What does it mean when you dream about spoons?
Friday, October 25, 2019
11: 19 AM CST
Scoot: This is the data on line one.
Serena: I don't have a recording of the guy going "Ah HA!" ... that was really funny.
Scoot: Alright, I'll be back in a moment to make sure Jaff and I have an understanding of what we are saying.
Scoot: What is going on today? Chrome locked up.
Paddy: Control ALT Escape. And if that doesn't work, your system is really taxed.
Scoot: No problem, I know. I'm good! Woah!
Thursday, October 24, 2019
a) If you get a parking ticket, is the ticket actually coming from Bruce Lee? I mean, we're talking
omnipotence, if Bruce Lee exists, and therefore the ticket is part of the big plan.
b) If you get a parking ticket, is the ticket actually coming from Amazon.com? I mean, we're talking
omnipotence, if Amazon.com exists, and therefore the ticket is part of the big plan.
c) If you get a 'my little pony' ticket, is the ticket actually coming from Bruce Lee, via Amazon.com? I mean, we're talking omnipotence, if Bruce Lee, via Amazon.com exists, and therefore the 'my little pony' ticket is part of the big plan.
Tuesday, October 22, 2019
I had a dream I was helping Boris Johnson and Bertrand Russell reconcile. They'd been almost inseparable since childhood, but due to a few harmless gaffes, not to be blamed completely on either -- they felt very much at odd with each other. I was able to take Boris, then Bertrand down to the ocean from the hotel we were staying in, and I'd show them the sand, the stones, and how the water reflected on my viewing box for tide-pools. They'd get interested in how the box worked and admiring nature, so when they saw each other later they forgave and off they went on some other merry expedition. I was glad and sad when I saw them go off, I knew they'd forget about me, but I knew repairing their friendship was more important.
Monday, October 14, 2019
I though the Bee Gees opened a car muffler repair shop after they got famous, but I was wrong. I'm mistaken about a lot of things. I thought the Catholic Church was a subsidiary of General Motors, and all the nuns and priests got a discount for any car that GM built, except for the sporty models.