May 24th, 2006

Every man is his own hell

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I had a bizarre dream last night. I was in New York, a few years in the future. I was working as a storm chaser or a weather scientist, someone that watched global weather patterns. That evening, it was nearing dusk, lady_fox, aetrix9, Sev and I were going to a music event at... some place high up near the Chrysler building. Driving out the weather changed from raining to snow to nothing. The snow was so thick that we had to ditch the car and were immediately greeted by a cacophony of rumblings and crashing. Above us the clouds had frozen. They were floating lower and lower heavy with cold each with tendrils of frozen rainwater scraping across and slamming into buildings above our heads. I was the only person in the group frightened by this, by clouds freezing. The clouds sank lower and I took off running towards our destination.

When we got there, no one was talking about the clouds. Everyone was filing to their seat. The music hall was less a music hall and more the announcement room from 1984 with huge plasma screen TVs. Our seats were off to one side such that we had to turn around in our chairs to see the screen. I got annoyed and said we should find better seats. No one agreed; I got angry and walked off. I ran into another QAer sitting in a better seat and joined him. Lights went out and I fell asleep. Lights up and people were leaving. I tried to find my group to no avail. Curious about the state of the clouds, I went to the balcony that overlooked the city (it was the same view as in the end of Fight Club). The city was pretty well beat up; detritus everywhere; cars overturned and smashed; holes in the street; broken highways, etc. The sun was rising and the clouds began to thaw. The tendrils fell apart and destroyed more of the city. I took off to my car, found everyone else and tried to drive off. As we got in the car I said, "Is this proof enough about global warming?" and woke up.

Odd stuff but something on my mind as of late. This is the third weather related dream in a few weeks. Disconcerting especially when following the news.

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Electra is built like a linebacker. She doesn't have a neck when kitty-loaf'ed. This image emphasizes that lack. Here eyes are mostly yellow but they came out blue-green after adjusting the contrast etc.


Notes to self - MP3blogs, Audacity, Jesse's Year in Review, return library books.