Alien assault

In my dream last night, I was in the research center from Alien Ressurection. I entered the chamber where the aliens first escaped by killing one of their own in the movie just after that occurrence. I looked around out the window which was now broken and saw some of the aliens still moving around outside freeing their brethren.

I jumped out the window and climbed a ledge to a door. Once through the door I was in a hallway and I started to look around for a place to hide when I realized that anywhere a person would want to hide would be right where the aliens were hunting. I jumped up grabbed two pipes and started to swing myself up but couldn't make it, so I dropped back down and went out another door and found myself in a long dark hallway that was huge. The ceiling was at least 25 feet high and the width about 15 feet.
I was with others though. One guy was freezing the aliens as they came at us and I was shooting fire at them causing them to break from the massive temperature change. Well, it was more like shooting intense heat that sometimes was accompanied by fire. A third person was tackling the semi frozen aliens that didn't immediately break. Apparently, the ice-fire combination somehow neutralized their acid blood.

We were holding the fort at this hall because we knew it was the only way the aliens could get out. We kept finding other people to rescue as we did this. After the aliens started showing up less and less frequently, we decided to regroup right outside the hallway.

Once I left and looked back at the "hallway" I realized it was a giant tent thing. We were outside in the broad daylight with a bunch of people we rescued. We checked on a few of them and decided the only way to finish off the aliens was to go back in and slowly torch the entire tent while they were trapped inside. I looked around for a weapon but only found a wicked looking dual bladed knife. Some big dude said we should just torch the whole thing, so he and I got in a fight that ended with me holding the serrated edge of the knife to his neck and telling him if he wanted to be a coward and run that was fine, but we would do the right thing.

So we went back in. I used my right hand to toss heat and fire at the aliens and the tent behind us so that it burned as we moved forward making sure nothing got past. The frost guy and the pummeling girl went with me. She asked how we were going to burn it down so I torched a bed near the entrance and we watched as the fire built up for a second. And it became clear that if we didn't do our best we weren't going to make it. So we started moving forward as more aliens started coming at us. One of the aliens had a very human shaped skull, but was still the same black shiny color of other aliens, but it refused to freeze, so the pummeling girl jumped on its back and started beating it while I stabbed it with the knife, unfortunately, this also meant that sever small scorpion like aliens were starting to defrost, so I grabbed a metal pole and started smashing them while pummeling girl finished off the human skull alien. They all bled thick blue blood.

As we continued forward burning the path behind us we found a bed with someone hiding under it so we took them with us. After turning the corner past the bed the tent disappeared and became a paved road running through a huge grassy field. But we all acted like this was just fine and kept going forward toward a city like thing in the distance.

I vaguely recall at one point turning around and thinking we couldn't go further or something. But the rest is too fuzzy.

The knife looked something like this:

The blade was blackened and about 12 inches long and the handle was a neat looking cross hatch with leather. The hilt was a round black metal with a finger grip. The blade was razor sharp on one side and nastily serrated on the other and could lock in 2 positions: straight out and at a slight angle towards the finger grip.

Laje
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Finals! Argh

In my dream last night I was running late to get to the final exam in one of my college classes. By the time I found the right room I was already several minutes late. The class was apparently a geography class, but the final was not in the normal classroom, it was in what looked like a shop classroom. There were only a few desks and some students were using various shop machines to do their exam. I was forced to work on a lathe.

The test was an open write test with only one question:
Using what we've learned in class describe an island.

I suddenly had massive writer's block. I couldn't recall any terms from the class (which makes sense from a real life perspective since it's been ages since I took any kind of geography class) and I couldn't even get a feel for where to start.
I stared at the blank page on my paper for sometime before the instructor came over and asked what were the papers under my lined paper. I hadn't even realized they were there.

One of the papers was something that looked like a typed out version of this test. It started with someone describing the weather of the island, but had blank spots with lines under them like a fill in the blank test. The name on top of the page was something like Truong Dang (it's starting to fade now).
The instructor told me no notes and if it was anyone else he'd have failed me as I tried to explain that I hadn't seen those papers and they must have been left on the "desk" from a previous class.

I then went back to work but my paper had shrunk to only about 3 inches square and was now covered with random pen scribblings I had jotted down. I asked if anyone had some extra paper I could use. After a few minutes finally two people each handed me a sheet but I was still drawing a blank on getting any good details. I tried to recall what little I'd seen typed on the other paper and started randomly putting more ideas on the new paper.

I vaguely recall looking out and see the last rays of light in the hills through the open door. Something about a motorcycle and my pen getting jammed up on the grooves of the lathe.

Laje
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Bar soap key chain....

There are two parts to this dream but for the life of me I can only recall the second part well. :(

Part 1:
Vague recollection of a motorcycle, some house or play theater, people, I broke my keychain!
Sadly, it's one of those dreams that strikes me as having an impact, but the memory is not coming.

Part 2:
The key chain was apparently a bar of soap, so I went to a plastics shop to have it remade. I only gave basic design and showed the guy the broken one and told him I wanted something that shape but of a stronger material.

Well he used something he called "epoxy" but it was the same consistency of soap. And of course, he broke it while trying to make a hole, so I said I'm not taking it, he needed to make it right! After a little while the manager came by and let me know the guy was a rookie and that he'd take care of things, but that I'd still have to pay for the first piece. I was getting annoyed since it wasn't my fault the guy used the wrong material and broke it.
I stood thinking about it for a second when the manager pulled out a key chain that was a cop car that even had lights that lit up and I just thought it was so cool that I told him I'd take it and still pay for the broken piece, because it amused me so much.

Then I woke up.

Laje
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Bars, locker rooms and old friends

Fading fast...

Was trying to get to work, had to go through several doors to get there including one that lead through a locker room. I recall there being doors to a men's and women's locker room next to each other, but when I went into the men's one, I looked to the side and the door that should have lead to the women's lead to the same locker room.

I recall getting to work but still wearing my pacman pajamas...

I also recall some side story about a guy traveling on train that was interesting but it's faded out.

Sometime while at work I learned that a politician was giving a speech down a quad outside. Apparently he was trying to get re-elected. He said something about serving the people since 1996, so I made a snide remark to the affect of "so you should be changed, like a diaper". He didn't like that very much. I gave him some other heckling remarks but I don't recall what now.

After walking away, a friend (I don't recall who, now) walked about and was tripping over what I said. I told the friend, I don't really care about that stuff, I would vote for him, if his voting record was for things I believed in.

I don't recall how, but I ended up in a bar. Pretty sure the bar was part of a restaurant cause I swear I was waiting for a table and for my dad to show up. While I was waiting an old friend from real life (Jaimie), walked in and we started talking. I said something about a card or something and she pointed to a closed part of the bar and a gate opened. There was a vending machine for lotto tickets, apparently my card didn't work on much, but it would work on that. I don't think I bought a ticket, but I can't recall for sure. I walked outside to wait for my dad and she followed me out and we kept talking, but I can't recall about what.

The rest is a bit blurry but I vaguely remember trying to put my hair in a ponytail but having a hard time and something about my dad on a motorcycle.

Laje
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Conference?

Ack, I been slacking on updating!
Now many of the dreams I really wanted to blog have faded into obscurity. :(
Last nights is just a ghost of what it was already.

I vaguely remember being with a buddy and the daughter of another buddy and going to some kind of conference/performance thing. There was a podium. The downstairs part of the church/mini-amphitheater thing was almost empty with only 2 or 3 people in seats, but the upstairs was really crowded. I vaguely remember wearing shorts and this was somehow significant. I want to say it was snowing out, then the girl ran off and I had to chase her, but I don't recall actually running after her.

Sigh. Maybe I should put batteries in my mini tape recorder so I can talk about my dreams in the car on the way to work or something.

Laje
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day of the living taco bell

Parts are growing vague, but what's left is below.
The beginning was set in Alaska. My wife and I were at some kind of conference, maybe. They were meeting at a hotel/shopping mall place that was partially outdoors. There was cold and snow everywhere.
I recall stopping at a shop that rented out sled dog rigs.

At some point we found the other conference goers and sat in a cold and snowy room talking for awhile before I got hungry and decided to get food for us.

I left and got into my truck and suddenly I was in a place with no snow driving along to get to the taco bell. For some reason I was reading while driving. It took me a second to notice that there was a bike cop following me. I dropped the book and hoped she would think I was reading a map. She went past me and I waved at her to further make it feel like I was lost and reading a map or something even though I knew where the taco bell was.

Somehow, she knew I was looking for taco bell cause she waved at me to turn towards where it should be and then pulled up side my truck and told me that it was still there at the corner. I looked and saw a ton of construction. She let me know that they were still open. Even though she didn't look like the mom from family matters her voice was exactly the same.

I went into the construction area and inside and found the taco bell. It was setup like a taco buffet and you could make your own tacos and chalupas. After working thru the line and making some tacos and a chalupa, I looked up and realized I was now back and the semi frozen hotel/shopping mall thing and standing in the line was a guy who was a real life bully from way back in my high school days. I ended up getting an argument with his girlfriend about what happened back in high school before I left the area.

Apparently, I left without finishing making 2 of my tacos or paying so I went back and found the taco bell was closed completely. In fact, it looked like there had not been one there in ages. I was confused so I left a couple dollars on the counter and took me food.

The rest of the details get really fuzzy, but I recall eating the made taco and finding a weird room somewhere.

Laje
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A little back in time

In my dream last night I was exploring an old abandoned warehouse with 3 other friends (nobody from real life, although one of the kinda looked like my buddy, Adam, except with a full beard and just a hint of color to his skin), 2 guys and a girl. We had flashlights cause it was just starting to get dark. We talked about how cool it would be to live near something like this so we could explore more of it and more often (apparently we were on a trip or something). We got separated as we ran around and at one point I found someone's flashlight.

After awhile of running around the warehouse, I ended up coming out of the backdoor of it and running into the others who were all looking down from where we were standing. At this point it was daylight again and just down a small cliff was a ghost town. It was the style of old American large city of roughly the wild west era and surrounded by a forest. We were totally amazed and stoked that we had another new spot to explore.

That's when it happened.

As we were standing in awe, the whole town "flickered" and suddenly for about 3 seconds it was bustling like it probably had in it's heyday. Carriages, people in old style dresses, some men in suits, some in trench coats, shop owners trying to sell the stuff. We were all stunned, then it was the ghost town again. We looked at each other.

When we looked back it was the bustling town again, but this time it didn't change back. I stepped closer and a tiny part of the cliff crumbled and fell down. My "darker" friend started freaking out. He started saying how he had to get out of here cause they would think he's a black and it could be trouble cause we were in the south. I tried to assure him that he looked white, but he pointed to the very white people in the town and then freaked more.

At this point were all startled by some guys up on the cliff all wearing trench coats. The "darker" friend took off into the town so we chased him, but he got ahead in the dense crowds and we could only watch as one of the trench coat guys grabbed him by the arm and started leading him away. As he was being lead away, we saw some "mulatto" guys with their heads down trying not to watch and realized that our friend could really be in some serious trouble.

We did our best to follow him and finally caught up to the building he was taken into. We went inside and talked to someone, who told us he was gone already. It was at this point that we realized we had no idea where the girl went either! The other guy and I started to panic when we saw the trench coat guy, who'd grabbed our friend, enter the room.

He told us it was very important that we came with him immediately. While we walked he explained that he put our friend on a carriage straight to the north-south border to keep him safe. He had friends up there that would take care of him. Then he told us that it was very important that we find the thing that brought us here and thaty he was sent by God to help us out. We were so freaked out that we did not even notice that he put us on a bus. We took seats and he started to drive. It was a modern bus, but the other passengers were all in period dress. My buddy tapped my shoulder and pointed at the guy who saved us and we realized he was wearing a modern looking jacket. The thing that made it certain was that it had zippers.

We had an epiphany that he must be from the future, too. My buddy had a smoke grenade in his pocket so we sneaked up to the guy and then my buddy put it in his face and pulled the pin. The guy freaked and yelled bomb and jumped out the window. My buddy dropped the smoke grenade and we ran out of the bus. We saw some woman in a dress appropriate for the era trying to shove the pin back in the grenade when it went off and dumped smoke everywhere.

The rest is a bit choppy, but i vaguely recall the guy catching up to us and either explaining or us figuring out that we all looked like we were wearing period garb even though we weren't and something about he was in Tahiti when God grabbed him and sent him back for us. Also something about finding the "orb" or "crystal" that sent us back because it was evil and one very matrix sounding reference about us being plugged in.


Laje
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Of cars and cops.

Last night I had a weird dream.
It started with me at some kind of high school and apparently I was 19 or 20. I went to this building with double glass doors that lead into the gym where they were having a dance. I kept looking around like I was trying to find someone. The dream then skipped a little and it was later at night and I was standing outside the gym with a woman, a girl and a cop. The cop was chastising me for trying to get into a high school dance. The woman was some relative of the girl, not the mother though, maybe an aunt? Apparently the girl was my girlfriend and as soon as the cop left we took off away from the woman and I tried to explain to the girl that I really had wanted to take her to the homecoming dance (apparently the dance of that night) and the prom since she was home schooled. She thought that was nice.

The dream skips again. Now I'm a different cop who really wants to get this guy for some reason and I'm at the police station and we're trying to find the guy and the girl using some kind of flying probe like out of Star Wars. We finally find them in a couple cars. A truck and a something like a cross between a civic and a geo metro. For just a second I'm the guy again and I wake up since I was sleeping in the truck. I yell "we've got to go" to the girl and another guy who is with us, since they are napping in the front seats of the Metro thing.

Back to being the cop, now I'm watching them jump up and the guy friend is whacking at the probe with a crowbar. Soon it shorts out.

Now I'm back to being the guy and the friend is gone. It's just me and the girl and were are in the high school weight room. She is sitting on the bench press while we talk about things. I tell her that the first cop must not know much, otherwise why is he riled about me sneaking into the dance and not about my illegitimate child. At this point I'm trying to figure out how she reacts to the idea of me with a child and some kind of mysterious past. She seems okay with it and agrees to wait for me to come back and get her.

Suddenly, I'm ripped to the distant future and realize that somehow I'm seeing the past and this is all an explanation for why we found the skeleton of a girl laying on the bench press with a blindfold on in this decrepit and falling apart old building.

Apparently, I never made it back.

Back to the past and I'm the guy again but now I'm at my dad's shop with a datsun 240z trying to get the oil changed and the motor working. (I'm guessing as our "get away" vehicle.) But the instructions are really weird and it looks like I have to remove the engine just to change the oil. I come up with the idea of putting it up on a ramp to get the right oil drainage angle so I go in the shop and there is my Real Life dad in the shop. I ask him if he has a ramp and he says now but comes out to help me with the car. Suddenly the engine in the car is massive and sticks out of the hood like one of those suped up hotrods of the 70s. Apparently, several bolts are loose so my dad has a coworker start tightening them.

The dream cuts again and I'm standing in the "waiting room" of my dad's shop and we're talking about something about how I have another grandfather that I didn't know about and he's somehow found out I'm here and is coming, but the car isn't done yet. So I run out of the shop into the street when I see this massive golden colored Cadillac with it's top down coming right at me. This old dude is driving it and slides it side wise at me to keep me from running away.

The old guy is yelling that he's my "real" grandfather and wants me to come with him. Suddenly I hear a voice yelling and I turn to look. It's my grandpa that I know (I think it was even my mom's dad in real life) coming from the other direction in exactly the same Cadillac but this one is a dark green. He's trying to help me get away from "evil" grandpa.

BAM! I wake up. Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, this one was just getting interesting!

Laje
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The New Sega

In my dream I went to my place with a my co-worker (Jim), my cousin (Tony) and someone else. I can't quite recall why but we ended up playing video games. To get to my TV and video game systems tho, we had to climb up a ladder to this ledge with a dresser that had my TV and video game systems on it. We decided to play the newest street fighter game, but for some reason it was on a SEGA game system...one that used controllers just like the old 6 button Genesis controllers. I can't really recall what the system looked like, but it strikes me it was some kind of Genesis.

After we switched players I was looking thru the drawers for another game to play when I found some old blockbuster games that I'd forgotten to return. I got slightly annoyed at this development so I started to get ready to go return them. Suddenly the room was a regular room and not a ledge. My wife came in and asked what was going on, so I told her I found the old rented games.

I vaguely recall getting to my place by driving thru some kind of back alley and then thru some kind of warehouse where I to climb over a fence to open a door to get out and I think that is where I ran into the fourth person who I think was a trucker or something. But that's all I can recall.

The Train

In my dream last night I was trying to get home from some sort of event in New York City. I was with my buddy Eric and we were trying to drive out but the traffic was absolutely atrocious. At some point this lady was diverting traffic, but we had to get out of our car and walk. She gave us each a paper with some kind of ticket attached to it and told us it would be the only way to get out of the city.

I protested that we were going all the way back to California but she said it would be fine and pushed us toward this funny brick thing that had stairs under it. We squeezed thru and after a short tunnel found ourselves standing in a University. Not sure where to go we started asking random people and eventually were guided to a field next to the University's very grandiose library.

Next to the field were train tracks and a person there explained that the tickets were vouchers we could give to people using the tracks to take us to our destination. Something like they got the vouchers from us and then could get something else for helping out.

Eric and I stood there waiting for what we thought was going to be a train, but turned out to be various small vehicles using the train tracks. Most were only 2 seaters and we wanted to ride together so we kept waiting and letting others go ahead of us. After awhile it started to look like there would be no multi seat vehicles so Eric grabbed the next vehicle which looked kinda like a milk truck only smaller on the tracks. As he was leaving I heard someone start yelling about how we all needed to be in line. I turned and saw a line forming and got annoyed because I was in front before but now I was being pushed back. Instead of getting in line I just grabbed the next vehicle and jumped in.

However, now it wasn't train tracks but rather a water duct like in a waterslide park. The vehicle was a strange 3 seat teeter totter type thing. The two seats in front of me were taken by small children. I looked behind and realized there were actually 4 seats but the last one was very waterlogged. A small child was standing by it looking sad so I offered my seat, but the child wanted the back seat. She was just having trouble getting in so I helped her.

For the ride I mostly closed my eyes and tried to kick back since I knew it was going to be a very long ride, but I was awoken by a bump and realized that now my ride was somehow inside some kind of small play house and it was riding the water uphill somehow.

I heard children's voices and realized it was my kids voices so I bailed off the boat thing and started looking around. As it turned out, the play house was just a water fun thing that circled on itself and didn't get anywhere. I finally found me kids and got out of to look around.

I found the problem when I found the water slide. It apparently had broken and was shooting into a person's back yard right at this playhouse. I found the other end but it was dried up and had spider webs. The other side went over this person's fence but only for another 10 feet or so. I went back to grab my kids and now my dog was there, too. The kids from my boat were there and they wanted my help getting home so I cautiously opened the person's gate out of their yard, but my dog kept trying to get past me and run away so I had to shut the gate and grab his collar. Now I noticed the other children also had another 2 dogs!

At this point I looked over the gate and noticed it was some kind of cul de sac and this is where the dream fades away as I woke up.

Early

In my dream last night my wife had a baby, but it was born 2 months premature. The baby came out and I was holding him. He was so tiny. As they clean him up though, it became revealed that he had very "mousy" features a la 'stewart little'.

Company lunch

So last night I dreamt that the CEO of the company I work for was taking the QA and Dev team out to dinner. My wife was invited to come along also.

We took highway 87 (not a real local highway) to get there and at some point lost our car so we had to walk the last part. At the off ramp I found my wife's wallet, some of our blockbuster online movies and a jacket laying on the ground. I nearly got run over by a car trying to pick them up.

At the edge of this off ramp was a weird staircase thing that led down to the restaurant. Since it had been raining, the steps were slippery so we very carefully went down them. After several minutes we finally got to the restaurant and one of my co-workers (Scott) was waiting for us at the waiting area. He had this sad look on his face and let us know that the restaurant had decided they didn't have enough room for all of us and since we were the last to arrive, we wouldn't be able to have dinner.

I was a little annoyed until I looked over at where the group was sitting and found that there were around 8 2-person tables empty all around our group. The maitre-de came over and tried to explain that they couldn't use those cause that part of the restaurant wasn't open right now. (In real life I've been a waiter twice and handled significantly larger groups without much problem at all.) At this I just got plain pissed off, so much so that the maitre-de actually walked me out of the restaurant.

I was annoyed and it had started slightly raining again making the stairwell back up nearly impossible to navigate. To make things worse it had transformed to something different where at the end of each flight you had to jump up and grab a ledge and pull yourself through a hole to get to the next flight of stairs. The last one I just couldn't fit through. I remember looking down the side of it and seeing a big Ronald McDonald like it was some kind of play jungle stairs.

We gave up at that point and went back down so we could just take the elevator up.

At this point things start to fade out badly but I vaguely remember the elevator being near a magazine kiosk and something about a janitor, I think he took the elevator with us.