dreams
Now that a large load of stress is removed, my brain felt free to have dreams again.
* An acquaintance told me that he was part of a class action suit against Hess.
“Hess, the gas station chain?”
“Yes”
“…but against their internet dating site branch?”
“< mumble >”
“But you met your wife through their site, and you’re happily married! Why are you joining a class action lawsuit against them?”
“< mumble >”
* I snuck into a group house where a former coworker lived and painted all of his 25mm lead gaming miniatures. He was upset at first, but hadn’t realized that one could even paint these things, so he came around. I didn’t even apply a wash to bring out the shadows, or drybrush to show the highlights, but he was happy. Someone asked “When did you ever learn to paint miniatures?”. I responded “Can you honestly imagine that I did not play D&D as a kid?”
* Jamie Hynamen of The Mythbusters was in my grandmother’s kitchen, complaining to my uncle that he had to give up his diet of pure spirulina and replace it with one of pure frozen corn, because he’d been gaining a bit of weight from the spirulina. This sounded odd to me.
* At a fancy restaurant I had dinner with a voluble Italian gentleman who wanted to play cards and also rearrange the plates on the table. Despite these two things, he struck me as pretty cool.
* I ran into a band of roving hippy engineers who ran their startup out of a collection of of school buses and mobile homes. They were headed for “Peace River – the northernmost town in New Hampshire”. They didn’t smell too good, but they were cool.
etc.
