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I haven't been dreaming of the 30's for a while, but I guess the Dreams, or whatever controls them, decided to give me the motorcycle I drove in them. For something that's about 81 years old, this thing is surprisingly as good as new. Kinda can't wait to take it out for a ride.

You know, one thing is being a super-hero in my world. Another ting is bringing my two best friends who are also super-heroes from other worlds here. BUT to completely loose one of those super-hero friends is not cool....

And than I had to take the other to 'band practice'.... I don't even know I'm still part of that band anyways....

Okay so these last few dreams were pretty amazing. Meet up with the besties. Silk and SW. Got scolded my SW for bickering with Silk (typical) as well as losing my transporter device.

But I think the best part was the look on everyone's face as all three of us bicker in the phone store

Heading out of town for the weekend. Got something I gotta do. Means I can't baby sit you folks so behave.

Holy crap I woke up with my dads detective badge on my night stand!! That's pretty awesome!

SO this dreams weren't so bad. Started out with me talking Harry into taking a suppressant after revealing myself to him. Than that night had a father/daughter moment with my dream dad. It was nice.

A Whopperito? Just because you can put two different foods together, doesn't mean you have to. That looks disgusting. You couldn't pay me to eat that.

Well it certainly is a strange feeling not having to prep for the upcoming semester now that I no longer am a teacher. I almost miss it While my work at Stark Industries keeps me busy during the day, there are evenings I find myself at a loss at what to do. I can't always tinker around on personal projects.

Any suggestions would be most welcome.

One thing is for sure, being not only single but newly broken up changes your perspective on movies. It's like I can't watch Moulin Rouge without feeling a little bitter. It's awful. I'd sworn I'd never be that person. I need to get over this asap.

You know, getting knocked out by your friends is sure to put a damper on things. But waking up to Capt. America fighting that said friend is just conflicting. And that Peggy Carter telling me I have to inject Harry so he can be sedated and taken to SHIELD is not my idea of fun....

Chocolate covered potato chips are surprisingly good. Addictive even.

I really wish I'd developed this.

Sup Valarnet. My friend Virgil told me about this place, gotta admit I didn't believe it (sorry Virg). but can you blame me? I still kinda don't believe I'm here right now, Orange County is a step up from Detroit. So, what do you all do for fun around here? Video arcade?

Ug between this wimp called Max, this thing called The Battery and fighting various Doc Ocs. My dreams are never boring but I would like ONE night of rest... Just saying....

So, these dreams, have they ever....given anyone anything? Abilities, I mean. Not actual objects.

I almost don't want to know. It seems a much better use of my time cooking dinner and watching the Mets play the Yankees on the home coast with my kid but, you know, three days after my last dream and I'm still dwelling on it. Might as well bite the bullet and ask.

I swear, these dreams are either comical or life threatening.... Sometimes, even a mix of both.

I've decided that the strangest part of these dreams is how you feel like you know a person, despite hardly knowing them (or maybe never knowing them at all) in real life. Sometimes I have to remind myself that I've only known people for a couple of months rather than years.

Does anyone else experience complete stories for their Dreams? I keep expect these to be going somewhere, but every night it's a new Dream with a new mystery to solve. Also...I still seem to be stuck in the earlier part of the last century.

So basically after leaving Earth 001, I ended up getting snatched by various Electros.... Fun times fun times....

Team Mystic?

No one can even say they have no idea about the whole Pokemon reboot craze going on basically. I have to carry around two port chargers just to keep my phone juiced up for 8-10 hours while I'm working lately. This is insane.

What's also insane is that I'm waiting to find Charizard invading one of my dreams at some point. Wouldn't be that bad, maybe I could have been a Trainer but nooooo I had to go and be Spider-Man. Maybe I'll find some spare parts and try and make himself a real pokedex, only I'll give it a real purpose. I dunno.

On the other hand, true life finally echoes my dreams. I got dumped! WTH!!!


Where are my fellow Team Mystic's at? C'mon...

While I would rather have privately messaged a few individuals to figure this out, since everyone I know seems to dream various versions of our world of superheroes, I thought it best to pose the question here:

Does anyone know of a man by the name of James Buchanan Barnes?

It seems the dreams have started a new tangent.

Really...A horde of Avenger zombies in Arcadia.... Fun times dream, fun times.

Not to mention I think me and MJ might of had a thing going on too.

Gotta say, these items from my dreams are pretty wicked. Just woke up to an inter-dimensional transporting watch type device. remember it from my earlier dreams.

Just dreamed about a place called Arcadia... Basically a place for female super heroes.

I was half expecting the surgery I had in my Dreams last night to bleed over. No such luck. Think it'll happen on a repeat? Fingers crossed.

It appeared suddenly, I thought it might go out the way it came in.

Has anyone ever... known something was coming, but when you finally dream it you can't..

You can't.

I don't even have a word for it. I woke up crying, and like there was a rift in my heart I didn't know I had and it just got filled.

And anger lord is there anger

Just can't catch a break in these dreams. Just minding my own business, quietly trying to knock off one more scumbag, when some asshole in a mask and horns kicks you in the face. Thanks, New York City.

Some days make up for bad weeks.

It was kinda fun kicking demons ass here and there.

Also seems I've been kicking ass in my dreams as well. Kicked Osborne's ass and Thor's ass. I'm feeling petty good about myself.

I started a new personal project and I don't know if I'm going to regret it yet or not.

These dreams are starting to get to me... I can deal with people trying to kill me, kicking bad guys ass.. but this... I can't deal with this...

Working out lately has been kind of a breeze...no real downside to that. I've been getting some amazing shots of the city that I might post up for the hell of it.

I think...I dunno, maybe I should talk to someone about this. I found a set of two steel based components on my nightstand a few nights ago. Ignored them really, then once I took them apart and realized that they were two trigger mechanisms I managed to find the pieces I needed around town and in scraps and fixed the Spinneret mechanism witch had a teflon turbine that this shear-thinning liquid came from and it reminded me a lot of the webbing that I have naturally...was this. Was this what I used as a kid?

It's so confusing but I got them working, I just don't know what to do with them, it's not like I need them. This isn't any technology I'm used to seeing, this is like some shit out of Stark Industries or something. I dunno, it's crazy.

Anyway, I need to get the hell out of my apartment and do something. This network is probably my best chance, who wants to go grab some french fries, or coffee, or whatever?

So apparently the last two nights have been interesting. First i learn about a group called the sinister six and than...I meet Spider-Ham.... He's a talking spider pig... Really multi-universes...

You get so use to your dreams you start to wonder what's real and what's a dream... With that said when it comes to these multi universes and alternate versions of people, some of them have similarities. Like Oscorp... I know something weird is happening in my dreams with this company and I;m going to find out what.

It's strange sometimes... Waking up from these dreams... And realizing this is reality.

So Monday is Memorial Day, I was thinking of maybe going to the beach. Work on a nice tan, clear my mind.

Anyone ever feel like there's this calm before the storm?

Sighs. Seems whatever friend I have in my dreams are either trying to kill me, or neglected or dead

Sighs. I wish these dreams would become nicer. Just fought the Green Goblin, who turned out to be another friend of mine.

So....somebody called the cops, I think? I..yeah, someone called the cops. I was sleep walking I guess? I'm not really sure how it happened but I'm stuck.

Stuck as in I literally can't move from where I am. Pretty sure I've been here since last night, and I had to send this with the help of Siri because I'm pretty sure if I try to move I'm going to fall from the side of my building...

I can't even explain how I'm still holding on, there's nothing to hold on to. But uhh...yeah if someone could make the cops just go away. That'd be great? Kate? Vanessa? I...ugh. Gwen Somebody? Do people maybe know how well superglue works? That's the only thing I can think of.

Screw this. Screw the dreams. Screw Osborne.

I'm so done with this stupid initiative.

I am taking liquid painkillers and going to sleep in a blurred state for a week hopefully.

So Matt Murdock is a dick in my dreams...

One of these days MJ is gong to kill me... I just had to fight some ninjas and people dressed as kittens at a stupid gig of hers.....

You know... It's no fun when the police are trying to shoot at you for stopping a villain. On a side note I was able to protect my dad again, as well as defeat Vulture.

But now I have some douche named Det. Castle on my ass, who mind you unmasked me! But luckily enough the smoke around us didn't allow him to see my face.

Also that sexist comment of 'you're a girl' annoyed me so I had to get one good hit in before escaping.

Sorry Det. Castle.

Okay Valarnet, on the heels of the super fun weekend I spent in a blonde (Hey Sharon, how's Viv, can I please come babysit soon?) I got a serious question for you guys out there that wake up with nifty new skills.

How likely is it that, one day, I will wake up shooting lasers from my eyes? (Please be aware, I can do this in my dreams, it's not just a random thing I cooked up.) And is there a way I can sort of save my dad the stress and worry of having to rebuild to roof of the house? (Especially since it stands to reason he might need to do it three times.)

Up until now, I never actually worried about it. But now, with the body changing and werewolves being a thing I now accept as normal everything, it's best to get a jump start on this.

What the hell!? I return home to New York and I get attacked by some dude named Vulture?! Seriously?!

Wow... I finally had something from my dreams come through!

Also, seems in my dreams I'm back home. Apparently, I'm from New York.

I just found out that today was like National Superhero Day. So, happy Superhero Day to the rest of you who also dream about being heroes. My dream self would never do something like this. He's such a brat.

I swear these dreams are gonna give me a heart attack.. Least the inheritos are defeated and their home turned into a save haven for Spiders.