My exciting life, this place
At Laguna UU, coming back. Peek into the hall during service, go back into the meeting room, get lots of people from all the other churches. Talk to a couple, start getting ready to leave.
Walk into a house of ill repute. Look into the rooms, find one that only has a girl in it. Go in and talk to her about something.
Chatting with a very tall tennis player. We talk about tennis and I look at one of his rackets. He says we should go out and hit some balls. I tell him that I’m very rusty.
In some town, walk along some streets and down a hill. Put my stuff somewhere and go walking back through the town. There are lots of Brutalist buildings and I walk through. Turn around and try to get back to where I started. Someone helps, we walk through some narrow alleys and through someone’s house. They offer us dinner, but I say I have to get back. We walk on and I try retracing my steps.
Watching some tigers play some odd thing with water and rubbing legs, standing on cans. The male then goes around the back. There’s a zebra underneath, which starts freaking out. The male starts clawing it, and a rhino comes over to help. It’s a big pile, and people come to help. I’m like: yeah, not helping, don’t want to get hurt.
Go to take a shower, realize I’ve forgotten a towel. Get out, there are people there and a girl about to use the shower. Go downstairs, there’s some event and a zillion people. Walk into a chapel during a service, then leave. Forgot my towel, go back to get it and leave again. Go back upstairs. Sit down and some guy comes behind me trying to figure out how the guy stabbed me in another dream.
Walking down a street, 2 sketchy guys go past, turn around and start following me. One comes up and I deck him. The other stabs me with a needle and I die. Start arranging my stuff, making a paper that says I love my family on top. Hang around.
Hanging outside with some girls. A plane comes flying by, very low. Another comes and crashes right past us. One of the girls goes: planes are crashing! I’m like: it’s just the aliens trying to contact us, as a jumbo jet crashes right into us. I look up and see the lights swarming. Go back inside with the girls and sit down. I tell her I’m psychic, and ask her to name the word I’m thinking at her. I think xylophone and she gets it partially on the first and then on the 3rd try.
At home, look over and there’s water coming from under the sink. Walk to look, and it starts coming from the ceiling. Go upstairs and it’s coming from everywhere. Go back downstairs to turn off the main, and have to go underwater through the stairwell to get there.
Cleaning up a bunch of blackberries and putting naughty pictures in a bag. Al B is there and tell him what to do.
In some spa/hot spring. The water gets really hot towards the wall. I start making coffee in an odd otters? with weird foam coming out when I press it. Some girl is coming to give me a massage, but there’s scheduling problems with someone else.
Help some guy get away-hide him under the floor, then down a hill. We turn to evade, but come up on a road where they can see him. Helicopters come and take him away.
At someone’s house. Walk over and say hi to the mom and just returned older brother in the kitchen. Walk over to the car and start telling him about the sting we did with the guy and the fake cia person.
With a bunch of people going to a show-our seats are right in front on the left side. I take the leftmost one, and Laurie K puts some girl right next to me. I have a bunch of towels and stuff and put it on the stage, tight in front of a door. I look at her and start making conversation, even though I’m married to Erika. We talk a little, then I get up to do something with the stuff. I get back, and our seats are now further back and almost in front of a screen. I’m not sitting by the girl, and she’s chatting with someone else. I talk to the guys next to me about how we all know each other. We start to leave and I’m trying to get next to her. She comes back later and I talk to her and Laurie. She says they did some play acting. I say who I play eight instruments. I look at her and wink a little. We get close. We go to clear off something on the floor and it’s a map. I look closely and it’s Cuba, I look upwards and see Key West, so def. Cuba. I pull down a little and find Grans Cayman, and say that I used to live there.
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What should the title be? Haven’t got a clue. It’s a lovely day, so spring is close. That’s the ticket. Not much else-fine couple of weeks, hopefully we can start spending time outside now. Everything seems to be ticking along, the world spins and orbits without any help from us. The human landscape dominates, even though the children of dinosaurs live among us. Salem wants to befriend one. I’m tired of politics and religion. Watched the old Dune and 2001.
Wednesday afternoon (2/14). Valentine’s. In the doghouse with my wife. This used to happen all the time. Not going to say more, as it’s for all eternity on archive.org. Fine workout last night-12/3/30 and COP2, though I did do a fast tai chi. Busy trying to figure out what to do with password rotations at work. Gamelan tonight.
Thursday night, getting ready for bed.
Tuesday (2/20) morning. Noon. Pretty quiet weekend-had Monday off. Fine workouts both Friday and shorter Sunday. Late for gamelan-had to pick up Salem. Sat on the kenong during Pangkur-a nice change of pace. Picked up Salem from rehearsal Sat., Erika to binz, S and I tried to get her phone repaired. T-Mobile, they sent us to Apple, we went to Bridgeport, was gonna be a 1.5 hr wait, bailed, went to Jamba, got a yummy green ginger, picked up Claire and friend in Gresham, dropped all off at home, got Erika, home. Sunday went back to Bridgeport, had to upgrade iCloud, no phone in stock, so we wait until they get it. CPK for lunch, home, finished laying flat the back shed area, workout. Jelly Monday, mowed our lawn, then it rained. A bit of shopping-yet again, we’re out of cash, and short on the mortgage. Yikes. I knew this would happen.
Monday (2/26) noon. Pretty quiet-it hailed a bit earlier. Trying to get stuff done, but roadblocks. Password change Friday, tomorrow and Thursday. Paid a little of the mortgage and all my bills except the store credit ones. Need to pay the rest of the mortgage by Thursday. Ran around all weekend-fine workouts Tuesday and Friday, quick Sunday. Salem to show and winter formal Saturday, Claire from show, Fubonn, TJ’s. Bridgeport Sunday afternoon-got Salem’s screen fixed, shitty lunch, binz, Salem to a friends’, Claire borrowed the car. Erika got a roomba clone and it’s been vacuuming with only occasional intervention-the floor is quite clean. Working on learning the seleh 6 on suling. Cut the median grass on Thursday after work.
Wednesday morning. Almost time to go to the dentist. Went fine. Still going in every 3 months. She wants me to start brushing before going to the gym-apparently tartar dries up and gets hard to remove if you’re breathing heavy. Not much else-mom’s birthday-chatted on the way to the gym. Fine workout last night, except for the waiting. Started on the next book. Dune+Kevin Anderson=so space opera.
Thursday, end of work. Password rotations are done, until they start up again. Fine gamelan last night, one piece is very repetitititive, so Mindy got lost. Or we got lost. Not quite sure. Still practicing the suling. Not ready for this gig-just can’t keep my registers consistent. Made potstickers and rice last night, curried chicken tonight. Erika is at Breitenbush. Time to go-can’t pay my mortgage in full this month.
Friday afternoon, Claire has the car, as they did last night-finally had to let them know I needed it to go to the store. Yummy curry chicken and rice for dinner, not sure if anyone else liked it. Had to fix a few blown password changes, and one repo is hosed. Waiting for Erika to get home. Set a fire in the fireplace and hung out in the living room after work. Workout tonight, whenever Claire gets home with the car. We shall see-they’re in Gresham.
Monday (3/4) afternoon. Almost time to be done. Had to hurry my workout on Friday, and a little fast on Sunday. Went for a work meeting downtown this morning-left with Salem, pretty mellow-sitting on a big conference room at the downtown Marriott with 600 other Cambia employees, had 2 cups of coffee, ate croissants and a orange, San Pellegrino, came back home, reading the book on the train. Not much else-driving Salem and Erika around and shopping on the weekend. Banging out the Invisible Library books. Saw my library crush.
Tuesday morning-end/beginning of sprint. Got all my stuff in. Erika has a sore throat and the dentist said no. Took Salem to a show in North Portland. Did my taxes last night-that enormous kicker! Have to wait until Thursday to submit-still out of cash even with an infusion from Matt. I’ll pay my arrears when I get the refund…
Wednesday noon. Spent the evening at the Oregon City Providence with Erika-back pain and tachy. She started at the Milwaukie one and left-even the nurse at OC said she doesn’t go to Milwaukie, or want to work there… They didn’t find anything bad, and she got pain meds. Not much else. I finished the next library book and ordered the one after that. Gamelan tonight, skipped my workout last night. Gonna skip Friday too-more gamelan.
Thursday morning, sunny and cold. Had to get up early for an intake meeting with Erika. Fine gamelan-I think we’re as ready as we’ll ever be-we got everything ready to move. Not much else.
Friday morning. Friday noon. Friday afternoon. Need to finish up, go to gamelan, move instruments, rehearse. Need to get my outfit-I think it’s in storage. Not going to work out. Sent an email about all the stuff Erika has gone through. Filed my taxes-getting a ton back because of the kicker. Turbotax fucked up and messed up the w2 scan, so my return got rejected the first time-had to change the employer tin…
Monday (3/11) morning. Busy working-just got out of a 1 on 1 with my boss. The build server is broken, so I’m stuck for testing. Monday afternoon-time to be done. Build server got repaired-apparently they upgraded and forgot a piece. Busy weekend-didn’t work out at all. Friday was work, drive to gamelan late, move some, rehearse. Saturday was breakfast, get costume from storage-in a bin rather than the rolling one, rehearse, eat, chill, play, move instruments. Mindy is rearranging. Sunday was take S to church, back, libe, binz, shop, cook, get Claire and deliver to Hawthorne. Just too wiped out to work out Sunday. There’s tomorrow, so. Erika’s stuff is all covered.
Tuesday afternoon. Got my Oregon tax refund + kicker! That was fast… I feel better-need to pay stuff. And get a shed. Not much else-trying to get this lambda debugged.
Wednesday morning. Paid my late mortgage. Noon. Set the roomba running-such simple software. I think I’ll call this. Afternoon. Got a box of mini croissants last night-taking two, heating them, putting fudge in the middle≡=->yummy. Fine workout last night.
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