and we find that we are still in the building.

We fight our way out again and walk home together, and I wake up.

I found it strange enough that I was a married man with a child, but I loved them so much, I have never not been another gender other than this dream to date.

Comment Dream Lucid
Amount of sleep: 10.5 hours
Supplement before sleep: Fanta exotic
Epic: 8.1/10
Real: 6.5/10


I was in a house that felt like being on top of a mountain. I was at a guy who had injured himself. the house was designed as a large aircraft. I knew none of those who was there.
The house was almost like our cabin only reversed, it was stairs going down instead of up, the rooms were almost the same place, and the kitchen and living room was where they should be.

Later I went skiing or something in a high mountain pass, it was a dive on one side and a large frozen lake on the other side. (Clear references to our cabin and the cabin area of these dreams) I was with a large group, I would see off the cliff next to a stick that was sticking up with a red banner on it. (Just as those who show the way in the desert in the game Ocarina of Time) I slid down, but no one helped me up, but I got myself up. there was a lady (with dark hair, but not the same woman as before) who said that I should slope down in the hill there. I said that I would break every bone in my body. she said what and I said then we would have to go to the hospital. On my way up I saw a red banner over the lake.(Maybe showing me another path here) The whole group was heading towards a cave, right by where I slid down. (It was more of the banners farther away, I drew a drawing.

I landed at an airport. It was like the airport was high in the sky also, the gates floated, and it looked like a space station. Then suddenly I was down under the platforms (the gates). It was a football field. I think it was a local team playing. The arena was bigger than any football court I have seen, but there were no people in the stands, for there were no spectators, only big fat walls. I sat down in a staircase. the walls were blue, and of plastic, as were the stairs, just like you'd expect in a swimming hall. but the color of the stairs was gray. there were white lines under the blue. Some of my buddies walked towards me, so then I ran up the stairs, and was on top again.

I was high in the sky all the time in these dreams. I dunno why. I also dreamt that I got my paycheck somewhere in those dreams. I wonder if the numbers are correct with what I actually get.

05.03.2011

Furious Red Balls, Museum, and Snow (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: Unknown Saturday, March 4-5th, 2011

Hours: Unknown Alarm: None Audio: None

Thisw as a really long, and eventfull dream. I love dreams that have a storyline. The very first feeling of the dream, before i knew where i was or even saw anyhting was that of a college dorm room, that of ancient origin. As the dream started, i was in an old building. It was intricate and perfectly crafted, it was amazing. Something, although i am unsure of what, was gong on. All of the sudden, red and white ping pong sixed bals started vilolently raining down from above me. Either they were coming out of the ceiling, or the roof was open and they were coming from the sky. It was somehwta like a hardship, but at the smae time it was somewhat of a game. I was ducking. and at one point i stuck my head in a little nook or cranny and then finally decided to go into the trap door that lead to a deeper level in the building. I went in, and now i was in a room with some of my relatives and it was a museum-like setting. It was very ancient civilization, but that of sophistication. I was in awe over the amount and quality of the artifacts around me, it was inspiring. I saw a giant eisel and went over to it. It was somewhat of a giant coloring book. I looked through it and it was filled with designs of clothes and they were brilliant. They were very old, and i pointed out to people that thedate on the book was 1702.
shortly after, we all decided it was time to go, so we went out the door and walked outside. There was a highway looking rod, covered in snow, but the sun was shining. We had to, in order to get where we were going, slide on the snow on our knees. So i got on my knees and started doing it really well, other people were using their arms to help support them but i didn't need to. I was really proud of myself and i was oging really fast. I got to the end after passing everyone up. There, a young girl and a young boy were there next to eachother. They were todlers. The girl was extremely cute. The boy kissed her, it was cute, and they were smiling and giggling. I was laughing. Then it was over.

I wake up in ‘my bedroom’ (it does not look like my bedroom). I step out into the hall. There is a railing looking out over a large two story window. I see something falling out of the sky in the distance. It is shining like a meteorite falling into the atmosphere from space. It crashes down. I can’t see exactly where it land because it lands in the distance behind a hill. I see blue and green flashes coming from behind the hill.

The dream gets fuzzy. I think I saw people walking away from the crash site. They look like army soldiers; they are in uniform and are carrying weapons.

Suddenly there is a flying ‘drone’ (from the game bioshock) zooming around in my room. It shines a blue light at me. I scream ‘you’re not real, this is just a dream”. I look at my hands and start rubbing them together.

I wake up from the dream in my bedroom beside my boyfriend. It is my bedroom (it looks like my bedroom) but I know that it is in a house (not an apartment). My boyfriend is sleeping beside me but he is holding a boning knife that is pointing down on my sternum.

Now we are sitting in the living room (my boyfriend and I). We can see outside the window that there are many soldiers going from house to house. My boyfriend tells me to make an excuse when they get to us. I’m not sure what that means but I can tell that something is wrong. A soldier comes to our doos and asks if we’ve seen anything out of the ordinary. I stutter my boyfriend cuts in and makes up some sort of story to convince him that everything is alright. I’m thinking of the knife that morning, thinking that that was definitely out of the ordinary and it was terrifying.

Next thing I remember I was on top of a snowy hill with many people.
Now I am in a house with my dad’s side of the family. One of my cousins is screaming and swearing as she tries to get through a door in the house we’re in. It is unlike her to scream and swear. I feel like there is something wrong so I try to flee.

I am on a snowmobile outside of a house that I used to live in with my parents. I am trying to get my boyfriend. There is a young boy in a snow suit attacking him. I’m yelling and trying to get him on the snowmobile so that we can get away.

The End

Throughout the entire dream I felt that the meteorite crash, flashing light, and soldiers had everything to do with why everybody was acting weird.

I thought I'd only come here to post lucid dreams, but I feel obligated to share this very peculiar and vivid experience ¹.
So this dream starts as me and a couple of friends arrive at a little world war two scenario called Hellendoorn, a city located in The Netherlands. I recognize the place, and easily drive a car in its familiar landscapes. Snow has covered the grass, and the lake is pitch dark from outside. A very blue, indigo look. The watermill is barely moving. We then step out from our car ², now heading to a house situaded by the watermill and lake, we seem to be wearing fancy clothes. The house is much, much bigger from what it looks in reality, and I would call it a mansion. As we wait for someone to open the door, I check some family pictures of the ones who live in the mansion (these were in my pocket), and discuss their daughter's appearance with my friends. I think to myself, "she's kinda cute".
A little blonde girl welcomes us in, as we make our way to the living room. We spend the night there and have dinner, watch television and play videogames. It's all going just fine when the girl from the picture (the one we were talking about, before going in) decides to tell me she wants to make out with me. I feel great she picked me instead of the other two, and we kiss and fool around while we watch something on the tv. Everything looks great to me, "what a night, this is sonot what I'm used to do", when I realize I have a girlfriend already, and that this would be considered cheating. It was cheating. I perform a huge facepalm and stop kissing her. We both move to the kitchen and I tell her I should not at all be doing that, for I had a girlfriend who I really was in love with. She tells me she also has a boyfriend, however I'm not sure if she regrets what we've done as much as I do. I feel extremely bad about myself and wake up.

¹ Okay, it sounds stupid to those who weren't there, but the atmosphere of the dream was impressive from the inside. Everything was perfectly built up and elaborated, I felt weird when I woke up and realized it was all inside my head. I like this feeling and I don't get it very often, so this is basically why I'm posting it.
² It's a 1942 German Vehicle, and it has the odd ability to transport passengers through water. I believe it was also used by the military (Germany), during World War II.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a car with my grandfather (who, in waking life, passed away about two years ago). We were in a parking lot. It was night, probably a cold night. I was in the driver's seat, and my grandpa was in the passenger's seat.

My grandfather told me that he had a disease and that he was going to die in a very short time, maybe as short as seven days. I got very sad to think that my grandfather was going to die so soon. What struck me more than the fact that I would miss him was the thought of him standing so close to the complete uncertainty at that moment of death.

I started to cry. I clenched my throat and grit my teeth as I cried, as if I were trying to stifle the cry. But my tears were also very bitter, as if they were somehow electrified.

I now stood outside of and just in front of the car. There were two trees in front of the car. They were right next to each other, possibly crowding into each other. The tree on the right (as I faced the trees) may have been some kind of evergreen tree. The tree on the left was barren of leafs, with a strange, parallel branching, with the final branches sticking out almost perfectly straight. These branches either had big, red buds on them or else something like Christmas lights.

My grandpa was floating up into the barren tree. I may have been holding on to his hand as he floated (or climbed?) higher up into the tree. The tree was something like the way to heaven. So in this sense, my grandpa was already dying. Eventually I had to let go of my grandpa's hand.

Dream #2

I was in a small house like a log cabin in the middle of the woods. The place was crowded with people, all probably "my family." One man in particular, an older, skinny man, lay on a scanty bed, probably wearing long johns or a tank top and old-looking pajama pants.

It was a really cold day and I needed to get somewhere to check on something, possibly some other house that might be in trouble. The house may have been separated from us by a lake, which was frozen now.

I probably would go across the lake by taking some kind of vehicle -- which, now, seems to have been something like a hovercraft and ski-doo mixed together. But to drive the vehicle, I'd need fuel.

All over the room there were these stumps of wood, stood upright, like columns. On top of the stumps there were upside-down lids for metal garbage cans.

The upside-down lids were filled with some kind of substance. This, I understood, was fuel for the vehicle. The fuel was clear and had a kerosene-like quality to it. But it was in a partly frozen state in all the "pans." It was melting from snow-like blocks into the clear liquid state.

I asked the old man if I could use some of the fuel for the vehicle. The old man asked me about the conditions outside. It had to do with something about the level of the snow outside. I'd been outside only a while ago, and I knew that the conditions were bad. I didn't lie to the old man.

The old man said, "Then, no. You can't use any of the snow. You know what kind of danger you'd be putting yourself in. And in weather like this, the ice on that lake is weak. That vehicle would melt right through the ice, and you'd find yourself inside the pond."

Dream #3

I was out walking with one of my old friends. We were up on the crest of a snowy hill. It was a sunny day, and the sky was clear and blue.

To our left were something like footprints. To me they probably seemed like human footprints, even though, now, they seem to me to have been gigantic footprints.

For some reason, these footprints proved that the snow was pristine, virgin snow, untraversed by other people. This was a relief to me, as I had been afraid this whole time that people had already been climbing this hill, and that sooner or later I'd have to deal with a lot of jerks while I was out hiking.

I looked further down the snowy slope to my left. At the base of the hill was a small town. I think I mostly saw one-story houses, probably from the 1960s or 1970s.

Dream #3

I was "talking" (in my head?) with a few of my family members. They had asked me to stay wherever I was for a little more time. I decided that I would.

My family members then told me that as a reward for staying a little while longer, they would also give me a couple final days all to myself and give me a free trip (or free tickets?) to the beach.

At this point I realized I was in Philadelphia. Apparently Philadelphia had this very short stretch of beach, but it was one of the best beaches in the world.

I now saw this beach as if I were flying over it from a couple hundred feet in a helicopter. I saw how short the stretch of beach was. The water into which the beach receeded also looked a bit murky, greenish black, not the kind of water you'd want to swim in. It also seemed like all sides of the beach were bordered by a rather intimidating fence. I saw people on the beach. It didn't look like a very fun place to go. But I kept telling myself, It's a luxury beach, one of the best.

I felt guilty. I didn't know why my family would feel like they needed to give me such an incentive to stay around a little while longer. They should have just been able to feel like they could ask me without having also to give me something.

Dream #5

I was outside in some kind of semi-suburban area that kind of feels to me now like Princeton, New Jersey. I was out in an area of open, wide, rolling lawns. In the distance were some houses and a short, long structure that was something like a church. There was also, somewhere else, a tall, stone statue of a figure like Christ.

There were a few other people in this environment, men, around my age. At some point, some man blew a bugle or made some general call to everybody. This, I told myself, was a "changing of the guard."

Apparently we had all been playing a game where some people were in charge of the other people. At the "changing of the guard," the people in charge were no longer in charge. I don't think anybody would be in charge at that point. Possibly the game would just be over.

At the "changing of the guard," we all had to go to one specific place, at the top of one of the rolling hills of grass. I was heading to that place. But at some point I saw one of the men in charge.

I had to scurry away in some weird way so that the man wouldn't see me. If he saw me, he'd taunt me or hurt me or make me do something embarrassing. He was allowed to do any of these things, because he was still in charge. And even though the "changing of the guard" had been called, if the man didn't know it, he'd still act like he was in charge. And I, for some reason, would still obey like he was in charge.

Now I was at the top of the hill with the same man, who was apparently an old friend of mine. The game was over, and it was now time to relax. My friend had brought some women with him. The women were naked. They were younger than we; I'm not sure how much younger. They were pale white and had pale red-brown hair.

My friend and I were going to have sex with the girls. Before this time, I now noticed, my friend and I had simply been "having sex" by masturbating and then coming onto torn up pieces of styrofome cups. I was still holding a piece of cup that was the base of the cup with just a little bit of the vessel still rising up off of it. The cup was a kind of pale, blue-green color.

I was just getting ready to come into the cup when my friend pointed out a girl to me. She was mine. My friend immediately got busy with another girl, right in front of me.

The girl who was mine kind of looked at me shyly. I felt bad. She kind of seemed afraid of this whole thing. I told her if she didn't want to do anything, we didn't have to. But if she did want to do something, she should lay down on her back.

So the girl lay down on her back. I think she was lying on a soft, colorful, plaid blanket, instead of on the lawn. I was now naked. I lay down on the girl. I had a little trouble getting aroused, even though it felt good to be on the girl. Eventually, though, I did get aroused, and I finally went inside the girl. It felt good. I asked the girl if she felt okay, too.

Dream #6

I had apparently gotten a new phone. I couldn't figure out how to make something on the phone's internet work. I had typed in a number of addresses for sites I wanted to get to. But none of them had worked. At this moment I wanted to get to some site where I could see some info related to my work. But I couldn't get it.

A woman who works as a coordinator for a volunteer event I go to in waking life said she could figure out the phone for me. So I gave her the phone. She's an older woman, kind of tough, but very nice. She's a little stout, with skin tan from always working in the sun. She has grey hair, which, in the dream was, I think, extremely frizzy.

As the woman figured out the phone's internet for me, I suddenly realized that a lot of the sites I had tried to access on my phone had actually been pornographic sites. I was hoping that the woman would just access the site I needed for work and not see any of the pornographic sites.

The woman now said she had figured the phone's internet for me. She seemed happy at first. But then she stopped, a little grossed out by whatever she had seen. She handed the phone back to me and gave me a disappointed look. I knew she had seen a porn site.

I took the phone, wondering what site the woman had seen. The screen had purple lettering on it saying "Daddy's Little Girls." I thought, Oh god, please don't tell me this porn site is what it sounds like. But I knew that it was exactly what it sounded like.

The background showed the side of a house with a pair of some kind of instruments that looked like something related to whatever I was looking for for work purposes. They didn't look like exactly what I was looking for, but I felt like they were close enough.

So I said to the woman, "Oh, there it is! The product I was looking for. That's the only reason I was looking at this site!"

The woman just continued to stare at me with that grossed-out, disappointed look.

It started out that I went home to one of my classmates house to play videogames. He had a big house, with pillars in front of it and a big yard and a pool beside of the kitchen. Strange thing though is that they only had a kitchen and living room. I didn't see any doorways to other rooms. And the two rooms were completely open with windows instead of walls. I for some reason went to the kitchen and his parents were there looking at me. I ignored them, and looked at the pool outside.

Suddenly I was in the mountains with my father exploring a secret path to a secret cabin. strangely the cabin belonged to a celebrity. You had to jump over a big pile of snow to get there, somehow that was an obstacle. But I think it was a blizzard around the cabin. Later we were going to it with my sister. She doubted it and we said that it wasn't far from here. We stood in a cross between 4 roads. We were going left to the secret path, and there was a path right in front of us which went to the top of the mountain. And our cabin is at the top. much much bigger than in real life though. We came from the road behind us.

Next a dream begins with that a guy I know tells me he seen me in some kind of show, and suddenly I'm on that location where I had the show. I see myself in third person just as the show is over. The show is played out in a backstreet of some sort. when the show ends me and the other actors or dancers or whatever they were(which was girls I knew) they dissappear in an even smaller back alley. it glows a light on the wall, even though the walls are sky high with no windows. I see we are near a port because I see the ocean just a few meters from me. It's also night in the dream when this part of the dream occurs.

in 2-3 of my previous dreams there has been a girl which in some way protect me. She was not in this dream. She is a tall brunette with a brownish/beige coat. I have only seen her many times in my dreams.

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Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I walked into a museum with a tourist family. Almost directly after the entrance there was a long, wide staircase made of pale, white stone. The family walked down the staircasw ahead of me, talking about how they had to meet another group of people. Once at the bottom of the staircase, the children (a boy and a girl?) sat on a step while the parents made a phone call to the other group.

As I reached the bottom of the steps, the family had ascertained that the other group wasn't coming until later. Either the mom or dad said, "Well, that gives us some time to do a few extra things first."

The family walked into the gift shop, which was a huge, open area in front of the staircase. The gift shop sold all kinds of things like toothpaste, shampoo, etc. I actually picked up some toothpaste and a toothbrush.

I was now in a big mall with my grandmother and some kids (my nephews?). The mall had highb ceilings of glass which revealed the deep blue night sky above. The mall was empty and half-lit, as if it were closed. At some point, we walked past what looked like a closed down, miniature amusement park. I may have seen a ferris wheel and some kind of structure of plastic tubing for kids to climb through.

Later, almost as if we were on a second visit to the mall, we all sat at a table in the food court. Down the corridor to my right I may have seen the mini amusement park, in shadoe. Another group of people sat a couple tables away from us. They spoke as if this mall's food court wasn't very good compared to another mall's food court.

I felt kind of ashamed at that remark, and I was trying to convince myself that I actually was in that other food court.

I was now out carrying logs in the snow. It was a sunny, cold day. The snow was deep, and it was hard to carry the logs. A little while later, I saw things from a third person view. A young boy was working really fast, in an almost cartoony way, carrying logs away from a pile in a shady area near a house into a sunny area. The boy didn't think anybody would ever believe he'd carried all these logs.

The boy dropped a couple smallish, wide logs into the snow. One of the logs was coated in ice. The boy then managed to move two 2-meter-long logs out into the snow. They looked like they were from a beech tree: they had smooth, silvery bark. They lay parallel to each other, a little sunk in the snow.

I now saw from the first person view again. I thought, looking at the two logs, of making some kind of Flintstones car, using the logs as wheels. I stood up onto the logs and tried to roll them with my feet, shouting, "Yabba-dabba-doo!" at the same time. But I probably realized that this wouldn't work, and I figured I needed a motor.

I was now standing on some long, pale-sea-green painted, sheet metal structure that looked like a mix between a gas powered generator and a wood chipper. I thought this would be a perfect engine for the Flintstones car I was making.

Just then, a blue-skinned zombie, possibly in a business suit, came growling and reaching at me. I was really scared. I jumped off the generator and ran toward the logs. I thought to myself, Why is that guy here? Is he being used for some kind of zombie-powered car?

I now had a vision of a commercial, apparently for a zombie car. But the imagery was just a black screen with a bunch of colored lettering advertising some law office. The commercial may have been targeting people who needed legal counsel following problems they may have had with their zombie cars.

The names of the lawyers were all really weird. One lawyer was named Technical Gee, as in Technical Genius. Another was named Society's Destruction. I was bemused, but not terribly shocked, that professionals were getting away with naming themselves things like this.

The final screen of the commercial stayed up, as if someone had just forgotten to turn it off. I now heard one of the lawyers talking about a presentation he was going to give at a conference. He told two other lawyers, in a Slim Shady kind of voice, "You know how I don't usually collaborate with you guys after this point. I just do me. But I got a surprise for you guys this time. This conference presentation, we're doing together."

Dream #2

I had just come from some bedroom, possibly in the house of a good friend of mine. I walked into the kitchen. I sat at the kitchen table.

My friend was taking a shower or something. His girlfriend stood at the counter, posing and mugging in a sexy way before a small mirror on the counter. The girl was really sexy, Asian, with long hair. She wore a little linen outfit that looked like a mix between some kind of lingerie and a baby's overalls-onesie outfit. The shoulder straps were foldy-ruffly. The outfit's bottom was enbroidered with purple roses, intertwined with green vines and leafs.

The girl was obviously posing to turn me on. It was working. But I didn't want to react, because I didn't want to betray my friend. But the girl really seemed to want me. It was exciting.

The girl, not getting a reaction, walked over to another mirror on the counter and began posing again. I walked up to her and said, "What's wrong?" The girl just gave me a pouty face in the mirror. I sat back down and said, "Are you worried that you're ugly? Well, you aren't. You're very pretty."

I thought for sure the girl would think I was into her. I thought shed'd come over and seduce me. I figured that that would be okay. Apparently, if the girl seduced me, the situation wouldn't involve any betrayal against my friend. I still felt a little nervous about the whole thing. But I figured if the girl seduced me, I wouldn't resist.

Dream #3

I was in the bathroom at my mom's ex-boyfriend's house. I was getting ready to take a shower. I was pulling stuff out of my backpack. I found some pot and some other drug that looked like a D-cell battery.

It suddenly occurred to me that someone, possibly my brother-in-law, had put drugs in my backpack. It wasn't good for me to have drugs in my backpack while I was visiting my family. If my brother-in-law got caught with any drugs near him, he'd be sent straight to jail.

It occurred to me that my brother-in-law had hid his own drugs on me while I was in town. I was mad. I didn't want to get in trouble just so he could avoid trouble. But I was also worried. I was wondering where the heck I could throw all this stuff away.

Dream #4

Some very professional looking man was outside on a snowy night. He may have been a weatherman addressing a TV camera. But he also may have been a co-worker of mine, talking to me on a cell phone.

The man was completely surprised that it was snowing. When someone told him the snow wouldn't stop for a while, he was even more surprised. He also seemed to be surprised that it would also be cold for a while after it stopped snowing.

I wa on the beach, again with a girl. It was summer but there was a strip of snow on the beach. I was taking some pictures of the snow and of here with the snow on the background.

close to getting WILD, but failed
Dream 1: I were running with christian merkau through snow (its night) down running down wilke a little further from lous house towards mcdonalds and BK. we were headed for taco bell though. we got to the area with the dry cleaners ( but that wasnt there ) and gas station, christian started to head behind the gas station and then face planted into the snow on the uphill slant, then I thought wait... taco bell isnt near the mcdonalds or bk im headed to. I must be dr......eaming... I woke up.. once again denied by my dream.

dream 2: in a pub of some sort i played pool never remembered any of the shots and also wanted to impress a chick and I broke the pool stick at one point I think.