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DREAM THREAD Part Pi.Pi!

Strange one last night. Started out as some sort of "people are hunting for me" dream, where I'm hiding out in catwalks and basements and unused warehouses while people are trying to find me. I had to move from room to room to keep from getting found. Then I...somehow teamed up with Deadpool? And we get some sort of Law & Order/NCIS conference room where they're coordinating the hunt and they've somehow decided that (with his mask off) Deadpool looks a little like Santa. (At some point my consciousness intervened to point out that Deadpool doesn't have a beard, let alone a white beard and my subconscious told me to shut up.) About this point, they started getting reports of a Santa-like character, causing mayhem in New York. The rest of the dream was me and Santa Deadpool, flying around the country in some open cockpit airplane that had enough gas to fly anywhere. I asked him how we wound up in New York and he said something about teleports while my subconscious told me to shut up.
 
Mirah said:
The next time I have this dream I am going to manifest a gun
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I told myself I would remember this dream based on that comment.
I remember running from someone
And finding myself in a house with several rooms that I was running around in, but the rooms were pretty open.
 
Largely inconsequential, but odd enough to be worth mentioning: I take a nap after lunch. I mute my phone. If the battery is low I'll plug it into the laptop. Sometimes I forget.

Sometimes--whether it is a glitch in the system or a blocked call--the phone will make kind of a half-ring, followed by 2 short vibrates, denoting a new voicemail. This happened recently while I was taking my afternoon nap. But apparently I dreamed it, because the phone was clearly not in my pocket and when I got up, sure enough, it was muted and sitting on the desk next to my computer, charging. So I must've dreamed it.
 
I was playing a board game with a few other people, at first I thought it was monopoly, but the way we moved around the board it was more like snakes and ladders.

I threw two dice, and somehow scored 36, but then this old guy said it was his turn, moved his character 36 spaces and took the dice, somehow it still wasn't my go, the next person took two regular dice, then move their peice, then it was my go, and I had to open a new packet of dice, they were all weird, I found a pair with high numbers like the original but when I threw them, the sides turned around to reveal smaller numbers, then the guy who went first just moved his peice without even throwing any dice.

I woke up angry at the stupid unfair game.
 
Erotic dream about BBC presenter Anita Rani.
 
2 from last night that I remember anything from:

The first one, during the night, I was part of a group that was deer hunting. They were doing all kinds of elaborate set-up and someone mentioned that the only training they'd had time for was when they saw a deer. Just as he said that I realized there was a deer behind a bush right in front of us but the deer realized we were there at the same time. Here's where it gets strange: Up to this point it was a normal deer. But once it decided to run off it was chased by a "bobcat." At this point both the deer and the bobcat became like, a combination of bad taxidermy that someone was basically using as puppets and a man in a very cheap/bad animal suit. But the whole time they were running around in front of us no one managed to get out a gun and shoot the "deer."

Then in the morning it was a variation on the military training/communal living dream. I was in a shitty decrepit Boy Scout camp. I don't think there were any boys, just adults and we were trying to fix things up while I was going into a rambling screed about how the Boy Scouts had really gone downhill from when I was in it.
 
In the mid 1990s, at the peak of the paintball fad, I owned a 1975 schoolbus that ran on liquid propane and I'd painted camouflage and turned into a mobile paintball business. This morning I dreamed I was at some kind of campout/festival/hippie thing and I'd decided to bring it. It was a hit because in the dream it was more outfitted as a camper (and at some point it looked more like a WWII cargo truck or something), but when people found out it ran on LP they were amused/worried for me that I'd run out of gas and not find anyplace to get more.
 
The Thanksgiving/reunion/lots of people staying over dream. I had to use the bathroom. Came back later to find I'd apparently clogged the toilet. So I start cleaning up the mess. But now the toilet is clogged because something like a rack from a deep fryer is soaking in it. Then it isn't a toilet anymore, it's a tub sitting next to the toilet. Then there isn't even a toilet at all. Next thing I know, I'm in my bedroom and I realize someone's stolen all the pulls off the dresser, damaging it in the process. I go around and the pulls are missing from pretty much every drawer. I try to think about how to catch whoever did it--and, ideally, get the hardware back--but realize it's almost hopeless.
 
Lotsa dreaming last night. Unfortunately I've forgotten almost all of it. General theme was office politics, though, IIRC. The one bit I remember was a documentary bit about a company operating in Africa and the hardships that entailed and employees contemplating accepting promotions.
 
Just remembered another dream snippet from last night or the night before: Me and some other guys are looking at some guy who's doing a Bob Dylan bit and we realize it is really actually Bob Dylan (a young Bob Dylan) and he literally notices us, looks up from his neck harmonica and is like "yeah, I'm really actually Bob Dylan."
 
I had my recurring dream last night where I get lost inside a college campus or mall and I actually made it out.

I had left my family in the morning to go get coffee, which was a ruse because we had coffee at home I just wanted to escape the family unit for a moment-maybe I wanted to smoke in my dream!
And then I parked my car and walked into this college campus where there must have been a coffee stand, but there was also stores and medical clinics. I couldn't make my way back to the parking lot, I got lost. But this time instead of wandering aimlessly I stopped and asked for help. ACUTALLY-there were people at a clinic that asked if I was okay and they asked me if I needed help and then someone walked with me back to the parking lot-which I also wondered if I was in danger because IT WAS A STRANGER, but apparently it was fine because I made it back to my car and back to my family. That never happens in my dreams.
 
I was trying to get a license...to be a pirate?...there was a multiple choice test on an electronic device. And it was in 3 parts. I had a passing percentage after the first 2 parts but was worried about the last part. The questions were poorly worded and ambiguous. One was Moe's Bar or something from "The Simpsons" and you had to pick out...the pirates?
 
Was at some kind of works trip in Brazil, me and some other men, all of who havent worked with me in years were looking out of the balcony of the hotel, we were very high, like the 20th floor, wind kept rocking the hotel then tidal waves started hitting, the hotel fell down.
 
Strange night last night. I'm renovating a rental house, which is causing all kinds of thoughts and emotions. Then you have Dolly's death. For awhile now, I'll wake up in the night--used to be pretty consistently around 3am, now it varies more--and I've learned I won't be able to get back to sleep until I get up and go to the bathroom. Had a hard time quieting my brain down for bed and am not aware of falling asleep but I did wake up for my nightly bathroom trip. According to the kitchen clock it wasn't even 1am. Lately I've figured out how to get back to sleep fairly quickly (when this first started the 3am wakeup would trigger a stretch of insomnia) but tonight I just couldn't get back to sleep which, of course, triggered the falling asleep without realizing it and dreaming that you have insomnia dreams. Eventually the dream gets odd enough that you realize you've fallen asleep. I had two noteworthy ones but now I can only remember one:

I'm in some kind of limited military action--a raid? fleeing an invasion? of Nazis? it isn't clear. Oh, I watched a short Adam Savage bit on Indy props just before bed. That's where the Nazi angle may have come from. Anyway, the people I'm with go on ahead while I remain behind for this woman. But she's dragging her heels and we'll be caught if we don't leave soon so I give her an ultimatum that as soon as I get changed into my uniform I'm leaving--with or without her. I don't quite get one shoe tied right but after fumbling with it a bit I just decide I'm out of time. She's still saying she's not ready so I'm set to leave her--but I need to hop up on some thing to get one last thing and my loose shoe falls off. When I get down with the thing the shoe is missing and I know the woman has stolen it to make me stay. And next thing I know, I have shoes--only one is black and one is a white 1970s-looing loafer. And obviously I can't go dressed like that because if I show up that way I'll be out of uniform. Interestingly (OK, maybe not interestingly) before that in the dream the uniform had brown shoes and the actual uniform I was wearing would've had black shoes and I think my brain realized it during the dream. Like I said, I don't remember the other dream.
 
Sexy dreams this morning. Not sex dreams, because that almost never happens, but dreams with flirty girls. School. Like, not college but high school or something. It's the start of a new year and the girls are all misbehaving and trying to get me to misbehave and I'm thinking "you dumb bitches, it's the first day, I'm not going to start the year in the doghouse." At some point we've got a garden hose in the hallway and they're trying to make me spray it all over so I instead spray it at the lead troublemaker.
 
Also a sexy dream, dreamed I was having a wank, and then I noticed that Alexa was now for some reason a short haired blond woman, but still somehow an AI, so made use of her mouth.

For some reason despite being a robot or something, she smiled after.
 
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