17 AUG 2020 Hollywood Lucid Dream

Okay, so I dreamed about some weird things. First, don't judge me. Just enjoy my weird dream world.

I had a dream that I was part of a production team in Hollywood. I met Harrison Ford and some woman about producing a movie. We met at a dam overlooking a sun-filled valley, truly beautiful. I found out that we were each making a different movie set in the same world. Harrison told me to just "send me the script after you're done and I'll make it work." I thought it was odd but I left feeling confident that the movies would make sense. Oh yeah, we were all going to use some of the same locations to shoot scenes so the cohesion would be there. Anyway, next dream.

I also dreamt about Michael Jackson (RIP). In this dream I was a famous actor and blanket wanted to meet me do they came to my parents' house. Yes, I was there in my dream. Anyway, I went outside and Michael was driving some type of future car and I wasn't sure how to open the door or where to sit. Blanket sat squarely in the middle of the passenger side and was excited to see me. Michael pressed a button and the seat shifted backwards. The configuration of the door changed to match the interior. I got in and off we went. (Detour: I was at a friend's house on Friday and his kid got a splinter in his foot). One minute later and blanket starts freaking out about a cut and since Michael was driving I try to take care of it. Michael looks back and sees a little blood and freaks out. He jumps in the back and now the car is driverless. He says, I hope the car knows how to drive as we're careening down the wrong side of the road at 45 mph. Michael then grabbed some bottled water and started singing. He sprinkled the water on blankets hand with the splinter. He said "I can't let you die blanket." Was that weird?

I also had a short dream that I found hundreds of dollars but it turned out to be fake. Instead of $100 it was a $105 bill, $8.50, $55 bill etc. My wife was there and I showed her. We pulled into a construction site to dump the contraband. A crew was there moving trees to the top of a skyscraper. I watched them swinging overhead as we looked for a place to dump the fake loot. I called for a safety inspection when a 🌲 almost hit me. I then watched a worker, without a safety harness, slide down the building to talk with me about safety. He said they were good to go...and then invited us to lunch.

They had a treehouse there so I went inside. They were listening to the radio and interacting with it real-time. They were on a radio talk show playing a trivia game. The question was about a famous artist whose name ended in L. I chimed in, "there's only about 3 of them. It's probably Bill." Before they could answer I changed it. "Wait! It's Phil." There was a moment of silence. The radio responded. "Congratulations 🎉, you won!" I think either would have worked since I'm always right in my dream, but I do take pride in knowing about Phil Collins.