Category: Dreams

A glowing ball comes towards me, turns into a horse head as it passes and says something to me.

Trying to get an app going that makes everything covered in smoke and hidden. Start it up and the smoke is decent but thins out. Walk around a parking lot in a mall looking at it, see much thicker black smoke coming from somewhere else. Walk back and shut the app down.

At a U.S. thing, walking around a big room. Find my seat, and there’s a tube with a bunch of little containers stuck together. I pull them out, and each one has a name and a scent. It’s all the last 2 years’ graduates. Someone is talking, and mad at me for not paying attention.

In some building, there’s water draining through a series of pipes and basins. It’s leaking, and I try to figure out why. It’s some sort of circular thing, but the leak is draining to the input.

Hanging out at 30700, looking across the garage. See the moon and a sparkly disc by it. I feel a lot of power and the disc flies away. I name it Crystal and talk to E about it. We go up a tree and I think about how to call Crystal and use some of the power.

Sitting in a car with a lady who’s driving it remotely. We’re taking people around a la Uber. I’m enjoying swooping around curvy freeway ramps and comment on how there’s a delay in how I see it. We hurry to pick some old guy from church. We get back on the freeway and the remote control isn’t working. The car is swerving all over the place. I reach to grab the wheel but it’s too far away. She says she can get it working but it’s not. I finally grab the wheel just before we run into the wall. We sideswipe come cars, but I’m far far back from the car.

At work, have to make a bunch of different computers talk to each other. In a big room, arrange them so that they’re connected. Walk down the long table on one side of the room, turning them all on. They all boot up, everything is working. Go into a comms program on each, type something in-looks OK. One needs some help booting. The mini is still in the other corner-I go over to it and take the cover off. We’re all like: “Oooooh”.

Watching some TV show, they’re filming by some castle. It looks like somewhere along the 405 in Costa Mesa. Look on Google Maps and find the place.

Going to a bar in a huge limo, Get inside and some guy named Rick is dressed up as a pickle.

Go over to some old lady’s house. She’s a church member. Stay around chatting for a few minutes, then leave.

Out flying an odd rok-shaped kite. It flew like a quadline, but was single-line. It starts getting stormy.

At 30700, packing and getting ready to move. Me and S are in the living room by the fireplace, putting stuff in boxes. I tell her to think hard about what to pack and what to throw away. There’s stuff tossed everywhere. We go to Cook Ct., but the apt looks like the place in Pasadena. Mom talks about putting her pictures in a nook by the dining area, but it’s unfinished and the ceiling is just joists.

At church, go to the bathroom, start peeing in the trashcan, realize it, then into the potty. Finish, start cleaning up the mess, several people come in to move some stuff. I stop cleaning and help move things out to the parking lot.

Walking around a parking lot, trying to get organized to leave. Walk up to the intersection, they’re doing some kind of show, and call on some guy to sing. I think about it,-I dressed for the part and look at the bag of trinkets in my hand. I don’t know where the rest are. We get loaded up, and I look at real estate listings in the newspaper and think about buying a house. Drive over to a diner, and our group splits up-one guy is really mad-we ask him about how the kite festival went. Go into the diner.

Riding on a freight flat car, E and S are with me-I’m making sure they’re safe. We get caught and the guy takes the cars into a station. We get off and fill out a form barring us from the transit system. Some of it is filled out and I fill out the rest. Walk around the room.

Outside, trying to get home. Help a lady and her kid-she has a lot of stuff. She goes to work and I hang out with her kid.

Running across a field, some kid tries to fight me and I break his leg.

A big plane passes by and I use a wand to clean up the mess.

In a bar, sitting in the back. A band starts up, punk and not bad. There’s a good sized crowd. I’m not really dressed for the occasion. I get closer, and some guy spills his drink over me. I toss it back on him. The band is not very loud, and people are complaining. I tell them to move the pa closer. I go up on stage and ask the guitarist to turn up- he whines about feedback and his ears. Go back to the bar-the place is empty. The owner buys me a shot as thanks for helping.

At a dance club, sitting at a table. The lights go out, and a guy comes to reset them. I move to a different place and lay on a table. They’re playing great music, but my back hurts so I can’t dance. E and S are, and having a great time. Another circuit blows, and the dj comes out and resets it. I tell him to leave the lights off. Most people have left, and a few women come parading through. I get up and walk towards the door.

In a small practice room at Les Claypool’s, working on a quiet thing. Loud next door, look in and some kid is shredding on Ler’s rig. Walk in and tell him I can get better tone through mine. Walk over to Les’ rig and ask him if I can play it.

At home, there’s a huge storm coming. We have to go to a shelter. which is close by. We go and I watch the storm track in realtime. It goes right down the coast, very fast. We go back home and everything is OK. Walk through and look around.

At church, going to go and listen to the sermon. No pants, so walk across the space with a footrest across my middle. Sit down one row back on the right. Listen to the minister-she has a red cap that’s a stepped cone.

At an in-line skate race, watching the girls go. It’s a tricky course. Race in the men’s. We all go onstage for the awards, I stand with my friends. Someone passes out T-shirts for a team race with everyone. I have to drive home, so I might not race.

At home, cleaning and getting ready for a party. There are gnats everywhere. I try to shoo them out the door and get most. Go back in and the tree is up. There are some yellowjackets in the house and I warn everyone and close the door. One comes in under the window and gets covered in candy. I’m able to get it out.

In a bus Brian F and someone are fake wrestling. I’m in the way and get hit. Go to the front.

Watching Sabbath sound check. Ozzy hides in back then comes on. One bank of lights aren’t on. He comes back and wants to know why. One tech didn’t put the fader back up. Ozzy swats his butt. I tell him he should go way downstage rather than hide. Show starts, he’s behind a huge synth and other people are singing. Pull way back and around the stadium.

Driving around, talking about how Tim Tebow is still living in Dublin OH, because it’s a dump. We say where we’d live if we were that rich-Laguna, south of France. Drive past a little kid, stop and ask if he’s ok. He says he’s trying to get somewhere and I’d lost. I ask him if he can get home and he says yes, so I tell him to do that. Drive to a homeless camp up a hill in a field to pick up some guy-I have to be at school on 6 mins. He’s not there.

At US, walking around. There’s a big storm, lots of lightning. A bolt comes very close and we all drop our stuff and run. We can see once coming right on top of us and scatter. Go back and start picking up things.

At a hotel, go through reception and up to the room, there’s a maid in there. I go back downstairs to get my bags.