Dream Report: End of December, Beginning of January
Commonalities, Types and Statistics
Total recorded (between Dec 2, 2014 and Jan 3, 2015): 25
Dreams Close to Real Life
Dreams Mixing Reality with Weird
Weird / Unreal Dreams
Numbers of Dream Scale Types
Awesome (9-10) - a favorite dream
Great (7-8) - I really liked this dream
Good (6) - on the up side of neutral
Neutral (5) - no opinion
Meh (4) - on the down side of neutral
Bad (3-4) - things disliked, really scary, disturbing
Horrible (0-2) - anything completely terrifying, disturbing
Common Subjects / People that Appear
Numbers of Dream Scale Types
Common Subjects / People that Appear
Scary presentations / tests
bow and arrow
Other Emory people
old ship captains
Star Trek actors
5 / 1
(from least to most weird)
- sentient truck
- dad saves Apollo 17
- Easter egg hunt outside of Jerusalem
- talking dolls that became sad and stopped talking
- power of flight, only while confident about it
- cracking an old language based upon the way someone says something
- Khalid is Sherlock Holmes; I work with him writing on typewriters
- exploring ocean floor in a space suit near the shore
- leaving a religion class, in which a male nudist class replaces us
- tiny X-wings fighting giants
- learning how to fly a space ship and shooting at good ships, as a bad guy
- first synthetic human baby, by combining male, female and alien DNA
- man who studies frog reproduction by feeding them sperm
- flying bird poops (a lot), which poop turns into a giant
- buying dad pug puppies, one of which was mutant with just a head and neck
- shooting undead with green bow and arrows in a dungeon
- time traveling to do a presentation with Vogons chasing me
- attacking / sniping giant spiders that are with a mafia organization
- a germ/bacteria goo person shooting germ darts at a doctor and I with a bow and arrow
- portals to an alternate dimension in which we see the soul of Spock trapped
- getting the receipt from a vending machine by putting a kitten through its handle
- clothes hiss with white smoke and everything I touch hisses with smoke, turning old
- kids turning into mutant unloved zombies
- trapped elephants and hippos under a yellow shield bubble
- eating Q-tips like a snack as I'm being chased in an art museum while blind
- escaping old, wooden ship by drinking 3 drops of blue soap
1.2.15 A presentation I forgot about (again) and Khalid was mad
12.31.14 A presentation I forgot about that included a video
I hung up and panic planned. It was to be like a "book report" of sorts on a book. I needed to pick a book and read it over the weekend, then write the report as fast as possible, then practice the presentation ... It needed to be a short book, so 200 pages. I went to the library at some point, and met all these people, from whom I found out that yes they were already presenting their projects. This event was a several day affair, and I'd be presenting on the last day. I found out while there that, in addition to the presentation, I had to make a very professional looking video to illustrate what I was talking about as I spoke. I had this idea I'd be speaking for about an hour, so it had to be quite long. And the other people that I watched present had *amazingly* gorgeous videos. That was the last straw. I had no idea how to do that. And in three days?? Total panic.
I woke up, laying there, thinking it was really real, then no it wasn't, then yes it was, at least four times - with alternating cycles of panic and relief. It was terrible. I hated that dream.
12.29.14 Solas, science and sad dolls
Solas and the sad dolls: I dreamed about Solas. No surprise there. He's my favorite character in Dragon Age 3, I just finished the game and he had an amazing twist ending that I was thinking about all night. I also dreamed about miniture toy dolls that could talk, move and act like real people and would talk to me, but only when other people were not watching. Eventually for some reason they became sad, and would not talk anymore, but became unresponsive and floppy, like regular dolls.
Dinosaur: In another part of the dream, I was trying to get some dinosaur T-rex creatures to avoid eating me (drop aggro) by climbing some spindly, swaying trees - branches with no leaves. I was watching someone else get eaten like a cookie in 3-4 bites - ouch, ouch, ouch! They said. I think it was Cassandra (tank, in Dragon Age 3 - no not the vehicle - it's a gaming term).
Searching, soccer and James: I was looking for glowing things at night along a fence, where there were guards, going back and forth through time from various "saves." (Gaming again, similar to searching for glowing objects in Dragon Age 3.) I gave a soccer ball to some really, really short kids behind a chain-link fence (they could have been weeple people). Something was going on there that I forgot. James was trying to send texts out of a low signal area at work, which he wasn't supposed to be doing. He managed to send two. There was something about him being late for something.
Geodes, and I want to make science interesting to someone: I was walking through a store, looking at bins that had different science geode kits. "Conor is here" it said, "with geode included." I looked at several of them - clear plastic bags with sand and colored rocks inside. I can remember what some of them looked like. I walked the aisles, thinking/saying, how a teacher made chemistry interesting to me, and I wanted to be that person for at least one other student.
12.28.14 Edible shoe, psychedelic rubber balloons filled with water
At one point, I was eating or pointing out an edible shoe that looked just like James's bathroom slipper. I had to work on a science poster / project with someone else that was very complicated. I was meeting some people in some kind of a mechanics shop - being introduced to them. There was a small crowd of them. A was vote going on, but I can't remember what for. I heard someone say something about, "He'll probably pick number 5." I knew they were talking about my friend, and number 5 was in reference to me somehow. Later, a big crowd of us were watching a guy talking about how our science boards should be done. To show us, he had a *huge* metal work tower/crane off of which gigantic boards were hanging (similar to advertisements on the side of highways). He flipped through some of them. They were all non-electronic and seemed to be made of dark grey/brown cardboard. He said - sorry - they had a power outage (?) or something like that (and couldn't use anything electrical to do the flipping). Different boards were displayed by a guy with long legs JUMPING immensely high to clip up a new item with both his hands. Then he'd fall back down. The speaker threw down at us "water balloon" like things - water bubbles in psychedelic rubber skins. We thought they would burst at once, but then we found, that we could poke them and even carry them a long time before they burst. Oh. And there was a giant Easter egg hunt outside Jerusalem that I heard about while at a grocery store. (?!)
12.26.14 Random weird bits
I was running through a museum very fast, eyes closed or blind. It was part of some test, or escape or something. I stopped and munched on some Q-tips like a snack. There were people chasing me. At one point, I was throwing boxes down a tunnel at a guy so he couldn't get out, and sniping at something from a balcony window. I was also collecting pieces of rock crystal formations. Darn it - I forgot most of this one. It's been a while since I dreamed it.
12.25.14 Hunting undead
12.24.14 Dream about lab and mom
12.23.14 Sherlock Holmes, cracking a language code, mafia spiders
Sherlock Holmes: I dreamed that Sherlock Holmes and I were writing a transcript back and forth, but it was just lines going down the page. We were writing it remotely on two type writer devices. I would write some red lines rapidly on a type-writer thing. And he would write about six times as many blues lines going down the page back and forth. But in the dream, I had this idea that Sherlock Holmes was Khalid.
Surrogate mother: I had a complex dream about me being a surrogate mother for some people's kids. The kids were named Victor (I think), and then there were two girls - one started with an S ...
Old language based on sound waves: I dreamed that there was this code or old language someone was trying to translate, but it was very difficult, because the language had to do with the *way* a particular person talked and intricacies with sound waves. And the person who had spoken this particular message had already passed away. She was very old. But because her husband knew how she talked, he could still interpret it, so he was working on it. There was a flashback of this lady as she got older. In the last part, she was an old Japanese lady I think, wearing a kimono and dancing with a white fan and intricate flowers on her dress, singing something.
Mom in the Liotta lab: I dreamed that dad went off down some tunnel somewhere - it was in an old city with lots of brown buildings made of stone that were kind of dirty. Mom was rotating in the Liotta lab, which was in one of them - a very small building with narrow hallways - no resemblence to Emory or our labs at all. She was upset that dad wasn't there to see her join to it, the idea seemed to be she'd be left there sometime somewhat like a prisoner, and I was comforting her. The other lab people didn't seem to want her there.
Spiders with the mafia: I dreamed that in this same city I was fighting huge spider things (almost like in Lord of the Rings) in surprise attacks (shooting them with something, like a sniper) that blocked off tunnels with red signs and webbed them. These spiders were part of some kind of bad mafia organization. It was a very complicated story in the tunnels that I can no longer remember.
Seat over a cliff: As part of it later, I had to go up a sheer cliff over a drop on this faded red wooden seat in which two people sat - one person pulled a rope lever to leverage up the seat, then the second person pulled - and back and forth. I sat on it with my eyes shut and some other guy sat on the other seat. It took three pulls to get up and he guided me off it onto this parapet from which I was terrified of falling. (You know, as afraid of heights as I am, I can never remember a dream in which I actually fell off something.)
12.22.14 John with an injured back
John told me his back was hurting and he thought he might have an acne on it and to take a look. But it was half torn up, missing pieces out of his shoulder, neck and back. I was nauseated and told mom and Oma that I was taking him to the hospital and would they come with me. Mom was ironing and put it off as no big deal. Oma was frying some kind of potato sandwich in a frying pan - a piece of bread, a mountain of uncooked potato shavings about a foot high, and a piece of bread on top. She wouldn't come either. I was very annoyed with both of them.
12.20.14 Tornado touching down and relationships
Seeing the tornado: I dreamed John and I were sleeping in our bed, but it was on my parent's deck or it was in the living room in front of the windows overlooking the deck. I'm not sure which. I lifted up my head and saw dark clouds in the sky, with a tornado slowly descending down in the distance. I squinted, thinking, yes, this is surely a real tornado this time. (I used to dream about tornados touching down a lot, and many times in my dream, when I saw this people around me would tell me that no, that was in fact just a swirling of the clouds and not a tornado.) John woke up and saw it and said that no, it wasn't a tornado, to have peace and go back to sleep.
I also dreamed that I was talking to some people about marriage and relationships.
12.19.14 The forgotten dream involving trapped elephants
I can't remember this dream, but I do remember trapped elephants and hippos under a yellow bubble. They had a shimmering blue kind of shield attached around them and something was pulling and herding them. And I was putting on shorts at one point during a hot summer. It was interesting. Wish I could remember it. I didn't write it down when I woke up - too tired.
12.18.14 Anti-god religion class & time travel to give presentation
Anti-god religion class: I went to a religion class that was very anti-God. But many of the students disagreed and said so. I had a flash forward that anti-religion terrorists were going to burst in and kill people, but instead, the class let out early. A male nudist class was coming in after us. I didn't have any idea that anything bad would happen to them, but I didn't want to be around that, so I left as fast as possible.
Scary presentation given in the past: I had a scary presentation to give that I didn't want to do. I had to time travel into the past to give it, and I think my audience also did, to listen. I time traveled early and tried to find a good lecture hall, but they were already all full, some with classes currently going on. I stepped over some chairs at one point. I crawled down a aisle with a red carpet in another. "Vorgoths" were chasing me, dressed in steam-punk style disguises. (Vorgoths was what I called them in the dream, but I meant "Vogons," from Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy). An old sea captain captured me eventually, took me away from there so I couldn't give the presentation, and said it was better this way. I became very fond of him.
12.17.14 Random weirdness not about lab; ghost ppl, hissing smoke
Test about space travel: I had a big test due Friday related to space travel or something. I had to read a thick book about space travel, I think related to Star Wars. I kept wasting time when I should have been studying, doing other things that also seemed important and the test day kept looming closer. I was panicky.
Humorous semi-consciousness: I can remember being semi-awake afterward thinking. "Oh crap, I have that scary test. I have to study! (...) Wait, I don't have any test. That was a dream. (...) Wait, wait, no I'm pretty sure that's real. Dang it! I've wasted time and I need to study! (...) No wait, I'm done with classes. That can't be. (...) No it's real!" (Continuing vacillation until I finally woke up. Then I was so relieved.)
Ghost people and hissing smoke: In other parts of my dream, I was seeing hallucinations of people that I knew were hallucinations. A ghost girl came out of our bedroom and sneaked down the hall for no apparent reason. At another point, thick white smoke/fog was hissing out of my clothes and my clothes were getting white and old looking. White smoke also emanated out of things I touched, such as a book on a shelf. I touched it, it emitted white smoke with the hissing sound and started getting white, faded and old too. James had a bedroom where the attic is in my parent's house.
Dreaming that I was dreaming: At another part of the dream, I was shooting really fast on my stomach down some road, as if I was on a luge, except I wasn't. I had my arm out in front of me like superman. I dreamed that I was trying to do "lucid dreaming" (which I read about recently) in which one knows one is dreaming and can control one's dream. And I decided that I would be invincible and went through a wall, but it didn't quite work and I crashed after going through the wall, or something.
12.16.14 Dreaming about lab again
12.15.14 Dreaming about lab
12.13.14 First synthetic human baby, kittens and man studies frog genetics in a totally illogical way
Weirdness factor (5-6). Rating: Neutral. I apologize in advance. This one is rather disturbing and sounds like a bad dream, but for some reason, I had a neutral reaction to it while I was dreaming it.
Mr. McCormick's problem: I saw Mr. McCormick looking upset as he walked to Peavine parking deck and I asked him what was wrong (he's Emory's organic lab coordinator - I worked for him when I TAed organic labs). I found out later that his 13-year old daughter was missing (he does NOT have any kids in real life). However, it was an adopted daughter. He was part of this science convention / board that decided to build the first synthetic human embryo. They made one out of female, male and alien DNA, somehow grew her, and drew lots on who she would be adopted by. That person turned out to be Mr. McCormick. She had curly, light-red hair. He had a link to her vital signs on some device and they didn't look good at all. Rolando (Lynn lab) and I went with him to Africa to look for her, where her sensor said that she was. We knew that she was in the area around this large mansion, but we didn't know where. I left so quickly after I grabbed Rolando, that I didn't have shoes on at the time, and grabbed some from the Lynn lab, which turned out to be two black shoes, one a sneaker and one a fancy evening shoe, both right feet. When we got to the mansion, they wouldn't let me into the fancy part of it because of that (I think that's what was going on).
Looking for the girl: Mr. McCormick was looking for the girl with a magnify glass staring at the grass all around the mansion, like Rick Moranis in "Honey I Shrunk the Kids." In the dream, I wondered why he did that and if that meant she was small. I looked around too everywhere. We couldn't find her, and we had to leave back to the states. She died, and I told him I was so sorry. He was very upset. About that time I had a premonition about where she had been, and I went back to Africa to check. She was in a ditch next to the mansion that we had passed by but never noticed and was charred - but it looked like a boy's body, actually. Someone I knew and their friends were trying to discredit Mr. McCormick and I was SO angry about it - I told them how illogical and wrong that was - but they just kept right on thinking they were right.
Less sinister - orange kitten and coke machine needs kitten for receipt: I dreamed that I bought or rescued an orange kitten at some gas station-like place that could fit in the palm of my hand (I really want an orange kitten). There was also a regular striped one. Then there was this coke machine, and for some reason, in addition to a dollar that I was trying to put into it, there was also this orange handle attached to the coke machine that I was trying to slip an orange kitten through head-first (normal sized), and the machine would attach the receipt to the kitten's ear. The kitten was unharmed in this endeavor. I had trouble getting the kitten in though. And there were guinea pigs involved. I think. Or little fluffy balls of fur that were supposed to be those.
Man who studied frogs: There was a man studying frog breeding. He had turned himself into a frog too - green and large. He looked like a frog / toad cross. Most of him looked like a frog, but the front webbed feet resembled half-fingers and his face was faintly morphed into the frog face. He squirted frog sperm into the face of a frog and it swallowed some, made a face and fainted. Somehow, this resulted in the frog producing bizarre quad / etc types of eggs that were completely unnatural. He wanted to study the genetics of these. Of course, this makes no sense and is nothing how that works. I also dreamed about a dog in a carrier that had toys and wanted to be held.
12.11.14 Figuring out lab equipment, dad saving Apollo 17
In some kind of lab: In this one, I was in a lab trying to figure out how to do experiments, I think. I met Carol (from our lab) several times, and she told me she had told me the wrong concentration for her DNA at one point. When I went up elevators, the entire floor around me moved up and down, rather than me. There was Pravine (Lutz lab) on a computer at some kind of equipment station. It was a community equipment and read samples with this blue laser that started out broad and got thinner within a few seconds. Between readings, the computer would pop up mini games to play. Jan (our facilities manager) asked if I wanted to use one near his.
Student I had: I had a student (it was clearly a Sam-like student, but not Sam - a young Indian boy). He said that he needed to drive a friend and his dad because they didn't have a car to go buy an apartment. The wife didn't know they were going to do this. She hated shopping, and didn't care if they surprised her with something like that.
Riding in car with dad: I was riding in the van with dad, behind the driver's seat, looking out the window and listening to a comedian on some kind of speakers that dad was also able to hear, who was using the "f" word a lot. I didn't like it but I thought he was funny. He was asking why someone wacked him with a stick. We were drinking yogurt - those liquid Dannon probiotic ones you can get - except they were orange flavor. We got to our destination and dad asked if I had my yogurt, as we were getting out. We went to my Uncle Roy's house (it was supposed to be that but it looked nothing like it). There were a lot of beds in various states of tidiness. Oma was there doing something. I'm not sure why we were there, but we visited there several times.
Dreaming about dad saving Apollo 17: I dreamed I was dreaming that dad got called away for an indeterminate amount of time, to save Apollo 17. Something had gone badly wrong with its computers / IT. Before the space ship could come back, they needed to get something volatile out of the atmosphere first. Then (in my dream) I woke up in a hospital. At the time, I wasn't sure if there really *was* an Apollo 17, but I just looked it up. It was the final mission.
Portals into an alternate dimension: I don't remember this part very well, but there were these creepy bad people (like witches almost) opening portals to another dimension with magic. A copy of people could get trapped in them. In one of them that got opened we saw the soul of Spock (yes, as in Star Trek). We were trying to stop them. I remember sorting books and journals on our old hutch. One of the journals was covered with colorful feathers.
12.10.14 Exploring the ocean in a space suit and buying some pugs
12.9.14: Dreamed something, got too busy to write it, and forgot.
Weirdness factor (3-4). Rating: Neutral. I now have a new system - write notes to myself when I wake up so I don't forget. I thought the notes would spark memories of other things I had dreamed around them. Instead, to my surprise, not only did I find that wasn't the case, but a few of the notes I wrote I don't even remember dreaming any more anyway. Weird. Here's the piece from last night's.
Talking to Austin: I was talking to Austin Baker (first yr grad student, now in Jui lab) and I told him that it turned out my doctor was named Austin Praybu. For some reason, this was profound information. Austin was making green tea, which he forgot to drink.
Exploring the ocean floor: I was swimming around looking at the ocean floor, not in a diver's suit, but in some kind of space suit contraption with a big helmet with a clear front - basically - like a space suit - pointed down at the ocean floor. It could have been one of those old giving bell contraptions. I'm not sure what I was looking for. Dad threw stuff into the ocean.
The resilient truck: I was driving a truck - like a Ford pickup / SUV. Not sure. And drove it part way into the ocean. Somehow, I *knew* that this truck could survive salt and ocean water perfectly fine, and even could be submerged, except that of course, the engine fire would die if it got too water logged. That was the only thing holding it back. The truck drove into the ocean to rescue someone.
Buying colored / mutant pug puppies: We were moving to a new house. I found these people selling puppies - I called them pugs - they were kind of wrinkly - but they really weren't pugs. One had blue fur, one had green, one was white and one was a white mutant - it was just a head and neck - and it scooted around like an inch worm. The lady said she'd sell them to me for $94.60, but the mutant one was free. I held the mutant one and they took a picture of me. I went back home and found out that dad *really* wanted a pug puppy, because his other pug had died (we've never had one in real life). In this dream, we still had Clay, Sammy and Mango (our other dogs), and Suki and Spock were in the dream (two of our four cats). I asked him about it and he said to talk to mom, as he didn't think she'd agree. She was sleeping on the couch. I asked her, and she agreed to the plan to buy a puppy and said we should surprise dad by buying them all (even the mutant). I asked her how big the yard would be in the new house. I forget what she said. I tried to find the lady selling the puppies again, but I couldn't at first - instead I stood in line for a cat emporium for some reason - and the "narrator" (which I think was me, telling this story as if after the fact) at the time said, "If the line weren't on fire, it would do fine," speaking about how the line wasn't moving, and implying that someone or something in it was on fire. In the dream, I thought this was hilarious. I then found the pug lady - but it was someone else (who didn't know the pugs value apparently) - and said she'd sell them for $40 or $50. That was about when I woke up.
14.7.14 Pieces of something really unusual
I told someone that John and I were married but not to tell anyone because we hadn't announced it yet. And then I thought (in the dream) how strange that was, since we had been married a long time. (I suspect the dream was mixing up that for something else.) I drank someone else's coffee that was in a beaker by accident.
I was in a space ship - very cool interface - moving my arms and legs, trying to figure out how to fly it (the movements of the ship were connected with arm and leg movements). I remembered seeing Austin do it (first yr grad student). I wish I could convey how techno-space-age-cool it looked. I was apparently a bad guy shooting at good ships. I found out it could respond to voice command, which was good since I couldn't figure out the interface very well. "Go toward the arrow, go toward the arrow, go toward the arrow!" I said. And I shot at some good ships, in this area with multiple floating space stations and stuff.
14.5.14 Finding red lyrium and mountain resort
The Red Lyrium. I found some red lyrium (reference is from the game Dragon Age) but it didn't look the same as in the game. It was red crystal, but very striated. It glowed slightly. It looked like the crystal picture below, except dark red and like a block or tile of crystal, instead of a stick, and had the irregularity of a square of rock.
I picked one up and turned it over, and it was perfectly flat and pure, striated gold on the bottom. I broke one in half, and it was also pure gold all throughout. It was only red on the surface. They were absolutely beautiful, light weight (weird I know) and they gave off this shimmering sound. I tried to carry off a bunch in a glass bowl. But when I bent down to pick up more, the ones in my bowl started disappearing. I figured out it was due to this ... enemy group of people that protected the stuff and wouldn't let people take it.
At a mountain resort. My parents, my brother James, John and I went to this mountain resort. James was annoyed because he wanted to go somewhere (higher or further on?) but I didn't care, as long as I could play my computer game (probably Dragon Age 3).
Getting a bow. I was shooting a bow and arrow, trying to dislodge a bow that I wanted that was stuck to a bridge. But all I managed to do was knock it down out of reach onto another bridge lower down where a lot of other bows were stuck. I yelled in frustration and told James to fix it.
Power of flight. I somehow got the power of flight, and flew really fast (like near instantaneously) from a ledge back up to the mountain resort, which seemed to be in a gigantic rock face. My flying had something to do with confidence though, because I was afraid that if I saw how high up I was, I'd stop flying and fall. I walked into the resort and mom was really upset at me, because she said it was dangerous for me to be doing that.
12.4.14 Giant fighting, sick with cough, germs have bow and arrow
1. I was in Dr. Shapiro's lab working, visiting often between his and Dr. Saadein's. (Neither has a lab in real life. Dr. Shapiro is my former poli sci professor at Oxford. Dr. Saadein is my organic chem professor.)
2. While I was in these labs, I was sick with some kind of cough and had to have regular check-ups. I wondered if the doctors worried about catching strep, with all those coughing kids around.
3. I remember going up and down elevators a lot. Some guy tried to tickle me, and I threatened him with violence. He and his other friends ran away looking surprised and horrified.
4. There was a big, hairy giant fighting or wrestling something. He jumped over a river. I thought his jumping reminded me of John playing soccer. It was some kind of event I was attending.
5. I went up a mountain in one of those tram car things. It was very high up and scary. When I got out, Gates McFadden (Dr. Crusher from Star Trek the Next Generation), dressed up in her Dr. Crusher blue robe and everything was greeting people as they came out. She gave me a hug and told me that she'd heard I had two lightsabers setup "back there" and could she come see them? I said sure. I decided I'd get her autograph again, even though John had already gotten it for me earlier, because it was better to get it personally.
6. I got released from this hospital, but then circled around and entered it again, finding my way into another room, I think. This doctor listened to my lungs, I felt a huge wheeze, and he said I had bronchitus. I was sure it was pneumonia, but he said no. (This is hard to describe.) Yellow slime / particle germs were coating the table, and some of them, like little goo-people, were shooting yellow germ goo darts at the doctor and I with a little-goo-bow-and-arrow.
12.3.14 Glimpses of random misadventures
1. Me walking with a cane (same age, not old), saying something insensitive to a young girl, who ran off into a room and slammed the door, upset. Then I was upset at my thoughtlessness.
2. I offended Khalid; then tried to avoid that outcome again.
3. At one point I was outraged at Josh's (lab member's) ungratefulness, as he said his new iphone 6 was really not that great; and then I apologized, saying I'm glad he put up with me. (Ridiculous, since Josh is always raving about his iphone 6.)
4. We were at a beach house right near the ocean. The front of it had a path to the beach, but right behind it was full of large waves that scared me. There was this giant round island on a map, and Oma wanted to buy it.
5. While we were at the beach house, someone (I forget who) asked Weiwei (one of our post-docs) to bring he and his son to a picnic on the beach to drink tea - very specifically - to drink tea.
12.2.14 Giving a report
Rating Scales For Reference
*These ratings are based off of what I consider to be weird, rather than what other people do, so my ratings are likely to be consistently lower than others.
Awesome (9-10) - a favorite dream
Great (7-8) - I really liked this dream
Good (6) - on the up side of neutral
Neutral (5) - no opinion
Meh (4) - on the down side of neutral
Bad (3-4) - things disliked, really scary, disturbing, etc
Horrible (0-2) - anything completely terrifying, disturbing, etc
Why are my dreams often strange and fantastical?
Other people [the rationals] talk primarily about the internal, abstract world of ideas: theories and conjectures, dreams and philosophies, beliefs and fantasies --all the why's, if's, and what-might-be's of life. -- see here, Keirsey.com