Dreams

I had a very weird but kinda funny in retrospect dream Friday night/Saturday morning.

In this particular episode, I was participating in a square dance caller school with otterpop58 as our caller coach. It was a very odd session though: it was outdoors on the side of a hill with two squares of dancers.

When it was my turn at the mic, I dutifully took my laptop up with me, quickly plugged it and my microphone into the turntable and prepared to start. Then Windows died. I quickly reset the laptop and it promptly died again. OK, fine: I grabbed my Palm Pilot off my belt, plugged it in and started the MP3 player. My Palm Pilot crashed.

Growing more frustrated, I pulled a 45rpm record out of my laptop case, a little something I keep handy for emergencies like this. We had music, but then my mic started generated all forms of static. I quickly reset all of the cable connections and the static died down. Good.

Looking up, I realized the squares were a distance away. A far distance. The nearer square was more than 200 feet away and the other was a further hundred feet beyond. WTF?! They were so far away, there was little hope of identifying any of the dancers or distinguishing clothing to help me sight resolve the square once we started. And suddenly I lost a contact lens so even if the squares were 10 feet from me, there was no hope of seeing squat. Fine, I'll just use mental imagery and simple figures to shuffle them around and hope I've effectively brought them home again.

And that's when the rain started.

The dancers wanted to keep going and the turntable continued to work but I was getting electrical shocks from the mic and had to muffle myself to keep from yelping on mic whenever it happened accidentally. Coach otterpop58 looked like he was desperately trying to find something encouraging to say but was at a total loss for words. In fact, he started to edge away from me very rapidly when we saw lightning flashes approaching our location.

I woke up from the dream at this point. I would hope I'd have the good sense to bag the entire event before being hit by lightning but I might have been stubborn enough to have toughed it out until death.

Dreams

I had a very weird but kinda funny in retrospect dream Friday night/Saturday morning.

In this particular episode, I was participating in a square dance caller school with otterpop58 as our caller coach. It was a very odd session though: it was outdoors on the side of a hill with two squares of dancers.

When it was my turn at the mic, I dutifully took my laptop up with me, quickly plugged it and my microphone into the turntable and prepared to start. Then Windows died. I quickly reset the laptop and it promptly died again. OK, fine: I grabbed my Palm Pilot off my belt, plugged it in and started the MP3 player. My Palm Pilot crashed.

Growing more frustrated, I pulled a 45rpm record out of my laptop case, a little something I keep handy for emergencies like this. We had music, but then my mic started generated all forms of static. I quickly reset all of the cable connections and the static died down. Good.

Looking up, I realized the squares were a distance away. A far distance. The nearer square was more than 200 feet away and the other was a further hundred feet beyond. WTF?! They were so far away, there was little hope of identifying any of the dancers or distinguishing clothing to help me sight resolve the square once we started. And suddenly I lost a contact lens so even if the squares were 10 feet from me, there was no hope of seeing squat. Fine, I'll just use mental imagery and simple figures to shuffle them around and hope I've effectively brought them home again.

And that's when the rain started.

The dancers wanted to keep going and the turntable continued to work but I was getting electrical shocks from the mic and had to muffle myself to keep from yelping on mic whenever it happened accidentally. Coach otterpop58 looked like he was desperately trying to find something encouraging to say but was at a total loss for words. In fact, he started to edge away from me very rapidly when we saw lightning flashes approaching our location.

I woke up from the dream at this point. I would hope I'd have the good sense to bag the entire event before being hit by lightning but I might have been stubborn enough to have toughed it out until death.

Workplace Photo meme, 2 of 4

This is a shot of our home computer room.

It's a small room of the basement rec room and is rather difficult to photograph effectively.

Home computer room, 2007-03-04

One can see the edge of the book case on the extreme right. Just beyond it is the Linux server; out of sight on the wall above the Linux box is a white dry erase board on which I keep my current to-do list. Dead center is the iMac with considerable glare reflecting off the monitor. In the left corner is my XP box. Out of sight to the extreme left is kent4str's XP box but you can see the big blue chair directly in front of it.

On the shelves above are the printers, the fax machine, the scanner, trays of in & out files, blocks of paper, trays of diskettes, misc stationery and various components of the network. One day when I get energetic, I'll try to sort it all into a more reasonable order.

Workplace Photo meme, 2 of 4

This is a shot of our home computer room.

It's a small room of the basement rec room and is rather difficult to photograph effectively.

Home computer room, 2007-03-04

One can see the edge of the book case on the extreme right. Just beyond it is the Linux server; out of sight on the wall above the Linux box is a white dry erase board on which I keep my current to-do list. Dead center is the iMac with considerable glare reflecting off the monitor. In the left corner is my XP box. Out of sight to the extreme left is kent4str's XP box but you can see the big blue chair directly in front of it.

On the shelves above are the printers, the fax machine, the scanner, trays of in & out files, blocks of paper, trays of diskettes, misc stationery and various components of the network. One day when I get energetic, I'll try to sort it all into a more reasonable order.