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Dreams

6:39am JST Sunday 16 April 2006 (day 13171)

A bad guy was at the entrance to the cave at the bottom of a beach and we had to get into the cave without him shooting us. The cave, however, was a dead-end, but I was assured we could use the rocks in the back of the cave to block the front of the cave in a way that he couldn't break through, not even during the construction process. But, in order for us to get back out again, we would have to remember the technique we had used to place the rocks, and the easiest way to do that, I was told, was to use a specific number of stones on each level of building this wall.

I was asked to choose a number and stick with it, any number would do, but it was of vital importance that the number be remembered, and be accurate.

I couldn't understand how we were able to place small stones or large stones, as I was doing, and the sizes not matter, but just the number of stones. To test the theory, I placed some really oddly shaped stones, like vertical plates of glass from museum-sized aquariums, little wedge shaped stones, and a revolving door. The theory held, but I found counting the stones difficult with all the glass reflecting and refracting, and odd shapes in between.

We ended up with an escalator built into our cave, going up to the top of the mountain, but didn't finish something, so when we started back down, the bad guy was at the base of the escalator waiting for us.

I noticed him before getting on the escalator, and saw he had a small high powered rifle, so I backed up and wondered how I could get away.

I recognized it was a dream, so I could just fly backwards, and even if he tried to shoot me, I could slow the bullets down like Bullet Time in The Matrix. Then I realized it was my dream, so I was as powerful as Neo: I just said, "no" and stopped all the bullets.

- - - -

I was in the bedroom of my ex-girlfriend, but with whom I still hoped I could hook up. She left the room, and I was like, "I hope she comes back sits on my face," but then her younger sister came in so I was like, "HI!" and all horniness vanished as I was totally in babysitter-mode.

We dream-shifted out onto the sidewalk and the sister was asking me questions, like, "when you are 35 do you start to have dreams?"

and I was like, "still?"

and she's like, "oh yeah, when you are 35 do you still have dreams?"

and I was all, "do you keep a diary?"

"yeah,"

and was about to say, "ever since I started writing down my dreams, I remember more and more dreams, in more vivid detail,"

but just then Christine was walking up with her father, and I was totallly shocked cause I haven't seen her in years, so I was like, "just a moment" and went up to hesitantly embrace Christine, who didn't really hug me back, but as she walked away was like, "call me tomorrow," as if I knew the number, and I rememember the first part, but had to confirm the last 4 digits and ended up with 522-4333, and she was like, "yeah, I'll be free tomorrow [so be sure to call]."

- - - -

In a building that was being remodeled to fit a new need, but the staircases were all staying in the same place, so it was like being able to see from a new perspective what the building looked like internally.

Where a wall had been was now a door which opened to a staircase, which was adjacent to a set of low-angle escalators, one going down, and the other up to someplace new.

Fred and I were going to race to point B, but the rule was we had to get lost first by going someplace unknown by going into the maze of construction. We climbed over the stair railing onto the down escalator and then to the up escalator and ended up outside in a downtown city that I knew well, and the building way over there, but in direct sight.

We cancelled the game because we hadn't really gotten all that lost. But then I realized I could win because I was dreaming and could just teleport myself to the building.

More emacs code

9:38am JST Sunday 16 April 2006 (day 13171)

Totally awesome. I have now fixed a long-standing problem: making paragraph tags automagically be class="dream" or not, depending on the name of the file.

;; robnugen.com
(define-skeleton html-rob-paragraph
  "Prints HTML paragraph tag depending on filename.

If filename contains \"Dream\" or \"dream\", then paragraphs with 
class=\"dream\" are used.  Otherwise, un-classed paragraphs are used."
  nil
  (if (string-match "[Dd]ream" (buffer-file-name))
      (skeleton-insert (cons (html-dream-paragraph) nil))
    (skeleton-insert (cons (html-paragraph) nil))))

What took forever was getting the skeleton-insert line right. The documentation was too technical (and the error codes too terse) for me to really understand, so I spent a good deal of time making guesses as to how to call it. I was nearly at the point of giving up and just repeating the code in the html-dream-paragraph and html-paragraph skeletons... and I just guess-coded a skeleton-insert call that worked.

My computer

12:27pm JST Sunday 16 April 2006 (day 13171)

Cleaned up the desktop on my computer, ran through all of the options in System Preferences and made a few tweaks: added images to the users on the machine (rob, yruu), added hot-corner functionality for the mouse cursor, and deleted a bunch of crap.

Slogging through email

4:08pm JST Sunday 16 April 2006 (day 13171)

I just spent like 4 hours slogging through the huge backlog of emails that have accumulated during the PB adventure, and my bicycling without wireless internet adventure.. Got from about 400 messages to 177 in my inbox.

Good to get in touch with some peeps I hadn't touched in a while!

- - - -

But still, a bit disheartening to have not heard from Richard in Kobe nor the woman I wrote to in Kyoto to see if I could sleep on one of their couches (closer to the meditation center than here at the farm).

fellowship of the ring

6:25pm JST Sunday 16 April 2006 (day 13171)

On page 111 of Fellowship of The Ring by ol' what's his name. Really good book. This edition has been slightly scribbled in Japanese in a few places, possibly definitions of words or the like.

zzzzz

12:26am JST Monday 17 April 2006 (day 13172)

Digging through more directories on my computer, I have uncovered TONS of pictures that I would like to put on my site. Lots of YRUU-related stuff: pics from rallies and local YRUU (including some of Wende!), and pics from when Bryn invited me to London and Paris with her.

It appears that I'm finally going to start getting these online; I have the tools just about built the way I want, but there's still the tedious process of naming the images.... and a lot lot lot of these peeps' names (especially all the mugbook shots from Houston Rally (2002?) I don't remember slash never knew, though there are some name tags involved.

But right now, I am too friggin' tired to do more; gots to go to b e d.

And wake up tomorrow and write some dream entries with my new automagical class="dream" tagger!