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Random StuffWednesday, May 27th, 2015


I’m at a work related conference. It seems that I keep leaving clothes in places and people are taking them. The conference is getting ready to end and I’ve lost pants and a sweater. There is a 3-some at the conference, two girls and a guy. They’re doing motorcycle tricks in the parking lot. Very impressive. The blond girl is really into me and as the conference ends is severely picking up on me and kissing me.

A big man gets up to a microphone and says, “When I get up, when I get up, it’s time to get the party started.”

Jerry says something like, “I love motivating phrases that contain cliches.”

I ask, “How do you tell the different between a parent and their child?” Someone replies, “The child always uses a safe.”

Raga Man, Test, The PitFriday, March 13th, 2015


There was a man that I’d met with long hair. I had the impression that he was very smart and a great musician. He went to a party. I’m walking thru the neighborhood near the old Pedal Shop. I’m wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. As I’m walking, I start ripping the shorts from the waistband down until they’re in shreds and I just have my underwear on. At the time it seemed like the right thing to do but now I feel as tho I’m rather exposed and it’s inappropriate. When I get to the street along the freeway, I run into the guy with the long hair. I ask him how he is and he starts telling me about this party he’s been to. He’s not speaking very articulately, and is speaking about some music he was playing that sounded exotic. I ask him if it was a raga because I can hear it playing in my head. He doesn’t know, “but the food was really good”, he says. He seems to be a different person that I expected him to be.

I’m in the kitchen of a house I’ve never seen before, and I’m arranging things in a refrigerator. Next, I’m in a room and it’s really late at night with two other men. One of them is a teacher and the other is a student as I am. The teacher is trying to help us prepare for a test. It’s a really big test that involves many subjects and this first one has something to do with mathematics. When we finish with that subject, I’m exhausted and want to sleep, but there’s so much more to do. I’m wondering how staying up all night before a big test is a good thing to do and I doze for a while.

I’m in a very large construction zone. I’m pretty sure I’m on a different planet. We’re digging a large hole for something and I have a post hole digger and I’m trying to fix something that is otherwise a mistake. I tell the foreman that it can be done and to give me some time. There’s a girl there that kind of getting in the way. I look around at this large valley that we’re applying a cut stone tile face to. We’re building what looks like a giant arena. I notice that there’s a construction of a table on four pillars that looks really precarious. Someone is calling to a woman who reminds me of Kara Thrace. I’m telling them it’s not necessary to wake her and I know she wants to sleep.

Broken Stairs, Africa, Target Practice, Haunted HouseWednesday, March 4th, 2015


There was a spiral staircase where the steps were hanging by ropes. The first two steps were fine but the next 6 or so were hanging from one side only. It seemed like a test that if you could get by these broken steps, you could get up the stairs. I didn’t try them before I woke up.

Jan was planning a big trip to Africa and taking people with her. I wondered what her relationship to Africa was. I saw these forest canopies and saw monkeys and apes living in them.

I was in a hotel room working on something that had to do with computing something, then doing target practice with a gun. It was work related and rather important, but there were these guys in the room that were being a bit belligerent and getting in the way. It was a bit annoying. We ended up going to a party in a micro bus that had the entire back as a big bed. When we got to the party, people wanted to eat pizza. I got out of the van and walked away from it and when I looked back, the bed had changed to a round table and there were people sitting at it waiting to eat.

Like so many of my dreams, there was a haunted house. In my notes I wrote that there were two guys who were going to paint it, but I can’t lock onto the memory now. The thing I do remember is that we were sitting in a large convertible watching an incredible pink sunset. I starting seeing these winged creatures dropping out of the sky. They were partly like gargoyles and partly like angels. The guys I was with starting freaking out because while I was watching the sky, they said they saw small creatures run up and jump into my body. I never saw or felt them.

Thoughts: It’s interesting that Jan and Karen have both been in my dreams this week. Not sure why tho. The target practice is indicative of me trying to nail astral projection I bet.

Party GigThursday, October 9th, 2014


I was at a party with a bunch of musicians. It was that typical thing for me when I want to be the star yet I’m just a bystander who knows all the stars. When the band started playing, I secretly wanted to be part of the band. The sound was pretty good until the singer who reminded me of Gavino started singing overly expressively and the mic started coming out. They couldn’t figure out what was going on, especially without breaking the continuity of the song. Someone called me over to see if I could figure out what was going on. I started tracing the mic line which was blue. I traced it back to the mixer and amp but everything looked alright. I deduced that the singer was using a large diaphragm condenser and he was just singing too close to the mic and sending too much air into the mic. This was because the gain was really low and he was trying to get a pumping sound out of the mic. I told him to raise the gain and back off the mic.

Players: Me, singer, band
Events: Band started playing, mic sound gets bad, I’m called into help, I make suggestion
Symbols: band, mic, singer, party, blue cable
Thoughts: Feelings if importance and mattering. This is always something I’ve been sensitive to.


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