Dreamlog/06.14.10/The Bed, The Robowhore fire, and The Freeway Exit to Mexico.

I was in a real nice bedroom.

As if "real nice" were a color, or an atmosphere, it would be light blue. Whatever that means. Fresh I guess... like it was near a pool in the backyard.

Like I woke up in Rio.

The windows were open, and a bed was situated really low to the ground. Pull your bed frame out from under the box spring low - Just how I like it.

It was lush with plants, and also very intimate. Tucked in the backyard like a guesthouse, and about as big as a garage. It was either owned by my brother or part of his place...

*After waking up to take a piss, I remember one of my shipmates showing me a Green dry-erase marker for his rack, before I went back to sleep. He liked that I used one for reminders, and decided to gank my idea so that he could write reminders in his rack as well.

Next Dream...

As if I entered a video-scape (video game+landscape), I'm fighting off video game style terminator enemies by lighting them on fire with some sort of low-tech fire starter.

It was like a magnifying glass to an ant, and it would burn 'em up like a disco inferno.

There was an abandoned building in this post apocalyptic desert.

An Asian girl with a blonde feathered hairdo pops out of nowhere. Robowhore!

She's rubbing her whole torso. Either she had, or had taken off a skimpy stripper/hooker style bikini. She tells me she's hot, while she continues to rub herself seductively.

I don't even know if she's human. I tell her to keep rubbing herself, and then her chest starts to flame up a bit.

She just keeps rubbing! It doesn't even phase her that she's on fire.

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So I see a shantytown style alleyway, that leads to a television. An Asian advertisement appears promoting Robowhore. The repetitive mall kiosk type of advertisement.

Then in a separate scene, my shipmate AM3 Bean tells me that he took the I-25 exit to Mexico.

It's the closest exit to my location, but I think to myself that it may not actually go there. I still take it, driving my slammed Veedub.

...and I'm awake again.

Dreamlog/6.13.09/ Out to Sea/2 mg. Melatonin: The Duke of Ham, Keys, & The Boat-whore.

First of all, this dream was quite the amalgamation of sorts. There were 3 dreams, 2 connecting, and 1 transfer. Like Tom-Tom Club sung: There was "no beginning" and there was "no end". The main subject started off in a room.

The Duke of Ham, and a girl (who knows?) were involved.

The Duke of Ham was my roommate? Anyhow, I did him a favor by driving him somewhere in *my Veedub (*not my Veedub).

We ended up at a 1 room, 2 unit... room. There were 2 adjoining quarters in 1 room. It was "L-shaped" yet equal. There weren't any dividers, but there were separate sleep rooms, a shared bathroom and a shared kitchen. Like a big "Extended Stay".

The Duke of Ham had access, because he did someone a favor. He let me stay there with him, and it felt like we were hanging out on a Friday after work.

I recall a medium brown wood theme for the interior, including Orange curtains.

I saw a charger plugged into the wall. Somehow "Dee" is involved.

I took a shower and scrubbed my bod with an Avon shower-geI, still early in the day.

I told the Duke of Ham that "I have to do something, and I'll be back later".

Suddenly I'm in a different dream, and I have left my keys in the "room" from the previous dream. Somebody else picks me up. I now remember that my phone was left in that dream and think to myself "I'm Screwed".

I then magically find my keys and phone in the automobile I'm in, and we head back to The Duke of Ham's place. I call him saying that I need to get my Veedub.

*I woke up, and went into the next dream*

I was in a hallway, not necessarily on the

boat I was stationed on.

Well I saw this girl who I will refer to as Sunni.

She was walking towards

me, grinning with interested eyes locked "on target".

Keep in mind that in real life this girl was a total boat-ho, which is not what most ladies aim to be in the U.S. Navy!

I knew that she liked me, but we said nothing to each other. We were just walking in the same direction. It was a bigger hallway than a "P-way". The Duke of Ham reappeared and said something to me as we were walking.

Right as I responded "Yeah" to him, Sunni asked me to justify my attraction to her with a headnod.

So she thought the "Yeah" was for her, and now thought that I liked her...

...and I'm awake again.