Baby Jesus

Sweet baby Jesus, no cuter than any other child. Just a baby. Sure as shit, like all the other times I've attempted to quit smoking, a shitty day comes along that challenges my resolve. Sadly, I was not able to make it through yesterday. Today is a new day and I'm going back to square number one. No dreams recalled from last night due to consumption of wine. No photo today either; I believe you know why. Okay, the week is half over. Let's push through to the short end of the week.

D'Oh!

That's right the camera is still in the car! I've overslept today. I really didn't want to get out of bed this morning; my mind was getting the best of me. It does no good to dwell upon something you cannot change. Who wants a cigarette?

No Aloha

Monday is back! It seems like only last week I was dealing with this same situation. There shall not be a photo today due to the fact that the camera is still in the car. Meh, whatever. There's really not much to tell about dreams from the weekend, anything you would ever find interesting that is. Progress has been made on the Lent front. Not that I had to give something up, but I've wanted to for a while now anyway; Lent just might work as an excuse to quit smoking again. I can't recall the exact statistics, but relapsing is not uncommon. These first few days will be critical. I couldn't sleep worth shit last night; could be due to the lack of nicotine in the system. I've done this before and I know what to expect. I will be my own worst enemy. The question is, which one is going to win?

Being A Grown-Up is for Suckers

Today is Saturday!

Be Careful Where You Lay Down Boy. . .

...in that bed of roses. Promises of petals there, you wake up on the other end.

Sleep, glorious sleep! It felt good to sleep in today; too good in fact. Now I've got to kick my own butt into gear. Sheesh, look at all that hair! Dreaming was good last night. My dreams were tainted by the book I'm reading about Patagonia, aka Tierra del Fuego. I had this one dream that the woman I'm dating was cheating on me with a native of Patagonia. Stupid book. I'm glad Friday has finally come again. It's sunny and warm, who could ask for more? I've just finished paying all the bills and there's still money left over to have fun; that's such a good feeling too. Ahhhh, yes; just have to get through work today and then the playing/frolicking can begin. Have a great Friday "y'all."

Ash Wednesday

Give something up for forty days? Well, I might be able to do this. I don't yet know what I'd give up though. It will have to be something I enjoy but do not need to survive. I'll have to ponder this as the day goes by. I've no dreams to report on today. I think this getting up before the sun has something to do with it. Perhaps, I should get up at 4 a.m. and then go back to bed, as those are the times that I normally remember my dreams. Oh, well; there's lots to do today. I'll have to go do it.

Fat Tuesday

That was a great "nap." I had a dream about being in southeast Asia. I came up on a beach, got out of my boat and proceeded inland. I quickly came to a rice patty, a surprisingly deep rice patty at that. I quickly got my ass out there and on to the foot path. I made my way over to what appeared to be a dock type area as I saw a woman sitting there by herself. Turns out she was from Oregon. She was very pleasant, slightly older than myself. We talked about the mountain in the distance. God, it was a beautiful mountain too. She told me that people like to climb it as there is an old castle near the top.

My other dream was not so pleasant. I was witness to what amounts to a hate crime. Some poor man was attacked with a fire extinguisher because he was gay. It wasn't fun to watch and I'll not describe it for you. I do recall that somebody in the crowd that had gathered mentioned that the victim was also a bishop. These are the dreams that make me say 'wtf!'

That was a great nap! Now I can go to work knowing that I've already celebrated Fat Tuesday.

Cat Head!

Okay, I know, his bed head isn't as impressive as mine, but I had to take a photo of the boy this morning. The only thing I'm going to like about today's weather is the temperature. It's going to rain and there will be very little sun. Poo! Excuse me, the coffee is now ready......Fuck! Today is Fat Tuesday! And National Pancake Day!? It would seem IHOP is giving away pancakes today in exchange for donations to Children's Hospital. I don't think I'll be indulging today for Fat Tuesday, besides, I'm not catholic anymore.

Dreams, hmm, I do recall having one about work; or work-related if you will. I won't bore you with the details of my job though.

I have just decided to go back to bed in honor of Fat Tuesday.

Shit on a Stick!

Monday is here and I'm not quite ready for it. Poop! I really didn't want to do the post this morning; just more evidence of my lack of motivation. Sleeping all day yesterday didn't help much either. I think I was only up and about for about five hours yesterday, the rest of the time was spent in various forms of sleep state. The lesson that has been learned from all this is that too much sleep leads to lethargy and some other word which I cannot think of at the moment. Oh, apathy; that's it, fuck. Ugh, no dreams to report on at the moment. My mind is a whirl with all that has to be done today and all the things I didn't do yesterday that need to be done today. Have a great Monday!

Yes Sam, It is Cold!

Boy, don't I look regal today! Whatever!

Pre-dawn hours are nice. I'm not sure what time I awoke this morning as the power seemed to have been out. I woke up on the couch at some time this morning maybe it was 4 or 4:30. Looking around for a clock to read, none could be found. I rubbed my eyes and looked again; nothing. That's when it sank in. No little diodes glowing, no digital clocks to be read; not even the hum of appliances. It was just amazingly quiet and cold. I stayed right where I was and assessed the situation. How long would the power be out? Would I have to shower with whatever hot water is left? Then I realised that it's not so bad. People are dying in the Midwest and northeast thanks to Old Man Winter. Nice, it's so cold, my coffee only stayed hot for 8 minutes; now it's tepid at best.

I will say this about getting up at a pre-dawn hour; I'll get to experience one of my favorite times of the day. It's the ten minutes or so just before sunrise. I call it the "Blue Time." From what I understand, it's mostly UV light at this point, which gives a kind of purplish/blue light; nature's black light if you will. If you should ever catch yourself up before sunrise be sure to check it out.

Cold Man Winter

The cold continues.....I suppose I'll have to get used to it at some point; a minor inconvenience really. Where to begin? I overslept a bit today due to a late night. Whatever respect I was beginning to develop for the alarm clock and the getting out of bed on time seems to have wilted. As for dreams; I know I had them, yet don't recall much. What I remember is a family gathering. Lots of people, not just my nuclear family. Seems we were all sitting around a room in a square, you know, lining the walls. There was some sort of debate going on. At some point I felt as if I were being judged. I vividly remember my father as being the one who singled me out with a comment. One day I will have to confront my father and resolve whatever needs to be resolved. I thought that I had overcome any ill-will towards him long ago. Seems there still might be something I missed.

I hope everyone had a nice Valentine's Day. If not, well, it's passed now and life can go on. Try to stay warm!

Valentine's Day

February 14th, Valentine's Day. What does this mean? A day when we are socially inclined to present gifts to loved ones to let them know how much they mean to us. This drives the masses to make foolish purchases such as roses. Roses are the most overrated flower in the world. In my humble opinion, there are more beautiful flowers out there and some that smell better than the tired rose. I have always avoided making outlandish purchases for this holiday. So far I've only received one card, aka Valentine. It came in the mail yesterday, from mom. It's very cute; inside the card there are parts to assemble a firetruck. My mom has challenged me to assemble it to see if I still have "all of the dexterity and mechanical ability you had as a child." Once assembled I will post a picture of it; should be simple enough. My only concern is trying not to damage the pieces when punching them out of the card.

No dreams to report on today; that sucks. Not only does that suck, it's only 20 degrees outside today! ARGH! I hope that little cupid bastard freezes his nuts off. May you all have a pleasant Valentine's day. If you've got a crush on somebody I hope you got them something as this is the one day of the year that's designed for such a thing.

Brits on a Suicide Mission

I am so proud to live in Alabama!

Here I Go Again on My Own. . .

Going down the only road I've ever known. Like a drifter I was born to walk alone. . .But I've made up my mind, I'm not wasting no more time. Oh Jesus, where did that come from! Hooray for songs of the eighties. Someone told me yesterday that the greatest song to come out of the eighties was 'Take Me On' by AhHa. It was a great song and an even better video.

I've had trouble this morning remembering my dream(s). I've been doing what amounts to homework since I got up. Preparing a sales presentation for one of my customers and talking to my boss via the phone off and on. Then, once I realised that I wouldn't have to meet him, I set off to take a pic for the blog. While doing that an image hit me like an anvil in an old Looney Tunes cartoon; an image from my dreams last night. Two women having sex in a chair. Yep, that's nice. Everything else from the dream is fuzzy, more like an overall idea. It was night and it was what I think was an apt or hotel room type place. I recall talking to one of the women but what was said is a mystery to me. Oh well, I think I'll go get ready to face the world now. Should be an awesome day; the high is supposed to be in the sixties today. I'll enjoy it while I can as the rain is coming tonight and tomorrow. I know it's Monday, but do your best to have fun!

It's too Fucking Early!

Alive! Alive! I am alive. Okay enough fucking around; there's two dreams to report on. I guess somebody in upper management at Mundo de Suenos was listening yesterday. First, I recall having a discussion with a very old friend; no longer a friend now. He was, what's a good word, brow beating me, heckling me; just being a jackass as he always was when I knew him. He was giving me shit about not drinking enough beer. He said, "I finished my first beer in like eight minutes! What's wrong with you?!" I found this to be odd of course. I did not respond to him, but thought to myself, "Because, jackass, it's not cool to get fucked up anymore; we're adults now." This all makes sense to me though. I knew this guy back in high school. He was the guy that had the 'cool' mom that would let you drink at her house as long as you promised not to drive anywhere. So, we were always over there, you guessed it, drinking beer and playing various card games. He was such a smart ass. His 'sense of humour' was actually quite rude and sometimes downright mean. Let's just hope he's changed for the better now.

Now, I will reveal the connection between the first dream and the second; is this a good spot to do that? Fuck it. Anyway, the aforementioned smart/jack ass used to date the woman that I'm currently seeing. They dated way back in high school, though we never met. So, connecting the dots here, the second dream involves her.

The setting was some sort of function. It had a strong feeling of being religious, despite the fact that the crowd was seated in bleachers; possibly in a gymnasium. I was sitting with my mom. Looking around the crowd, I spotted 'C' (the woman I'm seeing) sitting with an older man, a father type figure. I don't recall what was going on as far as the function is concerned. My mom showed me a card she had gotten for Mother's Day. It was from 'C.' Mom allowed me to read the card. I can see the writing in my mind, recalling the actual words is more difficult; I find this to be entirely frustrating. I can see it in my mind's eye, yet I cannot read it! Whatever 'C' wrote was in cursive and the closing involved something about 'the Grace of God.'

What any of that means, I'm not sure; it's just good to remember some dreams. A friend of mine wrote me yesterday and told me that it's some times believed that if you cannot remember your dreams it's due to the fact that you're in someone else's dreams. If I'm ever in somebody else's dreams, I can only hope that I behave myself.

It's Gettin' Cold!

I seem to have survived the wintry night. It's really not so bad as I had expected. However, we have major problems in el Mundo de Suenos. I'm not remembering any dreams, for about 4 days now. This sucks as this whole blog is supposed to be about my dreams. I try to not post about other things that have nothing to do with sleeping and getting up in the morning. I know I occasionally post funny stuff or late night rants about yelling at gay men. So, perhaps, I'll regail you with the iPod quiz that I took the other day. It's very simple really. There's a list of questions; you set your iPod to shuffle and use the random song titles as the answers to the questions. I won't put them all on here as there are many; just some choice ones.

• 1) How am I feeling today? Hammering the Cramps-Sparklehorse
• 3) What is my best friend’s theme song? Neanderthal-Kaki King
• 4) What is/was high school like? Blue and Wonder-Richard Buckner
• 8) What song describes my parents? Heartache and Misery-John Lee Hooker (wtf!)
• 12) What do my friends really think of me? This Train-Waylon Jennings
• 14) How can I make myself happy? Coffee and Herb Rag-The Gourds (nice!)
• 17) What is some good advice? Bed Is for Sleeping-Matt Sweeny & Bonnie Prince Billy
• 18) What do I think my current theme song is? Poor Boy-Nick Drake
• 19) What does everyone else think my current theme song is? The Gnome-Mussorgsky
• 25) What will your dying words be? Look What You Done for Me-Al Green

I hope all have an awesome Saturday! Do your chores, play and what not!

Old Man Winter: JackAss

Winter weather advisory today. Freezing all day, watch out for rain and sleet after noon. I love waking up to good news. The work shall go on! Getting up in the morning, more precisely, getting out of bed on a cold day, is not unlike being born. Mind you, I've never given birth, so spare me your horror stories. I thought about it this morning. One wakes up in the dark, all warm and cozy, things couldn't be better. Then there is a shocking transition from a dark, warm safe place to a cold bright one. Granted there's no crying, well not most days anyway. It is very important to go straight to the teet of the coffee maker as it is comforting and eases the transition. Also, just as important, it's good to investigate the body that you're walking around in. This is usually done by rubbing different parts, scratching and what not. Hopefully no one will ever have to cut me out of my bed; that would be traumatic! Enjoy your respective Friday adventures people. Oh, I'm sorry I've not posted in a few days. I had trouble remembering to bring the camera in from the car.

The Bottle Tree and Scott H. Biram

Note to gay men everywhere! Don't fucking touch me! Don't rub my shoulder, don't pull my fucking hair! It's okay if you think I'm cute and talk to me; that's cool. I was sure as hell not in the mood for dealing with gays after being stood up by three of my friends; three! Those bastards! Good set by Scott H. Biram. I'm just so fucking pissed after having to wait for three bands to play their sets, get hit on by gay men and have to deal/suffer through it all alone! Calgon, do your thing. . .

Non-Titled Post

Tuesday, hmm; there shall not be a photo today. I left my camera in the car yesterday. If you guys think I'm going to drag my happy ass out there to get it then you're fucked in the head.

I actually remember more than one dream from last night, I suppose that's good.

The first dream involved making out with a housewife. Very nice I must say. After our brief session of sucking face she proceeded to make a cake a cook dinner. This was all fine and dandy till her husband came home. End of dream.

The second was just a dream about pizza and being at a pizza joint; just a glimpse rather than a dream.

The third dream involved a couple of friends and myself on a quest for Toys 'R Us. We were driving around some poorly laid out strip mall area, fussing at each other the whole time. At one point we came across some sort of outdoor aerobics class being held in a parking lot. We slow rolled it so we could get a good look at all the women. Then, on our second pass, I stopped the car and asked the very manly female instructor where the toy store was. Thanks to her help we were now off in the right direction. I'm not sure if we made it to the toy store; I hope we did.

Not bad, I'm sure I've left out some details. It's so hard to remember everything. You guys have a great day! Everybody wang-chung tonight!

Monday, Monday. . .

Monday, good day to sleep in, don't you think. It's cold outside, I don't mind working, it's not that, it's the cold. I'm awake now though, a good first step to getting out of here and working.

I really, really cannot tell you about the dream, trust me on this one folks. Instead, I will regale you with a trivial bit of information. I had my first ever meatball sandwich yesterday at a Superbowel party. Wow! It was awesome, yup yup. Also, I found my USB cable for my ipod the other day and was able to update it for the first time in about a year. I will no longer have to burn cd's to listen to them in the car, I will probably still do it though. Reading books is going to be a priority this month. I'm sick of having all these books I want to read pile up around me. Their cold stares have finally gotten to me. Maybe three books this month, is that too ambitious? The television just hasn't been getting it done lately anyway. Okay, I'm out people. Have a great day; you know what to do!

One Night in Bangkok

One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free You'll find a god in every golden cloister And if you're lucky then the god's a she I can feel an angel sliding up to me One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble Not much between despair and ecstasy One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble Can't be too careful with your company I can feel the devil walking next to me ------------------------------------------------------------------- That's a classic from the forgotten musical 'Chess.' Good morning all. Today is Sunday, the day when some people go to church or whatever. Ha ha, I just looked at today's picture and I appear to have misplaced my left arm. Good thing I'm right handed. Had a knife fight dream last night; kind of cloak and dagger type situation. I was in a bar/cafe with a pretty lady and noticed a couple of bad guys keeping tabs on me. I went to the bathroom to pee and one of them followed me in. We both peed, I got done first and as I passed him on the way out he touched me on the shoulder with a comb. How odd, did he just put some bio-agent on me that would eat my flesh or something? Outside of the bathroom I was confronted by the larger of the two thugs. He had a knife out and was threatening me with it. I was quite agitated and a bit afraid. He seemed to sense this, so, he decided to tease me a bit and held the knife out to me, daring me to take it. Which I promptly did; who's scared now jackass! I took my lady on my arm and we left. Crisis avoided. Yay! Super Bowl Sunday, what a load of crap. Not for me, as I do not subscribe to pro sports. Nevertheless, I will go watch it with some friends. In the mean time, I'll do my best to make sure that the masses have all the cold beer they need. Have a great day, it's the last day of the weekend, make it count!

Calgon, Get Me the Fuck Outta' Here

Ugh! Good morning world; greay world, cold world. Very fitting that I should have a cold and and the weather should suck. Perhaps, after my shower I'll have a better attitude. There will be no picture of myself today. Instead, I've selected a picture from my last trip to Cali. I just need to see some place that's warm and green. Sigh.

I had some interesting and fun dreams last night. The one i remember best was a birthday party for someone I know. I will not discuss this dream due to its graphic nature and the people involved. The innocent must be protected.

Well, it is Friday and that's something to be excited about; if you're not sick! Also, the rodent oracle has predicted an early spring. Thank you rodent oracle! I wish that I had more to say to entertain you guys. I'm tired and I feel as if somebody broke a chair over my back. I will do my best to not let this get me down today. Have a great day, TGIF!

Oh Boy!

I'm taking a nap! But needed a laugh first. . .

Let the Battle Begin

John Cleese and Dan Akroyd?! That was a weird one. The last dream I recall was some sort of comedy sketch. Dan Akroyd was the host on the game show and John's character was one of the "contestants." Dan asked the players, "Who auditioned for Hunt for Red October?" John's character raised his hand and said "Aye." Dan walked over to him and whispered in his ear. John responded to this with a hearty laugh and another "Aye." Hmm, what was that all about?

Well, yesterday was a rough one. I woke up with a sore throat and a little snotty. I didn't have the strength to deal with this thing. Mostly, because I was pissed off at the thought that I might be getting sick. Things have been going very well for me the past few weeks; I'll be very upset if I do end up getting sick. This morning wasn't as bad as yesterday, not much of a sore throat, but my body is a little achy. I'm going to continue to drink vats of water and consume vitamins. When I get home today I will take a long nap and let my immune system do its thing.

If I don't get sick, I've got a fun weekend planned out for myself. There's a date Friday night and then a Groundhog Day party on Saturday. I'd hate to miss either of those. Also, there's a great show next Tuesday; Scott H. Biram. Uh, that's all I've got for now. I think a long, hot shower is in order now. Have a good day, bundle up for the cold and don't forget to smile, laugh and play. Even in my weakened condition, I'll be doing the same.