The One at the Mall

I dreamed that I was at a pretty large mall.  I went to a pet store that had tiny giraffes in the bird area and little frogs outside of tanks that would lose their legs if you picked them up.  I picked one up and a leg came off, and then another before I put it back.  Then after that I saw a sign that said not to pick up the frogs.

There was another area where they kept bringing out animals to interact with.  First there was a baby goat, so I got down on all fours and it climbed on my back.  At this point, my friend Mark met me at the store.  Then a woman dressed and made up like Marilyn Monroe brought out a lizard that looked like a baby alligator as it raced over to me, but then changed into more of a small gila monster.  At first it looked aggressive, but when I pet it, it became very affectionate like a cat.

Later I was in a restaurant or pub that had this weird bicycle looking thing and if you pulled a ring on a chain, it would open a gate into a secret section that was sort of like a cross between a game and escape room.  It was like a car with a video screen.  I "drove" the car into an area that had fire on the video screen and had to find stuff to put into funnel-like receptacles to put it out.  

A couple of kids came in while I was doing it, and they were trying to play it with me. 

Then I woke up.

The One on the Tropical Vacation

Jose and I went on vacation to some tropical location.  We were walking along the beach and I wore my new Earthrunners sandals.  There was a hole in the sand, and when I looked inside, there were these interesting clams that had multicolored stripes on their shells and large clam beards.  When I picked one up, there was a label on them that said "Shrimp Clams".  

A guy walked by with his wife and young boy and was asking me what I was looking at, but he only spoke Spanish.  I didn't know the word for clam so I said "camarones clams" and asked Jose what the word for clam was and he said, but I don't remember what it was.  

Then the guy asked us for our opinion on which of two sunglasses he had we liked better.  There was one pair that had white mirrored lenses but the eye frames were too far apart for his face.  The other had amber lenses and looked better but the frames were too narrow and kind of made him look cross eyed.  I told him I liked the white ones better.

I took my sandals off and waded in the water for a bit, which was super warm, and then realized my sandals were supposed to be good in the water so I tried wading while having them on.

We wanted to take a photo near a sign near the beach, but there were a ton of people hanging around it, so we ended up going onto a stairwell to take a photo there, and then man with the glasses and two other guys came to take the photo with us.  We never took the photo because his wife and kid went downstairs into a lower level where shops were to go to the bathroom and we were waiting for them.  An older couple who were waiting for us to move (although I thought they were just hanging out on the stairs like a lot of people were) to go downstairs got a little frustrated and the wife said "let's just go down this way instead" and I apologized because I didn't know they wanted to get by, and they should've just said something.

I vaguely remember walking around a store, looking for the bathroom (I had to pee in real life) but the only "bathrooms" where these big tables you sat at that had holes in the side that you peed into.  What women did I have no idea.

Next thing I remember we were at a restaurant and Alexa was sitting to my right - she came along on the vacation with us.  At one point we were looking at her iPad and a photo came up of her lying her back with her lifting up her waistband, like a teasing photo like she was going to take a sexy picture.  She took the iPad back quickly because she didn't realize it would come up and she was a little embarrassed but only because the guys that wanted to take the photo with us were at the table with us too.

On my iPad there was a photo that she must've photoshopped and added to my iPad as a joke - it was her with an erect penis and she was holding onto it like she was masturbating but was crying - it was supposed to be "how'd I get this?"  I was asking her how she got it onto my iPad - did she guess my passcode or had I left it unlocked (the latter was true in this case).  I asked her to take it off and she did so by tearing off a paper card at the back of my iPad with the photo on it.  While we were on the trip, I had this like paper cardboard cover put on my iPad (maybe from the resort) and I noticed there were two more that were put over the original one.  

That's when I woke up and immediately texted Alexa about the photoshopped pic.

The One With the Movie About Violent Sleep Disorders

I was in a large department store in the men's department looking at some sandals that were just basically regular black shoes with lots of the leather cut out to make them strappy - there were lots of straps.

I was trying to find a pair that was 1/2 a size smaller than the ones I tried on but I was surprised that the size 31's fit me as well as they did - they ran small obviously because I normally wore a 29 or so.

Being in a department store in a normal situation turned into it being night, after closing, and instead of being the retail sales floor, it was the warehouse or storage area of the store.

It was after closing, but there were a number of people in there looking around.  I remember a girl and a blond guy in addition to me.  I think the girl either had a bike or was looking for one.

I had a weird role in the dream.  The idea of the dream was that it was actually a movie.  I was kind of at the same time just a 3rd party observer and one of the main characters, it seemed.

The premise of the movie was some people that had sleep disorders so when something in life bothered them (say, being touched by other people), they would react in their sleep (like sleepwalking).

One guy with dark hair (I couldn't really tell if he was me or not) didn't like to be touched and would kick people in the head (I think he explained it that he would kick you in the eye) in his sleep.

But, I also remember "being" a different person (feeling like what it was to be inside them, kind of) and his reaction was just less-specific violence.  I remember the feeling picking someone up by the neck and holding them against a wall.

There were two other guys looking for shoes (sneakers) but they were moving stuff around.  They put stuff really high up on a fixture in the middle of the floor, and I remember while looking around some of the shoe boxes fell on me.

These two guys were up to no good, unlike the rest of us who were just looking around.  Once the boxes fell, the bad guys got agitated and wanted our contact information.  We questioned that and the blond kid explained that they wanted our e-mail addresses, etc. so they could place us in the warehouse to prevent us from snitching on them.

While the bad guys were agitated, they were pushing us around and grabbing our arms and stuff and at least one of us warned them not to touch us because of the disorders.

Next thing I remember was being "inside" another guy - a black guy - who was walking home.  I think he was in the warehouse (good guy - one of a total of 4 good people in the warehouse who were the main characters in the movie with sleep disorders) but don't remember seeing him beforehand.  He walked by this hooker who was lying on the sidewalk and people were pouring gas on her and set her on fire.  She was strung out on heroine so she didn't know what was going on.

They tried to lay another hooker (not as strung out) next to her and do the same and they snuggled up to each other, as if to protect each other from sleeping on the sidewalk.  They were both on fire, but it took a while for the first hooker to exhibit some distress - she was waving her arms around and the second wrapped her in a the foil lined blanket they were lying on.

The first hooker died, but the second was fine (even though she was exposed to the flames), so one of the bad people (I think it was a short woman that reminded me to Snookie) stabbed her in the stomach with a really big kitchen knife - shaped like chef's knife but much wider.

It seems as those the bad guys in the warehouse were in a gang or something and were killing people to establish a serial killer or something - maybe as something to implicate us in?  I think they wanted to find six people to kill.

The dude I was inside kept walking toward home, up a hill, when some guy jumped him from behind, pulled his hoodie over his head and tried to tie the strings.  I remember thinking this was a normal risk in his neighborhood - to get mugged this way.  The guy/me ended up throwing the guy over his shoulder, Judo style, kind of down the hill.

The guy left because there was a cop car whose dash camera was filming the whole thing.  The car belonged to the guy's uncle or dad, who he lived with.

He got to the porch where his aunt or mom was with his dad, and they were like "What the hell's going on?"  In his head he knew these bad people were trying to get something or had something on him.

The One with the Used Toothpicks

Just before waking up this morning, but after my alarm had gone off, I had a dream that I was in a kitchen. It was in an apartment and not one that I recognized. My sister was eating some kind of roll and it looked like it had finely chopped broccoli on top of it and she was eating only the topping.

I asked her about the rolls and I cut one in half and put it in the toaster.

Next thing I remember was that I was outside with Debbie and one other person - maybe Jose. We were in a town with lots of eclectic shops. I wasn't sure if it was a big or small.

We went into a small shop that had all hand-made baked goods like poppy seed muffins and little loaves of sweet bread. I was thinking of getting a muffin but don't think I did. Debbie got something though.

At the cash register, they had a refrigerator and the door had a sign that they reused toothpicks and that they washed them and you could put the used ones in little holes in the door. I had a toothpick so I put it in one.

While we were in the store I remember that I had put the roll in the toaster and never taken it how, and was thinking how it could get stuck and cause a fire.

When we were leaving, I did something and accidentally stuck my knuckle in Deb's eye.

The One with the Horrible Customer Service

I had a dream I was at the Big E (a big fair) with my parents, my sister and Jose.

I was at a vendor that sold a bunch of things, but included was health and beauty products and I bought the Shu Uemura Eyelash Curler - - that my friend Janessa had told me about. This one didn't have the metal bar where the pad attaches though... it worked really weird - like just the pad itself moved.

I wasn't sure if it was the right one (I couldn't remember the name for obvious reasons) and I called Jill to double check, and when the phone rang I could hear it - she was working at the vendor part time. The vendor also did plastic surgery and had an oxygen bar in another room.

I bought the curler, but when I looked at it, there was something wrong with the pad, and I wanted to get another one. They left to get it (another saleswoman, not Jill) and were gone for like a half an hour, and when they returned, it had a different pad on it that wasn't as thick as the original.

Apparently the new pads weren't as thick, and I wasn't sure if I wanted it anymore. They left to get another one, were gone another half hour and came back with a bag. They said they included $120 worth of free stuff in the bag and the original price was $30.

I looked in the bag and it was all purple and pink thread - like big spools of leftover thread. I said, "So you gave me a pound of crap I don't need or want? I want my money back."

The sales woman said, "Well, I don't want to do that, but I guess I have to." She gave me this piece of paper that was a form I needed to fill out and sign and a blue highlighter-type pen. The paper was blank, but was the form was in that ink that you have to go over with the pen to make the text appear.

I pitched a fit, so they gave me a pre-printed form that I signed. I think on that version there was like a Frequently Asked Questions section and there was a question about how the invisible ink form was ridiculous and why did they do it?

They gave me my money back but in all quarters. I was so mad a yelling and swearing at the woman.

When I left, I pretended that the woman pushed me and I fell, saying "Did you see that? She pushed me!" I wanted to make her life a living hell.

A woman was with me (not my sister) when I bought the curler... I think it might have been my friend Melany or Ileana. I remember a guy walking into the vendor area wearing really crazy clown-like clothes and me making a comment to her about it.