From wikipedia's entry on Lucid dreams:

A lucid dream is a dream in which the person is aware that he or she is dreaming while the dream is in progress. During lucid dreams, it is often possible to exert conscious control over the dream characters and environment, as well as to perform otherwise physically impossible feats. Lucid Dreams are known to be extremely real and vivid.

As far as I know, every dream I have is a lucid dream. I always have some level of knowledge that I am in a dream and the level of control I have varies from dream to dream. My dreams are always very dream-like. Best way i can describe them is to say the video quality is poor. Sometimes black and white or sepia, dark or bland colors. Until last Thursday night.

I was staying over at a friends house. Then I was in my house. How the heck did I get in my house and why did I feel like I was drunk? The lights in the bedrooms starting turing on. That would only happen if the motion detectors were set off. I picked up some hand tools, a pair of needle nosed pliers and adjustable wrench, to go check out the bedrooms in case someone was in the rooms. There was no one there

I come into the living room and sit down. At this point I realize that I might be in a dream. This dream is different than any other dream I've ever been in. The dream is so realistic that I cannot tell the difference between dream and reality. My house looks exactly the same in the dream as my real house. I'm talking "The Matrix" style reality here.

There's obviously something off just enough to clue me into the fact that I'm dreaming. What does one do to test if they are dreaming? I guess many people might pinch themselves. Not me. I begin to stab myself in my left knee with my needle nose pliers.

There is no pain. There is no blood. My knee is as if it was made of rubber. At this point I'm thinking it's a good thing I'm dreaming.

For the remainder of the dream I pretty much just hang out and marvel at the realism of the dream. And I do what I often do in my house, sit on the couch and watch TV. When the dream ends it fades out like a movie and I wake up.

I hope next time I have more control over my hyper realistic dreams, i certainly would pick a more interesting place to be.