Haines His Way

Good Afternoon!

THREE LAPS!!!*

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*And in order not to possibly over-extend myself, I took a two minute break between each lap - each lap equaling 1.5 miles.  Plus, I sprinted the last 1/4-mile of each lap.  And I even took my shirt off for the last 1/4-mile.  I've never done that for various reasons.  But I have to say, it felt quite good and energizing feeling the air on my skin during that last sprint.

And now, before I do just a little bit more stretching...

DR elmore - That really does suck about the lease.  -However, is it possible you could do something like what was in that "Curtain Rods" story that was posted here a little while ago?  

and, in honor of yesterday's postings...

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I don't seem to recall talking about Carol Channing yesterday.

During yesterday's errandizing, one of the stops was at Best Buy.  Der Grampa was trying to find some cables for Magic Mommy and Daddy, but the cables were not to be found.  Maybe a trip to Radio Shack is in order.

However, while at Best Buy der Grampa spotted some examples of Blue Ray discs being shown.

Dear DR Matt: you may get a request from Der Brucer soon, requesting suggestions about upgrading our equipment.

When I hear Blu-Ray I always think of Manta Ray....and She-Ra and He-Man which of course makes me think of Sacco and Venzetti....which makes me think of DR EDISAURUS!

Stream of consciousness.....

upgrading our equipment.

euphemism?  

Rates are 112 euros to 582 euros! VERY "cheap" indeed!

So...

We'll see you there in the front row, on the video?

OK... Time for a little more stretching, then a nice shower.

Laters...

DR Elmore - Rats!

CONGRATULATIONS, DR Cillaliz, and all best wishes as you embark upon this new venture!

DR Adriana Patti, glad your computer is back!

***ACCEPTANCE VIBES*** for bk's USPS package this morning.

Yea! for Skip's great Herringbone notice!

DR JoseSPiano, very glad that you were not seriously injured.  Are those hands insured by Lloyd's of London?

DR TCB, are you going to post photos of your neighbor's arms?  

It appears that Chatty Cathy is BACK!!

Glad to see that SINGDAW is back in form.

Glad to see that SINGDAW is back in form.

Still waters run deep.    

 

TOD:

I have a number of recurring dreams.  There's my tornado dream, in which I see a tornado  rapidly approaching my house (I always wake up before it strikes.)  There's the dreams about my dad, in which he reveals that he is still alive after all these years and that his death was just a joke he was pulling on all of us.  There's the dream in which someone is trying to force their way into my house and I have to get to the front door in time to close and lock it.

There's my theatre dream, in which I find myself at a college reunion party of my old theatre department.  But to my confusion and horror, I find that it's not just a party--we are reviving a production of a Shakespeare play and I am fully expected to perform and I am in no way prepared.

There's my alien invasion dreams, which are so much like the movie SIGNS that I should have sued.  

My least favorite dreams were sort of like DR Singdaw's--I'm trying to climb the stairs in my high school or one of the buildings in college and my legs are like lead--I have to pull myself up on the railings and it's almost impossible to ascend the steps.  It's been a long long time since I had that dream, thank Buddha!

Aside from those dreams that I can't really talk about here (this being a family site and all), my favorite dreams are my flying dreams.  Now I have some that are merely so-so--I just sort of float over the floor and I can only move if I push myself off of objects and I don't go very far.  But there are wonderful dreams in which I can soar way up in the sky, over the roof tops and trees in my neighborhood.  I sometimes find myself flying above the Jersey Pine Barrens, swooping over the forests and skimming and splashing over the wetlands.  I love having those dreams!

Such a repertoire!

Has anyone ever tried lucid dreaming?  It's where you make yourself aware that you are dreaming while you are still dreaming and you make whatever you what to happen occur in your dream.  The two or three times that I was actually able to do this led to the kind of dreams I can't discuss here.  But it's been suggested to me that I should attempt it in my more anxiety-ridden dreams and perhaps fly up into the oncoming tornado or to welcome in and embrace whoever it is that is trying to force their way into my front door.  I don't know if I have the guts to do that, even in my dreams.

I have done something similar. After awakening from a bad dream, and still in a semi dream state, I've tried to rework the dream into something more acceptable.

40 years ago today, my mother took me for my first visit to New York City.  I still have the detailed daily diary I kept on New York Hilton stationery and am about to send Mom an email that includes Blue Gobo clips from the 2 Broadway shows we saw:  Cabaret (original cast) and Funny Girl (with Mimi Hines).

How nice that you still have these things.

I think the anti-clutter people often overlook how meaningful some memories--and memorabilia--can be.