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Dream

5:38am CDT Tuesday 3 October 2000

(dream)

In a library sitting across from Wende at the end of a long table as we did research on something and were waiting for my brother to arrive. I called my dad to ask if he had heard from Fred and essentially as soon as my dad answered the phone, Wende saw Fred in the next room over. To my dad, "hey, we were looking for Fred, but we found him," and Fred heard my voice so he came over.

Fred was wearing a dress looking outfit from an African tribe and a big bag to carry his stuff in. In a mean brotherly way I said, "nice purse" but then realized how actually cool it was that Fred would wear this outfit here in the US.

My dad was still on the phone and I described to him that my linux box was down (*) and that Fred might be able to fix it. The sendmail.pid file is corrupted and there's a possible problem with my .ram file. My dad asked if the .ram files were the only ones that I had to work with, and I explained that yes they were, but also the .pid files which were batch files would return the pid for the process as it was initialized. "The .pid file could be a batch process that would do a PID lookup, tell the process to go run around, grab the PID and there you go." (**)

Since Fred arrived, we were going to go play at a water park somewhere, so I went to our upstairs and began to get my frisbee and change into my contacts instead of wearing my glasses. (***) Fred and Wende were down by her van in the street. I was up a couple stories in our motel room thing (we were apparently traveling) and was thinking "there's something I want to remember" and I saw my frisbee in my bag. "oh yeah!" and I tossed my frisbee down to them (it angled down toward the left instead of straight to them) and Jason (YRUU) ran over to catch the frisbee.

Jason tossed the frisbee back up to me after I had tossed it down and he was trying to get me to hurry up so we could play. We were in a dense wooded area and he said something about chasing me so I hid behind a huge tree back by some barbed wire. He mock chased me and I got kinda pricked by the barbed wire and he agilely climbed through the barbed wire and up this large dead tree which had fallen at a 45 degree angle. I climbed up and ooched myself through the barbed wire and then climbed down a tree to get to where he was and then he ran up the 45 degree angle big tree and I playfully chased up after him.

Jason made up some funny something, "then you have to do this," shaking his arms like a chicken running up and down the tree. I wondered out loud, "wow - remember when we had been climbing on a different old tree and we wouldn't leave it because it was just the coolest tree and we couldn't imagine any tree cooler? Now we find this tree and it's totally different but just as cool? There's something profound to be learned here."

We finished play and climbed down and back onto the trail. A vietnamese girl said something like "wait - this is where I dropped my rental car key." I had just seen it. I walked back a few paces and grabbed it. "You mean this one?" I wapped the key playfully against her butt. She was all, "thanks!"

Then I saw my car keys 1/2 buried in the leaves. Another identical set was right beside them. and another and another. I realized it must be a dream and I would be able to see as many sets of my keys as I wanted. More and more began to appear. The girl was all "wow! we should grab these and turn them in to the lost and found" but I was all, "no - it's a dream and wouldn't do any good."

I woke up.

(*) My linux box is actually up, but not able to connect to the Internet. Last night we messed with the router and never got it working.

(**) This is a bunch of made up dream silliness.

(***) 5:48 am Wende's alarm went off in our bedroom.

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ultimate

9:56pm CDT Wednesday 3 October 2000

We developed a new game during ultimate tonight. For a few weeks, for some unknown reason, people have yelled "DOMINATE!!" at/to Andy when he makes a good play in the endzone - either defensively or offensively. The cheer was used for other players, and tonight, took a whole new level of fun.

Someone, for some unknown reason, yelled "ALIENATE!!" or some other nice 3 syllable word that rhymed. The -ATE words began to randomly fill the otherwise quiet night.

"CONFISCATE!!"

"MEDITATE!!"

"PENETRATE!!"

"ADMINISTRATE!!"

"RADIATE!!"

"EXASPERATE!!"

"UP TOO LATE!!"

"GYRATE!!"

"Minus one, that's not enough syllables."

"UNDULATE!!"

"ALLEVIATE!!"

"CONSTIPATE!!"

Sean: "alright; I'll say it, MASTURBATE!!"

"ADMINISTRATE"

"PENETRATE!!"

"That's a repeat! minus one."

"ENUNCIATE!!"

"INFILTRATE!!"

"DIFFERENTIATE!!"

Me: "EIGHT!!"

Later, Mark yelled "ATE!!"

Me: "Minus one! I already said that."

Mark: "How did you spell it? A-T-E?"

"Nope; I yelled E-I-G-H-T. Good job."

The game continued in this silly manner for the remainder of the night. When Sean left, people yelled "LATE!"

I'm bummed that I didn't think to yell

"ULTIMATE!!"

(with the long A sound of course)

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