Dream last night… Ray, (someone I’ve not heard from in years) , was working at a Walgreen’s.. selling some sort of temperature and orientation based paint… You could put it on anything, and the color would tell you what direction the item is pointed in. He was mad, because they made him put it on his forehead and had to do handstands every time a customer asked him. (There was a sign, that commanded…”Ask me to stand on my head”) For some reason, we came to the conclusion that it’d have been better to put it on paper airplanes, but his manager put the kibosh on that. I think if the real Ray had been there, we’d have come up with a better idea.

Cool little people! They’re all pretty neato. I’m not sure if I could pick a favorite.

from sjg-

Unless you have $40,000 to throw around, you won’t be picking up one of Actuality’s new no-goggles-required domed 3D displays. Not this year, at least. But isn’t it neat?
This is not a hologram; it’s a rotating screen that tricks the eye. That rushing sound you hear is the future getting closer.

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My sweetie’s such a fun, mischievous goof…she had a *wacky-fit* today at the store…I’m still laughing about it.

She tucked in early tonight, to rest and recharge for tomorrow… I think that I’ll join her, work by programming, or outlining a new short story on the laptop while she rests. sweet dreams, dear journal.

Oh, yeah. Happy Bastille Day!

Called the landlord, re: screens, bathroom, and window cranks. I’m also having him check the AC… it seems to be running warm today.

I’m pretty disappointed at his response time so far…I’ve been here two weeks and he only responds to my calls if I hunt him down and keep on him. I don’t know if he’s slacking, or just disorganized, but I don’t think any repair or minor fix should take any longer than a week to get to.

[update] – he came over to replace the screen, and stuff, but said to see if the ac dies entirely… he’ll be back tomorrow am.

How close are you to a nuclear waste hauling route?

from EH-

You probably know about the Wayback Machine, where you can surf older versions of Websites. But before that site hosted the Wayback Machine, it had (and still has) a serious collection of free films!

The Internet Moving Images Archive is a huge collection (1,254 so far) of old short films that have fallen out of copyright. The majority of the films fall into the “mental hygiene” category, and are probably similar to plenty of films that you saw in high school (if you went to high school before, say, 1960). You can peruse such titles as “Brooklyn Goes To San Francisco”, “How to Keep A Job”, and “You and Your Bicycle”. They’re free for the downloading, too! But unless you have a high-speed connection, you might want to simply stream the movies (most of the films give you the option of downloading or streaming).

Cool stuff: Some of the films will be familiar to viewers of MST3K. You can find such titles as “Body Care and Grooming”, “The Chicken of Tomorrow”, and “Hired!” Why not screen them in your own personal movie theatre and make snide comments about the action, just like on TV?

There’s even an example of the infamous musical productions that large companies used to put on for their annual conventions. You can check out a Chevrolet sales convention musical, and get an idea of how Big Business used to motivate its sales staff.

Representative quote: “As far as we know, this is the only site that presents high-quality downloadable movie data files practically free of use restrictions.”

*phew*

long, hot day on the road… it’s nice to be back.

I found a single route from my place to Dan’s… #22 will go all the way from the central term to hiatus road, and on either side, maybe six miles of bicycling.

happy to be home now… playtime with Newtie!

Going to visit Dan this morning/midafternoon.. He had knee surgery, and is going to be all alone while his Mrs. is at church.. I couldn’t rouse the hippies to go to love fest… hopefully I can meet ci and her clan some other time soon…

I’ll try and take some piccies of my first bike/bus trip.

until this afternoon, dear journal!

Newt got his tarot cards read last night, and as usual with the reader, her interpretations were right on the money.

It boils down to him being healthy, but needing some reassurance, He thinks that I’m funny, he wants for me to deal with him honestly as he has done with me… … needing some motherly love….(the female represented in the Queen of Swords showed that), the king of pentacles showed that he considers me his parent, that that he knows I have to leave him when I go to work, but it’s a hard sacrifice for him sometimes.(it is for me, too.) Also that he wants more info about my comings and goings. etc…to help him understand.

I think I can do that.

welp, I got my bike… it’s a nice, comfy 7-speed (the picture shows blue, but I got a silver one), with lights in the front and back… it should last me some years. I have to go register it at the police station on monday, even though I got a nice solid lock for it, too.

I made a boo-boo, and left my chatties online while I was gone… missed seeing my sweetie… I hope to catch her later today!

I’m going to hop in the shower, and then be back, dear journal.

A man crouched there on the fire escape, looking in through the glass and lace curtain. He was a thick-featured dark man whose size identified him as Ian McCracken. The muzzle of a big black automatic was touching the glass in front of him. He had tapped the glass with it to catch my attention.

He had my attention.

A clear day! I could finally go for a little walk! I went to a nearby canal park, and roamed along the edge for a little bit

Now, fresh from the shower, I rise like the phoenix covered in steam, and I’m ready for today.

I dreamt about the wilderness near the coast last night. I think it was due to a photograph my sweetie showed me of the Lake Conoy. For some reason, I was charged with clearing an area for comfort… raking pine needles, and putting up some sort of tripod gizmo in the trees every so many yards…. I think it was to monitor wildlife (or tourists?) because they had to be hidden so that nobody would see them, but still have a clear line of sight to the sky. The dream took place during the day, but there was a soft yellow haze everywhere. Zombie Mist, again? I don’t think so. Maybe an echo of the Canada smoke I’ve been reading about lately.

Something that makes me giggle and lovey at the same time, from my beloved- is it any wonder that I’m smit by her brand of sugar?

*beso de dulce

mwah mwah mwah

oops, careful of my possum fangs

A moment of Goose

A man in the wilderness
Asked this of me,
“How many strawberries
Grow in the sea?”
I answered him
As I thought good,
“As many red herrings
As swim in the wood.”

Monster Island, pets and design, a programmable hat, and my local region for bookcrossing.

As soon as I get some labels printed up, I’m going to release Dandelion Wine and It’s Raining Frogs And Fish (I have multiple copies of each)

Where are Newt’s hind legs?
Newt at half-loaf