Date of dream: Monday, June 28, 2004
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Lucid Intent? No
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This is just a snippet of dream that seemed to run in with, though not be related to, "Wild Backyard."
I seemed to be watching Law & Order: Special Victims Unit, and Detectives Benson and Stabler were just being called out to investigate a case. Stabler had to cut short another case he'd been working on, possibly undercover, and he was just showing up as the show started and Benson was filling him in on what had happened so far. As I watched this I started to frown in puzzlement, as it seemed like Det. Stabler was...wearing lipstick. O_o At least, I could not understand why his thin lips seemed so red. He also appeared to be wearing a bit of rouge and maybe some eyeshadow. I kept staring at this, wondering if it was just me. But his lips had never seemed so red before.
Eventually I noticed that Det. Benson kept peeking at him and smirking surreptitiously as he looked over a paper or something about the case, and realized then that no, it was not just me. Stabler really WAS wearing women's makeup! I think he noticed his partner's looks and gave an exasperated sigh as they started looking around, and explained how he'd been dressed in drag for his previous case and had not had time to "dress down" for the next when he'd been called upon to investigate. So yes, Det. Stabler was here wearing women's makeup. I seem to recall the two of them standing on a stoop, maybe in front of the station, with him higher up and looking through something with some impatience while Benson smirked at him. Well...at least he wasn't in all-out drag getup, and at least it had not been just me imagining things.
Stabler in drag. Not a good mental image. Eugh. O_o
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Date of dream: Monday, June 28, 2004
Level of Lucidity: N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Intent? No
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Sketchy, but a pleasant dream while I was having it. :)
In real life I scatter birdseed, and occasionally other scraps, out on the front porch. As a result we have had varied visitors, including sparrows, chickadees, mourning doves, indigo buntings, mice, possums, raccoons, skunks, a rabbit, and even a stray cat who is a dead ringer for my deceased cat Pepper. I particularly favor the rabbit and the cat, and I'm often checking the porch just to see if there's anything hanging out out there.
Well, in my dream I believe I must have gone to go check the porch and every time I did, I noticed something NEW had shown up. I can't remember the order nor all of the animals I spied by now. There were lots of people around the house and the layout kept changing so it hardly resembled my house. I think at first I saw that some birds (or rodents) had taken up residence in a special nest they had built hanging over the porch on the right side--it seemed to be beneath some eaves even though there are none there, just open air. (The roof is to the left; the porch is like set into a corner, and to the right of it is like this little flowering tree or bush, and beyond that is the front of the house. The porch is bordered on the left by the house itself, and on the right by an iron railing just beside the tree/bush; steps lead down from the porch itself to a little walkway toward the driveway.) I was surprised by these little creatures nesting so nearby and watched them go in and out of the opening of the nest, which seemed contained (that is, not open to the air aside from a little round hole). I have written down "tossing stuff from nest, I peek in?" so maybe the creatures were tossing something out onto the porch and that caught my attention--maybe I tried to avoid being hit--and maybe I tried peeking into the nest itself to see what it was like.
I kept leaving and coming back. On one occasion I spied a big raccoon, then a little one not far behind it! So cute! I wondered if they were the same two raccoons I saw on the porch in real life once before, though those two were the same size. The small one was further down toward the yard. The time of day seemed to keep shifting in the dream too, for when I looked again it seemed to be evening or nighttime yet I could still see, and now I spied some sort of large rodent on the porch. It looked like a reddish-colored prairie dog! :D It was so cute! And even when it saw me, it stayed, and even came closer to the door! The door seemed like a screen door now, not solid with windows in it, since I crouched down and peered through the screen at it and even said, "Hello!" I was so amazed by how tame it was; it looked like it wanted to come in or be petted. I think I was going to get some special food to give to it. But I wasn't even sure what it was. I think I said to it, "Are you a groundhog?" Though I might have used a different term. Then I think I said, "No, wait--are you a prairie dog?" because that's what it looked like, after all. The animal just shuffled back and forth in front of the door, peeking in.
A young man around my age or younger (I might have been teenaged or college age in the dream myself) approached and said, "That's a _____." The animal had one word as its name, a weird word which I can't remember in the least; all I know is it was a single word, not a compound word like "groundhog," and it was odd sounding, like some sort of foreign language name. That puzzled me since I had been thinking this was a prairie dog, but I guess I was wrong. I remember specifically that at one point the creature turned so I caught sight of its behind and it had this little stubby tail pressed close to it like that of a deer or rabbit. It looked almost exactly like a prairie dog except it was ruddy colored, and maybe a bit shaggier like a guinea pig. SO cute! ^_^
The young man with me impressed me with his knowledge and I felt a bit ignorant in his presence. He might have told me more. I sense he had brown hair kind of spiking out in different directions (not in a punk way, just in a rough-cut way--maybe like Clay Aiken's hair, that's the closest thing I can think of), was lean, but kind of cute. I felt a little flattered that he came up and talked to me. I went back into the house and there were all these people hanging out talking and maybe eating and the atmosphere was a lot more communal than in real life, but oddly I was not made anxious by this. I went back to the porch and again looked out and now it was almost as if the group of people extended outside as well; the layout was confusing. I think of a rough wooden bar, horizontal like a fence--lots of trees but some open ground area, like in the woods--maybe a wooden structure--off to the right. I want to say "camp" so maybe the communal atmosphere and the scenery made me think of camp. In any case far off to the right I now spied a doglike creature wandering around and gasped with delight. Ma was somewhere in the house and I leaned back and called out to her, "There's a wolf out here!...or a coyote. Probably a coyote. But it's out here!"
At first, it had looked like a wolf. Then as I studied it more, I realized it must be a coyote; the coloring and build were consistent with those of a coyote, plus, wild wolves do not live in this area! Still, although I've heard them howling in the distance, I've never seen a coyote in person, so this thrilled me, even if it was not as noble a creature as a wolf. :) BUT...I turned and studied the creature yet more (its back was to me)...and began to realize that it was not a coyote, either. It was a FOX!
It was the little white tip to the tail that tipped me off, no pun intended. ^_^ I think it was a gray fox or whatever they're called--the brownish-grayish kind, almost ticked coloring, with the dark markings on their muzzles. Not a red fox. I saw the white tip and then it turned its head and yes, that was exactly what it was, a fox! Well--I've never seen a FOX in person before, either, plus foxes are a LOT cooler than coyotes! In real life my dad talks about seeing them all the time, yet I've never spotted one. Here one was! :D "No, it's a FOX!" I yelled to Ma as it turned and ambled around. I was so delighted. I could not believe all the wonderful wildlife I was seeing today.
I think I went to get some food to toss out to the myriad animals outside. The guy might have explained further about the odd little prairie dog-like creature, and I think I really wanted to try to feed it personally since it seemed so friendly. There was a bit more of the dream regarding the group of people sitting around talking, but I can't recall it.
This dream might have been part of though not related to "Law & Order: Special Drag Unit."
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Date of dream: Saturday, June 26, 2004
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Lucid Intent? No
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I was shopping with Ma in a place that was supposed to be our local KMart or Wal-Mart. I want to say KMart, though in real life our local KMart has REALLY gone downhill and they hardly have anything there anymore; the next-to-last time I checked it out they had some cool jumbo journals which I didn't buy, then the last time I checked they had only a few little pathetic battered journals sitting there, which looked like they'd been tossed and kicked around a few times--like they had been USED...very, very sad. I feel very sorry for our KMart employees; it's like they don't even bother to try anymore. I was so distressed I have decided never to visit there again. :/ Well anyway, if this was KMart in my dream, it was again well stocked like in its heyday and while Ma went off to do her own thing, I went looking for...you guessed it, journals, or journal-type items. In real life last week Wal-Mart restocked their school supply section and I got a couple of cute little journals there and was interested in a dayplanner-type thing that was for 2003, but I could use it as a journal if I wished. I planned to get that this Friday, the day I had the dream. So I guess my anticipation seeped into my subconscious. ^_^
The first thing I remember coming across, which seemed to be as we were heading toward the checkouts, was this big stand in the middle of an aisle (beside the clothing section or something) selling some sort of paper products for kids returning to school. It looked like regular lined notebook paper sold in packages, but this paper had images stamped on each sheet, and I think they had different quotes on them. Maybe some were like writing or journaling prompts or fill-in-the-blanks, but quotes is what pops into my head first. Normally quotes do not inspire me in the least, but whatever this was in my dream struck my interest enough that I wanted to get it. The images were just in outline in one color, maybe red, and seemed to have this cartoony guy on each one; I think he was the mascot for this brand. I picked up one pack and was kind of disappointed at first at how few sheets you actually got; it was maybe half as many as you'd find in a one-subject notebook. Standard sized, though, with holes in it, like refills for a binder. I was almost tempted to put it back when I noticed that another pack beneath it, which I think I had accidentally picked up with this one (thinking they were the same pack), had a different theme to it. I started picking up more packs. Oh! They all had a different quote theme! There were at least five or six different sets! Each set didn't have much paper, but if I bought one of each, and added them all together...
I started picking up one of each. I don't know if I finished doing that but Ma walked by as I was and I was thrilled. I then seemed to, bam, be in another part of the store, in a school supplies-type aisle, and they had these little stationery pads hanging on hooks higher up. The colors were bright and made me think of Lisa Frank products though I'm not sure if they were; maybe they were a knockoff. There was at least one pad that was standard stationery size, then a few smallish ones. One of them, I think the bigger one, featured a cartoony dog, maybe purple or yellow, and I think one of the smaller ones had a dog too. Maybe there was a polar bear on one. At least one of the smaller ones was landscape rather than portrait oriented (wider than it was tall). I was tempted to get all of them but then I decided, what would I do with those smallish ones? They were too small to write real letters on. (They were maybe like index card sized.) I would get the bigger one only.
As I reached up for it Ma passed by and said, "No you don't!" Evidently I was starting to go nuts with the paper products and she was warning me off. ^_^ I pulled the pad down and looked at it, then put it back.
"I'll get it next week!" I promised. But as soon as she continued on her way I changed my mind and pulled the stationery pad down anyway. I'm a brat. ;D
I continued looking around the store, though I started to get bored and decided time was running late and I should get back to Ma, wherever she was. As I thought this I lifted my hand to look at the stationery pad I'd just picked up and noticed that...I'd picked up the wrong one!! It was one of the small ones, maybe with a yellow dog on it. How had that happened? :/ I was so confused. I think I headed back to the stationery aisle and replaced it and got the right one, or else I decided to try to find Ma first. I started then trying to find my way back to her but I kept getting sidetracked by the various papers and writing supplies. At one point I think I walked by some more journal-type things which mildly interested me. Then I walked by a book sale section, and on a display stand were some books facing forward. I think they were aimed at a young audience, like children. They were nice-looking hardcovers but didn't seem like much that would interest me, especially since they were for younger people. (I think of the character Jessica Fletcher (Angela Lansbury) for some reason, so maybe there were some mysteries as well.) However, my attention was arrested by the title of one, which was called Hold On My Heart. That made me pause and look twice. That's the title of a Genesis song I happen to like, although in the dream and even after awakening (until writing this dream down, in fact) I associated it with Phil Collins the solo artist instead. (He IS, however, the one who sings the song, on Genesis's We Can't Dance album.) I stood here looking at it and thought, did Phil Collins write this book? I figured he must not have, though I did wonder if it was connected to him somehow; I like Phil Collins's music. Most of the books had kind of folksy art covers that otherwise would not attract me in the least. I was curious about Hold On My Heart but decided to keep walking. I think there were some saleswomen or something nearby when I was looking at those books.
I kept looking for Ma. But I seemed to just keep wandering around. I tried not to get sidetracked so much, but it seemed that no matter where I went, I was just wandering all over the place! I even tried backtracking the way I'd come, but every time I reached somewhere, the layout of the store had completely rearranged itself somehow! I couldn't even locate the journal or stationery aisles! I kept stopping and looking around myself in growing confusion. I kept trying to tell which section of the store I was in, but everything was so horribly mixed up...it was like being in a maze, or trying to read the same thing twice or dial the phone in a dream! Everything kept changing!
At one point I stopped in an aisle and exclaimed in despair, "The way they set up this store, it's impossible to figure out where you're going!!" And it was true--where the hell were the aisle signs telling me where I was??
I at last emerged from the end of an aisle toward the far side of the store, away from where the paper packs had been earlier, and happened to look up, knowing I would not see anything helpful. Yet toward the back of the store, far to my left and up near the ceiling like near a back exit, I at last noticed a HUGE hanging aisle sign which said something like STATIONERY/COMPOSITION BOOKS. (I can't remember the specifics, and I can't think of why it would say "Composition Books," but I seem to remember the word "Composition," and I know the name had to do with the stationery and journaling supplies.) I believe the arrow on the sign was pointing further to the right, though it could have been the left. Another, unrelated sign was nearby pointing in the opposite direction. I could not see how I had possibly missed such a big sign, nor how I'd wandered so far from it, but at least I had found it!
Still, I felt very, very upset and on the verge of tears as I turned and headed in the direction of the arrow. "Knowing my luck I STILL won't find Ma!" I murmured to myself as I trudged back up the aisle...but I awoke before ever finding out. And yes, the dream left me in a bad mood. It was the exact feeling I get when trying to dial a phone for help in a dream--very frustrated and just about ready to burst into tears.
Fortunately later that day in real life, at the real Wal-Mart...I noticed they had AGAIN restocked their journal section and I came home with four very nice journals and a different but even nicer dayplanner than I had expected. Woot! ^_^
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