Do you have dream paralysis? That’s what I think I have.

Whatever the dream is, and there are a variety of situations, but I’m ‘stuck’. I’m dreaming but I can’t move.

I strain to get free and move but can’t break free.

At the end of the dream I wake up, usually wrapped up in bedsheets and physically aching from trying to unbind myself.

As an example, I had a dream where I was on a reality TV show. The point was to get from point A to point B. I was really struggling to crawl to point B. Then I saw my body on the floor being attended to by an EMT. Seeing my body with the EMT triggered something and I woke up as I was physically stepping out of the bed in real life.

A psychopath that’s trying to be good

‘contextual knowledge’

this gem was put forward in all seriousness when the data didn’t support the claims in the report: “it’s not in the numbers, but we have a pretty good sense that this is true”

English: Please : Thank you

French: Aujourd’hui : Merci

Spanish: Por Favor : Gracias

German: Regenbogen : Danke

Swedish: tillhör alla : tack

EDIT: This was just a small play at poetry as I wish I knew all of these languages but do not

Love SomaFM and have the t-shirts, magnets, stickers, etc. to prove it!

Mostly into the DroneZone as ambient while at home or at work. Listening with noise-reducing headphones makes it even better.

Alec Baldwin

dear god, how else do you wipe your butt?

Some kind of general pain suppression.

You could turn it off, if you’re into that and sometimes pain let’s you know there might be a problem, but the endless agony people go through would end.

Starbucks. They moved into my neighborhood and put a bunch of small business owners (cafes) out of business including one owned by a very good friend.

Nestle. obvs

Cocaine & Ketamine, but cutting it with something else, I know not what (tons of money?)

I love and donate to SomaFM.

I have been hooked on the ‘DroneZone’, but there are lots of other channels on SomaFM that I should explore.

There is very minimal interruption (hourly? and quietly) asking for donations.

AOL - ISP. Not sure order of operations here… I was also on Mozilla/Netscape (1991/92-?)

Bulletin Board Channels: There was at least one gay one in San Diego (ca. 1992-1995). We would chat and post online, then once a month, meet at a gay bar with name tags with our handles.

IRC - fun chat site (at least into 1997 for me)

LISTSERV - this was less useful for me. signing up for ‘reading lists’ or ‘subscriptions’ to ‘butterflies’ ‘sourdough’, etc. (I honestly do not recall the groups I signed on to) when no one really seemed to be there (1992-94?) though I didn’t move with the hip crowd

really? that sucks. really? i am genuinely so disappointed, jeez

I thought a ‘concierge program’ was similar to OneMedical. You pay an annual fee, have a PCP, but the PCP doesn’t typically do much besides refer you to specialists, give advice, or prescribe meds.

Public libraries or here

US Postal Service

National Archives

National Park Service

Data.gov

I’ll pause now

There’s a The Cure song in here, somewhere

I felt like that last week at the farmer’s market. I hate it.

Loneward / Hidden in Plain Sight

Jon Brooks / Descent

Robert Rich / Cave Paintings

Claudio Barria Casanueva / Distant Beacons

Tapes and Topographies / Devolve

Tom Heasley / Solitude

Jeff Greinke / Cirrus Currents

Nimanty / Galactic Highway

somafm.com dronezone https://somafm.com/dronezone/index.html

I think we could all chill

neglect

My mother.

She was returning something on a slow night at Best Buy.

We did not make it past the tween greeter at the front door before she unleashed!

Mom went off. The way she was talking, you would think he, personally, did something to harm her. This kid was standing there, shrinking away, with what looked like his girlfriend standing next to him. He was a door greeter, had no control or decisive role in any way.

Of course, she called a manager.

I feel real bad for that kid but love embarrassing my mother by recounting that true tale to others.