7/2/22:
I was in an all-white hotel room. No one else was there. I looked at the room service menu and it was blank at which point I realized I was trapped. The dream went from third-person to first-person when I decided to escape. First I needed to find clothes because I was undressed. Before I could do that, I was grabbed by arms from behind. The arms were 'solid latex' and put me in a sleeper hold. I voice said 'Oh no you don't."
7/2/21:
I was laying sans-clothes in the top bunk of a bedroom watching a volleyball match on TV. It turned out it was Lincoln Land playing the Evil Team that was as usual skirting rules...the match was not in a gym, however. It was being played on a beach alongside the ocean and there was a massive storm going on so the TV cameras had drops of water on them affecting the view. LLCC's setter set a ball--from left to right, and was whistled for coming under the net--even though video replay showed no one was around her.
I yelled at the TV for LLCC to challenge the call but the coach--an alum named Kiersten who was coaching in a safety-orange sports bra and dress shorts--couldn't hear me. She said the storm was too loud. So, I got out of bed, wrapped the crimson sheet around me like a toga and walked into the TV screen to go to the game (reminding me of Mercer from 'Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep'...and the question of suffering). I told Kiersten again why to protest. The official was sitting on a red velvet throne and waved away a protest saying the setter had gone under the net. I told him that the video review was permitted because LLCC had five challenges remaining and that no player was near the setter at the time and he needed to apply college rules rather than high school. The other official standing there then asked, "There are different rules for college?"
7/2/17 #1:
Trying to decide on a game to play and giving explanations. Julie kept interrupting, until finally I said, "Fine, you explain them." She couldn't. She had never played Star Fleet Battles, Totaler Krieg, or Wallenstein. Since she couldn't explain, we couldn't play.
7/2/17 #2:
I was somewhere with Eric/Baron/Larry. Erik Johnson joined us late because he was driving with 'his tire a little low'--we looked and 2/3 of the tire was missing. The gas station was closed, so Erik decided to walk into a nearby house, saying "It's okay. We play games online together. I'm 'Lock' and he's 'Pick'. That's our team name: Lockpick." The rest of us decided going in to someone else's home we didn't know was illegal, so we left Erik there to go get pizza.
7/2/17 #3:
I went to a museum on American slavery. There was a dinner. At the dinner, I said "I wish we could get past racism." Someone who went to my high school, stood up, pointed at me, shrieked (just like in Invasion of the Body Snatchers), and yelled, "He's one of the oppressive white males here to destroy us." Everyone harumphed (like in Blazing Saddles) until I said back, "But she's white and a billionaire!" Then everyone slapped me on the back and asked what I thought about President Pence.
7/12/10:
Last night I decided to climb up a cliff here in Sigel. I did it with Keith Jackson (who is in great shape for an 80yr old announcer). We wanted to watch the Sigel 500 but didn't have a good view. It was a close race--Jeff Gordon lost to "The King" from Pixar's CARS.
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