Holy Crap
I do have to say, being in the office hours before anyone else gets here is slightly creepy.
What-was-that-noise?
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She said?
someone: The USB cable on that other hard drive sucks. This one, you can feel the tightness of.
me: That’s what she said.
The yellow room
The hotel room wasn’t originally yellow, it had yellowed with age, or smoke back when smoking was legal. Originally the hotel room had been pristine, the kind of sterile only large chain hotel rooms attain.
As she sat on the bed the parallel between the room’s change and the changes experienced by those of her profession skittered across her thoughts. It skittered across her thoughts and was quietly killed before she dwelt on it too long. Not killing those thoughts is what got those in her profession killed. The real danger, she knew, always lied within.
All of her tools were ready, laid out like a doctor’s tools before surgery. Her tools weren’t meant to heal, though she’d met some doctors who sometimes played both sides of that game.
Her target would be in the next room by now. While she waited for the correct time she busied herself with her emotions and frustrations, the cut on her shoulder, everything, and putting it all in a small package in the back of her mind. Without the clarity this thought-package provided she could make a mistake and after all, the real danger always lied within. Even here, in this special place.
Tough Room
So apparently when asked at work to investigate why the system shows that there is “Negative Inventory” nobody finds it as funny as I do to mention that maybe it’s just positive inventory moving backwards in time.
Dreaming
I’ve had quite a bit of difficulty in figuring out how to correctly document my dream experience. When I recall my dreams I remember something that I haven’t read about in any other place (though I’d be glad for links).
In the waking world we have our numerous senses that guide us through the day and by combining these very distinct sources of input our minds form our waking experience.
I nearly started this sentence as, “When we’re dreaming….” but I realize that my experience may (or not) be singular, and it is the amount of detail that I can recall that drives me to write about my dreams. So let me start that sentence over.
When I dream, the divisions between the senses, emotions, and even train-of-thought become less concrete. What would normally be experienced as a “touch” sense may be partially heard or seen. It might be experienced in first and third person at the same time. I might have some control over the events, complete control ( lucid dreaming ), or experience the entire dream as a movie.
One of the most interesting, to me, aspects of my dreaming life is that there appears to be some amount of continuity. Places I dream about which may be wholly imagined and yet I can pinpoint their exact location in the waking world.
This is likely to be the longest post regarding my dreams since so much of what is experienced while dreaming is of a fractured continuity. I will try to present the interesting pieces in hopes that maybe some logic might be seen.
Runner’s Dilemma Solved
Since memory of dreams is such a convoluted mess of imagery and sounds and information it’s sometimes difficult to remember the first time something took place in a dream I’ve had.
I do remember one day waking and mulling over the dream from the previous night only to find that I had accidentally found a solution to the Runner’s Dilemma. The logic is pretty simple, but at the same time it shouldn’t work.
Simple answer? Don’t run.
Long answer? Yes, there’s someone or something chasing me and I need to get away but if I run I’ll start leaning forward and not be able to run. Instead of running I found my self recalling unconsciously changing the way I move. Instead of running (which always results in the Runner’s Dilemma) I would propel myself using both my hands and feet.
Real logic says that I can’t have the Runner’s Dilemma since I’m not running. Dream Logic somehow makes it so that this new mode of locomotion is exempt from the Runner’s Dilemma.
What took me most by surprise is that I have now been successfully not running in my dreams for years using this exact method without bothering to think about “how” to run away.
Runner’s Dilemma
If you have ever had a dream in which you are being chased you might have experienced the Runner’s Dilemma. I coined that right now so don’t go stealing it.
The Runner’s Dilemma is a state in which Dream Knowledge has made it absolutely necessary to run away from someone or some thing. As you run, either your feet get heavier, they stick to the pavement, the list could go on forever. My personal version of the Runner’s Dilemma has me trying to run ever faster and leaning more and more forward to keep from falling backwards due to my speed. When I say leaning forward, I’m not saying as if into a stiff wind… I mean a whole load forward. If I were a geometry experiment my body would have less than a 45 degree angle with whatever surface I was running on.
Burping
I’ve just found the most amazing combination. Eat some mango, then have some Fat Tire… the burps are interesting. Seriously, comment back if you’ve tried this.
Drunken Texting
bearded wonder: What’s worse than drunk texting?
me: Drunk texting while driving and having sex on Lombard Street in San Francisco.
me: Or listening to Creed.
bearded wonder: lol
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