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Dream Will Smith

9:32am JST Saturday 31 January 2009 (day 14192)

I came across Will Smith's phone number, printed in relatively large letters on a wall in the house where I moved in. After some deliberation, I called the number and he answered in a sleepy voice. Dang. Quietly, I was like, "Will?" and wondering what I was gonna say. He didn't really respond, so I go, "Will?" again and maybe again and then, "I'm sorry for waking you up, but I just wanted to say I really like your music, and I've been listening since He's The DJ, I'm The Rapper.." Still not much response, so I started rapping song lyrics from the album. "we went to the studio, then we made a video; didn't make a movie though, maybe the next year or so, yo, I gotta message for all my fans and friends, the next album was dope y'all, and here we go again!" and I realized I said 'next' instead of 'last' but just finished out the line in hopes that he wouldn't notice. I got a bit of a more positive reaction, so I tried a different song, "dooo dooo doo dooooooooo bududududum Now I've gotta story that I'd like to tell, about a guy you know he had me scared as hell! He had rips in his shirt and veins in his teeth, everyone knew he said his name was Keith!" I knew I was on the wrong track there, but Will laughed again, so I was feeling a bit more relaxed, and was like, "so I just want to thank you for your music and inspirational living, going for your dreams and living a clean life and everything; that's really cool. I know it may just be the public persona, but I see you as genki all the time, so I somehow guessed you'd be awake at 9am."

He answered back, "well thank you."

I went outside and was telling him about the old neighborhood where he used to live, and then I saw a woman skating up on high heels with single roller skate wheels in the front. She could lean back on her heel to stop or lean forward a bit to go. "omigosh, Will; I'm looking at some roller skate high heels." He was like, "really?" and I go, "do you want a picture?" and he's like, "yeah, that would be cool," and then he changed his mind, "ah, nah, don't worry about it; I'm sure I'll see them when they become popular," but I was like, "well *I* want a picture, hahhahaha I'm just lookin' for my camera here." and found my camera then went back outside and realized I wouldn't be able to keep the photos cause this was a dream.

Oh snap, if the camera is a dream, then talking to Will Smith must also be a dream. Dang. Well, at least I didn't wake him up at 9am.

Internets

1:49pm JST Saturday 31 January 2009 (day 14192)

Spent most of my morning on internets, mostly facebook. I deleted all my porn last night after telling Ami that it's as bad for me as TV is for her (or worse?) There's an endless supply; I don't know that I necessarily need to horde it.

Anyway, I was on facebook a lot and watched a bunch of videos of animals on modern household appliances: roombas and treadmills. Mostly cats. I favorited my two favorites, but of those the cats on treadmill had me crying laughing the first time I saw it.

Then downloaded Secure PHP Form Mailer Script by Dagon Design. It worked quite well as advertised, and I may suggest that Tariq use it on his website.

(This is interesting grammar above. To me "I may suggest that Tariq use it" sounds correct, but "I may suggest that Tariq uses it".. wait oh I see it. The second would mean that I'm implying Tariq already uses it, but in the first I'm saying it would be a good idea if Tariq were to use it.)

I wonder what a grammar guru would say about that.

Ami called me at 1:05pm while I was in the shower, and then called me again at 1:11pm and sounded surprised when I answered in a completely awake voice. She had thought my slumber kept me from answering the first time. Chatted with her a bit (a 30 minute bit) while I got ready and walked to the train, on which I'm now headed to a listening workshop put on my UER (United to End Racism) or something something like that. The location is pretty farther away and well more expensive than I'm used to paying for what I imagine provides the same thing I get free twice a month with my men's group, but perhaps I'll learn a thing or ten.

Anyway, the conversation with Ami had limited substance, but at one point I asked how she felt about last night. She said, "Sad, Shock, and Angry." Fair enough. I told her, "A little sad. Not angry. A little happy." permalink

UER

8:22pm JST Saturday 31 January 2009 (day 14192)

On the way home from the United to End Racism pre-course introduction thing led by a woman named Emma, for her first time, and for the first time in English in Japan.

The basic premise as I understand so far: through intentional listening of others in the group, we can get to understand our similarities while releasing emotional blocks. It seems quite similar to my men's group except that UER is co-gender (actually biased towards women in our group) and focuses a bit on resolving -isms in our world: racism, genderism, wealthism, ageism, religism, etcism.

I can't likely come to all the classes (there are 11 others scheduled, all the way out to June), but I'll come next week and to the next after that. After that, I may be working for OM in Yokohama on weekends.