DREAM: more wolves and writing with George Lucas!

April 25, 2006

I delayed too long in writing about this dream, so now many details have faded, but I know I fought wolves in this dream again, and they were soft and weak, like balls of fluff. Yet they felt dangerous to me, even though I easily defeated them this time.

The most interesting dream was of me and George Lucas. At some function, I ended up with an unknown known friend sitting at a table with George Lucas. Now I think I remember it was the Episode II premiere. But, at the table we sat down at, I mentioned rewriting one scene from what I remember as Episode III. Lucas took out pencil and paper and we went over the dialogue and even the storyboard for the scene. He was very friendly and into working together. The really strange part is that it involved Luke crying out Leia’s name. I saw the scene in my dream as Lucas and I wrote it.

Maybe this dream occurred because the first anniversary of May 19, 2005 is rapidly approaching.

Still waiting to begin SKIMBOARDING season '06

April 15, 2006

Had my second dream in three nights about skimboarding. I first considered last Wednesday the day to make my skimboarding season debut, but bad weather. I really thought today would be the day, but a bad weather forecast persuaded me to not even think about it. So now I’m looking to next Wednesday to make the trip to Chigasaki. Buddha knows I need the season to start soon, and more than anything I need to return to the Sea posthaste.

In a waste of time job interview this afternoon, where I was told by the interviewer, “you’re the first person to ever not wear a tie for the interview,” it turns out the interviewer was from nowhere else but Ft. Myers! I felt good to briefly meet someone from back home and odd that 2 people from such a small area of Florida could be within a mile of each other in Tokyo. I can see his office building from my window. So it goes . . .

DREAM: Dinosaur Outer-Space Invasion!

April 7, 2006

I just awoke from a very intense, continued dream about a dinosaur invasion of earth. … The dream continued in three separate sleeping periods, meaning I was dreaming about them, woke up, went to the bathroom, went back to sleep, then dreamt about them again. … One place I later escaped too (beachfront house) was from an earlier dream not involving the dinosaurs at all!

…At this time a group of mini-Pachycephalosaurus(es) started to attack through the windows of a second floor room. … These mini-Pachys had much longer teeth than in reality and were about maybe 2 to 3 feet long. They’d stick their head into the window and I’d stab them through the roof of their mouths since their heads are too boney to penetrate.

…Again, many people are going about their regular lives even though dinosaurs are attacking! I even had to tell one fool to keep the window on the train closed because their were F-ing dinosaurs trying to kill us.

…and exited the train station apparently with Canadian Mike who said the beachhouse was just a minute away. … I was looking for the best, most rigid knives they had, one with about a 4″ blade, and the other with a wider blade, like a Chef’s knife. Can you believe some of the staff were very reluctant to give me their best knives! … They finally acquiescenced and as I left the kitchen I turned and said, “I’ll return the knives…with dinosaur blood on them.”

…A huge bi-pedal dinosaur dropped in out of nowhere, much larger than the others I had previously fought. This dinosaur was engaged with a couple of people about 20 feet away from me.

…Apparently they travel around the galaxy feeding, but that they felt bad about causing so much damage this time, so they wanted to make a peace pact and live in their own area on earth. … I returned the knives to the kitchen, with no dinosaur blood on them.

The last thing I saw was a news report on TV saying that the Human Dinosaur Relation Committee had voted against the dinosaurs and the territory they had been living in would be reduced.

Missing Scene performing at the Pink Cow

April 5, 2006

I had an extremely rare weekday night off, and even more rarely, made good use of it. After my last lesson met Mike at Shinjuku station after which we headed to the Pink Cow in Shibuya. The place was virtually empty as usual, and as usual I had the mushroom stroganoff (with golden brownie ice cream for dessert!). Despite the only people around being Mike and I, the 2-man band Missing Scene took the stage and proceeded to play about a 6-song set. The standout song was Vanessa for me.

During their first intermission Mike and I had a nice chat with Geoff and Dave. I was surprised to find out they were both English teachers! I’ll have to check out another one of their performances again soon.

Can't get in bed, or can't jack-out?

April 4, 2006

Got this chronic problem of not being able to go to bed. I could easily stay up until 3am+ every night. This is bad since I require at least 7 hours of sleep to be remotely functional the next day, and prefer 8+ hours. It’s easy to keep the machine running, but hard to start it back up once it’s been turned off.

There are too many steps in the process required to get my carcass into bed. And I don’t want to do all that work when I’m already so tired. Floss, brush the teeth, wash the face, and more. Just too much. Scientists should give up on extending lifespans and focus on improving the quality of the lifetimes we have now. All this pre-bed work needs to become automated, but NOT by robots.

I rolled my ankle yesterday. Not seriously, but annoying, and putting a “sports patch” on it now is yet another pre-bedtime task.