non-lucid

Lucid with the Boys
Recall: 6/10
Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm with the hometown boys when I become lucid. I tell Rosein that he's dreaming, and we all befin to fly. I head off on my own, flying above the trees at night and get separated from the rest of our group. I consider going back to them, but figure they were just dream characters anyways so I continue my solo flight. I'm flying pretty fast and enjoying the rush when Rosein flies up to me.

We fly off and land in a house where we both pick up scissors. I brandish my scissors and grin at Rosy, indicating I want to fight since it's only a dream. He looks a little nervous and says "I'd rather not, just in case." I figure that's probably a good idea, since with my knowledge of dream control, I would completely own him.

The last thing I remember is yelling at the boys "You guys better remember this!"

I'm not really in touch with those guys anymore, so I suppose it would be weird if I contacted them asking about their dreams.

The Zombie Nuke
Recall: 7/10
Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm in a field at night, and it's crawling with zombies. There are some Russian secret service there, with one guy who looks like Dolph Lundgren. The zombies are chowing down on people all around me, and I fight off a few and make it to a jeep in the middle of the field. I get into the jeep and lock the doors. Zombies try to get in, but I pull a blanket over myself so they can't see me and go to sleep until morning.

I wake up and the zombies have cleared out, so I run for the road. There is almost no traffic at all except for a few survivors driving like maniacs to try and get away from the zombies. A few zombies begin to lurch towards me, so I run for it, and end up getting captured by the Russians.

The Russians lead me into a building with a nuclear bomb they are going to detonate. I'm not sure if the bomb is to deal with the zombies, or is just an attack. Either way it's not good. The Russian's superiors end up betraying them and leaving them do die in the nuclear blast. Faced with their own demise, they forget about me and I get away. Away from them, but how can I get away from a nuclear explosion?

I run around desperately trying to find shelter from the imminent explosion. And then it happens, sort of. Instead of a huge blast, there is instead this weird pulse in the sky. The pulse knocks the blade off a ceiling fan which flies down and embeds it's self deep in my shoulder like a machete. I barely feel anything since I'm preoccupied with finding shelter from the shock wave I'm expecting. But no shock wave come, just more of those weird pulses, and then it's over.

I stagger out into the street and everything is destroyed. I go into a building with a few survivors where I encounter two girls I know from college. Luckily for me they have medical knowledge and try to help with my massive shoulder injury.

Fragment: Los Angeles
Mel, some guy and I are driving through L.A. in a convertible. I was expecting more smog, bu the air is clean, which I think must be because of the cooler winter air. We stop and Mel gets out of the car, but I tell her not to because it's radio active. She tells me it's safe and we all get out in our bare feet.

We walk across what looks like nuked ruins and enter a building, where under the stairs we find bones. I point out some human skulls, then see a whole pile of skulls that I knock over in a loud clatter. Beyond the stairs are people seated in a theater, and some big burly dude walks up and gives us shit about the noise I made.

The guy with us grabs the angry dude's cheeks and rips them right off!!!! Holy shit! We run out of there before we get in trouble for that.

Road Rash
Recall: 6/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

Some friends and I are driving down a dark road in my father's Lincoln, one of my friends at the wheel. We round a corner and almost lose control, so I tell my friend to slow down so he doesn't crash my father's car. He slows down, but we still almost wipe out during the entire turn.

Going slower now, a car catches up behind us. The driver throws something, and a bottle smashes on the pavement beside us, igniting into a wall of flame. The guy is throwing maltov cocktails at us! The guy continues to bombard us with firebombs while we toss the only thing we have to throw at his car, which is water bottles.

We pull over and our pursuer stops too. I rush to the trunk to find us weapons, a tire iron, a hammer from my toolbox, a crow bar. Our attacker approaches with a chainsaw! But luckily there is a chainsaw in the trunk for me as well. Neither of our chainsaws actually work, but the jagged teeth on the chain would still rip flesh if you were hit by one.

We face off, sword fighting with chainsaws. Mine is bigger, his is a small stumpy thing, but he wields it like a madman. Eventually we lock chainsaws, I force his down, and my buddy whacks the guy with a hammer. We beat his crazy ass into submission.

Disney Land
Recall: 6/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

After several hours of driving, we arrive at a job. Outside the house I can see Disney land. Or at least a dream version of the castle from the Disney logo on top of a flattened mountain. Beside it is a bunch of pillars on another flattened mountain. One of they guys talks about hearing the crowd roar during some concert while he was working there.

We go in and start sanding the floor. Some boards are loose and one guy complains about nailing them. The more I look, the more loose boards there are. Now there are so many loose boards the floor is unsandable. The guy running the big drum actually sands right through the floor and falls into the basement, scaring the shit out of the home owner. She almost cries when she sees the mess.

Since we can't work anymore, we pack up to leave, and I say I want to go to Disney land since we're here. But I look, and all the lights are being turned off in the large castle on the mountain. They are closing down for the night.

Running Wolf
Recall: 5/10
Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm running down a path through the woods when I hear something running behind me. I stop, turn around, and jump back when I see a large wolf standing right behind me. I do a quick scan for the rest of the pack but don't see any more wolves.

I turn my attention back to this lone wolf, ready to fend off it's attack, but it doesn't seem vicious. In fact, it seems to be waiting for me to take the lead. I realize it was just running with me.

I take off running again, and the wolf follows. It's somehow thrilling just running through the bush with my wolf companion.

Watched the movie "The Wolfman" last night.

Spelunking with The Doctor
Recall: 7/10
Sleep: Great
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm in some caverns, swimming with some guy who wants to set off a stick of dynamite. Apparently the explosion is supposed to be fun somehow, when the shockwave in the water hits us. The first time he goes to throw the dynamite, we figure it's too close at 100 meters. We back off to 150 meters, and the guy says the shock wave will probably rough us up a bit, but we'll survive.

I have my doubts that setting off dynamite in this cavern is a good idea. The whole place doesn't look very stable, and I fear it will collapse the entire cavern. Plus there are concession stands in the main area of the cave, one selling coffee and one selling gemstones.

Back in the main area, Doctor Who points out that there's something odd about the stand selling gemstones. He says it's impossible for them to have downloaded so many large gemstones into the cave. We ask to take a look at some of the gems, and I pop a large one into my mouth while the sales people aren't looking. Then I put another one into my pocket and we leave and go to our room in the cave. This girl enters bragging how she stole 3 gems, and I don't mention the two I took since she one upped me.

We notice that the cave is being invaded by little slimy slug creatures, showing up en masse in the water streams. The Doctor says they will destroy the entire ecosystem, then tells me to try feeding my gemstones to the slugs. I put a white one and a blue one in their path, and they go up to then and begin to eat the gems with loud crunches.

The Doctor concludes we need lots more gemstones to offset the slugs, but the concession stand selling them is closed. A couple of other people have a large bag of ice and a device that condenses the ice into gemstones. We take our ice gems into a cave shaped like a sloping theatre with water and fish at the bottom. The slugs have completely invaded it. We toss the gemstones into the water, and the slugs swarm them, eating them and releasing a certain chemical as they do.

The chemical cleans the water, improves the health of the fish, and causes the tomato plants on the shore to grow all the way to the roof of the cavern.

Bicycle Police
Recall: 6/10
Sleep: Great
Sleep Position: Unknown

I've been doing laundry at some woman's house, and we're taking the last load to the laundry matt to dry them. They take their car, and I ride a bicycle. As I peddle down the street, there are soem official government types in the way. I try to steer around them, but they keep moving directly in front of me.

"Get the fuck out of the way!!!" I yell in frustration. The oldest of the trio comes up to me and tries to slap a metal gear plate onto the gears of my bike for being so rude, but I don't let him. He then orders a young red headed woman to put her plate on my bike, which would lock up the gears.

I grab the metal gear plate from the redhead and the old man and throw them like ninja stars off the bridge and into the water, then begin to push my bike up the hill. I look behind me as I go to see the old man sneaking up on me. Every time I turn my head, he's a little bit closer, but freezes when I look at him. I keep an eye on him until I'm over the hill, then pedal as fast as I can so he can't catch up to me.

WTF?
Recall: 9/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

Tim and I are in a car with Jennifer at the wheel. She might be drunk, because her driving is atrocious. She's hitting everything, parked cars, buildings, moving cars, and cutting a swath of destruction across the town.

We finally come to a stop after careening off several moving vehicles. As we sit there a little dazed, one of the drivers from a car we just hit comes up to us and tries to open the door. I lock them before he can. He goes around to the other side of the car where there is an open window. I yell at Tim to take the wheel, and punch out the guy trying to get in through the window. Then we floor it and get out of there.

We make our escape and end up back in Jeniffer's driveway, where she begins to perform what appears to be oral sex on my knee. I point this out to Tim who just shrugs, and I go with it, unzipping and giving her something to suck on. As she sucks me, I notice a cake with sky blue icing beside me and begin to gorge myself with cake as I'm being pleasured. Tim drops his shorts as well, and we let her take turns on us while we laugh and eat cake.

We all go inside, and some other guy starts having sex with Jennifer right in front of us. I turn my head for a moment, and when I look back, Jennifer now has an infant's body. An infant's body that still looks old and rather satanic. She says how the guy loves her as he pull out and finishes in her mouth, and she gobbles it up greedily.

This scene has gotten a little too weird and disgusting for me, so I turn to leave. Before I go, I see Jennifer's evil infant like body has turned green, and it looks like her skin is just a water balloon full of slime. This infection spreads across the floor and infects a guy in front of the stairs, blocking my exit. I'm afraid to touch him in case it spreads to me, and now can't get out.

The bloated green bodies turn brown in some spots and shrivel up like a raisin, making them even more grotesque. But luckily, the shriveling means they can no longer stand up, and I'm able to get past the guy blocking the stairs and leave.

As I leave the house, I see people arriving dressed in costumes. It's a costume party there. A truck drives up but crashes, and the driver is impaled on a spear from the Halloween display in the neighbours front lawn. The crashed truck disappears and reappears, crashing again, and again the driver gets speared. Over and over this happens, each time a different crash resulting in the same speared driver. On a couple of occasions, the driver stops and tries to spear me, so I grab a spear and throw it through his throat.

I finally get far enough away to leave all this madness behind.

I had the most amazing abstract dream last night, but I was too lazy to get out of bed to take notes and now it's gone. Was sleeping on my right side of course. I think it was some sort of abstract take on the facebook game Backyard monsters. Only have a boring regular dream, but there at least one interesting part.

Outdoor Athetics
Recall: 5/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

I'm at some sort of outdoor athletic event. Chantal walks up and puts her arm around me, which takes me by surprise, and I'm not sure how to react. I put my arm around her in return, but I feel uncomfortable, mainly because it just came out of the blue like that. Sasha is hitting on me as well, and some guy asks me "You hang out with those girls?", to which I reply yes. I'm a little offended my his snoby attityde.

I walk under a bridge to and some racers run out of the woods. They are going so fast, they run right across the water and up a steep hill. As they climb, they become... different. Like exagerated superhero bodies. One is built like the hulk, and just powers up the cliff, tossing people aside.

The racers out of sight, I look out to the river where there are people wading in the water and fishing. This woman catches the biggest fish I've ever seen, and I try to tell my friends to look. But when they do, the fish is gone. They don't believe me, and ask the woman about the fish, who says she released it.

These dreams are from yesterday, Monday Dec 8.

Time Traveler
Clarity: 6/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I time travel back to the 80's, and want to go to a bar, but realize my ID won't be any good. But I figure I probably won't get carded anyways. In order to get downtown, I have to cross a bridge on a street that gets shut down at night due to two warring street gangs.

I pass a bar full of crackhead on the patio, then enter into the dark zone. As I approach the bridge, two gang members on a motor bike speed up to me and tie strings around my thighs. They are painfully tight and cut off my circulation. I untie them and cross to the other side where I'm accosted by the other gang.

My legs still hurt, and I look down to find more strings tied around my thighs. But as I take them off, they are actually belts that look to be made out of rat skin, with the fur all tattered and falling off. The other gang says they do that.

There is a sub plot about a girl and a guy who are a couple, but they are from different times. They guy went back in time and the girl is too young. But even in their right times, the age difference is too much for them to be together. No matter how I try to reason it out, it just doesn't make sense. Time travel can be confusing sometimes.

-I see an old guy going down the street on a dilapidated old tractor/lawn mower with wobbly wheels, that was a time machine. I had a time travel adventure with that guy. He says it's the anniversary of our time travel trip, and he's retracing our journey in a sort of pilgrimage.

He mentions they did a documentary on our trip, and I ask if the scientific community has come to accept time travel as real. He says there is still lots of debate, but the movie was very popular. I'm thrilled to be a part of history. We talk about our time travel journey, and who was with us, which included Andrew and Albert. Also the paradox girl from the first part of the dream, who is walking with us.

We walk to Canada's Wonderland, go to a bar, and the time travel girl buys me a beer since I can't find my wallet. We go into a cake store where I find out all the cake is free, and I pig out, trying all sorts of fancy cakes.

VR Journey
Clarity: 5/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm taking a cross country trip with some friends, but along the way we are shooting virtual reality baddies with toy guns. We take the chips from our original guns, and put them in better toy guns for improved fire power.

After my trip, my brother is making a similar trip, to compete in the same tournament I had previously won. He asks me for tips, and I try to fix his guns so they are as strong as the blasters we had. He has a gatling gun that isn't working right, and I tweak it so it shoots large explosions super fast. But it just didn't have the same power as when I did it before, and I can't figure out why.

We make it to the final level, a large laser tag arena. Only problem is the opposing team has real guns. I try to convince my brother's team to leave, but they don't want to give up. Our only option now is to win the game before the other team. They figure since I've been here before and know the way, I can lead them to victory. So I launch down a hall that looks familiar, but we get lost. Nothing looks familiar like the last time, and I have to conclude that they've changed the maze since I was here last.

Fragments: Bus Song
I'm on the bus with my grandparents. Some stringed instrument starts playing, and I can't pinpoint where it's coming from. Ambrose begins to play a home made water pipe flute thing, and my grandmother begins to sing in a high falsetto. It's an amazing song.

As we get off the bus, I notice a jar of pickled eggs underneath my seat.

I was trying to remember the guitar part when I woke because it was such a good song, then it came to me. The song was basically "Little Lion Man". The guitar was a little different, the pipes too, and the singing was way different, but it was basically the same song.

Professor Bitchface
Clarity: 3/10
Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm in a University class that is just ending, and the professor is a total strict bitch. She mentions that she's been divorced 4 times, and three of those were because she saw her husband's published writing, meaning she was very strict and picky when it comes to the papers we hand in.

She gives out a homework assignment, which she writes on the board, and I figure I had better write it down. But she erases it before I get a chance to. The chalk boards are full of notes that she erases before anyone can copy them. What a bitch.

We leave class and discuss that teacher in the hall. Everyone is worried about handing in our papers, except for me, being confident in my writing skills.

-We're all in a virtual reality program, and students are manipulating the game's reality for physics projects. They all log out and disappear, except for two professors who are plotting evil deeds.

I've decided to eliminate the Importance qualifier of my dream journal. It just doesn't seem relevant anymore. None of my dreams seem more important than any other.

Fragments: Preparation
I drive my mother to the grocery store so we can pick up a few things. But the stuff I'm looking for is survival food. Stuff that can be stored a long time without going bad, and that has a high nutritional value. We're just topping off our supplies for when the shit hits the fam

Troubled Resort
Clarity: 3/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm working in some sort of resort, when I notice someone else is doing my job. I go deeper into the resort, and these people try to kill me. I run from them, and encounter more of them. Only they're not human, possibly not even alive. I don't know what it is about them that makes me know this, but I just know. I kill any of these freaks I encounter without remorse. It just instinctively feels like the right thing to do.

I go out into the parking lot and can't find my car. It must have been stolen. I flag down a police car and tell him about it. He tells me that's common in this area, and advises me not to report it or I'll just cause myself grief. He seems to imply there is some organization at work here that the police fear.

The police officer gives me a ride home

Road Raging
Clarity: 5/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm going home in a car with my brother at the wheel. He's driving like a maniac, cutting through people's yards. We pull into our driveway and smack a Z-28 parked in front of us. My brother backs away from it and it begins to roll down the driveway and hits us again. My brother tries to push it up several times, but it keep rolling back down into us. I notice a handgun on the road.

A man walks up to us and begins to give us shit. He also has a gun and threatens us with it. Just then the Z-28 pulls out with two women in the front, and I'm relieved the collisions weren't our fault. The man is still talking shit, waving his gun around, and I smack it out of his hand and beat the living shit out of him. Then I shoot him right there in the street.

We go around the corner into a bar.

Had pretty good recall last night, but the majority of it was pretty boring mundane stuff. I'll just skip to the more interesting parts.

Penis Panic
Clarity: 9/10
Importance: ?/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

For some reason I can't quite fathom, I've cut off my own penis just below the foreskin. Fortunately, I plan on putting it back on later. I had forgotten I'd done this, and it's been over two days since it's been cut off. I worry the cut off part will be dead tissue by now. To make things worse, I can't remember where I put it!

I finally find my wayward penis, and inspect it to make sure it hasn't dried out. It seems to be OK. The cut parts are both still moist and purple on the inside, and when I hold in place, everything lines up OK. But I still don't know why I did this. Was it to make my penis bigger by building up scar tissue? Was it to make me last longer by killing the nerve endings in the end of my penis? All I know for sure is that I want it back on.

I get a spool of thread, but the needle that is in it is massive. I can feel the pain of poking that giant spike through me penis just by looking at it. I pull out another spool of thread with a much smaller needle, but still use the first thread I had, a light baby blue color. It only takes 4 stitches evenly spaced on all the compass points to hold my penis back on. Since the cut was right on the edge of the foreskin, you can't even see a scar or anything. I pinch the tip to make sure I still have feeling, and everything is good.

This is not the first dream where I've lopped off the old one eyed trouser snake. I know where 99.9% of the imagery in my dreams comes from, but I have no clue where this comes from. In one dream like this, the cut off part was all shriveled up before I could get it back on,

Bus mishap
Clarity: 8/10
Importance:3/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm riding home from school on the bus, going down the hill on my street, when the bus driver slams on the brakes. There is no front on the bus, and the inside floor with all the seats rockets out like it wasn't attached to anything. I was sitting cross legged so I barely move when the inside of the bus crashes, but my brother flies forward and skids underneath a car.

He tries to get up, but his back touches the muffler above him which is hot and burns him. "Take me to the hospital" he says. I pull him out to see a deep gash right across his shoulder blades. We walk the rest of the way home where I get him to take off his shirts so I can clean the wound. He's wearing several layers of shirts, and he winces every time one comes off. His inner shirt is packed with salted peanuts, and the salt is causing him a lot of pain.

He finally gets his shirts off, and the cut keeps opening and closing like a toothless mouth. I put some band-aids across the deep gash to keep it closed while we go to the hospital for stitches.

This is a mix of various things that happened at work, which is interchangeable with school in my dreams. One time I was driving a cube van full of hardwood, but they handn't screwed down the plywood on the bottom, so when I hit the gas, all the wood blasted out the back doors. The other part was when I had my brother helping me at work, and we were riding in the back of the van and hit a car ahead of us. I was sitting cross legged on the floor and didn't move, while my brother was sitting on a varnish pail and shot clear across the van.

Had several dreams with much better recall than this one, but they were boring.

The Doctors
Clarity: 2/10
Importance:3/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

Some people and I are with Doctor Who, only he's not a nice Doctor. He's not evil like The Master, he's just not friendly, pleasant or helpful. We're somehow altering the past, which is changing the present. Mostly it's just changing The Doctor. The Doctor changes about 5 times into completely different people before he's back to his helpful self.

Now we have to get past a guarded checkpoint. There is a rusted old rocket propelled orb thing you ride in, but it's too dilapidated to work. We get in it, and The Doctor disappears into the past to change things for us. Suddenly, our rocket ride is in working order, the rockets kick in, and blast us through the checkpoint, surprising the guards.

But it doesn't take us much farther than the checkpoint, and armed guards begin to run after us. We get out and run for it.

This was a pretty epic dream. Killing zombies while on roller skates while Jamiroquai plays in the back ground.

Deep Sea Spore Zombies
Clarity: 8/10
Importance:4/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Right Side (Left Brain)

I'm on a large sea faring research boat, but the crew have all been killed. On the back of the boat is a large tank containing brackish green water. There is some large creature moving around inside it that I can't quite see, except for the occasional tentacle that gets close to the glass.

This creature turns people into flesh eating zombies when it bites them with it's tentacles, which is what happened to the crew. Only these zombies don't spread their infection through bites or scratches. After a certain amount of time, the zombies bloat up and explode, releasing a cloud of spores that turns anyone who breathes it into a zombie. And these spore clouds travel very far. Even one zombie could potentially infect the entire planet.

I've killed off all the zombified crew, and make my way towards the tank to kill the creature. Just as I'm about to reach it, the boat comes apart beneath me and the section I'm standing on moves out into the water like a pontoon. The military is behind this. They want to bring the creature back to try and weaponize it. I can't let that happen, but I can't reach the creature because there are sharks in the water around me. The boat makes it back to shore and the military get their prize.

Unfortunately, the creature escapes into the sewers, and I'm part of the crew hired to hunt it down and kill it before it creates a zombie apocalypse. We enter the sewer, embark upon a small boat, and the begin to pass out guns. But there aren't enough guns to go around, and I don't get one. This pisses me off. The fate of the world is at stake, and they want to send me into a dangerous situation unarmed? Fuck that. I leave and go home.

At home, I'm watching television, and the TV is full of news about zombie outbreaks all over the world. Obviously, the first sewer expedition failed. So they mount a second expedition, which I again join. We all get guns this time, and we take off through the large sewers in our little boat.

We go as far as we can by boat, then get out and walk through the dark tunnels by foot, me leading. As I pass through a threshold into a room, Jamiroquai's song "Dance" begins to play. There are flashing colored lights everywhere, and my team and I are all suddenly wearing roller skates. And the room is full of ravenous zombies. We skate around this room with the roller disco atmosphere, kind of dancing and blowing away zombies.

Again, I'm the first one to leave this room, and as I pass the threshold, the music changes from Jamiroquai to some generic rock song. I look behind me and my crew are still moving to the dance music, so I step back across the thresh hold and again hear Jamiroquai. I move forward and hear the rock music.

Tarantula
Clarity: 5/10
Importance:3/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm at the pet store and see tarantulas for only 5 dollars, so I buy one. I bring it home and try to milk it's venom, but the spider isn't cooperating. Eventually, I realize what a bad idea this was and stop trying to milk it.

The spider back section is now the size of a small Nerf football, and bright blue. I can't really see it's legs, and imagine tiny legs underneath is. The thing looks like a giant hacky sack.now. I scoop it up and put it in a small fish tank, then wonder what I'm going to feed it. The tarantula has now reared up on it's back end, which has swollen even bigger now. It has it's front end in the air, legs splayed. It kind of looks like an Egyptian totem. The thing is so big now, I doubt I'll be able to put the lid on the fish tank.

I leave the room and come back with my brother. The lights are out, but from across the room, it kind of looks like the tarantula got out. I try the light and it won't work. I try another light, and it won't work either. I'm getting annoyed now, being in a dark room with a large tarantula potentially on the lose. Luckily, my brother has a flash light.

Didn't remember to note my sleeping position for this one, but it's so strange i must have been on my left side (right brain)

Simpsons Move to the Moon
Clarity: 8/10
Importance:3/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm moving to the moon with some friends so we can live there. We're pulling our stuff along in a cart, when the traffic on the road gets really thick and comes to a halt, so we go to a local restaurant. I arrive first, and the manager seats me and shows me this french fry on the table. He says people carve graffiti in to it and leave it there for the next person to see. I want put something like "Ladies, for a good time call (my number), but not while the manager is watching. There is a pin on the table for carving up the french fry, and the managers says he's already retired 3 french fries and hung them up for display.

My friends arrive, and we order some food. I look at the road ahead. The traffic is lined up right to a barrier that is nothing but toys blocking the road. In fact the entire hill is covered in toys. I leave the table to go clear the way for us and to scout ahead. I pick up a 7 foot smurf doll and carry that around in one arm. With the other arm, I pick up a 5 foot smurf doll that had a bicycle wheel for it's lower torso, and it plays music as the wheel turns.

I get to the top of the hill, and spot our destination, a cabin. I turn around and begin to clear the remainder of the road when I'm attacked by these small white creatures. They look like strange squarish stuffed animals, no more than a foot tall. These creatures can barely more, and sort of flop over in my general direction to get to me. I boot the creatures away, clear a path on the road and go collect my friends.

We are now the Simpsons family, with me being Homer, pulling along the rest in a cart. Those white creature that didn't seem to be much of a threat ambush us, pulling Marge Bart Lisa and Maggie into some sort of portal in the ground. I reach into the portal to try and save them, and the little white creature pulling them down seems to be afraid of me. It stops pulling them down and I'm able to rescue them.

We clear the hill and arrive at our cabin. Then the local inhabitants (humans) begin to attack our cabin. They are using makeshift guns, little more than metal pipes stuffed with black powder and a bullet, and pieces of cigarettes for a fuse. These weapons fizzle as often as they fire, and even when they do fire, the projectiles have no power behind them.

After enduring this half-assed assault for awhile, I decide "Fuck it! We're moving to mars!". In third person perspective, I see the Simpson family pulling their now badly battered cart. There is supposed to be six wheels, but one is missing, and Lisa's foot is attached to the cart where the wheel should be. Only her foot is missing and is now a whee. The other family members are ragged as well, like the cart that is barely holding together.

The approach a monorail that seems to stretch to infinity, and Homer begins to traverse it on a unicycle, pulling the cart behind him.

Wurm and Mouse Plague
Clarity: 6/10
Importance:4/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

There is a gigantic snakelike worm thing rampaging across the country side. It eats everything, and frequently raids the local village, snatching people. I'm in a hunting party with the villagers hunting this thing down so we can kill it. We track the beast back to it's lair. The mighty wurm is in the trees over what looks to be a cross between quicksand and a tar pit.

I yell at the guys to take the shot, but they hesitate. When one finally does shoot, he only hits the beast in the end of it's tail. The great wurm drops out of the branches and plunges into the muck below where it disappears. I give the guys with me crap for wasting our only opportunity to kill it.

Now I to to third person perspective, and see an evil looking black rat on a tree branch. The rat is rather cartoony, with pointy oval body segments, and about the length of my forearm. This rat grabs a large green mouse that scampers by, and they both tumble into the muck below, where another rat mouse pair are struggling. At first I think the rats are the predators, but the green mice use the muck to their advantage and kill the rats before eating them.

As the green mice eat, I hear them talk to each other. They say this is a good location to start a colony. I know that's going to be trouble, because the giant wurm has eaten all the predators in the area that would control this giant mouse population. Without any predators, the mice will become as much of a problem as the wurm.



Nap Fragment: Great Idea
I'm at a keg party on my school's roof. I notice that the plastic beer cups have a straw built into them. The main part goes down the side of the glass, and the part you put in your mouth is part of the rim of the glass, and can be pulled out if you want to use the straw.

That idea is going to make me a million bucks!