In a hallway, have a few CD’s of stuff relating to some misdeeds. Roger C and someone else (Mike M?) are trying to get them from me. I put them down the back of my pants and evade them as they run towards me. I hop into my car to get away, back up, start down the driveway, stop suddenly, and Roger comes really fast right past me and circles around.
February 5th, 2019
At US, they put in a brewery. I talk to the guy running it, and he shows me around. The water is from the lake, but the wall of the pool is crumbling. I walk around, and see a bunch of hops growing inside. The tendrils are everywhere, and I go to move some. We talk about it.
February 3rd, 2019
On an island, the Japanese are invading. We start to retreat, and I release a bunch of spiders to the wind.
In someone’s bungalow, listening to music. Go through their record collection, find some Balinese gamelan and put it on.
February 2nd, 2019
On the freeway, trying to get home. Turn around to get on the freeway the other way. Switch to a skateboard and go down a hill through rough terrain that used to be a road.
February 1st, 2019
At Judy B’s house. Ask the house what’s wrong, it prints out a paper with a list.
January 27th, 2019
@ 30700, very windy out. It’s rattling the windows. Go downstairs and look out the back door. Go back upstairs and it dies down a bit. Crack open my small window.
January 26th, 2019
Going out in fighter jets with Lisa from work. We land, then get ready to take off-get to the end of the runway-too short, have to stop. Turn around, she goes, I try, but can’t steer, so I go off the side. Pick up the plane, walk down the road. There’s a fire, and I go down the road a bit, turn on the plane, get on the radio and call for her. No answer, but Gil comes on and asks me where I am. He tries to get me to talk, but I get the sense he’s trying to triangulate me.
January 25th, 2019
In a theater, having a meeting with the band about how I shouldn’t change the mix from what the computer says it should be. One of the guys is babbling, so I go over and shake him and yell about this being important. Someone else has a folder and takes it up to the booth for the manager to look at. He comes down and it’s someone naked.
January 23rd, 2019
At the Australian Open, sitting in back, some girl motions to me and I flash her. She’s surprised, and no one else sees. I walk back to the lawn, get dressed and come back. Go into the buffet room-Sis says someone said that I’m acting like a teenager. Go back into the kitchen, and Mom offers me tickets so I can stay in Melbourne for four weeks. I tell her thanks, but I don’t have any savings and can’t take that much time off of work. I walk to the bathroom, back in, start pooping and realize someone in sitting already. It’s Dad, and I clean poop off of him and the floor.
At a park, going to have a picnic. Some odd wasp-like aircraft comes flying around. It sort of looks like Zorak from Space Ghost. It circles a few times, spewing clouds of mist. It lands next to us, and two food carts drive out the back and go past us and up the hill. I’m like, “It’s a promo!”
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Here I am again, trying to figure out what to write. Not much is coming-I have to leave for home in a few minutes, so I think I’ll pick this up after I settle down at home. Didn’t happen. I’m in bed… So not really much to say that I haven’t said before. I like to watch skiing. I want to make music and teach t’ai chi. Skiing would be nice. Dreams, dreams, dreams. Maybe some time, maybe never.
Tuesday afternoon. I think that’s a song title-Moody Blues? I saw them once in Cleveland as a teenager-trying to get in the good graces of a girl I wanted. She was having none of it, so I ended up making time with another girl I wanted less. Story of my life…
Now Friday night, in bed. Long week, lotsa crises at work. Had to get up super early this morning, and it didn’t help. No gamelan, no gig. Doing this on an iPad mini from work. So slick-everything is crystal clear. Now I need a path to using this for everything. W/o Tues. & tonight-pretty decent-M & I are starting on the long Yang form. Wish us luck.
Noon on Saturday, sitting at the kitchen table, drinking cafe au lait, tabletising. Kitchen is tidied, oatmeal for breakfast, shared with S. Breezy.
Monday afternoon, at work. Tired. Went through my storage yesterday, put my wayang puppets on the wall by my keyboard. Made a little music Sat. night until late. Church with S only. W/o-not bad, still working on the long t’ai chi-15% through-this is gonna be a slog. We figured if we keep the pace we’re at, we’ll be done by mid-April or so. Not sure-there’s 111 moves, and we’re at #17. A lot to remember…
Tuesday afternoon, at work, not tired. That’s better. Got my teeth cleaned this morning, one small cavity that needs work. 2 bigger things, but not pressing. Pretty mellow otherwise-my staffing co. wants to give me more $$$-woo-hoo!
Weds. AM, I have to return my old work laptop that I have at home so I don ‘t have to lug my new one back and forth from home every day-rrrrr. If I could get the iPad mini on the VPN I might be able to not do that-all I need is access to the app, monitor, log miner and raw logs…oh whell. Good w/o last night-negatives, and I’m feeling it today. I was talking to M about our progress and how it’s nice to have someone to workout with-motivation and all that, and I’ve done this before, and I’m coaching him. I’m actually not making a lot of progress lifting-wise-a few exercises have increased 10-30 pounds. The big difference is cardio-I was never focused on cardio-skate to/from or treadmill-I never ran or did any higher intensity cardio work, and I was a gym-goer for a good 16 years-’78 through ’96 (London was a wash). Also, doing the long Yang form will make a big change.
Thurs. PM, watching ski jumping & tennis. Saw the trailer for the new John Wick movie. Busy at work. Gamelan last night-a bit rusty.
Sat night. Pretty quiet-slept late, made overnight oatmeal in my new to me small crockpot-so yum yum. Tidy, laundry, watched skiing, shop, dinner. W/o last night-pretty usual-I think my cardio shape is coming back. Up to #25 in t’ai chi.
Monday-I think I’ll call this. Sun.-rice for breakfast, church, some guy wanting food, binz, shop, w/o-worked hard, up to #27. Didn’t vacuum, but most everything else is fine.
Links. brighter side: silly cats, guilty dogs. Not so bright: everything else.
Page 23, sentence 5.“What kind of product or service does she want to help grow, and how senior in her role does she aspire to be?”, The Career Manifesto.
January 17th, 2019
Out in the yard with the Harrell’s. A big lightning storm starts. There are bolts coming down all over the place. We hide under a tree because it’s too dangerous to run back to the house.
January 13th, 2019
At work, trying to figure out where to put the breaks in a fixed length line file.
Walking into a condo complex, see David Lee Roth, turn around. He sees me and starts yelling. I go back and he’s trying to get into someone’s unit.
January 11th, 2019
At work, looking at some way to do password encryption on the fly. Someone has a document that has stuff on it. I put it on my tablet, but it’s all transparent and folded. I put it back in the case and look at all the highlighted bits.
January 10th, 2019
In a room off a bar, some guy wants me to pay. I have no money, but he shows me he’s ready. I touch it.
January 8th, 2019
Walking towards a runway. Go on the side of a golf course, some people go too. Turn back and get on a small plane. The pilot takes off and flies through the canals in Venice. He weaves over and under, I’m worried he’ll crash. Finally he flies too close and cuts off the bottom of the plane. I sit there for a bit.
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OK, time for the first paragraph. The new year is here, holidays are past. Busy as usual, still short of ca$h-hit that tip link, please! The world is busy turning, with the same stuff happening-’round and ’round we go. I have stuff to do, but the house is staying clean. Gov’t is half shut down, Dems are running the House. The mess continues-are the financial markets next? I’d rather watch skiing-Mikaela Shiffrin is a rockstar. And listen to Veruca Salt. Need to play my instruments more. Dreamt about playing drums last night. That’s it for now.
End of day Friday. Back OK, shoulder and knee not. I have to figure out whether I want to work out, and whether I should leave early. Decisions, decisions. And bills need to be paid.
Watching South Park late Friday. Watched more TV, skipped w/o, Winco, paid only the bills due. Need to do the math on the rest…and now it’s Saturday. Slept in, got the kitchen in shape, slowly started on the living room, started the dishwasher, made espresso-the grinder wasn’t fine enough…E said “such a first world problem…” Time to empty the dishwasher and start doing laundry.
In bed, house is clean, time to sleep. I messed up a white shirt by putting it in with a red sheet. It’s only pink in a few places, because I noticed it quickly. Still a shame…(wore it Friday, it was OK)
Thursday between Xmas and New Year’s. Working from home. Got a flu shot. Xmas was pretty quiet-C’s GF stayed over, made food, hung out, got a Sonicare. House is pretty tidy.
And here we are, a week later. Saturday, sitting at the kitchen table drinking cappucino and tabletising. House is pretty clean, so not much to do. W/o last night-M is still sick, my knee is still not 100%. Had yummy oatmeal via rice cooker, shared with S. Back home, 10# turkey was $5-that’s what’s for dinner, and leftovers, and soup stock. Last week was pretty chill-work, home, w/o Tue. & Fri., not much for New Years.
Sunday. Skipped church, made rice for breakfast. Work last night-no issues except an expired license. Email sent.
Links. brighter side: (no kittens or puppies, sorry!). Not so bright: everything else.
Page 23, sentence 5.“If anything, the amount of information was overwhelming and confusing, because it was contradictory or simply didn’t resonate with me at the time.”, Slow-Simple Living for a Frantic World.
January 5th, 2019
At a show, sit in back, move to the side because everyone stood up, trying to find a view of the stage. Look at my ticket, I’m in the second row, so go there, Ian T is sitting next to me. We can’t see much because of the speakers, move to the center. Ignore someone wanting the seat. The stage is high, big speakers, so can’t see much even in awesome seats. Roger Waters comes out, just him, and starts singing and staring out into the crowd. I try to catch his eye, but he finishes a verse and walks off stage. he comes back on with a bunch of people in costumes, sings a verse, walks off stage. I say to Ian that he’s going off for a bump. Finally the road manager comes onstage and says that the show is over because Roger is having emotional difficulties and can’t handle performing. Then he starts singing and running around the stage. A curtain raises and there are 4 guys playing keyboards. I run onstage, jump on one of the drum kits and start playing. I adjust things while I’m playing-it has a weird snare and tiny cymbals.
January 4th, 2019
Sitting in the living room. Look out the back and see a figure in a wierd mask. Get up, yell, and run towards the door. He panics and falls over the planter.
January 1st, 2019
Walking back to my house, M. Boysen asks me if I play. I say yes, and he says there’s a slot open at a local showcase. I walk into the house, and there’s workmen and stuff blocked off and getting renovated. I walk into my room and it’s partially open because of the work. I walk back out to the bar and sit and talk.