The Melancholy of Missed Moments

If you like to read what I write, you should know by now how much I hate missed moments!
Those of you who don’t, or are knew here obviously won’t, so here’s what’s been bugging me: I go out with my video camera and see some big, beautiful, thick woman to video tape and post a legal, candid vid clip of on blackstreetbbw, but when I do (or don’t!) she does something really cool that I miss! Even though I had my camera on me! Especially if it’s something you do see, but really don’t see every day, or even every six months-to-a-year-or-more for that matter. Or, sometimes I miss the whole video because my camera’s broken or turned off and I definately count those as missed candid camera moments.
Here’s the collection of ones-that-got-away moments that really got on my nerves and got me to write this rant:

>Pretty big cleavage bouncing a lot down some steps in a city I don’t live in

>A top heavy teen doing a long distance running hug

>A pregnant woman with nice boobs using the platform area created by her belly and boobs to help her carry extra grocery items

>A woman with a skirt so short you could see her drawers when she got on the bus!

>A woman who went out in public to a fast food resturant in her panties after a concert!

>A skinny girl with really big boobs running to get out of a car’s way in a parking lot.

>A woman with a shelf booty with her child resting her head on it!

>A booty so big it was bouncing pronouncedly when the owner pulled up her jeans (ADDED LATER)

I get the feeling at times that I could actually retire happily from bbw candid videography if I’d actually gotten all the missed moments on tape and on site. I look back on all the hot thicky moments I’ve missed- a few of which may not ever come back- and console myself by saying I have many years ahead I can still use for surprise experiences, and that most of those things will happen efore me again in life at least once.

Last note of the day: With all the bbw footage I already have, I want to shift blackstreetbbw‘s focus from just the best big women to the best big women moments. Of course, I still have to have the best big women around on tape though, no matter what they’re doing!

New Annie K Videos on YouTube

Remember, if you’re not a huge fan of Annie K, you can still always click here to drop by my website instead.







There are a lot more Annie K videos available! Check out the rest of the Annie K videos on AnnieAndLinds’s YouTube Channel, or view even more of them on BehemothLegion’s DailyMotion Channel!

New Annie K Pictures!: Busty Stuff from Newer Annie K Videos

Annie K’s pics are below, under the text!


I can’t say this stuff is 100% new, because it all revolves around videos of the young busty big boobed white beauty, Annie K, that you might’ve seen already over on DailyMotion (or maybe YouTube, but probably DailyMotion, since YouTube seems to suck for Annie K stuff.), but it is new pretty much though, because I made this stuff myself. I’m still on the hunt for Annie K’s Facebook or MySpace or whatever source page for all her new stuff and thought in the meantime I should finally vidcap the Annie K boob videos like I do my own videos. Everybody seems to have to come to me for thier Annie K fix now, now that the great GuyInTheBack is gone offline. TheGuyInTheBack really, really had an incredibly awesome boob site. Looks like the master of Annie K is me now, and there’ll be no more free Busty Treasure pics. I personally have a ton of pics of Busty Treasure, including high quality vidcaps I personally made, but I really don’t want to get in trouble with Busty Treasure for posting her pics on my blog like TheGuyInTheBack originally did. People are coming to me for Annie K now, so I’m glad I’d decided to start posting her (see my sidebar?), but now I better get on with getting to her pics, so here they are!

RIGHT CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD THE ZIP FOLDER OF HER PICS!





The Last Picture Posting for A Minute: A Delayed Candid Trip and the Delayed Busting Story to Go with It.

If you found this page from a search engine, you probably found it because of my picture tags! The pictures are below!
I’d meant to post this little blackstreetbbw.com story and picture set a month ago, but then my ShareAPic account went down and my problems went up. With all the text on this blog now, and all the text that’s coming when I get to typing my upcoming ‘blackstreetbbw webmaster goes to jail’ journal stories, and with my need for fresh blackstreetbbw.com members and traffic, I figured I really needed to get this in after all. Plus, it’ll fill an open day spot on my May post blogging calendar, so here goes… The busting story’s at the bottom.






















































































































So what’s the busting story?
Turns out I already told it here!

The Unluckiest Candid Camera Lucky Day Ever: My BBW Dreams Became True, Then Became A Nightmare!

The following very sad www.blackstreetbbw.com story could have been prevented if more people had been clicking my LargeFriends link on my Links Page and setting up FREE BBW Dating profiles so I could’ve had a better spy camera by now! If you click this link, then the LargeFriends link at the top of the page, then setup a free bbw dating profile, blackstreetbbw will get paid!!! That money’s going towards a new candid camera people! I need that NOW in order to be all ready for summer! I’ve already missed two days of very exciting bbw events and the end of the other university’s school year! (The part worth the bus trip, anyway). If you want to help www.blackstreetbbw.com get money to get that camera to get that candid camera you always wanted to see on there, but you don’t want to pay any [extra]money, now’s your big chance! Click that LargeFriends link on my Links Page and setup a free profile before you leave! Right now I’m liquidating possesions on eBay like crazy, but I sure could use some more help from you guys, all you bbw lovers. Think of what your reward’s going to be? Need help visualizing your reward? Read on.
    Now, on with the sad story…
  I’m supposed to be compiling the video file’s I’ve already edited so I could deliver the www.blackstreetbbw.com update I’ve promised, but I couldn’t even look at a blackstreetbbw video until after I got this ranty story out of my system!
I went out to work early this morning, and I made the descision to take the alternate route home because of a sign I saw for a free mini festival at a nearby church that I could swing by on my way home. You know how big church women can get. Well, I set out after work, but found almost zero. One good woman in the grocery store that I was supposed to be buying more toilet paper in but didn’t (recipe for trouble, I know), and of course, the pregnant woman who ‘led’ me to the place where I saw that flyer while I was outside spending my break. That little church event basically turned out to be some boys shooting hoops with a few women, including the very pregnant one, sitting there looking at them, but there was food- to buy. I rode past there dissappointed with no clue of how good a descision it was to take the downtown route home…
  I saw unusually high traffic downtown- gridlock in fact- and thought I better put off going home until I found out where all these people- mainly women- were going. That could have been one of the best blackstreetbbw choices I ever made, because it pretty much literally made my dreams come true!
  Have you read this post? Or this one? Well, those were my recent bbw candid camera dreams, and when you put them together, tone the two biggest women in them back down to realistic proportions and remove the models, that’s what was happening to me in real life!!! I got to live my candid camera dreams!
They were having a set of small festivals downtown on the water! I didn’t know that! Things started out pretty slow for a moment, which is how I like it. Give me a chance to survey the place and get my gear ready before you hit me with the women. And when I got hit with the women, did I get hit hard! The first little festival was about to end because it was scheduled to end the same time that weak church carnival I almost missed and needed to miss did. That was a children’s festival hosted by the park service and sherrif’s office. I don’t even think I need to say anything about going into a place like that to shoot candids and coming out without a scratch. It ended before I had time to find trouble, and I followed the crowd to the next festival to have my balls almost blown off by the upcoming sights! I got over there… it took a minute to see the first one… then… BAM A booty queen! Very much like the woman I used to call ‘The Booty Queen’ until she sort of got ‘usurped’ by another, except smaller… but still! I was like ‘Damn! First thing I see!’ I was taping her, but had to stop because another woman I needed to tape walked up, and then another before I could get back to her!
The woman I miss the most out of this is this real short thunder thigh woman who walked up. The fact that she was walking up from the distance would normally’ve meant I’d gotten my coveted, perfect thunder thighs rubbing together frontal shot already, but with this woman, man, the best was still to come. I had the best thunder thigh fronatal day ever. The best of the above woman being yet to come’s a good thing, though, because I couldn’t do her right right then! I had to whip the camera off another bbw to get to her, and I had to let her go because that junior booty queen had a frontal for me too that I didn’t want to miss, and even after that, I still could not go back after that thunder thigh shorty because a tit-tacularly ginormous bbw with a low cut blouse had bounced onto the scene! That video had everything it took to become the best Big Breast Video on blackstreetbbw! For real. There were pregnant women and other bbws and women around very worth taping too, including a mature with a big jiggly ass, in white pants, so you could see it all. All of that, and that was just the vendor area outside the festival! I hadn’t even gone inside it yet, but my thunder thigh thicky had, so I had to too! Even the grandmothers there were sexy (at least for older women lovers, if not everyone!), a fact driven home when I walked past ‘pear festival granny’ on my way to through the gate. I cannot remember the last time I saw a little old white lady with an ass like that. After shooting several high value subjects inside the festival, I finally caught up with the thighs to remember inside, and I tell you you’ve never seen thighs that thick and fat on a woman that short before! Plus, she had short legs for her short height, so with those thick rubbing rub tubs she was walking with, just seeing her move around was a sight to behold, and one my camera beheld well. I did so well inside the festival’s main area, but that’s also where I made what turned out to be the fatal mistakes, even though that ran against what I’d been thinking and seemed to be the safer area than the security filled vendor area. But more on that later
  I was in rare form today! Everything was going my way! This is the first time in the site’s history that I went out and did everything right! And I mean everything! Even in my best videos, I can almost always find something to complain about somewhere, but not here. Not today. Every video was perfect from beginning to end. It was amazing. No glare, missed shots, off shots, color contrast proplems, shaky camera, people in the way, too bright, too dark, too fuzzy, camera acting up, angles messed up, overly cautious shooting, too close to have her all in the frame, too far away, missed the best moment. None of that, or anything else, anywhere in any of the clips. Today’s videos had the most consistenly high quality I’ve ever produced. And my techniques were all on point. Old tech, new trick, eveything was working, and the women were so ‘cooperative’ as subjects. I had this one woman where I got the best thunder thigh rubbing frontal ever because I was walking in front of her with the cam aimed behind me, and she was right up on me too. If I’d stopped she’d’ve run into me. And I had ‘flying shots’ worth dying for almost. So long, good, and well aimed. P.O.V. shots, lots of big cleavage and bouncing breasts and great shots down on the booty. I went through the whole day without making a single mistake of any kind. I was looking at the vids thinking ‘Man! I don’t even have any watch-her-from-afar-‘breaks in my videos! Everything is close up well shot and good as hell is bad! Damn!’ I had truely outdone myself! There was virtually nothing ‘average’ on my memory card at all! Everything was good! Even the little vids from before I got to the festival were good enough to call great! The only video on the card with even a single flaw was the huge pregnant video I described at the beginning of the story.
But then things turned dark…
  I ended up having to delete everything on my entire memory card!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!All that incredible lost booty and titty jiggling!!!!!!!! AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What happened? Security happened, and they would’nt be shaken either. If I’d had a better camera like the one I’m trying to get, I wouldn’t’ve gotten complaints at the festival where I’d been busted, and this would not have happened.
  One of the many things I did right was knowing when it was time to skedaddle. I left at just the right time, but a moment’s hesitiation and too low speed cost me. I got into a worse case class secnario, but my luck still hadn’t run out! I was taping this girl, and her man busted me, not her. He didn’t say a word. He just tapped me on the shoulder, looked at me,frowned and shook his head, and I didn’t say a word either. I just left. If only I’d left straight away without hesitating to hit the record button and make a goodbye pass of a big reared ssbbw that was there on the other side of the giant bush I was hiding behind. I was unsure as to which way path I should use for my exit, but any immediate choice would’ve been better than the one I made, because if I’d walked as fast as I thought I should’ve been walking (I wanted to run, but that’d be too obvious), I’d’ve been out of that spot by the time the park ranger who’d, unbeknownst to me, had been walking around the place looking for me. Good thing I was moving around or he would’ve caught me totally by surprise, but now, because I’d stalled in my confusion, he got me in a way I almost totally expected instead. I did my usual run routine- the one that successfully got me out of the mall with a bunch of guards at my back, and that got me out of Wal-Mart several times: Ignore his call (except at Walmart there were almost no calls), and… Get. Off. The premises. Now! That worked in the past because they gave up the chase when I got out of the place and kept moving away, but it didn’t work on them. I even used the street as a chance to run and ran across it, but seeing me getting away walking over the previous block+, they’d already started to jog before we even got to the street, and they ran across it too and caught up with me on the other side. I really hadn’t wanted to look behind me and see and believe they were still on me, or even that it had become ‘they’, instead of just ‘him’, so I didn’t get those last details of the story until they caught up with me.
Then, of course things got worse from there. They knew I was videotaping people and not just following them around. The ‘main’ guy told me that, unlike in stores and stuff, it is illegal in VA parks to videotape people in a sexual manner without their knowledge and that they had signs up somewhere. I could see this was getting bad, and wishing I’d been able to make it to my ride in time, but I was still hopeful at least I’d get out of this. The first time I actually needed to have crappy footage on my memory card just happened to be the the time I was walking around with footage of record setting quality.

  If my video’s’d acutally been a little off, I might still have them all. The one ranger told me to show him the footage, but the first vid I set running for him was probably the only piece of imperfection on the card, and so was so short it was over by the time I handed him the camera, pointing out the battery was about to die. My camera is usually set to play through all of the videos because it took me so long to figure out how to do something else in playback mode that I just leave it like that, and it loops through all the vids once in gets to the end, so it was showing him that early stuff. “Can you show me footage from the event?” he asked. I’d thought I’d set him to watching the festival stuff, but he said it was showing stuff from a grocery store. Once I got him watching real stuff, it was all over. Every video I had on me was so good, there was no denying what I was trying to do. “I thought you said you weren’t videotaping people.”
“No, I told you I was videotaping. I just said I wasn’t following anyone around, like stalking them.”
“Okay, what you just showed me was you videotaping a woman’s butt. It’s against the law to videotape people in a sexual manner without thier knowledge in a public park.”
I knew candid videography is legal, but the ‘in Virginia parks’ part was news to me, so my surprise was geniune. The videos I had were all so good that after just one or two vids, he’d had enough already, and I had no idea what was going to happen to me. I just knew things were going to go well enough, for some reason. It’s not like I was going to get sentenced to like, life. What I didn’t expect was for them to give me a warning with a condition: That I delete everything on my memory card!
  He handed my cam to me for me to do that, and I’m just trying to find some clever way to get out of this with some of that hot stuff I’d shot, or at least watch some of it first! Where was that soaring big titty video? I there was no memory card in the slot. Did that mean I was using the flash memory the whole time?! I asked him if they’d slipped the card out while I wasn’t looking, but I really did forget to put the card in after I’d finished the data upload at home. So I tried to find some way to slip my blank spare in there and somehow do some kind of deleting and saving, but they weren’t fooled by the ‘NO FILE’ message from off the card. He “didn’t want me to get to keep that”. I asked the one guy, and he said so. He’d gotten three complaints about me. It was kind of nice to hear exactly how many times I’d been reported so I could guess who got me, and think of what I did wrong and learn from it after the fact. I was out there trying to watch my precious and soon to be gone videos, hoping that watching them would kill the battery. The indicator said empty, and watching vids always made the battery drain fast, especially if I started seeking through the files, so I was hoping my bullshitting would finish it off, and I believe the cops saw right through my “It’s taking a minute ’cause I don’t do a whole lot of deleting.” excuse. These guys saw through everything. No faking a dead battery, not even when the cam went off suddenly when I removed the memory card. They had to confirm. At least they didn’t give me grief over the needle I had on me. I have to use a needle to get the memory card out because the boneheads who designed the slot decided not to spring load it. The cop even asked me what the folded up piece of paper in my camera was (I use that to keep the cam from moving around in the case.) In the end, even the battery was too perfect for me today. It just wouldn’t die, and I was faced with the option of either deleting everything, or having them call the ‘real’ police, not just park rangers. After I deleted everything, the black ranger- the one who hadn’t said much up to this point- decided to tell me the ‘moral of this story’, and they ended up letting me go. But what a price…

I got to thinking I should say more about this later, so I’ll tell you my future thoughts on this in a future post.

Pieces of A Dream: Really, Really Big Breast in High School, and A Bust for Almost Every Pair

Any kind of work you do regularly will influence your dreams, so working for the candid camera site, blackstreetbbw.com is doing just what it’s supposed to: generating enough dreams that eventually, once I get my drawings and scanner together, I’ll be able to make a Dreams Category on this blog. I bet people will click on it too! BBW and SSBBW candid camera dreams?! What an intriguing subject! (Especially when the dream’s not so wet that reading about it becomes too nasty for some to stomach! XD )
While we’re on the topic of bbw dreams, why don’t some of you reader guys leave some comments on how some of your dreams go, since I’m talking about some of mine? It’s not like you’re being asked to discuss all of your dreams, just like I’m not discussing all of mine. How do your dreams go? Do you see weird patterns or recurring themes in yours? Look just after all the tags at the bottom of this post, or click here to leave your comment!
  This dream I had last night really came to me all in pieces and it took a while to get on to this subject because my dreams do a huge ammount of transforming from one place and subject to another. Sometimes sudden. Sometime sudden. Always inconsistent. Of course I don’t remember much of this dream, but I think the beginning, the unimportant part, was heavily influenced by some ‘Angry Video Game Nerd’ videos I’d been watching and laughing my ass off over. (Google that term if you like old video games and foul language.)
Anyway, when the dream got ‘on target’ I was visiting my old high school as an adult, but there was a wierd combo morph thing going on, because it was like, I was an adult out of college, but still in college, but not grad school… but it’s like I was back in high school and living with my mom, and she was picking me up after school, even though I wasn’t attending high school any more, and all of that was combined with my Virginia Beach & Neighborhood Night Out and Carnival Posts blog posts. Weird? Before I finish the story, I feel like discussing what I saw outside in this dream and caught on my candid cam:

I’M GOING TO FINISH THIS POST LATER, SINCE I REMEMBER ALL I CAN REMEMBER, AND I’M GOING TO SLEEP… MAYBE TO HAVE ANOTHER [candid boob]DREAM?
*Returns after getting up and procrastinating finishing this dream blog post due to disliking of old pic host and liking of the ‘*’ symbol*

Nope. Had a big booty dream though. In fact, I was gone so long I had two. I’ll tell you about that, and more about this big bust dream (yes, I still remember!) later.

Huge Calves!!: The Biggest BBW Calves I’ve Ever Seen Anywhere!

I JUST discovered yesterday’s huge calves ssbbw woman, and then… I find some mature woman in real life, in public, in the fleshy flesh, on candid camera- MY candid camera, my www.blackstreetbbw.com shapely bbw candid camera, that tops her! Already! Wow! What a coincidence with the timing- right when I saw the biggest calves on MySpace and thought I could never beat them! Yesssssssssss!!!!!!!! (Okay, maybe she doesn’t win by that much but you can click over to yesterday’s post and decide for yourself how much this woman, who’s calves actually scrape on the ground as she walks wins by.
I can scratch one of my ‘all time’ goals off this list (a post), but it feels strangely unsatifying. Bad? No! It’s just that she’s a different shape from the giant basketball office calf monster described in that post, so there’s no feeling of ‘Now I don’t need to look for this any more”. Nope, the feeling is “I need to do it again some day now!” I won’t tell the story here, because you know I’m gonna tell it someday when I put the full length video up on blackstreetbbw, so let’s just get on with the huge calves pics!






Don’t forget that I have a lot more of her, so if you want to see more (or if this isn’t what you like but you like extreme bbw), then check back with www.blackstreetbbw.com some time!

New Super Pear Woman Discovered and Caught on Candid Camera!: Black Street BBW Annihilated by Big Booty Unlimited on YouTube!

The biggest, widest, sexiest, candid, black big booty sista on the ‘net, with one of the craziest waist-to-hip ratios in the world.
  Okay, after posting this without permission, I’d kind of felt that I’d posted it wrong and should take it down, but now that I’ve talked with BigBootyUnlimited and recieved permission to repost this, I better do it, and do it properly this time. I can even embed it now, so you don’t have to go to the channel to watch it, but you should go there anyway, because BigBootyUnlimited has a good strong number of really good big booty candids, and they do not dissapoint.


I will say this now only to ward off the ideas of people who may be thinking the videographer was crazy for not making this video longer: there is more footage of this woman. However, do not go over to his YouTube channel to beg, and do not make any posts anywhere about how I told you that more of her is coming or anything like that. Just like I have a massive archive of unposted stuff for blackstreetbbw sitting on my hard drive, waiting to be edited and posted in future updates, he, like any active candid videographer, has unposted footage. I don’t really like it too much when people badger me over future stuff when I’m not ready to post it because I’m working on something else (not that that happens very oftern), and I’m certain that this man will not be happy if a bunch of people go bug him, so do not do that. Just know that this man was too smart to just let that go at just what you saw there. You’d have to be either crazy, or in trouble to get away from something that good that quick.
In fact, don’t even tell anyone I told you I heard there was more. Just know it. That, and subscribe to Big Booty Unlimited, so you can get all of his hot, frequent updates. I did. And if you like big candid booty, I’m pretty sure that one day you’ll log into your YouTube account and see that BigBootyUnlimited has just uploaded the big booty candid of the decade!

Jiggling Breast Free Video Success: My YouTube Video Got A Comment On It’s Very First View!

Wow! This Blackstreetbbw.com Preview Video got a comment after just two views! Cool! I think it might’ve gotten a comment from it’s very first one, but it probably came from the second viewer.



Still, isn’t that cool?
Why not take some pics of her too? Make sure you SCROLL THROUGH these galleries, because as you keep clicking next or previeous Blackstreetbbw.com keeps getting paid- and you keep getting a new pic to view! Click a pic below to get started!

Black Street BBW Celebrates it’s 100th Blog Post with Mio!

WHOA Mama!

I know I probably shouldn’t be using a video that really looks like it was taken from a member’s area of a paysite and reposting as a post here- and thus using it to indirectly promote my own website www.blackstreetbbw.com, but I think that letting the few- or many- peeps left that still don’t know about Mio know what’s up, and thus directly helping her will make up for it.
I remember once emailing a member about UniquelyMadeDiva and telling him about Mio too, only to find out he hadn’t heard about her yet, and even though that was a minute ago, that’s a portion of my inspiration if you will, for making this post. Maybe some people love massive real racks but still haven’t heard of this wonderful girl
Miosotis
Here’s the link to her website She’s got one of the biggest natural racks in history! Look at her [pretty much]slim and stacked body, and then compare that to a video of Chelsea Charms to see the many, many subtle differences between the way giant real and giant fake boobs move. You will love this video below, so…
If you’ve never seen her before, CLICK THIS PICTURE LINK FIRST to watch the DailyMotion video that inspired me!!!

Click this picture to see the unbelievably amazing video on dailymotion


Then go join her website!! Then go join www.blackstreetbbw.com!

Amazing Breasts That Hang Down to Her Knees!!

Two reminders before I start this post.
First off, don’t forget to visit blackstreetbbw.com for the most incredible women I have personally found.
And second, clicking on picture links and scrolling through the galleries helps blackstreetbbw make money, and so does link clicking on my links page, so please click some links on there from time to time and vote for blackstreetbbw! not enough people are doing it here.

Now onto the amazing big breasts webfind blog post and link!

I believe these breasts are totally real because fake breasts that size don’t LOOK or MOVE anything even vaugely like that. Think Chelsea Charms. Plus, if a girl gets a boob job that big, she’s the opposite of shy, and would definately show her face. In fact, now that I’ve just remembered Chelsea Charms, I don’t even think doctors will allow a woman to get implants like this… and they wouldn’t look like this. I’d bet all the money I’ve got that they’re real. If you click the profile icon for the person who uploaded this, you can find ONE MORE VIDEO of her, but this one is the good one.
No more talk. Click the link below, set your face to stunned, and find out why the blog I found this on contained no text except “Holy Shit!!!”
THIS IS THE INCREDIBLE CLICKABLE VIDEO LINK!!!!
Boobs can get bigger than this I know, but only bbw boobs can do it.

If anybody knows where to find more of her, let me know the link, or email me if it’s a file you have and I’ll tell you how I can accept it!

Candid Dreams with the Camera Off

Feels like an odd coincedence that Yahoo! had a featured article on thier home page about remembering your dreams and deciphering thier meanings to you, because I’ve been giving a lot more thought and attention to the details of my dreams lately, and why I’ve been seeing certain new things in mine or why I haven’t had more dreams about candid videography working so hard on blackstreetbbw.com. (I know sometimes- like maybe now- it feels like I just let it slide because I take too long to update it or clean things up, but I actually work on it or think about it a lot when I’m not doing anything else.)
  The last time I slept before reading that article about the most common dream types- none of which I’ve had in a long time, I had not one, but two candid camera related dreams. Not bad, considering that I usually don’t have any, despite blackstreetbbw always at least running around in the back of my mind somewhere. That is how it works- I go places and do other things, but I’m always ready with a camera for blackstreetbbw work, even if I’m talking to or hanging with a female at the moment.
But instead of having any of those common dream types any more, now it’s like my dreams ways of working are changing. I read that the kinds of dreams people have and how they dream them out changes as they gro up and through life, but mine have changed in ways the book never said. For example, I’ve had a lot of third person dreams or dream segments, or dreams that played out like a TV show where I’m watching it but not in it, or played out in a first person perspective, but for whatever reason, it’s like unless I was having a nightmare or something in reality was influencing and controlling things, I wasn’t fully immersed. So, my firts person dreams were like first person parts of movies: no peripheral vision, I could only see my feet and hands if I looked for them, almost never saw myself in a mirror because mirrors never appeared in my dreams, and I would never, ever see my own body- and also am never immersed enough to have wet dreams, so I always wake up with clean blanket 🙂 . If you notice how your dreams are like that or not like that, I’m really curious on knowing how that is for you (NOT interested in your wet dreams though!). Then I remember about a year ago having a dream where I was standing in a very unusual place in a store… I think I was on the grocery conveyor at Walmart!… and I looked straight down at someone and saw… my own body! I woke up later, thinking of that look and the jeans I’d been wearing and I was like “I have NEVER EVER seen my own body in any first person immersion dream shot I’ve EVER had in my entire life! Wow!” Do you see your own body in your first person dreams? What about when you dream about bbw? (Again, NOT interested in your wet dreams though! …But if you want to share I won’t stop you.) And sometimes I have dreams where certain individual things turn out so crisp, those particular parts end up feeling more realistic than reality itself! No bull! For an example of that. My mind’s eye has gained an ability that it didn’t have as a kid, because I didn’t gain that ability until I dreamed it into my mind’s repertoire. I have gained the ability to see at an resolution in my dreams that is higher than anything possible in reality. I don’t mean zooming in either, where something little is made big as if I were looking at it through a microscope. No. I think the best way to describe it is like this. Go look at a wal in your house or something and look for specks. Find the tiniest little speck of detail you can see on it. Go for the smallest one, and then imagine it was actually a smiley face. I could look at a smiley face that small, too small to make out any detail of because the whole complete thing is about the size that it’s tiniest individual detail could be and still be discernable. In my dreams, I can take a speck that small and, instead of making it bigger so I can see the face, I can use the powers of my imagination to expand it without enlagring it in my mental image at all, adding the outline, color, and add the two dots and smile to it, by filling that tiny speck with the power of my mind, using the power of that to make up for any lakc of power in my ordinary ability to see and visualize. I know that sounds stupidly deep, but it’s true, and I can only do that right when I am not fully concious.

The ability to do that has led to other dream abilities for me as well. Dream abilities are cool because they are things you can do conciously with your mind or something while you are not concious, like when you stopped wetting the bed because, when you were having a dream about taking a leak, you realized you were dreaming and started getting up instead of falling for it and getting wet. I’ve gained an unconcious ability through that high resolution thing I described to have more detalied dreams. Like a video game engine, my mind can only render but so many details at once, and if more are present, I can’t see them unless I turn my eye to them, much like fog would disspear as you moved through large levels in Playstation 1 and N64 games. Well after gaining that new ability, my dreaming mnd has gotten, like, some sort of RAM boost or something, because it can suddenly keep track of a somewhat larger number of details at once now… but it doesn’t usually. What that means is this. My dreams used to all be in analog, but now it’s like my dreams are ‘digital HD where available’, so sometimes I wake up as if I’d been playing a next generation video game and thinking, “Wow. Those graphics were awesome. That level of detail was really cool.” Does that mean that since I’m in the U.S. in february ’09 all my dreams will switch to digital?
  I had examples of both dreams last night. My second one that I remember was normal, and my first one was ‘digital’. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that my other senses have gotten a boost in my dreams too, so lately some of my dreams have been much more immersive experiences. I hope that doesn’t mean I’m going to start having a bunch of wet ones and messing up my bedding! The second one was weirder, more ‘traditional’ for me, and less interesting. I’ve also forgotten a lot of the most interesting parts of it. It kept transforming into completely unrelated things, but the main part of it was that I was at walmart, and I saw a few half decent women to tape in there, but for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to tape them. It’s as if my camera itself was telling me not to. I mean, I even took too long to come on, and I had it off a lot. Also, in this dream, I spent a lot of time in strange, very clean, light blue hallways in the employee only area in the back of the store. I didn’t get into trouble though, because I didn’t run into any staff really, I saw some high ranking wal-mart official in a meeting room and backed away, and when I did run into an employee, it was because I’d wandered into the office of my crazy ex-manager at a job I once had in real life, one who didn’t even have a problem with me taping bbws at work in real life! They just asked me some questions about what I was up to and let me go back to my spacey wandering. That meeting was unexpected, and this dream got really weird really fast after that. So weird that it made no sense, and had absolutely nothing to do with candid camera.

  The first dream was the good one it was about me taking some trip with a bunch of other college students (I’m not a college student, but in my dream I still was) to some great city for fun and eductaion., and we were all staying in this weird place. What made it weird was that it was not a hotel like any I’ve seen, or really like any place for staying I’ve ever been too. It was kind of like a mansion that felt like a school but ran like a museum, if that makes any sense. We were mostly students at the university I was recently banned from, so I remember in the long part of the dream that occurred before we left, that featured a lot of me videotaping shorties and having a good ammount of trouble finding a way to cut my cam on in time to do things right. What really struck me about that segment of the dream- no, the dream as a whole- was the NUMBER of bbws versus the quality. There were SO MANY fat girls, but they were almost all young black plumpers. No ssbbws, few thin girls, and almost none of the young ladies really stood out. That’s what stood out about them. Then after the trials and tribulations that are fading from my memory, but I remember were enough like ones I’ve had in real life and other dreams, those of us that were going on the trip went on it.

  The lack of high quality bbws with all the black bbw college girls around wasn’t the only thing funny about the demographic makeup of this dream. It seems like I was practically the only male on radar. Some pretty weird stuff happened that had something to do with that, but I don’t remember much of that, since it was a dream and all. I remember not wanting or being able to use my camera much, and I remember something that had something to do with a restroom (I’m sure whatever it was it was weird, but I’m not 100% sure it was even worth remembering). I remember seeng a commercial for a remix/sequel/special edition of the aweful Super Mario Bros. Movie (No wait- that was in that second dream!) and I remember a lot of wandering around in the place we were staying and seeing lots of students in this dream, but my memory of it doesn’t really kick in until the plane crash. Yes, plane crash, and no, I wasn’t on the plane. I was in my room looking out the window at the really big city with short buildings (like Washington D.C. is, so maybe me wanting to go there for the inaugural had something to do with this dream.) we were in, and I saw a burning plane streaking toward the ground like a meteor! Eeeeeeeerrrrrrrrmmmmmmmm Booooommmmmmmmm! *flames go up*. I called 911, but didn’t know my address there, went outside to the shopping complex I saw it go down behind so I could call them back. I did, but I looked all over the place outside for something I could use to give my location, but I looked up and down, diagnally from sign to sign, thing to high resoultion thing, and couldn’t find anything I could use. By the time I was able to do anything, the woman on the line informed me they’d already found it and were on it, and miraculously, nobody died and nothing was burning down, so everybody could get back to thier lives. That left me wanting to use my camera, but I never could find the wreck, even though it landed nearby, and everybody was acting like nothing had happened, so I went into the huge mall to use it.
Then comes the very weird high point of all of this. If you remember from above maybe, I’d said our group was MOSTLY made up of student from the university I was banned from. The rest were students from other universities, and they arrived in small groups later on.
If you read this particular blog entry to the bottom the following will make a little more sense.
This very tall female basketball player that actually looked female walks in through the door. I’m tall, and she wasn’t so freaking tall that she had to duck the door to get in, and she looked like a younger and more attractive version of the woman I saw in real life that was about her height (I think it was about 6’9″, but I never got to asking because I wanted to talk about better things, and the dream ended too soon.), and I was immeditately attracted to her. I met up with her pretty soon later on in the dream and starting talking to her, and she was very smart and very nice and was as easy to get along with as she was tall, and she was extremely tall! My height judging ability stops working right in real life once I get to people around my height, but it looked like she was taller than me by a few inches. Not a big problem for every man, but I’m tall so… that made her really very super extremely tall. She just wasn’t very fat. Oh well. Can’t have everything. Hmm…… 6’9″ AND like 500 pounds of curves…? That might actually be too much… so it’s probably better she was thin. She also had very soft, hands that were small for her large stature. The real remarkable thing about this part of the dream was a conversation we ended up having in my room at the end of the dream. Quite honestly, I don’t remember a word of what was said- you know how dreams are- but I remember it being pretty remarkable. When I got up from that dream today I was thinking “The only way I could possibly have had a conversation with anyone in a dream that was that cool is that I must’ve gotten[really good at talking to females, and ]REALLY good at talking to myself at times when I’m alone[at the computer]! That’s the only way my brain could’ve produced a conversation for me within itself that was that surprisingly prductive and good.” I didn’t get to finish the conversation because the dream ended, and the dream ended because of what I found in my bed. No, it wasn’t a cockroach n my real live bed that woke me, but something even uglier that was in my dream bed. I think the only male almost in my dream was a roomate for me, but there was this weird, weird little woman who wanted to hang around in our room because it was so quiet. Unbeknownst to the two of us, she was in the huge bed I was sitting on. I did notice her shortly before the dream ended, when she muttered something, but that’s not how she ended the dream. She didn’t end it just then. The tall basketball player girl and I got to keep talking a little longer. The dream ended at a very inopportune time with that weird little woman popping up and telling me in an extremely rude way to shut the hell up so she could sleep- in the middle of the day- like that was her room. I got pretty mad, going from sweet to sour in a way that, through most of my life, I only did in bad situations in fast food resturants I worked at and nowhere else. I had to turn to her like- Bitch! This isn’t even your room! WTF are you doing in here anyway?! Get the fuck out! Then I literally picked her little ugly ass up out of my bed and dropped her off outside my door. I knew what I was grabbing because she had been hanging around in our room before, so the fact that that little 3-foot-something fat ugly no-shape-having, waaayy-too-old-looking-for-college, always-crazy-acting, nobody-can-understand-her thing looked, and now acted, like a troll, that’s not what woke me up! She just made me so mad that in order for this dream to end without me becoming angry in real life, it must’ve had to end! I put her outside the door, and then I wondered how the nice girl I was trying to get with would react to my exploding like that and then truning nicely back to her and trying to smile and continue what we were saying as quickly as I’d cut it off. I remember thinking that she might just have decided to leave me there alone, as the dream of that bedroom faded and gave way to my real one before I could have the answer I was afraid to find out. That dream was awesome though, and as retardedly pervertedly strangely need-to-get-a-lifely weird as it may sound, I don’t think I’m going to forget seeing her turn to look at me for the first time for a little while. I think I need to sleep alone less often, because maybe when you try to do that that can cause stuff like what I just discussed in today’s blog post.
Anyway, has anyone else thought about thier dreams in a way anyway similar to the way I talked about at the beginning of this entry? Does anybody else have any dream story or pattern that’s even remotely relevant and similar to what I was talking about up there? If so leave a comment! I want to read it!!!