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DREAM THREAD Part Pi.Pi!

I was in my childhood bedroom playing games someone had made and then the guy was there and said I'd played more his games than anyone and I was embarrassed and for some reason when I woke up I thought it had really happened for a really long time.
 
I just remembered I also had an animated dream, it was bugs bunny, but his head was covered in glue, his eyes were glued shut, and when he tried to go into his hole his head for stuck in the hole with the rest of him sticking out the hole, I woke up and it took me a while to get back to sleep as I kept thinking how horrible that would be, completely vulnerable to predators or Elma Fudd, and how he would never see it coming until he was shot or eaten alive.
 
As the dream started it felt like I was playing COD I had a revolver and was shooting people as soon as I saw them, then there was so many people I couldn't shoot them all, then someone I used to work with told me off for shooting people, as these hundred of people ran down this narrow alley, I went the other way and ended up on one of my towns main roads.

It was deserted, no people, no traffic, and a few inches of water as if the river had overflowed.

I thought that was a strange thing for everyone to be running from, then I saw the mushroom cloud on the horizon.
 
A couple of travel dreams, I had gone to Greece with my wife to visit Menty, he asked where she was, so I looked at the map on Snapchat and it said she was in Canada despite being with me five minutes earlier.

Menty did me a big plate full of food full of stuff I wouldn't normally eat, but I ate it all as it didn't really taste of anything, but I turned down mushrooms.

As even asleep my brain new I wouldn't like those.

Later on I was at an airport with my parents, I think we were going to America, for some reason a famous footballer was in our little group.

When we finally got to the hotel in America I couldn't find my parents room.
 
Ooh. Random snippets before I forget them:

Variation on the dream job: I had a more industrial job where I actually had work to do (I think it was based on a shipping clerk that dispatched drivers temp job I had) that was for the same company where I had the office job where there was never anything to do. I wasn't really supposed to be working at either place anymore, but for some reason I was down in the warehouse. And some of the people from the office happened to stop down to the warehouse office and give me a hard time for leaving them but still being at the company--THAT'S what it was! For some reason I needed something there or something so I snuck back in when I didn't think anyone was around, but I got my timing wrong and *everyone* was around. And I think maybe my reason for sneaking back in was--for some reason--because I wanted to walk around the place naked. So when I saw someone at their desk I had to sneak back to the supply closet and get dressed. I managed to get to the door before running into anyone but then I realized I'd forgotten to put my shoes back on so I had to go back for my shoes. Also, for some reason I was carrying a gun and had to keep anyone from realizing I was carrying a gun. By the time I got back to the office where my shoes were, everyone was there and they were ribbing me about leaving while I'm trying to keep the gun hidden while putting on shoes. And for some reason I also had a strap-on dildo harness I was wearing and realized (too late) that that would get at least as much attention as the gun. And it did. Very embarrassing.

Unrelated Game of Thrones-y dream where some people were trying to get to a location. To rendezvous? To get there ahead of a different group? It seemed like they were lost but it turned out they were just coming there from a different direction. Another, possibly rival group arrived while they were there and there was some tension. During some sort of handshake or something, one of the people got stabbed in the forearm pretty badly, but he was that group's immortal/mutant/superhuman person so the injury was healing pretty quickly. The other group had at least one super person too.
 
I was fighting off zombies with a bunch of mates, I had a pistol that seemingly could keep on firing without reloading, but they were coming from all directions, as I shot them from the front I felt them bite into the back of my head.

I woke up with my mouth so dry my tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth.
 
A couple fairly coherent dreams last night. Interestingly, recurring exclusively dream locations factored in all of them--including one that I only just realized wasn't a real location.

My family was visiting a town I used to live in (1-it was mostly Portland OR, but there were some aspects of Minneapolis-St. Paul, 2-both my parents are dead so it's always a little interesting to get one of these family dreams. I think it is a storytelling trope the subconscious understands so it uses it to represent that emotion of a family event). They were doing something that didn't require me so I was going to maybe revisit some old haunts while I was there to kill time. Mom gave me $10 and since there's light rail, I was easily able to get to where I wanted to go. There was this cool, funky bar that I liked to stop off at for lunch or after work when I was doing temp work downtown. I think I wound up making it there but it gets a bit unclear after that. At some point I think me and some of the other pub-goers wound up in a warehouse or a basement or something that had an irregular floor that we decided would be a great skate park. Then I woke up for a bit and realized that I'd never actually been to this bar that I was so familiar with--except in dreams. It was largely modeled on some of the McMenamin's pubs out in Oregon, but it was supposed to be somewhere around Dinkytown, the college neighborhood for the Twin Cities.

Next dream wasn't as exciting. It was just me, butting into a conversation with some strangers. They were talking about some chain craft shop and how the one by a relatively nearby park is little and crappy. I'd been to it and agreed. Then they were talking about a different branch and I said there was one near my house that I was pretty happy with. I was drawing a blank about the street it was on--probably because it was a fictional craft shop and none of the locations actually exist anywhere. Then we got to talking about 2 of the locations for the supermarket I shop at and how the bigger, newer, "nicer" one has gone downhill in the last 5 years or so while the older one doesn't have as much selection but the service is much better.--This dream was almost certainly caused by 2 of the employees of the captive liquor store at the older location, talking about being at the newer location and getting unfriendly, crappy service.
 
One of the meme sites pointed out that cell phones have been around for a quarter century but we still don't have them in dreams and I honestly cannot say he is wrong.

That said, I cannot remember using most technology in dreams--regular phones, TVs, computers... I don't even know if I use cars, motorcycles, or even bicycles in dreams. Or horses. I use guns occasionally, but the almost never work right.
 
I dreamt I was supposed to be a kindergarten teacher.
I got to work and asked how many students I had, it was only 1. Couldn't figure out if that was better or worse. Then they had me do a bunch of cleaning jobs too. It was like I was actually a janitor.

I've already forgotten the 2nd part of my dream while waiting for an authentication code this morning. I think there were pets and a restaurant tho.
 
I had many different dreams last night, but somehow over the top of them I was also playing a game of risk, I did my usual gambit of getting Australia first, after that I was confident I would win.
 
I dreamt that I was at the mall and I had 2 jobs. One was at a make-up store and the other was at a kitchen gadget place and it also had some clothes. Strangely I liked that one the most. It had the coolest manager and people there.
 
Fairly common themes this morning: On some kind of trip with my family (maybe Dad, but definitely Mom). For some reason my brother and me wind up stuck at some little hospital/clinic for an extended stretch, frustrated that we don't have any transportation while Mom is off doing something. Just wandering around the building, killing time, going from the reception area to the medical area. At some point I realize they let me put our stuff in lockers and I'm on my way to try to remember which locker and make sure my stuff is still there.
 
Haven't been remembering dreams lately. Just remembering enough to know I'd had a dream, but not actual content. That said, this morning, after my 3am potty break I was having a hard time getting back to sleep and eventually transitioned into dreams that I was still awake and unable to get back to sleep. Eventually I had one that started as a variation of the working at an office dream but it was time to go home or something. For some reason I was dressed outlandish--like castoff Boy Scout Indian lore things like a plastic bear claw necklace and a sort of Loyal Order of the Water Buffalo hat. And on the way to wherever I was going I realized I'd lost my phone, which was one of those old Nokia "candy bar" 8210 style phones. Found one on the ground but some girl picked it up before me. I told her it was my phone and she showed me it was, in fact, her phone so I apologized and kept retracing my steps to look for my phone. There were a surprising number of turn-of-the-century phones found during this dream, but none of them were mine.

Later I'm in a bar with my friend from college--who I'm working for now. We picked a couple stools at the bar. Something was on TV behind the bar and a guy and a girl were standing behind us. The girl tells us she has COVID and we're like "OK?" And the guy implies that was a polite way to tell us to leave. We don't and the guy starts seriously hassling my friend. For whatever reason I say I'm not with him. By now the girl isn't in the dream anymore and the guy has at least one sketchy pal who's joining in. I'm starting to think I'm going to have to get involved after all when I notice someone behind the guy. It's a bouncer, throwing him out of the place.
 
I worked in an office, but the people there were people from here, I opened a parcel that had matchbox cars in it, and gave it to Eggs , while Wacky looked on.

I literally remember nothing else about it.
 
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