EDM clubbers and the pirate who can't spell

I went down into the woods near our old townhouse, entering down the hillside path near Bob's house. At the bottom of the slope, where the creek passes by, a large group of guys were having out, listening to electronic dance music. They were dressed for clubbing, I suppose.

At first I approached timidly, expecting for some reason that they would be hostile upon my intrusion. I sort of passed through, down to the left, then set about climbing some rocks over the creek to get a better perspective. A guy with short blond hair, pretty Scandinavian-looking, saw me and helped guide me in getting the right footholds to get up.

At the top of the rocks, maybe ten feet above the ground, I found what looked like a sliced-off section of a metal boat, with seating, so I sat there and watched the gathering. Somebody mentioned to me that this hunk of boat belonged to a guy nearby (sitting higher up on another raised hunk of something) who was kind of dressed for yachting -- I think he had a skipper hat and maybe an eyepatch. They noted that he lamented his inability to spell, due to being a pirate.

Hugging at Hogwarts

At a school/academy with a bunch of classmates. We are almost to our classroom, in a semi-covered courtyard reminiscent of a place in Hogwarts (a small open central grassy area with covered corridors surrounding it). A couple classmates are teasing me about this girl that I like (also present) who likes me too. She was cute (in a wholesome sort of way), somewhat short, shy, and golden blonde. I couldn't decide who she reminds me of in real life, but she seemed very familiar to my waking mind.

Because of my classmates' prodding, rather than being ashamed for no reason, and despite no official relationship between us, I walked over to her and gave her a hug from behind and started talking to her. Worked out pretty well.

Chez Travolta?

I and 20-30 others all came as a group to a fancy restaurant owned by somebody famous. (We saw John Travolta eating at one of the booths, so we were trying to remember if he was the owner.)

This lighter-skinned black lady, part of our group, with bushy hair that stuck out maybe two feet on either side (but with little height to it), was wandering around, trying to decide where to sit. She seemed extremely antisocial, because every time she got close to interacting with someone, she would look away all funny and move off in a sort of prance. She ended up sitting at the booth next down from mine, with her back to me. Eventually another woman came to join her, but as soon as she sat down, the antisocial lady popped up out of the booth, looking away and prancing around some more.

The dish I got was some sort of Turkish curry chicken dish. Someone down in the far corner had ordered the same thing, but spicier, so I was momentarily confused when the waitress walked past me calling out the name of the dish. Then I got mine.

Odds-and-ends shop, "queer" sized clothes and weird instruments

Stopped into a store that carried all kinds of odds and ends.. There were clothes, crafted jewelry, lip balms, etc. After a while in the store I realized there was also a section with musical instruments. Most of the items were second hand, especially the musical instrument section. There were signs near the door stating that they carried "queer" sizes for some of their clothing, with certain larger dimensions. The only clothes I noticed with that designation were some shoddy looking sweaters.

I wandered the store for a while, ducked out, realized I had nothing better to do (plus I think my curiosity was piqued by the sign about "queer" sizes), and came back in. The guy and girl at the front desk (free spirit artsy types, probably in their twenties or thirties) cheered when they saw me again, as if I had been their best customer of all time, despite that I had never bought anything. I guess they were glad to see a familiar face from 30 seconds ago.

After some more poking, I finally caught sight of the musical instruments. Most of them were guitarish, with a few bowed instruments interspersed. There were one or two other people poking around the area too. The first "guitar" I picked up was more like a bass guitar (left-handed), dull brown colored, but the strings were really odd. The largest string looked like it was made of bamboo, around a centimeter thick at its widest point, and tapering to perhaps half of that towards one end. Plucking it produced no real respectable sound. The next string was much thinner, more like a typical bass guitar string's width, and I couldn't tell what material it was. It sounded a bit higher, but without much of a sustained note. There were three more strings, all a little thinner than the second, but identical to each other in thickness and pitch. And all equally dull. As I put that instrument back down on the chair where I had picked it up (balanced precariously against the curved, arched back of the wooden chair), I noticed a sign that said to be "conservative" in touching the instruments.

So I looked at, but didn't touch, a bunch of other guitarish instruments. Finally, one of the women who worked there came out of nowhere and handed me a Les Paul, hoping I would play a little. It was totally out of tune, so I tuned it up by ear (twice, because the changes in string tension on the first run knocked the lower strings back out of tune; people commented on this as they looked on). I was particularly taciturn this whole time, mumbling something or other when I had the guitar tuned. A mild crowd was starting to gather.

Just as I was waking up, I had decided I would play Tombstones, by Dave Klinger.

Not visiting the royal family of Japan

Earlier, I went to visit the royal family of Japan. Their hall was a big, fairly square setup, with normal house height ceilings. Aesthetic seemed kind of Greek. Lots of marble. There was a name on one of the walls, I think it was the royal princess's name. One of the words was Inouye, the other was something like ??kibuki. I recalled having visited the princess before a while ago and we seemed to get along okay, but I was shy about running into anyone this time, since they probably wouldn't know who I am anyway. I just kind of walked around the perimeter of the hall.

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In an elevator, trying to get to the fifth floor, with a sort of familiar Asian dude there with me, like we'd met before but didn't really know each other. He was headed to a different floor, apparently above 5. The button light turned off as we passed 5, but the elevator didn't stop. We both thought it was weird. I pressed the button again, to catch it on the way back down. Again, it skipped 5 and went down to the first floor. I decided to get off and take the stairs. But, getting off, I was in an eating area, sort of open, food courtish, with a TGIFish atmosphere. I saw Dave K and Ben and a third guy standing leaning over a high table and they saw me and I decided to go over for a bit. (I was under the impression that this building & floor were the same general area where the royal hall was, not too far off from it.)

Girl on the bus; mountain tunnel. Dance?

On the bus, a girl: medium-tall height, brown hair, window seat, straight white smile.

"What're you, some kind of dentist?" says a guy nearby on the bus. Glad he said something so I don't just feel dumb in the silence.

Mountain road pull-up to the bus tunnel, coasting uphill, I get out, go through the tunnel on my own. Successive tunnel doors begin to close as I walk through them, but I eventually get out.

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"How'd you get up there?"
Dance. "I'm starting to not suck so much." "Nah, you're really pretty good."

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Woke up with a DDR song stuck in my head.

E 3 1 0 0 B 1 3 1 3 3 G 2 2 2

That's the one.

Boston Word Menu Listening Center

In a restaurant, near the restroom, I run into a young-looking woman, though she must be at least 35... not too long red hair... she turns out to recognize me because when I was much younger — 3.5-4 years old or so — she was my tutor/mentor/instructor or something at the Boston Word Menu Listening Center (?) to aid me in coping with poor ability to focus my hearing/attention... she seems pretty excited to have found me, and I get her to sit with us at our table... she across from me, mom & dad on either side... however, she seems somewhat shy or alienated around them...

Slip sliding at Sam's Club

Playing Half-Life (more likely TFC) - there's annoying sound every time I press Ctrl. Had trouble muting the wav file.

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At a warehouse store like Sam's Club or BJ's - looking around what I had expected to be the computer section - but it was not. Although there's some interesting Star Wars memorabilia on a shelf...

Heading towards another aisle with my mom, running and sliding very well on the smooth floor; we go up an aisle, I'm still doing that and a young woman comes up behind me doing same... we look at each other, she starts to walk off, and I wake up.