Weird dreams last night… I woke up with a sense of happy confusion… I wish I’d written it down. Hopefully, it’ll resume tonight when I hit the sack.

This morning’s walk was mostly uneventful, but I noticed more “work-traffic” out and about at 7:30 than at 9:00… funny how roads don’t get an even distribution of use… a few very busy times, and long periods of very little usage. I wonder if I’ll see hover cars in my lifetime, the asphalt replanted with short meadow-grass? I still want a personal jetpack.

I can’t seem to get this to load.

Pesky, because it sounds mucho nifty. I’ll try again later tonight. instead, I’m playing mad shark.

Why you should get a tattoo only in languages you can read.

My blood donation center sent me a reminder to come and donate this week… I think I’ll swing by there tomorrow, and do the deed. I’m overdue, and no longer on any meds. I know it might sound greedy, but I wonder what sort of treats they’re giving out these days? I can never have enough freebie T-shirts, donated by companies that want a nice tax write-off.

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Well, off to work, dear journal… see you tonight.

Vikings that play intestines like a harp are cool.