Thread: TygrHawk's Dreams

1/3/2005 -- SL

I was riding with my Mom and Dad, on our way back from some kind of concert that I had played in. I realized that I had forgotten something, and told them to stop the car while I ran back to get it. While running down the street, I suddenly had the feeling that I was dreaming. I decided to try flying, and was able to, although it was hard to get very far off the ground.

Then I found myself in the courtyard of some kind of office complex. I wanted to be at my house, so I tried spinning. I got dizzy, but nothing else changed. So then I wanted to fly out of there, but I couldn't find a place where I could get out -- there were trees everywhere, covering up all the space between the buildings.

Then I saw someone among the people that I wanted to talk to, but as I tried to get to him, some big biker-type guy grabbed me and would not let me go. No matter what I tried, I could not get loose. I wanted to punch him, or kick him in the nuts, or something, but he had me so I couldn't move no matter what I did. He was laughing and making fun of me. Then our dog barked and woke me up.

[This marked the end of a two month dry spell. It was also the first time that I ran into so much trouble trying to do anything once I attained lucidity. I had read the thread about restrictive DCs, but this is the first time I ever ran into one. How frustrating! ]

1/4/2005 -- NL

I was sleeping in a house [it seemed as if it was my house] that had a huge auditorium where the TV was. I woke up and went in the auditorium, the TV wason , but the auditorium was empty. I climbed the stairs along one side of the auditorium and tripped over some stuff. I discovered it was a small spotlight and accessories, and there was a camera there, as if someone had been taping something on the stage in front of the TV screen. I also found some keys, but didn't know what they were for.

Then I found a cockpit-like thing with about a dozen TV screens in it, and there was a football game on. There was a seat you could sit in with a Batmobile-style steering wheel in front of it. If you sat there, you could pull a mask down over your face -- first a clear plastic shield, then some kind of intermediate mask, then a Batman-style cowl. It was too small for me and hurt my nose when I had it down. When the football was kicked off, you could pull the steering wheel and it would "follow" the football through the air.

[This part is really fuzzy] Then I was at a gas station talking to a couple of other guys [don't know who they were]. I almost got into a fight with one of them, but then we made up. For some reason, I had a piece of paper that had information about some kind of event at my church.

Then I was staying the night at my parents house. My parents were there, and there was a boy, about 10 years old, staying there [in the dream I knew who he was, but didnt know him well -- in reality I don't know who it was, and I don't know why he was staying there]. After everyone was asleep, I got up and went out in the back yard naked. I'm not sure if it was raining or the sprinkler was on or what, but I got all wet. I was walking around the back yard when I realized that there were some people at another house nearby playing on a trampoline and swings, and that they could probably see me. I went back inside, and saw that the boy was out of bed and coming out of the bathroom. When he saw me coming inside, he tried to hide from me by running down the hall. I decided to pretend I didn't notice, and grabbed a towel from the bathroom to dry off and wrap around me. Then the boy came back down the hall and said hi. I asked him if he was okay. He said he was a little scared, but okay. I asked him if he wanted to come sleep in my room, but he said no.

1/7/2005 -- NL

I was at my parents' house [nothing like their real house], and it was pouring rain [probably inspired by the two solid days of downpour we just had here in Phoenix]. My parents were not there, but my Dad's Cadillac convertible was parked in the driveway [no, he doesn't really have one of those -- he drives a Chevy Cavalier]. I looked out the window to see that the car had rolled out of the driveway and into the street. I went out and got into the car, but I didn't have keys to it. I was examining the gear shift, and noticed that in addition to the usual Park, Reverse, Neutral, etc... it had several selections that I had never seen before [can't remember exactly what they were]. While I was messing around with this, the rain water continued to pour down and the street began flooding. Pretty soon the car began floating down the street (with me in it) as the water rose higher and higher. Eventually the car came to rest in some bushes in somebody else's yard. A boy who lived there came outside and yelled in to his dad that there was a car in their yard. The dad came out and had a chuckle, then offered to help. [I don't remember any more -- I think this is where I woke up]

1/7/2005 -- NL

[this one's a little fuzzy]

I was at some kind of party. I think it was supposed to be a wedding reception. Not sure, but I think it was supposed to be at my house. Everyone was playing some kind of game -- I think it may have been darts. At some point, something happened -- not sure exactly what, something got broken, or someone just got too drunk, or something, and I said the party was over and asked everyone to leave. I found a pair of glasses, and as each person was leaving I was asking them if the glasses belonged to them. I couldn't find the owner. [I can't recall any more than that]

1/13/2005 - NL

[Wow. Lots of disconnected stuff tonight. My recall is still on the fuzzy side, but I'll write what I can remember]

I was sitting in some rich guy's apartment. He looked like Adam Carrington from "Dynasty". His wife or girlfriend was there also -- she looked like Catherine Zeta-Jones. I'm wasn't sure, but I thought she might be flirting with me. The apartment looked like a convenience store, minus the cashier. Every shelf and cooler was stocked with wine. I was drinking wine and reading a book.

I was in some kind of giant starship. [yeah, that's all I remember]

I went on a hike in the desert with Ray and Robert from "Everybody Loves Raymond". A couple of Ray's friends were there too. Somehow. Ray either fell or was thrown into a large tree-bush thing that had thorns. Robert was laughing at this. Ray apparently crapped his pants when this happened, because everyone started complaining about the odor. It took him a while to get untangled from the bush. After he did, he dropped his pants so that I could wash him off. I picked up a hose, he bent over, and I cleaned him up. [yes, a hose in the middle of the desert, and I'm washing Ray Barone's bare ass, and I still didn't go lucid. Doh! ]

I was on a trip to Hawaii with my wife. My best friend was supposed to be there too, but once we arrived I couldn't find him. We went looking for him. Found some places that were advertising and selling pot [apparently it was legal there in my dream]. Went into a gift shop and found some cool little game with lots of ball bearings and plastic pieces. [there was quite a bit more to this dream, but I just can't remember it]

1/12/2005 - NL

[just remembered this from last night -- still getting fuzzy recall]

I was bowling with my wife. I watched her roll her ball, and when it reached the end of the alley it started rolling up the wall! It left a track on the wall as it rolled up toward the ceiling. When I got up and tried to bowl, people kept getting in my way. I was getting irritated because there was a league that would be starting soon, and I wanted to get finished with our game before we were forced to stop. The last time I tried to bowl, there was a boy in the way. He was about 13 or 14, and I noticed that he was very good looking -- his face looked really familiar, but I couldn't place him. As I started to get mad at him for getting in the way, everyone in the bowling center started applauding for him and he started waving to everyone -- apparently he was some kind of olympic champion or something.

1/22/2005 -- IL

[I haven't posted in a while, because my recall has really sucked, probably due to stress and not getting enough sleep. But boy did I have a good one this morning. I used the WBTB method. After about 5 hours sleep, I woke up, used the restroom, had something to drink, a chocolate bar, and a cigarette while reading DV, then returned to bed. When lying in bed, I told myself "I am becoming lucid, and I am having contol of my dream". As soon as I entered the dream, I knew that I was dreaming.]

It began in some sort of shopping mall. I wanted to try flying first, since that's a sure dreamsign for me. Since I was inside, I couldn't go up, so I decided to fly straight ahead. I zoomed through a store without a problem.

Then I decided to try shooting energy beams. At first I tried aiming my closed fists at people -- nothing. Then I opened my hands and turned them palms up, with my wrists bent back (a la Spider-Man's web shooting position). Blue beams shot out of my hands and hit someone, who got a shocked expression on their face and promptly disintegrated! I did this a couple more times, but the amount of energy seemed to diminish with each shot.

Then I tried to change my location by spinning. This didn't work at first, but soon I found myself in bed with my wife and someone else (I think it was supposed to be her sister). It was not our house. I got up and left the room. Then I seemed to be in an office complex. I was in a courtyard, and there was a pond. I then remembered the Lucid Task of the Month, and began looking for rocks, but then somebody came in and asked directions to the DreamViews office. I told them it was on the third floor, and they should keep an open mind. I forgot about the rocks at that point.

I wanted to go for a skinny-dip in the pond, but found that I couldn't remove my clothes [removing my shirt was a struggle, and when I finally did get it off I suddenly had another one on, a problem I've had before -- I think it may have to do with wearing something to bed; I can't wait until summer when I can sleep naked again! During this time, I was more aware than usual of my body lying in bed, and had the feeling that I couldn't get my shirt off because I was lying down in real life.] Then a little boy appeared. He was probably about 5 or 6, and he was naked. He was running around and laughing. [Maybe my mind was taunting me for not being able to get naked myself]

Then I wanted to fly again. There were some open areas in the courtyard, but when I tried my normal flying by jumping and thinking about flying, they just turned into high, long, floating jumps. I couldn't seem to stay airborne. So I decided to try something I've read that others do -- putting my arms down and turning my palms toward the ground, and imagining a force coming out of them that would push me up. I shot right up into the air. I was looking for someone's house that I wanted in my dream, but I couldn't see it -- the cityscape I was flying over was unfamiliar. I flew for quite a while, controlling my flight pretty well. At one point I was flying backward -- when I turned around I saw that I was about to hit a building, so I slowed down and came to rest against the side of it.

I had been thinking about growing to giant size while flying, and when I was against the building I realized that I was much larger than a normal person. So I decided to try something else that I had been thinking about. I landed, and found a (normal-sized) person. I picked him up, stripped off his clothes, popped him in my mouth, and swallowed him. The swallowing was a little difficult, as he was struggling, but I got him down. Then I woke up.

I'm sure this was my longest lucid to date.

2/7/05 -- IL

I don't know if this counts as a FA, but when I began the dream, I was in my bedroom, and it was the middle of the night. I knew immediately that I was dreaming, and I confirmed this by floating in mid-air. For some reason, however, this felt more like I was experiencing real-life surroundings, like an OOBE [of which I've always been skeptical]. So, since I was in my own house, I decided to see if I could visit my friend across the street, and perhaps share a dream with him.

Rather than just walk out the front door, I decided to try flying right through the wall of my bedroom to get outside. I guess I actually went through the window [which does not open] rather than the wall, but anyway, it felt sort of like squeezing through a small opening -- it was slow, but it worked [and the glass didn't break ].

Then I floated across the street and used the same method to enter my friend's bedroom. When I arrived, I saw him standing beside his bed. I went up to him and said "You know this is a dream, right?". He said yes. Then I started to wake up.

I was able to re-enter the LD, but I was back in my house again. So I repeated the process. But once I saw my friend, before I had a chance to say or do anything, I began to wake up again.

Again, I was able to re-enter the LD, back in my house. This time I decided to try visiting another friend who lives far across the city. I was able to find his house with no problem, and entered his bedroom the same way, through the (closed) window. I saw him standing there, but then I began to wake again. How frustrating!

[I have since talked to the friend in the last LD, but he has no memory of a dream with me in it -- not surprising, since I was hardly there before waking, and also because he's a rather heavy pot smoker and doesn't recall his dreams very well. I have not yet had a chance to speak with the guy in the first LD -- I'm not expecting anything, but who knows?]

2/8/05 -- NL

I was over at a friend's house [not at all like his real house], watching TV -- some sporting event I think. My wife and his girlfriend were there also, but they were off in another room doing something else. At some point, I realized that I was sitting there naked, but nobody seemed to care.

Then somebody I know from work showed up with some of his friends. They entered another room, which I had not known about, which was full of computer equipment [the guy from work is a real technophile]. Then I woke up.

2/9/05 -- NL

I woke up in the middle of the night [dreaming], and went out to my living room to have a cigarette. While I was sitting out there, I heard a noise in the street. I looked out, and saw these huge vehicles coming down the street. They were white, and instead of wheels they had six legs, so they walked or crawled like giant insects. They also had arms on them which had tree-trimmers on the end -- they were coming down the street in the middle of the night and trimming everyone's trees.

Then they stopped and the people who had been "driving" the vehicles came to our door. They didn't speak English very well, so my wife and I had a hard time understanding them at first. Finally I figured out that they were complaining about the vehicles that were parked on the street, making it difficult for them to get by. We explained that those cars belonged to our neighbors, not to us [we have an ongoing issue with our neighbors parking all over the street, sometimes partially blocking our driveway].

Suddenly, we were in a grocery store, and my wife was apparently a manager or something. She gave some free food to the people from the tree-trimming vehicles. Then I saw a small kiosk set up in the store, where a mentally-challenged young man was doing some sort of craft or something. A boy showed up (about 11-12) and struck up a conversation with me. He was very friendly, and asked if I wanted to go with him to do something [I can't remember the word he used, but I seem to recall that it meant "cruising around" or something of the like]. It was still the middle of the night, so I told him that I couldn't, that my wife would want me to come home with her, and I pointed her out to him. At this point he asked "You mean you're really going to do it with her?" I said "Well, probably not tonight."

Then the boy was leaving with somebody -- presumably a parent -- who I never got a good look at, nor ever spoke to me. As he was getting into the car, he asked me to give him my phone number. As I was getting ready to write it down, another car pulled up and went directly between me and the boy's car, knocking his car out of the way, and running over the parking block -- I was stunned. After the other car had passed through, the car that the boy had been getting into had vanished.

2/17/05 -- SL

[Hang on folks, this is a long, bumpy ride]

Somehow I had traveled back in time several years. I was aware of this fact. My wife and I were living with some relatives [nobody that I recognized from real life -- apparently they were supposed to be from my wife's side of the family, who we have virtually no contact with]. We were in an old house that reminded me of my grandmother's house.

I woke up to find that our bedroom was drafty. There were a lot of windows on my side of the room, and a couple of them were open. This worried me, because I was sure that they had been closed, and thought maybe somebody had tried to break in. I closed the windows that I could reach. The remaining open window was up very high -- this room had a high ceiling, and the only way for me to reach it was to climb on some unsteady shelves and planks, some with nails sticking out of them. I climbed up, and just before I got to it, the plank I was holding onto started to give way. I managed not to fall, but I made enough noise that my wife came in. I don't remember exactly what happened next, but somehow I got down safely.

The next thing I remember, I'm standing outside on the side of the house, looking at a treehouse that someone had built in our tree. I realized I was naked. I saw some neighborhood boys heading for our house, and I ducked inside before they saw me. I found something to wear and went back outside.

A group of neighborhood boys came by, about 12-13 years old [in the dream I think I knew them]. They were all dressed nicely, and I knew that they were coming from some kind of party, probably a birthday party. They were all carrying bottles of soda. I decided to horse around, so I grabbed a bottle of soda and began spraying them with it. Soon we were all spraying each other with soda.

The next thing I remember, I'm in the living room of the house. There are two chairs along one wall, two of the other walls have couches, and the fourth has a television. My wife is sitting in one of the chairs, and another relative [grandmother?] is sitting on one of the couches along with one of the boys from earlier. Everyone is watching something on TV. The boy gets up and begins horsing around with me. We start to act out a scene from some play or movie [I'm not sure if it was an actual scene from something that we both knew, or if we were just making it up as we went along]. It was a romantic scene, meant to be played by a man and a woman [I'm not sure, but I think the boy was playing the female role].

We were smiling and laughing throughout, obviously just playing around. As the scene reached its climax, we embraced, and fell to the floor in front of the empty couch. Obviously, the next action would be a kiss. Still smiling, the boy faked a kiss in the air, and I did the same. Then he looked me in the eye and his face grew serious as if to say "I'm not acting anymore". He leaned in again and this time actually kissed me on the lips -- just a peck. Then he withdrew and looked me in the eyes again as if to judge my reaction. Seeing no anger or revulsion, he grew bolder and kissed me again, this time remaining in contact with my lips for several seconds. Again he withdrew and looked at me. Then he leaned in again and kissed me in earnest, working his lips and tongue. I kissed back. This went on for a minute or two, and I realized that we were both becoming aroused. He must have noticed the same thing, and we were both aware that my wife and another relative were both still in the room (though paying no attention to us), so we stopped. He got up and moved back to the other couch, and I -- realizing that standing up might be a bad idea at that moment -- sat on the couch of which we had been lying in front.

I noticed that my camcorder was sitting on the coffee table in front of me. Examining it, I noticed that it was missing some of the additional components that I knew we had purchased later, thereby confirming to me that I had traveled back in time. The boy got up and left the room. I followed him.

The room I stepped into next resembled some sort of arcade. There was a young woman in the room, presumably another relative. Basketball seemed to be the predominant theme, and there was a television on which was showing a Phoenix Suns basketball game. All of the players on the team were players from a number of years ago, again confirming that I was somehow in the past. I thought of telling the woman and the boy who would be on the Suns team in a few years, but then I decided that it would just freak them out, so I kept it to myself.

There was a curtain in the front of this room, and I stepped through it. I found myself on a stage where there was some kind of performance going on -- a bunch of kids doing some kind of play. I quickly found a way off the stage while trying not to disrupt the performance. I decided I wanted to watch what was going on, so I went to a place where I could view it. Strangely enough, this seemed to be inside a jewelry store, which was closed for the day. I was watching the performance, when I saw something [don't recall exactly what] that reminded my of SpongeBob SquarePants. Then I had the sudden realization that by being in the past and remembering the future, I had very powerful knowledge. I knew what would be wildly popular in a few years. I figured that I could invest some money in things that I knew would be popular, and make a fortune.

This is when lucidity struck! I suddenly knew I was dreaming. As I came to this realization, the dream scene faded away, and was replaced by some kind of junkyard.

I seemed to be in a section of concrete pipe. There were other sections laying around, as well as a multitude of various junk -- auto parts, discarded toys, all kinds of stuff. Looking out farther, I could see trains going by. Farther still, I could see the tops of some carnival rides. I realized that I was not going to be able to get any bearings on real locations where I was, so I decided to see if I could change the dream scene. I tried closing my eyes, and thinking that when I opened them, I would be at my own house. Nothing changed. I tried spinning -- again no change.

So, since I obviously was stuck here, I decided to fly. I had a little trouble with this using my normal, head-first methods. I finally discovered that I could float comfortably on my back (not flat), and fly feet first wherever I wanted. As I cruised around, I saw nothing below me except junkyards, trains, amusement parks, and roads packed with cars.

I tried concentraing on another person, someone from DV that I IM with frequently, in hopes that I could find him in my dream. Soon, I encountered another individual in the midst of all the junk. I don't know if this was the person I was looking for, but I suspect it was not. He said that he was also dreaming. I told him that I was trying to get to my house. He found this amusing, saying that he wanted to be anywhere but at his house while he was dreaming. He was spending his dream time writing questions down on little slips of paper, which were being carried away by some kind of machine. The machine would then return another slip of paper with the answer to his question. I don't know what kind of questions he was asking.

Suddenly, I realized that since there were roads nearby, perhaps I could flag down a taxi and ask the driver to take me home. The other dreamer thought that was an excellent idea. I flew over to a nearby road, and perched high above. Very soon, I saw a taxi coming down the road. I shouted out "Taxi!", and it stopped. It already had a passenger, along with some dogs, and some kind of fast-food bag, but they allowed me to squeeze in. I moved the fast-food bag, and the other passenger told me to be careful, because it still contained a piece of pizza. Just as the driver was asking me where I wanted to go, I woke up. [ARGH!]

3/15/05 -- NL

I took a trip to Laughlin NV with my wife and best friend. On the way there, I got a phone call on a cell phone which had been given to me by a distant relative [cousin?] that I had recently visited with my parents in Egypt [no such person exists in my life, and I've never been to Egypt -- or anywhere outside North America]. It was a woman on the phone, asking for this cousin. I explained to her that the last time I had seen him was in Cairo, and he had gotten on a ship to go to Israel. As the ship was sailing away, we had heard gunshots, but didn't know where they came from. I also explained that this was the only time in many, many years that we had contact with this relative, and that he had given me his phone.

When we got to Laughlin, my wife and I went to the swimming pool before checking in [in the dream this was a hotel that we went to regularly -- I didn't recognize it from real life]. I don't know where my friend went. There was nobody in the pool, so I went skinny-dipping. I was using some weird snorkel-like thing that connected somewhere with a hose similar to the one my pool cleaner uses. There was a spa, and it was connected to the pool by these underwater tunnel-like things -- they were intended to circulate water, but were barely big enough that I could get through them. I was in the main pool, and my wife was in the spa -- at one point I think she became Kitty from "That 70's Show". More people, both kids and adults, started coming to the pool, so I used one of the tunnels to get to the spa and sit with my wife. Somehow, I was now wearing a leather jacket which apparently belonged to my sister [not sure why I had it or how I got it] -- still wearing nothing else (nobody seemed to care about that). A bunch of other people came into the spa. I was sitting with my arms exposed -- one are with the jacket sleeve over it and the other bare [?] -- these two guys started dropping things on my arms. One guy was dropping ashes from his cigarette on the jacket sleeve, the other was dropping something like pencil shavings on my bare arm. It was like they were testing me to see if I'd get pissed off, but I just calmly watched. I asked them if someone I know had put them up to this, but they said no -- then the guy with the cigarette said I'd better do something or the ashes were going to burn a hole in my jacket. I brushed them off, but there had been no damage. Then they left, and I said to my wife that I didn't care, because it wasn't my jacket anyway.

Then we went to check in. I went into the lobby, and told them I had reservations. Instead of room keys, they had a whole bunch of little gold pins with their guest's names on them, each in a different type of font. Mine turned out to be just my first initial. They also gave me about $40-$50 in quarters, but they were loose and I had to stuff them in my pockets. Then they gave me directions to my room, but the person giving directions wouldn't speak, only gesture.

Then we gathered our luggage. Apparently we were looking for bubble-wrap to cushion everything, but my friend said they were out of it. I told him it didn't matter, that we'd only need it when leaving. We got to our room. My wife and my friend went off to do something. I was watching TV.

At first I was watching something like "Dumb and Dumber" [which I've never seen, but my friend was actually talking to me about it yesterday] -- only somehow it involved a character going back in time and doing stuff to make something right -- every time he'd get back to the "present" he'd have to check the place where he worked to see if things were okay, then go back to try to fix it again.

Then I saw a commercial for a show called "The Mertzes", which was apparently a spin-off from the old "I Love Lucy" show. They were advertising an episode where the Mertzes were going to meet the starship "Enterprise" [from the current series] because they wanted to see aliens -- this was somehow supposed to be a "crossover" episode between the two shows [which makes NO sense ].

Then I started using a computer in the hotel room. Somehow I ended up on this web site that was like an animation of this huge pit filled with mutant spiders and/or scorpions. Using the mouse, you could maneuver your point-of-view around the screen. Moving into the pit, it was filled with some mushy substance, and I started feeling like I was getting stung by these creatures. It started actually making me sick. I got up and went into the bathroom because I felt like I might throw up, but I ended up just spitting into the toilet. I was also somehow making a mess, and water was like spraying everywhere. I tried to get some toilet paper from this roll-thing in the floor to clean up the water, but I couldn't tear it off -- it just kept unrolling. Finally I realized that this wasn't toilet paper at all, but a roll of some kind of plastic -- not sure why it was there. Finally found the TP and cleaned things up.

Then my wife and friend were back, and we were starting to decided what to do next, when I woke up.

4/7/2005 -- NL

I was playing my trumpet in a band [I really do play, but I haven't picked up my horn for a couple of years]. The weird thing was, instead of reading music, we were looking at a house that was strung with christmas lights, and "reading" the music by looking at the lights, as if each light represented a different note. I wasn't playing very well, and the director -- who appeared to be my old HS band director -- was getting mad at me.

4/21/2005 -- NL

[This was a very odd dream for me. This dream was like a movie. Some of the actors in it were Wil Wheaton, David Duchovny, and Nick Nolte. During part of it, I was in Wil Wheaton's role -- other times it was like I was watching the movie on TV.]

I (Wil Wheaton) was at a school -- a college presumably -- for some kind of academic competition that was taking place over a weekend. We had to write some kind of research paper. I was in a room with David Duchovny, who was like my mentor or something. We apparently were not there legitimately -- had snuck into the competition somehow.

I woke up in the middle of the night, and needed to use the bathroom. I was groggy and stumbled out of bed, down the hallway, and into the bathroom. Once there, I discovered that the door would not close properly. Then I discovered that the toilet was smashed to bits. I tried returning to my room, but when I entered, it was not the same room -- other people were staying in it. I searched all over, but could not find the room.

Next thing I remember, I had met up with some girl who apparently was in the same position as I was, and we were driving around talking about what to do about the competition -- I can't remember which one of us was driving. At some point we lost control of the car and went smashing into a RV. Turns out, the RV was the "room" that I'd been staying in -- David Duchovny was in it, and Nick Nolte was the driver. They had somehow made the RV seem like part of the dorm, and had taken off when I went to the bathroom because they were going to be found out. Now we were all in the RV, and it went out of control -- Nick Nolte told us to get into crash positions because we were going to hit something.

[I woke up briefly here, then went back to sleep and continued the dream]

Now I was kind teamed up with this girl, and several other students who were all in the same situation, trying to get through this competition, but none of us really were supposed to be there. We were sneaking into the school, acting as if we belonged there so as not to attract attention. Apparently we needed access to some things in the school to do research or something for our papers. We would all get together at certain times of the day to read each other the latest page that we had written, and get everyone else's input on it.

I remember thinking "this is a really good movie, I have to watch the whole thing some time". Then I heard this chiming tune playing, like a music box, and I woke up. I had no idea if the tune I heard was in my dream, or if I was hearing one something in our house. My first thought was that we had nothing that played that particular tune in the house, but the more I think about it, the more I think it was a clock we have chiming the hour (the time was just right for that).

4/21/2005 -- SL

After posting the previous dream, I went back to bed. I must have fallen asleep quickly. I started dreaming that I was still trying to go to sleep, but that my wife was doing things in the house that were keeping me up. First she turned on a light in the hallway. I asked her to turn it off. Then the TV was too loud. I went out into the living room and found not only the TV on loudly, but she was wearing headphones listening to music. I turned the TV down and returned to the bedroom. When I got there, I discovered that the curtains had been opened and the morning light was coming in [even though it wasn't that late yet]. I tried closing the drapes, only to find that they had huge holes torn in them.

At this point something clicked in my mind, and I thought "this isn't right, maybe I'm dreaming". So I tried pinching my nose and breathing -- voila!

I'm not sure how I got outside, but the next thing I know, I'm sitting in front of my house, fully lucid. I see some old lady walking down the street. I take off and start flying. As usual, my thoughts turned to sex. I started looking for likely DCs to oblige me, and

[CENSORED]

at which point of course I woke up [I gotta quit doing that ].

I went back to sleep almost immediately, and found myself in my front yard again. I was not lucid, but I soon saw the same old woman walking down the street that I had seen previously, and this made me realize I was dreaming. I confirmed with the pinched nose check, and soon I was flying again.

This time, I decided to try to find the kid who lives across the street from me, as I have discussed lucid dreaming with him, and he agreed that he'd like to try both LDing and dream sharing.

I flew around his house calling his name, and soon I saw him sitting there. I went up to him, and at first he didn't seem interest in talking to me -- he turned the other way. I did like a slow flip-twist over his head in the air and came down on the other side of him, facing him. I said "Look, I'm flying, this is a dream. You're dreaming too -- you can do whatever you want!" When he saw me do this and listened to me, his facial expression changed to one of wonder. I said "Come on, fly with me". I flew backwards, up, and away, and he followed me. Then an odd thing happened -- his appearance started changing. He got older, his hair color changed, and he grew a mustache. I'm not sure what happened after that, but I know that I woke up soon afterward.

I had one more short LD after this. This one was a little fuzzy -- It had something to do with being in a bowling alley that also had a gourmet coffee shop, and the coffee was supposed to induce lucid dreaming. I was looking at the menu, when I realized that I was already dreaming (and lucid) so I didn't need any of their coffee. I went flying around the bowling alley. It seemed that people were throwing themselves down the lanes and into the pins. I decided that looked like fun and was going to swoop down on a lane and into the pins -- but then things faded and I woke up for good.

Wow! I totally shattered my dry spell of both recall and LDs. Many thanks to Gothlarks for his Confidence and Dream Feeling Induced Lucid Dream tutorial -- I'm sure that using some of these steps is what helped me accomplish this.

Let's see if can get back into doing this...

2/10/2006 -- SL

I was at one of the local casinos. [not sure exactly which one -- we have several around here that are run by Native American tribes, and I've never gambled in any of them] I'm don't remember why I went there -- it wasn't for gambling -- it was the middle of the night, and I had my briefcase with me. It was time for me to leave, but it was difficult to get outside. It seemed that the path to the exit forced me to go through an arcade area, where machines where packed pretty tightly together. And although the casino wasn't crowded, there always seemed to be somebody in my way. Finally I got outside, and to the parking lot where I thought I had parked. But like the arcade machines inside, the cars in this area were parked closely together, and it seemed everyone was leaving at once. Besides, I couldn't even find my car.

I decided to go back inside and retrace my steps, hoping to remember where I had actually parked. This time, when I reached the exit, I decided that I was going to drop a few coins in a slot machine. The only machines I saw near the exit have some sort of cartoon pig theme to them. When I approach one, I saw that it only accepted $10 tokens! No way I'm gonna do that. So then I got ready to leave again, when I realized that I had lost my briefcase.

So I started retracing my steps again, hoping to find it. When I reached the area in front of the main cashier, I saw a friend of mine. When she recognized me, I started getting a dreamy feeling, and began to float off the ground. At this point I realized that I was dreaming, but I couldn't seem to take control of anything, including my own actions. I woke up pretty quickly after that.

2/10/2006 -- NL

My wife and I needed to go to a grocery store. However it seemed to be some holiday, and every store we went to was closed. We were puzzled because we didn't know that it was a holiday. The third store we went to -- I believe it was Albertson's -- the door was unlocked, but as soon as I stepped in I could see a sign that said they were closed, the lights were mostly off, and I was blocked from getting any farther into the store.

As I turned to leave, I heard a voice say "yep" or something like that. I turned and looked to the right of the door. There was a man's head, speaking to me, attached to what appeared to be a stuffed dummy, and hanging on the wall. I assumed him to be a security guard. [This weird apparition should have triggered lucidity, but alas did not] I complained to him that I had checked the company's web site before coming down, and it had not said they would be closed today. He agreed with me. I left the store, and woke up.