I forgot what my dream exactly was about until I was Googling and saw a "Happy Vegan Birthday" picture with a pig.

The clearest image I have is the 4-Runner parked in front of the house, with my Dad and others in the car (the others I forget), and a large, muddy, and (probably) stinky hog in the back.

I believe we won the hog somehow, or were court ordered to keep it. A man, claiming he's the rightful owner, asks if he can get it back, but by then, it's too late for some reason.

The next dream I wish I had more details. It took place in a giant cruise boat/theatre/stadium. Whatever it was, the room was very large, and there were tons of people. The only artist I clearly remember seeing was supposedly KC And the Sunshine band, who looked very tiny from the seat I was at. Their theatricals were overwhelmingly strange and complex. One I clearly remember: men across from each other at a table, swapping bronze bowls on their heads by flicking their bodies--all synchronized with the music. A slide was utilized too.

Speech at a Conference

I have written a speech I am to give at some conference, but the pages are hardly readable; the letters have faded! I can see what the words say, but I want to read them without a problem while giving the speech, so I decide to write over them with pen. I walk into a building, and on the lawn I see Sydney Hirsch lying down on the ground, for no apparent reason. I say hello to her, hoping that she will recognize me and my "new good looks" (which is what was going through my mind during the dream) and continue in.

I am all of a sudden inside a room, with two large boxes in the back that resemble changing rooms. I am lead into one of them by an asian woman, for the purpose of having quiet time to write over my speech. I am about to start, but open the door to ask for some fruit because I am hungry. The woman brings me back a very small plate with 3 mini apples. I contemplate how I should eat them regarding the time of my speech, though I still feel frantic to get the speech done. This part of the dream is fuzzy, but I do remember a bald physics teachers who works at Country Day giving his speech in a dark, blue-lighted room among an enormous crowd (the same place I was to give my speech); and he is the "Secretary" of something important. I also vaguely remember Barack Obama speaking towards the crowd.

I'm at some fancy place, maybe it was a hotel or restauraunt lobby, with Marc. I leave and head towards the fair/music festival that was taking place next-door. I end up next to a car, and the people near it are saying things like "Yeah man, all you have to do is ask around for some acid and you'll find it!" That makes me really exited, so my first thoughts were to go back and tell Marc.

I remember nothing else until this part comes up:
Me and Marc end up walking through the woods and stop at what looked to me like the Sweet Spot at Walden. In very strange "line stances", we start to jam on the hill.

Mackinac Mountain Lessons

My dream last night was one of the most detailed and strangest dreams I've ever had. It was detailed and even emotionally touching at some points.

So I was at a "party" over at an anonymous person's house which I had never been in (don't remember his name). There were two others: Tim Victor and Larry. I barely remember what happened when I was over, just that we talked and stuff. I remember vividly that we were in a dark room with the TV on, and Tim was on the couch. My dad called me very mad at me, asking me where I was and why it was so late (it was early in the morning, 3 or 4 AM). I felt so upset with myself. Larry and I got picked up by my Dad, and I don't really remember what happened on the ride, except the stars were out and we were driving on a country road like the ones in cheesy car commercials.

So our destination ends up being where Larry lives. It was inside a museum, and there was a connected room to the main museum, where there was a small bed. Larry explained to me how his mom couldn't have him at her house (I don't remember why), and at that moment I felt some sort of envy for him. He's in my Intro to Chemistry class and sometimes I wonder what his deeper self is, and this revealed something sad about him.

I woke up for a moment at this point, and fell back asleep shorty after. I had a 2nd dream! I remember the setting so strangely. It seemed like a mix of Las Vegas and Mackinac Island, with the stores being on one street, and having intricately lighted and flashing signs. It was nighttime. I went inside a restaurant/bar type place, where I saw my Mom and Uncle Andy Jacobs drinking wine together. I had a small conversation with them, but I think they told me to leave.

I walked out into a sunny area, which looked like the dumpster area behind Marvelous Marvin's. There was a steep grassy and rocky mountain leading down from it, and a class was being held to learn how to go climbing down it. I joined along and went as we went down the mountain. But I wasn't doing it gracefully like the others--I was tumbling and falling down as I hit the rocks in the way. This went on for a while. The hill was connected and ended at the rooftops of the stores and restaurants, and the group stopped there for the final lesson of the day. We had to go down the roof and jump onto the street. The roofs were connected in a green banner-like material, and it was fairly long. Again, the other people could easily complete the task, whereas I fell.

I ended back walking into the same bar were my Mom and Andy were. My mom was comfortable from the wine, but Andy was very drunk. He said laughing to himself, "I haven't drunken in months, my tolerance is so low!" My Mom didn't seem to mind much.

Car Crash & Tongue Tube

I had this dream two nights ago, and I still remember it clear.

I'm in the backseat of my sister's blue car, and my brother in the passenger seat. We're going somewhere and start to pull up to a parking space. In my dream's fictional reality, all parking spaces have ramps on the end of them, so it seemed normal to me that all of them did have ramps. As we pulled into the space, my sister didn't stop. We swiftly drive up the ramp, flip over, and hit the ground upside-down. I did not feel an pain whatsoever when we landed, it was actually comfortable. While I feel fine, my sister and brother shout things to each other like "Oh my god, are you okay?!". I get out of the car and walk down a hallway (that just appeared?). I start to gag and halt. I vomit up a pink tube made of flesh, which I thought was my tongue. I walk further into the hallway and into a bathroom. While checking my face in the mirror, I notice I have a bloody nose. I become frantic and disoriented when I see this, almost like the onset of an LSD trip. Moments later, the dream ended.

Scissors and Shirts

I'm talking to a girl in the hallways, I think it was Susan. According to my dream, Joey would always cut the back of my shirts when I wasn't looking. While I was talking to Susan, behind me was (don't remember that well) Joey Levin, Evan Fried, and somebody else. They're talking shit about me so I turn around and scream at them. I remember it was scary how angry I was. I turn back to talk to Susan and all of a sudden I feel the back of my shirt is gone. I look at Joey and he has a pair of scissors in his hands. He laughs and he and his friends start to walk away. But I take the scissors and whip it at Joey. It hits him and somehow manages to break the window, and the school's alarm goes on. I didn't mean to hurt him that bad, but I saw him on the ground with blood everywhere. I then realize that its a dream, and wake up.

Pink Floyd and Facebook

When I woke up, I didn't have time to try to recollect my dream. I was too busy worrying about the hole in the wall I kicked last night.

So I'm on Facebook, having a huge conversation with Jake and Sarra. But...its not online. This makes absolutely no sense, but somehow the Facebook wall was real, not exactly "concrete" but not virtual either. It almost seemed 3-D.

The clearest thing I remember was right before I woke up. I guess I had posted up a song I recorded online, and somebody wrote on my Facebook, telling me how good it is and that she told her friend about it, who liked it too. An image of a glass pouring yellow liquid then "appears" as she is telling me that its the best party song, even though its very mellow. I then am on my bed, and above me is a dangling box of headphones. I rummage through the whole thing until I put a pair on, and then the song I made starts instantly playing. It sounds a lot like the beginning of Dark Side of the Moon and it actually felt like I had surround sound headphones! I could distinguish which ear the sounds were playing into. On my left side were laughs (from Pink Floyd), and on the ride side were heartbeats, also in the opening of Dark Side of the Moon.

I was VERY confused when I woke up. Just before I was about to sing in the song I was listening to, my dad opened my door.