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Entries this day: Dream balls storm Dream 7:15am Sunday 23 July 2000 (dream) explaining to my boss kevin why having playstation at a rally is better than trying to set up a playstation workshop... just have it available and people will play it whenever they want instead of trying to force the fun to happen at a certain time. I was watching movie set in the old west mexican american war and the bad guys rode into town and said, "here take care of my bosses head" and the head had beeen severed, some spanish curly locks conquistador with moustache and he threw it at the townsfok and they shouted 'outlaw!' and started chasing him out of town and a big gunfight broke out and the bad guy decided it was hopeless and shot himself in the mouth and didn't die so he tried to burn himself to death and wouldn't die and it was (the movie) was supposed to be a comedy, but I was grossed out and quit watching it. at my old apartment, a guy drove up the driveway ramp with his old red and white convertible car 60's classic something and had a bicycle in the back , which he locked up at someone else's apartment and the someone else came down the stairs and was mad so he moved the bike out of the way and was all, "I can't get out of my stairs so tie up your bike somewhere else" the bicylce owner didn't confront the guy, but got mad and I offered some ideas for how he could hang the bike inside.. He lived in Suzanne's old apartment, and when I went in, it was really huge inside, 2 story ceilings with large large rooms although still old inside. he had put a large cloth divider between the living room and dining rooom for most of the width of the room, but there was one section open. my idea was to use a system of pulleys to raise the bike all the way to the top.. to hang the bike and raise it all the way to the ceiling. He said he had thought of that, but didn't want to sepend the time to do it. I was all like, "fine that's your chocie.." but I asked, "how much is it worth to you to have this done?" He said "my monday" I guessed referring to it was worth working during Monday to get it complete. I was all, "I look forward to seeing it!" balls 2:43pm Sunday 23 July 2000 KTRU was okay yesterday, but I really felt the pang of not being at Molly and Will's party. Specially when they never called me. I didn't expect them to listen to the whole show, but I had hoped for at least one call. I said a lot of funny inside joke type stuff at the beginning, harassing Melanie a bit (who at Molly's asked about the phone number; was it KTRU or KTRUE at the end? I told her it was KTRUE or KTRUF.) by saying the phone number was 713-348-KTRUE or KTRUQ or whatever you want it to be. This morning I worked on Java stuff, and I made my first little applet with which I am really pleased. It should be available here. Try clicking your mouse on the applet! Yay! storm 4:30pm Sunday 23 July 2000 As I left work, huge storm clouds rumbled in, and I raced them home. A few sprinkles got on Scott (who actually needs a bath), and I raced inside to put on swim trunks and T-shirt. Grabbed a towel and put it by the front door. Stepped outside into this storm. Astonishing wind like 35 with long gusts of 50 miles per hour, crashing raindrops into my face and body. I wondered about the sanity of this, as lightning struck in various locations less than 1/2 mile away from me. I offered the question up to my higher self, who said you're safe (just keep walking). I walked to the middle of American General parking lot, which had about 3 cars in its expanse. I could watch gusty sheets of rain running across the lot, some greeting me with cold stinging drops. I got the higher self message to keep moseying out of the middle of the parking lot and as I reached the edge, walking under some trees, CRACKKKKWHAM!! lightning struck back behind me, I ducked away from it, startled and winced away from the ringing in my ears. I bounced with energy "WHOOOO!!" that was close. I'm guessing the bolt struck a light post in the parking lot, but I didn't carefully examine it for damage. Kept walking out toward Allen Parkway. Terrific wind and rain as I approached Allen Parkway, and no lightning quite as close. I repeated a mantra of "I am safe" as I walked. Crossed all 9 lanes (2 for exit ramp to Montrose, 3 each way on Allen Parkway, 1 for entrance ramp from Montrose) and walked down into the trees of Buffalo Bayou. I got a feeling of Not-Safe as I walked down amongst the trees, but I'm not sure if it was a higher self message or an ego-level message. CRACKKKKWHAM!! lightning smashed into the ground probably 500 feet behind me, making my other ear ring. I took the hint and walked back toward home. I modified my mantra from "I am safe" to "I am healthy", which seemed less likely to be misconstrued by lightning. Walked through the lower level of American General parking garage as a protective measure. Air bubbles blurted up through the standing water around the water drains in the garage. By the time I had gotten to West Dallas street, the storm had certainly passed. Lightning was now mile away on the south side of me. (it had come in from the north). Almost no rain as I reached my house. But I was certainly soaked! 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