Xanous' Dream Journal

I've been really lazy with my DJ lately. I guess I have been tired and busy. Some of these I barely remember. I am just going off notes from my phone app. I need to be more thorough tonight.

Wednesday 8.8.12 12:46AM
I am working as a contractor. I thinking about how to make more money. Pockets are for young men. (?) I pull out a Wiimote and Xbox controller.

Wednesday 8.8.12 6:25AM
I am Drew Carey. I accept an award for Jim Carey. I leave my RL house and get in my wife's car to go across the road to Jim Carey's house. This is my RL neighborhood. I See Jim in cotton pj pants and a sloppy tshirt on a couch though his window. Like I have telescopic vision. I think he sees me so I stop the car in the street and walk over to his mom's house to give her the award. All the time I hear audience laughter like this is so funny. I ring the door bell and a little old lady with white hair answers. I had her the award and tell her its for Jim Carey. She takes it and holds it smiling at me. I say it is a golden globe award. It looks like the boller hat statue from meet the Robinsons.

Thursday 8.9.12 1:29 AM
I purposely incubated the sword fighting in this dream as I was falling asleep at 9:30PM
I am sword fighting a fierce battle against hordes of enemies. I make my way to the king. Then I am faced with a shocking truth. I know him from my past. The things he says to me anger me and make me weak. I use a mind power and visualization (very abstract and hard to explain) to break the power of each sentence before it reaches me.

Thursday 8.9.12 6:13AM
These last 3 dreams are with in the 10 min between alarm snoozes. Interesting this happens a lot. I have been trying to use this to my advantage and maybe pull of a quick DEILD but I have been unsuccessful so far.
I am going to poop in a stall at work but the toilets are not lined up with the stalls and so I am crowded hard against the wall to just sit down. I look at the other stalls but they are all the same. I am disgusted but I pick one and go. Then I remember that I have strange bathroom dreams a lot and this is and unusual experience. I ask myself If I am dreaming So damned close to a DILD.but before I can really think about it some guy starts talking to me from the other stall. I try to ignore him and finish. I hear more ppl coming in and my stall door opens. I grab it and close it before anyone sees.

Thursday 8.9.12 6:28AM
My wife and are going to swim to Japan. Something about some strange creature hovering on a disc over the water. I jump off a balcony into the water and hold it. I use it to float as I swim on my back. I tell it that I am going to take it with me where it belongs. My wife and I swim together. Then I get to thinking about how this will never work. Japan is on the other side of the planet and we don't even have passports. I can't expect my pregnant wife to swim that far.


I am in a bass band. I have my old trombone from high school. My instructor, who looks like George Norry, tells me to play. It sounds horrible. I can't even get a solid note. I examine my trombone and sit down. I see it is in bad shape and I notice the spit valve is missing. I get up to tell him and every one starts playing jazzy music. I see an old friend from elementary school sitting and not knowing how to play. I see my instructor and walk to him but then he starts singing some Sinatra like song. I get irritated.