My 50th LD! Yay! \o/

This dream got kinda fragmented, so I'll do my best to pierce it together:
I am working making game reviews again. I am told about a really strange game that showed up. It was a game for the XBox 360 (?), and it involved a really strange kind of interaction - masturbation. To play it, men needed to get an erection, then wrap it with some kind of blue cloth that had two pockets. On each pocked, slender white vibrating controllers would be inserted. The idea is that the moves the player made would control the game - as well as, of course, being some kind of masturbation aid. Most people were somewhat freaked out by it, but I wasn't really bothered, so I accepted the task of testing and reviewing it. It turned out, when I was going to use it, that the cloth with pockets was a badly folded shirt, instead of something made exactly for it. I don't think I ever got to finishing it, thought, as the dream changed before I could.

I was now in the apartment I lived in until I was 15 or so. Unlike most of my dreams, it was pretty much accurate, architecturally speaking. There were some guys around my age who were guests here. I didn't dislike them, but I wasn't really comfortable around them. They were all annoying, "know it all" kinds. I remember seeing them vaguely before in the dream, though I can't tell now if it's a false memory or not. We went to the second floor and started playing videogames on the big TV there. We had some kind of music game, either Rock Band or Guitar Hero, and I had two guitar controllers, unlike RL. One of them, however, wasn't compatible with the game, and I had to use some crazy alternate controls to use it as I played with them.

Now it gets even more vague. Its nighttime, but strangely things are really well lit. It's hard to explain, really - its like the "background" was always dark, but objects, people, walls and the ground were all lit. Impossible, really. I'm somewhere near the beach and there's some famous people in town - I remember Ivete Sangalo (Brazilian singer), but there was someone other than her. They were in some kind of float or huge car heading along a specific path - we (who? me and someone else?) had to get to them fast, so we cut through some secondary streets and manage to get in their way. I remember then approaching the big car and climbing it. Around this point, I slowly realized I was dreaming. Still, I wasn't completely lucid. I was near Ivete when my eyes started itching. I blinked once, twice... each time I blinked I felt I was almost waking up, but I couldn't help it. On the third time, I woke up.