The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread
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@cheong said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
I have no idea on why I would want to do that though.
Reducing discord by adding chaos? Sounds like a fun idea...
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@tsaukpaetra said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
@cheong said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
I have no idea on why I would want to do that though.
Reducing discord by adding chaos? Sounds like a fun idea...
More accurately, by adding more delay.
There is another case in my dream where I know someone will go drunk-driving and kill himself among with other people on the road. So I pretend I was just broke up with my girlfriend, so finding random people on the street to treat him drink, as long as he is willing to listen to my fake story. In the end, instead of being half-drunk and try to drive himself home, I keep him accompany with me till the time the disaster was about to happen, and make him become totally drunk so he have to stay in the bar till the morning.
By adding delay in the timing when something is about to happen, sometime the issue would just disappear.
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I dreamed that my mom handed me the TV schedule that comes with the newspaper and it started playing a video ad.
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@ben_lubar said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
I dreamed that my mom handed me the TV schedule that comes with the newspaper and it started playing a video ad.
Taking bets for how likely it was to be an advertiser for his current provider (yes, OTA is a provider even if nebulous).
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I dreamed that I discovered a young woman who had been frozen in my refrigerator for a very long time. The last thing she could remember was working in a Thompson submachinegun factory during World War II, and our best guess is that she was abducted by aliens in Roswell in 1947 and then stored in stasis in my fridge since then.
There was much more to the dream but all the details have left me already. It was an hours-long dream. I woke up multiple times and then it picked up again when I fell back asleep. There was something about ending up on a UN-controlled planet that was under blockade by aliens and us nearly causing a battle by accident. Then the local UN commander threatened to nuke the city and kill me and her to prevent the war from turning hot. (I think a few of these details originated in Timothy Zahn's Cobra series which I'm currently reading.) And there was also something about using a scanner to locate ghosts inside a townhouse I briefly lived in as a kid in the late 90's. And plans to make a Ghostbusters augmented-reality game where you hunted for ghosts in your own home.
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One of the sections I dreamed my feet had been exposed and soaked in hydrofluoric acid (texture apparently sourced from here ). Not fun...
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@mott555 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
and our best guess is that she was abducted by aliens in Roswell in 1947 and then stored in stasis in my fridge since then.
You'd think you would have noticed her in there at some point, when you went to get the milk or whatever.
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@scarlet_manuka said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
@mott555 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
and our best guess is that she was abducted by aliens in Roswell in 1947 and then stored in stasis in my fridge since then.
You'd think you would have noticed her in there at some point, when you went to get the milk or whatever.
That's the thing about mind alteration.... if done right, you really wouldn't....
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@mott555 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
And plans to make a Ghostbusters augmented-reality game where you hunted for ghosts in your own home.
My son said, "That's really cool and should totally exist."
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@hardwaregeek said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
@mott555 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
And plans to make a Ghostbusters augmented-reality game where you hunted for ghosts in your own home.
My son said, "That's really cool and should totally exist."
If I ever get free time I might make a Hololens App for that...
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@hardwaregeek The only issue I see is that one house tends to be slightly too small (and familiar) for an exploration game. And I don't like the idea of it being outside ("oh look another Pokemon Go clone").
In a large warehouse or something adapted to VR gaming it could be amazing.
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I dreamed that I saw an ad for Zootopia 2.
Also that I had to play a Phineas and Ferb game for the Wii that was just a clone of Elite Beat Agents in front of all my high school classmates for some reason.
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I was relaxing in a park, when I saw a horse go trotting down the nearby street. It was wearing full tack, like it was supposed to be pulling a carriage or something, and it was even wearing a license plate, but there was no rider. I figured it had gotten loose, so I memorized the license plate number and was about to call the police to report it when I saw that there was a police station just across the street.
I went over there and told a cop about it, and suddenly a RPG-style quest progress box popped up in my vision, and I realized there was more I had to do here, but before I could do any more about this I woke up.
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@masonwheeler said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
suddenly a RPG-style quest progress box popped up
Thank goodness! That quest chain is looooong.....
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I dreamed that I set up a OneNote-based communication and note-taking system for my class and everyone loved it.
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@anonymous234 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
I dreamed that I set up a OneNote-based communication and note-taking system for my class and everyone loved it.
: hey, look at that! Our telemetry gathered this neato ad for OneNote someone was apparently working on! We should totally finish it and plush it out!
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Two nights ago, I had a dream that I was at my first day of high school and I skipped every single class and nobody noticed. Then I stayed overnight at the high school and repeated my day.
Last night, I had a dream that Russian spies were in some kind of VR version of this forum and I banned them... somehow? And then they kept creating new accounts or something? Also, there were MMORPG-style raid bosses and SAB Tribulation Mode style traps.
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The details have already mostly faded, but I'll post what I can:
I dreamt I was in Korea. There were three castes in (my dream version of) their society: citizens, non-citizens (including, and possibly entirely, slaves — this is one of the details that I can't quite remember), and others (including, I think, non-Koreans). There were a bunch of Koreans (non-citizens?) standing in a field, near a building. They were attacked by North Koreans. ... Observing from a helicopter. ... Police arrived and arrested the North Koreans. ... The "weapon" the (South) Koreans had fired at their attackers had, in fact, been a cannon that launched written messages into a nearby public area alerting people there to call the police. In gratitude for helping capture the North Koreans, the South Korean president declared that all non-citizens would immediately become citizens. Tears of joy.Then I woke up and told my son about the dream.
Then I actually woke up and (mentally) posted here about telling my son about the dream.
Then I eventually got up, got some caffeine in my brain, and actually posted this.
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I dreamed that I was back home, watching a movie with the family, but it was kind of difficult to make out what was going on because the stepfather was also privately watching a western and a football game at the same time, and he had the sound turned down but we could still clearly hear all three audio tracks and it got very confusing. He claimed everything was perfectly intelligible to him, though...
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I dreamt I was involved in a cruise, and a Viking rowboat of (apparently) Russians approached and shot up the ship with submachine guns. I guess there was nothing the cruise ship had on hand to defend against this and so the ship ended up sinking.
Next scene I was apparently in partnership with a young Russian teenager and we were investigating a store of some kind. I was approached by an enemy woman and used sleight-of-hand to slap her with some kind of poison.
Later on we were doing some kind of challenge course like in Minecraft, except my perception of the world was somewhat corrupted and not all of the blocks loaded in, so actually traversing each room was at exercise in frustration.
At some point we encountered a Korean guy dry-humping the air and that somehow caused his clothes to launch off his body. For the record it appears he was eleven inches but damaged enough that it was only barely more stiff than flaccid.
After that we left the area and were on the road. A few things happened but I don't recall them. One involved talking to a Spanish woman and complimenting her on how well she spoke English.
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In my dream, I was enjoying the future world after being cryonized. But then some mysterious gorillas appeared and started taking over. They had the psychic power to remove your ability to flinch or brace when you were about to crash into something, thus rendering you vulnerable to a simple rock to the face. So some of us (mostly other 21st century people) quickly formed a resistance group, but since everything was made of nanobots which could be remotely tracked, they kept finding us. In the end I got captured and placed on a public prisoner parade.
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I dreamt that I was dreaming about a dream that I'm working in my company... -_-;
It made me quite confused when I was woke up. I spent a moment to figure out whether I was still dreaming or not.
In the second dream last night, I dreamt that there is a 5-gear manual shaft box you see in arcade racer game in my upper left corner of vision.
Whenever I think "gear up" the shaft will go up one level, and the world would become slower; whenever I think "gear down", the shaft will go down on level, and the world would become faster to me. When the shaft is on "first gear", the world speed would become normal. On the "fifth gear" the world goes in slow motion, but never to the extent of "pause".
Funny that there's nothing like "reverse gear" on view.
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@anonymous234 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
public prisoner parade.
Nude, I hope?
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I dreamed that I bought an used mini encyclopedia on eBay.
Now why the fuck would I ever do that?
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@anonymous234 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
I dreamed that I bought an used mini encyclopedia on eBay.
Now why the fuck would I ever do that?
"Encyclopædia Britannica" used to be good for decoration of bookshelves.
Mini encyclopedia... I can't think of a use case as of today.
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I had a dream about dirty dishes. It was a very realistic dream.
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I had a dream about four-dimensional chess.
In other news, I started building a half-assed 4D chess game in Node.js...
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I dreamed I was waiting for the bus. I knew exactly which route I needed and where the stop was supposed to be, but the sign at the bus stop didn't have that route listed on it, and neither did any of the nearby bus stops along that road.
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I dreamt I was some kind of tortilla bagger in a grocery store. Somehow that turned into ringing people up at the register, but I wasn't technically trained in that, so I punched a bunch of random numbers into the pin entry login and miraculously logged in as the person that was supposed to be there.
After that scene, I was some sort of secret agent, representing an antivirus. I was infiltrating a secret base full of viruses and worms. Some of them recognized me, but I was able to calm them down.... Somehow. Anyways, deep in the basement was the main party, it looked like some kind of interpretive dance was starting, and someone started narrating the physical sexual profile of a woman. I spoke up about keeping it PG, and they obliged but by switching to heavy innuendo and deep euphemisms. Of course, while they were narrating the "dancers" were acting out the descriptions (fully clothed and technically not specifically sexual, but given context...). I put a stop to it when they started hopping around with their partner reverse-Piggy-back-riding them.
Next scene was apparently the aftermath, I was escorting one of the female dancers to her car, and she was asking me why I shut the place down. She was just underage, so I was incredulously starting The Talk when we were accosted by some dude in a Cube car of some kind. I tipped it over and smashed it (somehow) and the dude ran away crying. I woke up before she asked for a personal demonstration.
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I dreamt I was trying to compile UE4 on FreeBSD. Long, long story short: it didn't work.
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I dreamt that everyone (hopefully, except babies... but I haven't dreamt that detail) in Hong Kong would have summer vacation, and everyone would receive homework that they have to complete before the vacation ends.
For people who are not student, the homework would match their education level. If they have never enter school before, they'll receive something similar to kindergarten level homework. For those who have graduate with degree, they'll receive homework related to their discipline. For those with masters/doctoral degree, they'd have to form groups to complete yet another thesis matching their level. For those athletes they can have choice to accomplish certain training target instead.
How well people complete their homework will affect their salary or CSSA payment if applicable (I don't know how about those already retired) The homework must be completed by themselves. If the government officials found the homework is done by others, the result will be treated as "zero mark" directly and with other punishment.
The scene that everyone got their scroll suddenly appear in mid-air is quite surreal to me.
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I was on a football field in the middle of a game. Suddenly a mountain of chocolate and peanut butter. The referee didn't like that, so mountain on him too.
Next scene I am Spider-Man undisguised with a friend. We're in a car dealership. The building is rather tall so we climb up it. On the top there are unknown devices, each with a credit-card slot thing, with a card populated in them. Some discussion with the Avengers happens and eventually it is decided to remove the cards. Moments later everything explodes.
After that, back on the floor level, we're cleaning up a robbery when it is decided that in order for us to escape properly we need to be all white. This doesn't happen and my friend turns into venom and runs off. Other stuff happens before I wake up.
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I dreamed I somehow created a submarine using VR. No, I'm not sure what that means, but when I deployed the build, a real submarine appeared in the street in front of my grandmother's house. The street became a river.
At that point, I really had to pee, but I wanted to see the sub first. I wasn't sure how to board it, because my grandma's house doesn't have a dock. It was below freezing outside and I didn't want to swim through the street/water. Plus I had my dev laptop with me and I really didn't want to swim with it.
So I'm on the sidewalk, staring at the sub and wondering how to board it, and suddenly there are some kind of military guys there who are aware of my presence. I started running and they chased me around my grandma's yard. I went around a corner and was out of sight for a few seconds. During that time, I jumped to the roof (I can often jump really high in my dreams) and they couldn't find me anymore.
After they left, I jumped down and went in. The inside of the house was a concrete-floored barn. Then I woke up and peed.
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@mott555 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
Then I woke up and peed.
I don't get this part ... you wake up but still decided that wetting the bed was your best option?
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@luhmann said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
@mott555 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
Then I woke up and peed.
I don't get this part ... you wake up but still decided that wetting the bed was your best option?
Who says I was in bed? Maybe I sleep in the bathtub, or on the toilet, or something.
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@mott555 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
@luhmann said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
@mott555 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
Then I woke up and peed.
I don't get this part ... you wake up but still decided that wetting the bed was your best option?
Who says I was in bed? Maybe I sleep in the bathtub, or on the toilet, or something.
Seems perfectly cromulent to me...
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I dreamed I was in some sort of world heavily inspired by ATLA, except there were a bunch of evil Airbender ninjas running around assassinating people, and it was my job to track them down and stop them.
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I dreamt about some sort of optical amplifier. I don't know how it worked, because it had only two connections, an optical fiber in and a fiber out, no power connection of any kind, so it had to be violating conservation of energy. For some reason, it started out having 8dB of gain, but by the end of the dream it had become 8X amplification (which, come to think of it, isn't all that much different — 9dB). In addition to violating conservation of energy by amplifying with no source of power, it was also somehow multiplying the frequency of some small percentage of the light, so instead of operating only in the infrared, as intended, it was also putting out some visible, ultraviolet, and maybe X-ray. This was not going into the output fiber, but radiating out through the sides of the amplifier.
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@hardwaregeek said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
I dreamt about some sort of optical amplifier. I don't know how it worked, because it had only two connections, an optical fiber in and a fiber out, no power connection of any kind, so it had to be violating conservation of energy. For some reason, it started out having 8dB of gain, but by the end of the dream it had become 8X amplification (which, come to think of it, isn't all that much different — 9dB). In addition to violating conservation of energy by amplifying with no source of power, it was also somehow multiplying the frequency of some small percentage of the light, so instead of operating only in the infrared, as intended, it was also putting out some visible, ultraviolet, and maybe X-ray. This was not going into the output fiber, but radiating out through the sides of the amplifier.
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I dreamed the power steering on my pickup truck failed, so I got out and was pushing it around like a motorcycle. I really can't fathom how that would work.
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@mott555 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
I dreamed the power steering on my pickup truck failed, so I got out and was pushing it around like a motorcycle. I really can't fathom how that would work.
It works just fine on my Toyota Taco!
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I somehow captured a T-Rex. I was holding it by the snout, and I was somehow floating in the air so basically the dinosaur was hanging below me. And I found a housecat outside, so I was floating above and dragging the T-Rex's tail around so the cat would chase it.
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@mott555 said in The Official Don't-Interpret-My-Dreams Thread:
the cat
I the last scene would have involved
in the shed in my backyard, but was interrupted by a feral cat we had to tranquilize. Talk about a boner killer...
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I dreamed I was a Troft (alien from Timothy Zahn's Cobra series which I just finished reading). I was a Colonel of some kind, and I had been abandoned by my forces at Deep Space Nine. While there, there was some kind of gas leak and I escorted a whole bunch of people to the cafeteria which was safe. But after things were safe again, the lunch lady there was really mean and wouldn't let me leave without paying for lunch, which was annoying and a scam because I hadn't even had lunch.
Then I left and ended up watching House, except Mike Rowe played Dr. House.
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I was bingeing on a story about a headless horse. In this story the head and horse are merely separated on exchange for immortality, and somehow the body gained a sapience of its own.
One of my dream scenes involved me brushing the hair of the head in one arm while the body soaked in the tub (completely submerged). Stupid abrasive attitude head complaining while I was being efficient....
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Two dreams (might or might not be parts of the same dream, but as far as I can remember, there's no connection between them, so they might as well be separate dreams):
Dream the first: A kids' science contest, building model aircraft, and cake. The aircraft are maybe 1/3 – 1/2 meter in length. Fairly modern-looking jet fighter, with actual jet engines. I'm not sure if the aircraft were supposed to be any specific aircraft, because I see the model opened up to reveal the engines, and the engine opened to reveal the workings. The engines were built from a kit, because there's no way a kid can fabricate titanium turbine blades, but the kids have to assemble them. I'm not sure if the plane has to fly, but the engines have to work — more of a static engine test. And that's what (or one of the things) the contest is judged on.
And cake. A miniature cake is the "pilot" of the aircraft. The kids are judged on how well it's decorated and how much they did themselves vs. how much help they got from a parent. For some reason, I also bake and decorate a cake — yellow cake with chocolate frosting.
Dream the second: Riding in a self-driving car1, not on a public road, but on a gravel maintenance path (?) along a channelized creek.
Kind of like this, but with rock/gravel banks, a gravel path (barely) wide enough for a car on both (?) sides, and residential neighborhoods beyond that:
So the car is going maybe 10 mph (15 kph) because narrow, gravel, and it's having to maneuver around tree branches, trash (including junked car grills/fenders) and other assorted obstacles. I get the impression it's top speed isn't much higher than this, even if it's not obstructed, but I'm not sure.
The destination is the house of somebody in the car (it may be his car, too), but we can't quite get there, because the path is obstructed. We get out and walk the last 10 m or so, and he manually drives the car around the last obstacle. (Or something like that; details are rather fuzzy at this point.)
[Unremembered things happen.] It's now my house, and I'm living in it, and CalTrain trains are running by right outside the bedroom window2.
1 Interpretation: I've been spending too long in a certain
thread.
2 Interpretation: I once lived in a townhouse like that for a couple of weeks, between my ex-wife filing for divorce and moving to Washington to start a new job. It was not conducive to sleeping.
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Partial recovery of last dream. I seem to be some kind of Yugi-o person with an overly large eyepiece for the ancient artifact things the Important Characters have. Anyways, there was some kind of game show going on, involved various types of mash-y spikey smash things. Eventually I was stuck in a box with giant screws /agitators and mystery meat pellets. I can't recall the rest, but there was involved creating a body for the Millenium item's occupant at some point.
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I was in Vancouver, perhaps for business. Whatever the reason, as the dream opens, my main purpose for being their seems to be done, and I am standing on the shore looking across the Fraser River. (Except it's in the wrong place (north of Vancouver,), it's too narrow, it's too clear, and it's too shallow — you could wade across it without getting wet above your knees if you're careful.) And now I'm flying above it — not in an airplane, and not like a bird; just standing upright but gliding a few cm above the water. I can see the water get deeper as it flows into the Strait of Georgia. Then I turn south toward Victoria.
I'm in a house, at a party. I think it's being hosted by somebody from TDWTF, and the name that sticks in my mind is (what I think I remember as) the real name of somebody who goes by a pseudonym here (and definitely does not live in Vancouver, Victoria, or wherever the heck I am). There's a little girl there, maybe 4 – 5 years old, blonde hair. At some point, I'm holding her, and we're looking at something on the wall, art or something. I put her down and we walk together into another room, where I'm going to fill out papers to start the process of adopting her (even though I just met her like 2 minutes ago). But I don't fill out the papers, because they're already filled out, laser-printed with all of the info, which is odd because I never gave anybody the info to put on the form. At some point, I also wonder how I will get her back to the US with me, but it turns out she already has a Canadian passport.
Another scene, which may have been a separate dream or part of this one. If it was part of this one, it fits between arrival at the house where the party is and joining the party and being introduced to the little girl I want to adopt.
In a bedroom. There is a little, tiny baby duckling next to the bed. There is no mama duck nor other ducklings. It starts to imprint on me as its mama. Then it stands up and walks away, and it isn't a duckling; it's a kitten. With a duck bill.
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I slept in, so I seem to have recalled slightly more about the dream than usual, but only the last
scene. It involved a clandestine organization that was using mice as spies or something. In order to "qualify" them, their first task once born was to climb stairs to food, and then climb another stairs to its mother. Apparently my partner (Princess of Friendship herself) thought this horrible, and proceeded to question the lead scientist-y guy. Stuff happened and he left, and we started filling in the testing area (two four foot square boxes with things in them) with sand from somewhere.
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It started out arriving at some hotel. Apparently it was packed for a convention I was attending. Things happened with the room share involving a dog and mind control.
At the convention I kept finding other members of my contention, other execs. Just can't get away from this hotel, huh? We shoot the breeze with Benjamin Sisko and Bashir when I caught a glimpse of Jake Sisko being hostage-led up an escalator. We gave chase.
Later I was escorting my grandma. We were at a medium table chatting when some dude decided to make a scene. I whooped his ass all the way out into the parking lot. He claimed I had nothing on him. I told him he'd pay $4,825 in damages to fix the hotel. He just laughed until he walked away. Then I caught up with grandma, who was being roughly lead up stairs by Donald Trump. I took over for that and started talking about how the dude I beat up needed to pay $5k to the hotel and we laughed.
