Dreamy Audio

148 - Battle in space

Wed, 15 Aug 2007 02:04:28 -0700

The captain disappears and the ship goes into battle mode, arming itself to destroy all enemy ships in 30 minutes. I escape death falling to the floor and make my way to a mess hall. I begin to make a laptop purchase and end up as an adopted child who never had a brother.

147 - Depressive Pain

Mon, 06 Aug 2007 20:35:38 -0700

This one goes pretty deep. Depressing event with college finals carries over into my dreams and I give my feelings on the situation.

146 - March of the roaches

Tue, 10 Jul 2007 06:19:58 -0700

Roaches march down the neighborhood and cause much destruction. Later, I find myself in school clothed only in my underpants.

145 - Grandma Party and Bucket Shop

Sun, 01 Jul 2007 09:48:51 -0700

I steel an object that is interchangable. I come back to find a party in grandmas house. Upstairs, grandma has put up some interesting wall paper. I end up in a shop owned by none other than the hosts of "Bucket" podcast. My wife is with me and sees some people that she doesn't like.

144 - Beer Without Pants

Sat, 30 Jun 2007 05:44:59 -0700

I drink a beer called "Gmail" with sugar in it. I leave the bar to find that I am pantless. We find a jacket in a nearby restaraunt, but not pants. I find several pants outside that look funny. I then find my wallet setting on my pants. We then go play some video games. I then take a bus to get permission for a field trip. We blow up a door with a melting creature that blows up to find a robot woman inside.

143 - Storming the gates

Mon, 25 Jun 2007 06:42:04 -0700

My brother and I shoot our way into an office building to steal the contents of a safe. I return with my wife in a subway station. We exit and find our car stripped of everything.

142 - Irrational Demands

Sun, 24 Jun 2007 06:31:52 -0700

My mother goes through the house finding every little problem. A list of demands are given to my father and we discover that they are very irrational.

141 - Corrupted Police

Fri, 22 Jun 2007 05:52:26 -0700

Some corrupted police arrest my brother and neice. I go in search to free them and end up being arrested myself. In the end my brother comes home with my niece and I sing a song to her.

140 - All about socks

Wed, 20 Jun 2007 06:17:59 -0700

The hunt for socks is on. I find what turns out to be a paper towel dispensor and walk into a cafeteria/restaurant with my wife. A somber group is getting photographed with stripper music. I skate board back home using the painted line of a road as a skateboard.

139 - School Schedule

Tue, 19 Jun 2007 05:46:23 -0700

First day of school at the Art Institute of Pittsburgh. I am missing my schedule and see the administrative department to get another copy.

138 - Underwater City

Sun, 17 Jun 2007 18:20:38 -0700

A new kind of water is displayed in a meuseum that doesn't have a current. Another room has what appears to be a city under water.

137 - Shootout

Fri, 15 Jun 2007 05:59:13 -0700

A lot of wierd looking creatures come after me disguised as people and I try to shoot my way through them with a special gun.

136 - Terraforming

Thu, 14 Jun 2007 05:54:34 -0700

I ride on a bus and look at some trees and wish there were more earth-like trees on this planet (mars). My view expands out and I see the planet terraforming really fast. I zoom in on a particular area and see a store. I walk through the parking lot and pick up papers that have loan information as well as license plates for cars not yet purchased. I walk into the store and ditch the cart. I walk through the video game section to see some kids playing some games. I start looking at computers but then realize I wouldn't need them.

135 Ghost Walker

Wed, 13 Jun 2007 06:15:04 -0700

I start by trying to steal some money from some people who double-crossed me. I end up in australia and can't be seen. I can walk through things. A woman can see me and I try to get her to help me but she doesn't realize what i need help with.

134 - Ghost Town

Tue, 12 Jun 2007 06:06:36 -0700

I dreamt that I visited a run down town and found a woman and child living in an abandoned building. I also fought a chair to find some crayons.

133 - Millions of Hands

Mon, 18 Dec 2006 23:34:15 -0800

this dream was a bit wierd. so there was like this home improvements that was these guys were doing some repairs to this old barn in front of a live audience and i guess they were fixing the roof. this one kid off camera would hang by his legs and swing to these guys and hand them there new set of tools. he accidentally had part of his pants falling off so his bum would be showing. his old manager would be running out under him shouting at him to come down. handing him a pair of pants asking him i expect you to be acting normally and be embarassed. the kid felt like the show must go on and couldn't stop what he was doing. the show keeps going on and they have to get him a different ladder because if hes on certain kinds of ladders and they fall a certain kind of angle then he is treated as a kid, other kinds of falls, he is treated as adult. something for insurance, they treat him like a kid for everything and don't let him do too much. of course i don't know why he was swinging by his legs upside down handing tools to everybody. that was wierd. so anyway, this whole big barn area - shop - whatever. people, everytime they put something in, they turn off electric. they turned off one circut, put ther thing in, and then turn the circut back on and stuff. one time they put it in and things started exploding and going superspeed. like motors and some vehicles would go off by them selves and turn on and keep going on. it started to get to the point where there was chaos because everything was working on its own and working too fast. things were starting to explode and everyone was trying to run away. i was running away towards this forest and i saw this tree. i ran up the tree. it wasn't strait, it went strait up. it was kinda like angled at really low angles. so i'm getting up on that tree and ... and one of my coworkers is aksing me to help her get up more. i'm trying to help her get up and shes down by my feet and i see all these other people trying to get away. suddenly they are all comming up the tree. they cover my coworker with there hands comming up and there hands are touching me. there hands are all over. i start to feel really icky from these hands. i can still see my coworker just a little bit and she's asking me to plese help me. i'm trying to pull her up, but each time, just a little bit - all these hands around us come up more quicker. then it is to the point that there are all these layers of hands. in each layer, as they come up, looks like a different painting all together, like the seasons of the year, like a bunch of hands has clouds painted all over it, another has leaves painted all over it. they are bright green and stuff. then i notice there are three people on top that are all painted like all the other hands, but each one is painted a different theme. it turns out that these guys like some nature band or something. they are all bald and stuff. and then there is plenty of it on top of them. i guess he is like the main singer. and then slowly, slowly, everything else died down. all these machines gone down, and everybody starts sliding back to where they came from. and then i see my coworker again and we can actually get off the tree.

132 - Military Issued Raspberry Soda

Sun, 26 Nov 2006 03:19:04 -0800

I dreamt that i went to an amusement park. it wasn't really any of the rides i got into. it was a particular vendor that .. got something to drink and eat. i settled for military issued raspberry soda and a hershy sundae. it was a pretty small sundae in a round cup that actually had a flat thing that opened up. it looked like a sundae. this served the raspberrery, or the military issued raspberry soda, and there is hardly anything in there. and i asked him, isn't that a little low on the soda? she agrees but charges for it anyway. can you put more in there or something? apparently she is not permitted to look to see if there is more or something because the system doesn't let her. so i ask her to switch it out to sprite instead. she's fine and gives me a full cup of sprite instead. i started to walk. the woman that brought us, she starts bragging how she put up cameras to take pictures and stuff. she asked the person behind the counter if she brought anything to take pictures and stuff. i tell her that i think this woman has been here many more times then you. the woman behind the counter said, well - you don't really have to think hard about that. i was like, yea - she does. the woman started getting really offended. something about her husband was getting upset about defending her honor with me or something. he started showing me these wierd karate moves or some kind of wierd stuff. i sit back and just watch them try to intimidate me. after about five minutes of doing all these moves, he hits himself in the bottom of his foot with a piece of plastic. we all come running to see what happened. he said, something like, i'm just hiting myself in the foot, but it felt like doing 1000 jumpingjacks at the same time.

131 - Covered Mouth

Sun, 13 Aug 2006 23:44:34 -0700

Song: You Keep It
Artist: Digit All Love
Web Site: digital-all-love.com
Found at: Podsafe Music Network

Background Music: "Esmovoir" © 2006 William Cushman
Website: www.ghostnotes.blogspot.com

Dream: Covered Mouth
Transcript:

So I drempt that I was in my house now, but it was, I was, my mom was still with us kids. She was out in the hallway covering one of my sisters mouths. It was hard for her to breath because, you know, when you get all crying and stuff, you can't breathe out of your nose too well.

My other sister was trying to make my mom stop. I came out and I pushed her away from my mom. Then my mom was smiling like, evil, or knowingly that she wanted that to happen so that she could punish me so to take the place of my sister. She was trying to put her hands over my mouth and open it. She was trying to see if I really did lose the fillings to my cavaties. Apparently the metal bits wern't enough proof for her and she thought I was just lieing.

Song: Rising Sun
Artist: Bitstream Dream
Website: bitstreamdream.com
Found at: Podsafe Music Network

130 - Hands Down

Sat, 12 Aug 2006 20:19:52 -0700

Background Music: "On my way" © 2006 William Cushman www.ghostnotes.blogspot.com

in this dream, my brother was driving my dads old van. i was in the passenger seat. My wife was in the middle between us. We were driving around in Keyser, West Virginia.

Suddenly my brother was like saying, "Oh no". He notices police lights. I was just telling him just to be calmed down, not to be so worried. he's trying to pull over, but there is nowhere to pull over. Finally he finds a spot to kind-of get over.

these two police men keep yelling us to put our hands down, but our hands are already down. Then my wife, she puts her hands, i guess her hands are like a fist because she is scared. I was just saying, put your palms on your knees so that they can see your hands are down.

my brother, i can just see his face. he is just really mad at these guys, just looking strait at them. his hands are down. and they keep yelling at us to put our hands down anyway. we are clearly have our hands, our palms on our knee caps. finally they are saying, that's it, get out of the van. so we get out of the van.

they start searching us. one of the guys searching my brother in front of me. he takes something out of his own jacket and passes it to the cop who is searching me. the cop looks at it and it's a green bag. i don't know. any way, he is like, what's this? he opens it and throws this pot all over me. all of a sudden i start realizing what is going on. i just get so flamed and mad at him. so apparently these guys are setting us up.

there was more stuff that i just won't go into. let's just say these guys are very, very mean.

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Song: Rising Tide
Artist: Broken Sleep
Website: http://www.myspace.com/brokensleep
Found at: Podshow Music Network

129 - Higschool Bar Tending

Fri, 11 Aug 2006 00:08:53 -0700

I was dreaming i was back in high school or college. There was some new rules going around that if i was caught sleeping in class again, i would pretty much be failed in class.

The teacher refused to tell me specifically what our homework assignment was supposed to be. i wasn't awake for it when they gave it out originally. i figured i would just blow off the course and not worry about it. i hadn't done real good in the course anyway. i was just looking for an excuse to get out of it.

Then there was another science related course after that. that on, everybody was pretty much crashed near the end just before the teacher gave out the homework. we all logged in. it was time to move onto the next period. the teacher was being a really, mean about not giving people there homework assignments since he had already given it to them when everybody was logged off and crashed.

After that, we had bar tending class. For some reason we still needed some dittos that we got from the previous class. about how the human body is structured and different systems. we were being taught how to make some kind of daiquiri with a cap on a bottle of water. the water itself, some lemon, some lime, and some daiquiri, some fruity drink.

the teacher looked rite at me and wanted me to make the daiquiri. i was thinking to myself why would they pick me since i don't even drink this stuff. i can't drink it in the end when i mess up or succeed.

i walk up to the front and the teacher hands me a tiny bottle of water. i take the cap off and hold it up and show it to everyone and set it on the counter because i had no idea what to do with it. then i told the teacher that the cup that was made available to me was the wrong size. she was saying to continue anyway. i pured the water in it. found two lemons and squeezed each one. or a lemon and a lime. then i had no daiquiri to put in the daiquiri. everybody was happy and clapping.

i got out and - took ... i don't know what happened after that.

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Song: Gut Feeling Demo
Artist: DJ Eric ILL
Website: http://www.myspace.com/djericill
Found on: PodSafe Music Network

128 - Electronic Discovery

Tue, 08 Aug 2006 22:08:53 -0700

I dreamt that i was back at the house that i grew up in. my whole family was there. my mom, dad, and all of us kids. they were in the dining room, except the dining room was setup as the living room. they were all around the television which was in the corner where the phone used to be. the room was dark and they were watching something that my little sister was interested in.

i was more or less in the kitchen cleaning up. not just cleaning up small things around the kitchen, but super cleaning. i would get up on all teh cabinets above them and grab things off. then there was a lot of gunk up there that i would actually scrub really hard to get rid of.

so i was actually getting to these incent sticks. apparently they were my moms. they were so gunky and dirty that i just wanted to throw them away. i felt that she would be really against that if she knew what i was doing. for some reason when i picked them up, they were actually stuck in my skin. i had to pull them out. that was wierd. they were like a bright magenta and cyan colors. they'd never been used.

on the other side of the cabnents i was starting to find all of these electronic parts. i started to try and put them on the counter and seperate them out a bit. it looked like it was from a whole electronic set. so i get more electronic parts and figured i would just put them in a box somewhere.

most of them were these long strips that look like aluminum that i was seperating. I kept finding more of them. then i found a whole set of other parts. it looked to be one of these electronic kits before i guess my dad was gonna work on making the kit when he was young when all of us kids came along. he didn't have the time.

i found part of this chip set that actually had a lot more components on it. i was looking really hard at the cardboard where the components were and i found it. it was like a chip that said SP0256-A0 and I was so happy. I was more interested in the A2's or something like that. But i was so happy because I knew this specific chip could make similated voice sounds. then i looked at the actual chip it self and noticed it was cracked in half. i was getting sad because i knew i couldn't use it.

so i was putting that thing back in the box and i notice there was this little blue LED lighting up. i picked up that whole component thing back up. i noticed there were some semi-coroded batteries in there that were lighting up the blue LED. i was afraid to even touch them.

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Song: Breathing
Artist: Christophe Goze
Website: http://www.christophegoze.com/
Found At: Podsafe Music Network

127 - Stocks and Bodybuilders

Mon, 07 Aug 2006 00:48:48 -0700

so it turns out that i had all these different stocks. it looked like three wrapped up piles of bills. they were pretty thick. as i would look at them, they would say like different companies.

I took my bike to this part of the town where there were all these stock people in front of this old building. they were really just standing around doing nothing. Just waiting for anything to pick up.

Finally I asked one of them if they would buy one of the papers I had. The place just came to life. There were people just all over buying and selling stocks.

I started looking at the papers I had. It wasn't just a pile of three different companies in these three piles. It was just a pile of miscelaneouse stocks in each pile. The guy buys the first one because he sees it looks very old. He buys it for 80 dollars. He sees he can onlyh sell it for 20.

So I started wondering pretty quick, although these stock papers are pretty old, it doesn't mean it is worth anything of significant value. it just means that since I didn't pay for them, then I would have some money extra. The people buying them now needed to start looking at there real value before they offer to buy.

so me and many other people who had recently found out they had these stock things started laying them out on the table. Trying to look them up on the board to see how much they are worth. Or if they are even on the board.

The guy behind the counter was saying not to let anybody see what you had. Make sure they are well hidden. I was at the point where I really didn't care. I just wanted to be able to compare notes somehow. So I found each one, I would look at the price and then I would see if any of those buyers would want to buy it. They would tell me the price and I would decide weather or not I would sell it to them.

Somehow they all turned into books of some kind. Maybe I was looking at a book about the stuff. I had started looking up some of the information in the books. I was telling my manager who was actually setting at the table that I had to get back to what I was doing before he came there. Like some class or something. He acknowledged and said it was ok.

I grabbed my stuff and the book and started to walk out. I was thinking that maybe I should leave the book here. Then I decided I would take the book with me anyhow. It was a library book so it would probably be in my name as having checked it out.

So I get back to the class. I see I still have a seat available to me. There is this person kind of shouting, but not too loud. It is a very muscular woman in a black bikini. Like one of those body builders on sterroids I guess. She is talking. In the middle of the room, there is a group of muscular women in black bikini's but way to muscular.

The main woman was talking about how she used to do steroids with some kind of orange pill and how her eyes got very large because of it. You could see her eyes were just oversized. She was mainly trying to tell us not to take this one kind of pill. Just anything really. Hers was just this orange pill that she took and this is what lead to her problem with her eyes. Mainly I was trying to look everywhere except at her eyes.

Which I guess was wierd for here except I don't think the other women really did anything. They just stood in the middle of the room.

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Song: Phantasma - Bitstream Dream with Anji Bee - 2004
Artist: Angi Bee
Website: http://anjibee.wordpress.com/
Podshow: Artist Information

126 - Second To None

Sat, 05 Aug 2006 23:53:55 -0700

second to none. apparently there was some kind of fight with magic. this one guy beat another guy. it was wierd because it shouldn't happen. the other guy should have beat the first guy.

there was a big cover up. the first guy who won - they pretty much just didn't acknowledge it. the guy who lost, they just said he got second place.

they went to all these places to make sure there was no photographs or anything. it became some kind of hush hush deal that everybody called it "second to none" because he had second place and the other guy had no place.

so then this newspaper guy came up to me and was asking me that he heard some kind of rumors or something. i was like, well there is photographs out there, but everything has been covered up. i figured i wouldn't go any further into it because i figured he would call my bluff. one of the main guys involved in covering up all the photographs was rite there.

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Song: Am I Awake?
Artist: They Might Be Giants
Website: http://www.barsuk.com/bands/theymightbegiants
PodSafe Music: Artist Details

125 - Gadget Hacks

Thu, 03 Aug 2006 23:46:11 -0700

I was dreaming that I was walking back from someplace with a few other friends outside. I saw some gadgets on the ground. I started looking at them. They were laid up and changed colors when you pressed the button. They were tall. One was small. It had about two buttons in the middle with a blue and pink light on each side. The other had a lot more buttons and played country music, or some kind of music.

So I was playing with these things thinking I could take them apart and build something else out of them. One of the other people with me was playing with the other one. Then we realized a few people were walking up behind us.

They were asking what we were doing. There little boy with them was saying "yea, that's what it was". He was pointing to the toy that I wasn't playing with. He was looking for his small video game system. That's Apparently what it was.

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Song: Accoustic Dream
Artist: Acoustika
Website: http://acoustika.co.nr/
Podsafe Link: Podsafe Music Network Band Information

124 - Stroller and Child Return

Wed, 02 Aug 2006 23:58:30 -0700

So, we were trying to close up shop. i saw this little girl in her stroller. I knew her mom was up in the front of the store buying stuff. i was trying to get the girl over to her mom. parts of the stroller would fall off. the wheels would fall off. i had to put the wheels back on. then the girl then decided that while i put the wheels on, she would just get up and walk away. i had to go chase her and grab her, bring her back. then another woman had already put her child in the stroller, put a blanket over it, and was about to take her off. i had to stop her, get her child out of the stroller, put this girl back in, and have some mean looks with this woman who was trying to steal the stroller. by time i do get back up to the counter with this girl, the mom was gone. the girl gets out of her stroller. she starts running around. i'm going crazy trying to figure out what i'm supposed to do.

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Song: Dream of Freedom by 2012 . See there website on myspace .

123 - Adhoc Lyrics

Tue, 01 Aug 2006 23:48:19 -0700

so i was with my dad up in delray and my brother and sisters. i started humming a tune. we each started singing parts of the tune. just making it up as we go along. it was really weird lyrics. then i kept suggesting that we go on with different songs. they liked what they heard, but half the time i didn't understand what i said. then there are other people they wanted me to do songs with. i kept doing different peoples songs. one guy got upset. i didn't want to do it anymore. the guy was telling me he wasn't really upset. it was actually entertaining for him to hear me say some of the things i said. then i was being told i need to go on because i was live on tv. there were many celebrities out there that were waiting for me. it was really weird. i didn't remember half the stuff i was saying. i kept having this feeling that it was just really really bad stuff. i couldn't figure out why people would like what i was saying. i'm trying to think. one of the people was trance to the sun. trance to the sun is a music group that is very much like, very odd lyrics that are almost just made up. i was starting to sing "the spider crawls up the well ... something about a tick for a tock. wednesday for." awe man, i can't remember half this stuff. but it was like i was trying to ryme some words, i don't know. i would sing a little bit. then i would let the other person sing a little bit. then i would sing a little bit. it would go back and forth with all these different people. it was a (dialect?) thing. it was seven different people with all these different songs.

122 - The Hunger

Mon, 31 Jul 2006 23:08:58 -0700

I dreampt that I was just getting up and my old house i was a kid. i wasn't really a kid but, well, i guess a young teen. i don't know. and everybody else was almost done eating breakfast.

there watching a movie that i really wanted to see. they were in the beginning of it. they rewound it so i could watch. i started to make breakfast for myself. for some reason, we had to go into work at that moment. i wasn't able to see the movie. i wasn't able to eat yet.

i'm cutting grass and stuff. the youngest of us kids actuall has some food with them. i was getting a bit annoyed. i'm hungry and they are eating food there. i give up. i'm like, you know, i really need to get something to eat.

my brother and i go up to the store. there is my father and this kid walking out of the store. the kid has a hotdog in his mouth. it's really pissing me off. every time i look around, this kid is eating.

i just walk up and push the rest of the hotdog in there mouth. it's only a little bit but i'm just pissed off. the kid gets upset. at that point, my dad gets the picture that i'm not really happy about this kid. he starts bringing preperations to get rid of the kid. apparently this kid was more of hired help - which doesn't make sense. there maybe six or seven.

121 - Protecting The Future

Mon, 31 Jul 2006 02:21:07 -0700

in the future, things become problematic. there is this secret order that is supposed to keep things balanced. all of its members started turning on each other.

my father guided me into the past. there was no way to fix what happened in the present. someone else had jumped into the past before me. a woman, but i didn't know who.

at first the people didn't trust, i jumped back into the past where I am rite now, but the people in the past didn't trust who i was. i didn't see the woman yet, but her and i were taken and bound somewhere. we arrived at different times, so that is why i didn't see her.

i don't know how i got unbound, but eventually, i would communicate to these people that we are on the same side. i've been able to clear out paths in the woods for them, and things that rain had washed dirt into, i was able to unclear those.

this order, the main purpose of it was the preserve the main balance of everything so that the future was secure. somehow, in the future, the head guy, got it into his brain, that he wanted the future to be his, under his own control. he got the other people to turn against each other on different issues so that he could do things without being noticed.

half the time someone would go in the past, grab something, and come back. usually the weapon (if you had a weapon when you woke up in the past) it wouldn't do anything special. it wouldn't kill people who are already dead. the trick was to be able to reach out and grab a weapon outside of the past. anything would do really.

one thing i grabbed i think it was a stick that worked like a sword. if you cut it through people, it didn't kill them, but changed them. it changed there face and there mood. at one point they were a very seriouse and somber person. at the next point they are laughing like crazy.

the woman and i escaped. or not escaped, but she was finally trusted. she kept begging me to tell her what was going on. all the men who supported me at the time were behind us. i sat down with her in this space between building and hell that was dug out. her and i were setting down. all of my men were in front of us since i was facing them.

I was like, "so you really want to know?". i began to tell her that the men i have today were part of a secret order dedicated to protect the future. all of them and there descendents would somehow be corrupted and fight against each other.

suddenly, everything around us became different shades of blue blocks about a meter in size each, or blue cubes. we were in a place that were 2 meters squared hollow area. all of our men were behind the cubes that were filled in.

I was telling the woman that it has begun. the future is rewriting the past. it was sort of becomming digital.

one thing i did was that i looked into her eyes and i saw stars and universes. i kept going through, farther and deeper. i stopped and i told her, well pretty much i said, well you've looked into the (aw man, what was it?); she said, yea, of course. i looked like you have. and i pretty much said i did. the fact that she is a woman was odd that she would have done that.

this thing that you look into lets you see the future past and present as one thing and you pretty much know everything that is going on. i guess you only know to a point though.

120 - Twin Telepathy & Intercourse

Mon, 31 Jul 2006 01:55:26 -0700

So last nights dream. Rarely they offer this kind of content, but - let's see.

My brother was bestowed upon with a woman, but his punishment was that the woman could not speak. she barely moved or anything. it was like she was a doll, but she was real. Apparently, she had a twin with the same problems that I had.

Neither the twin nor I, minded the fact that she could not speak because we could understood each other. I don't know if it was like telepathically or something, but we just knew what we wanted.

On last nights adjenda what we wanted was pretty much intercourse. you know, the whole enchelada and stuff. it went so far as to actually, pretty much go through her stomach.

Odd. that was it. there was more to it then that, but those are the basics.

119 - Floating on a Basketball

Sun, 30 Jul 2006 19:25:12 -0700

So i guess I was at work, or at least, it was like a different company, but the same company. Computers were crashing everywhere. I was able to just walk into the main building and show them a badge (which i didn't really show them properly). They just waved me on through.

I went all the way up all of these different levels. By time i got to the top level, it was kind of like chaos with the people that were left. everything was just empty except for a few computers around. Everything had been hit so hard. There were small groups of people who were looking through what was left.

One group were finding an extra transister, or something in there equipment. They were trying to figure out if that was normal, or if it was intentional. I was trying to tell them that sometimes it happends. Then they found a computer with the same problem, so it kind of looked intentional.

I had this basket ball. I laid it on the floor. I was able to float/drift on the basket ball accross the floor. I didn't fly off the basket ball. It just stayed in place. I would coast. I would go into all of these different rooms.

I found this really big room that I would just coast back and forth around it. I tried it without the ball and found that I could coast. The theory behind it was that the servers were crashing so bad - or no, they were compensating everything that was going wrong, that they were able to support me - if that makes sense.

As things got better with all of the different clients connecting to the servers, they detected me as a person in the room. i couldn't float without that ball anymore.

118 - West Virginia Seatbelt Worries

Tue, 18 Jul 2006 04:16:54 -0700

So here I was, driving in West Virginia. in a black ford explorer on route 28 towards Romney. A past coworker was in the truck with me. I was talking to her on my advice from school. I brought this other girl up to show her around. The odd thing was that it was the same girl that I was talking about. It was wierd. I was saying that I could tell she really didn't like the place. We were talking about different cultures and stuff. How she didn't like it at first.

I get to Romney. I'm getting a lot of green lights. I realize my seatbelt isn't on yet. I try to get my seatbelt on. I'm trying to drive at the same time turning left and right. I end up holding the strap with my lower chin against my chest. As we drive past, I see a cop car. He doesn't put his lights on or anything.

I get to this one area where the light is about to turn red. We are able to get to the other side past the light. As we stop, I figure I can get the seat belt back on. There is one of those armored money trucks in front of us. They are backing up, so I have to back up into the road back to the other side. They back up to a point where they are at the beginning of the road on the other side. We are on the original side we started on. Nobody crashes or anything. We are waiting for a red light.

117 - Alien Attack

Mon, 17 Jul 2006 04:01:47 -0700

I guess it was the end of the world. we were being invaded or something. there were aliens everywhere. they were pale greenish-yellow. very thin, but there skin wasn't smoothe. it was wrinkly or a bit flabby. it kinda reminded me of cabbage. they really weren't killing us. they were just keeping us together in groups. maybe they were killing us, but .....

so anyhow, after a while they were starting to die and such on there own. the place that i was at, the power went out for a little bit too. then it came back on its own. one of the things that we all started doing was we took all of our lights and stoves on regular light. we unscrewed the light bulbs and put in different colors. apparently the aliens don't like colored lights. i was having problems with one until i realized it wasn't a light. it was a melting glass on fire.

a few of us got into the car and drove somewhere else. on the way, there was a lot of traffic that slowed us down. we decided to drive around it. we got into this area that was really smokey. we saw all these kids spray painting cars and stuff. all the mist was actually paint in the air from spray paint. so we would go through different colors of mist. a mist cloud of red, a mist cloud of gray and stuff. it didn't stick to us though. it was just a cloud.

so we got to another point. no, we were in traffic before we got to the mist. i was listening to the radio about different cars. then all of a sudden one of the things i was doing, i was driving a ... i look around and everybody is, not everybody, but a lot of people is trying the same thing. it's a unique car, but not so unique. and then the movie goes on to talk about the car from the movie.

the car from the movie is a bit odd because it is like ... a hemisphere, but then its got a rounded cyllindar. the edges are all rounded. and the top just spins. the radio goes on to talk about a special motor that keeps spinning. it will go on spinning forever to generate something. it was custom made for one of the guys from in synch. and i'm hearing his songs comming from it. it is just in synch songs and it is getting on my nerves. i notice on the back there is even ... for nike. i guess they sponsored the car or something. it was small too.

so anyway, we get to this other building. i walk along. we were walking on these tennis courts. .... i got the the elevator and went up. i listen to what floor its going up. we arrive to floor 17. a guy shouts down what floor it is. at the same time i'm walking around the building trying to find another elevator.

i come to this one area with a guard in front of it, or a security officer. who usually have to sign in with him i guess to gain access to that part. i kept my distance and walked around and thought i saw an elevator that went directly to there building. i looked around these columns to see if i could find any elevator buttons or something. i started walking in the area where you should have a badge, or you must check in with the guard first. i run out so the guard doesn't get upset.

i figure, well maybe i need to go back to that original elevator. i go back, i get in. i press 19. somehow i'm back in my car - the bat mobile, going back to the original place i started at. i see up ahead this cloud of smoke from all the paint. i get through it.

i'm going slow because the traffic is slow. i notice all these people are just walking very slowly trying to get out of the dust. the traffic was so slow it wasn't even moving. some of the people were making signs out of what ever they could find on the road. the debris, chalk, or something. one of the signs said on the paper read something like, "Your killing us" or something. everybody we passed were slowly walking the direction we were going. they didn't have access to a vehicle. all that paint was going to kill them or something.

we open up the side of the van door. (apparently we are in a van now, not a bat mobile). we let people run in and jump in. the first person was like a nice looking woman. one of the guys with me was saying "yea, that's a good call. let the good looking ones in". i was thinking we needed more living bodies back where we were since the aliens were killing off so many of us. we needed to kind of recoup and increase our odds of surviving. not with mating or anything, just with a large group i guess. there is more opportunity there.

the van was just so filled up and packed that we could only grab so many people. everyone is just trying to move around. a few crawl off of there seats and crawl on top of this junk so a few more could get in. it was just sad that people couldn't get in.

so we are back and i had this viser thing. or no, not back. someone else got in had the viser. it's really a small computer that attaches to your ear and has a microphone. this guy was complaining that the same messages played over and over again. i took a look at it because i was the original creator of it apparently. it just kept making the same sound over and over again.

i tried to figure out what was going on by asking him questions. i didn't even know what the heck this thing did. so i asked, it makes the same sound over and over again? and he is like, "yea, the computer does that". and i'm like "and what's the problem?". and he was saying something about he wasn't normal for what most people were. with the back of his legs was off so the gadget had to be a bit customized just for him, and that was why something was happening in some way. i felt like i was getting stupider asking him one question after another trying to figure out what i was supposed to do about it. eventually i think we figured out something like we were supposed to make it reset itself when he wears it.

116 - Rescue from Mud & Rocks

Sat, 15 Jul 2006 03:46:13 -0700

I was down in stafford. there is like this open field where trucks used to park. now there is grass all over it. in this dream, i was walking accross this field trying to get to the other side. i was trying to be very careful. i felt that if i walked in the wrong area, i could sink into it.

the couple had actually split up. the woman was actually knee deep in some mud in this little rut or something. the man and i went over to try and help her out. i was having problems trying to find a stable area i could stand on that I wouldn't sink either. I found certain rugs that I could stand on. when i figured it out, she had already gotten herself out of the rut. some was like lots of tiny rocks or quicksand or something.

anyhow, her husband got himself stuck up to his head somewhere. we were all trying to get to him. we went to help this woman out first. that was the confusing part. if the husband was rite there helping me help her, and all of a sudden he is at a different place up to his head.

so we were running over to where he was. now we don't see him anymore. we are having a hard time trying to figure out where he was. I got a general idea. we're taking these large rocks out of the side of the hill from the bottom first. we are hoping that the rocks above them don't fall down.

i'm kind of to the side of the rocks. my brother is there rite in front of them. if the rocks all fall down at once then my brother is in quite a bit of trouble. he pretty much knows what he is doing.

we are trying to listen to the guy but he isn't making a sound. we are trying to tell him to make a sound if he is still there. my brother is like, "Can't you hear that?" or no, he is like "do you feel that?". and we are all very quiet. apparently he can sense the guy, but i can't. so we are digging more rocks out of the side of the hill. my brother, he gets a lighter and he lights it. he can see behind some of the rocks that there is a passage or a cave of some kind but very small.

i think that is where i woke up because we didn't get any further then that. we never did get the guy out.

115 - Coffee Can Corn Feeding

Sat, 15 Jul 2006 03:44:23 -0700

the grass was pretty thick out back. my mother in-law had taken off with my little sister to go get something for me. I was supposed to go with them but i was taking too long. I figured i would cut the grass while they were gone.

i went ahead and put my shoes on and started walking. I saw this little dog barking like crazy in the snow. he wasn't on a chain or anything. i was able to pick him up. the main understanding, the impression that i had was that he needed food.

I took him out back to the shed. i went inside and put him on the floor. He walked out of the shed. I went into the shed and found a metal garbage can full of corn. not the cobs, but little pieces of corn that had been cut off the cobs. and a coffee can.

with the coffee can, i dig the coffee can in. i bring the coffee can outside. i spread some of the corn on the ground for him to recognize for him to take a bite of. it was fresh frozen corn. he brought me someones hat that was kind of tall.

i had a few other pets back there. dogs and ... I'd keep getting another coffee can full and give each one a can of dog food. some of the dogs were actually the cats that i have today, but in dog form.

it normally wasn't my job to feed the dogs. it was my sisters. apparently i wasn't doing it rite. she would probably get upset that i was feeding them when it is her turn to do those jobs.

114 - Ignorantly Represented

Fri, 14 Jul 2006 02:54:08 -0700

I was trying to get a bus back home. I had to wait in this long line with other people. The woman at the counter, I'm not sure if she is saying i can come in or not. she is not waving or anything. she is just looking at me. I figure i can come in behind the door. I start to open the door and she just looks at me. i close the door and go back out.

she opens the door and lets me in. she tells me "Why didn't you tell me you were represented?". I said "What?". The guy before me who was on a bicycle was apparently someone else; an agent. the guy behind me in line as well was also an agent.

the woman started showing me these two thick magazines. something about style. I saw the price was like 38 dollars on one and 40 dollars on another. i was like, "sorry, i can't afford to buy anything like this rite now. it is totally out of my budget." she was like "Don't worry, i have it covered". as she was flipping through it and she was like "We have to find something for a man like you for your size and stature."

a ring that was blue and kinda beveled. then she found a ring that had little balls. inside these glass balls, one had the pages of a book, the other had a clear view of the blood vessels of an eye. another had - it looked like corn. another had little candy hearts in it. another had something that was orange and it looked like peaches. these little glass balls would sit into the bevel that went around the blue ring.

these two guys pretty much just took me out to the crowd. we heard a shot. we all got down. a few people near us started pretending they got hurt. i saw a guy in a fancy wheel chair and it looked really nice. he was all dressed up and stuff. i said that i thought the shot was ment for him. i took his wheel chair and drove off.

mean while there was a guy outside waiting for me. he kept sending his kids in to find information. my brother was talking to him, he said on the phone. then i would say something like, now all i see so far is that i'm special and it didn't make sense. he and i had been working in some circus all our life. then all of a sudden someone says i'm the talk of the town.

his kids keep comming back to him with notes of what there finding out. he's walking over and sees this police woman. then he sees on her right arm an encoded message. something about jazz. he says the message rite out loud. she looks at him and says "how do you know what that message is?". she is very accusing and very pissed off. so he shows her on this piece of paper that he has. he starts circling different numbers. "see, there is the 'J', the 'A', and some z'z."

Then he reads further down her tatoo and sees it's something about she is going to fight with love on Thursdays. she grabs him and she walks away from all the crowds. His kids follow along to figure out what the heck is going on.

meanwhile, these two agents are trying to play music for me. "Haven't you heard any of this?" I was like, "No". they were shocked that I was so ignorant of, apparently i inherited a fortune or something from a famouse musician i guess or a band or something.

111 - Concentrated Shots

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 11:25:58 -0700

113 - Seahorse Farming

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 11:17:35 -0700

112 - No way home

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 11:02:49 -0700

110 - Pirate Ship Theater

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 09:55:43 -0700

109 - Giant Turkey Abduction

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 09:41:29 -0700

108 - Garage Doors That Amaze

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 09:28:29 -0700

107 - A helpless return to home

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 09:06:28 -0700

106 - English again with a melody

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 08:36:02 -0700

105 - Rememberance and Money

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 08:19:11 -0700

104 - Sawmill Escape

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 07:59:09 -0700

103 - Making Snow and Playing with Chickens

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 07:18:15 -0700

102 - Raising Dragons with Dinner and a Movie

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 07:04:10 -0700

101 - The Last Meal at High School

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 06:41:11 -0700

100 - Overworked Gift Wrapping

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 06:39:14 -0700

099 - Train Meuseum Tour

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 06:37:58 -0700

098 - Dinner, Games, and Guilt Trips

Sat, 13 May 2006 08:25:08 -0700

097 - Fair Job

Sat, 13 May 2006 08:03:31 -0700

096 - Grocery Dividers

Sat, 13 May 2006 07:43:34 -0700

095 - Digging bit by bit

Sat, 13 May 2006 06:59:24 -0700

094 - Presidential Games

Fri, 12 May 2006 04:30:36 -0700

092 - Dead Past With Quesitons

Thu, 11 May 2006 12:50:45 -0700

093 - Reinventing A Bad Wheel

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091 - Surgery and Secret Agents

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090 - Girl Drowning

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089 - Behavior Adjustment

Sun, 07 May 2006 08:30:50 -0700

088 - Restroom Degredation

Sun, 07 May 2006 08:30:07 -0700

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087 - Theme Park Escape

Sat, 06 May 2006 07:50:09 -0700

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