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Thursday, March 15, 2007
DST and the Sound of.....It all started on a Saturday. Good gravy. All excited Friday to get my $17 soundcard. 5.1 surround sound, definite improvement over the onboard card. Oh happy day. Then I discovered the pci slot that doesn't work - winders never found new hardware. So then there was trying another slot. Then installing the drivers from the CD. But every time the drivers got installed I lost net, and phone of course. So then I had beautiful sound but couldn't get online. Uninstalled drivers, net - no sound. So we played with settings, many many settings. And every time winders said "there's no conflict." Right. The sound drivers are the Jews and the Ethernet card is the Palestinians, but no conflicts. Anyway, that was Saturday. Sunday I cleaned, did dishes, laundry, went to the grocery . I was feeling particularly anti-social that day and buried myself in a book for several hours. Had a terrible night's sleep because suddenly 11 was 12 and I layed there doing the math and fretting over not getting up in time. If the clock says 12:00, and I usually go to bed on Sunday night at 11:45, and there is a train leaving San Francisco at 3pm traveling 50 mph, powered by 2 midgets in tutus who consume a quart of beer every 15 minutes.... I managed to drag myself awake Monday. Before I knew it Monday had come and gone, the day part at least. The dream that night made me late Tuesday. I didn't want to wake up and lose where I was - it was just that strange and fun. Last night I went to Circuit City and got another soundcard - this time a Soundblaster. Took it home and after about an hour and a half of booting, rebooting, winders losing my primary hd to boot from, getting it back.... I had net and sound and everything was beautiful and right with the world. So I called my brother and he said it was the best Skype-type call he had ever heard - so clear and crisp. Worth the frustration? The jury is still out. Wednesday night I went "into the big city" to see Hair High in eager anticipation of Plympton madness. It was great for the first half and I had my hopes up for a grand finish. But it fizzled. Looked like someone else took over the project, he ran out of ideas (perish the thought), or just lost interest. Could be a combination I suppose. Came home and played with the computer's entrails for a while, trying to get the ide cables untangled. Was up till almost 1. Ran out of work today. Trying to stay awake til 6. I think I have 5 year burnout. Tuesday, March 13, 2007
AN ADVANCED ALIEN CIVILIZATION HAD TAKEN OVER EARTH AND WE WERE RELEGATED TO HOUSING UNITS MUCH LIKE CONDOS WITH ELEVATOR TYPE DOORS (THE INNER PART OF THE DOOR WAS ORANGE WITH ALIEN LETTERING. THIS IS IMPORTANT THOUGH I DON’T KNOW WHY) THAT LOCKED. WE WERE MONITORED CLOSELY AND IF THERE WAS EXCESSIVE INDEPENDENT THOUGHT OR CREATIVITY OUR UNITS WERE TORCHED BY THE WIRING WITH US INSIDE. IT WAS AN AMAZING SET UP. ALL OF OUR NEEDS WERE TAKEN CARE OF AND WE WERE ISSUED NEW ALIEN BODIES THAT WERE VERY HUMANOID. WE ALSO HAD COUNSELORS THAT WOULD COME IN TO SEE HOW WE WERE ADJUSTING. SOME PEOPLE WERE FINE WITH THEIR NEW SETUP, OTHERS WERE CONSTANTLY NAUSEUOS, AND SOME WOULD DRINK IN EXCESS TO MAKE THEM FEEL MORE COMFORTABLE IN THEIR NEW SKIN. PART OF OUR NEW HOME WAS MADE UP OF A HUGE INDOOR FLEA MARKET IN ATLANTA. THERE WE COULD SHOP AND FREELY MOVE ABOUT. THERE WAS A HUGE CITY ABOVE US. ALL BLACK TOWERS WITH BRIGHTLY LIT WINDOWS. FLYING SHIPS OR CARS. LOOKED VERY MUCH LIKE A SEMI-ANIMATED MATTE PAINTING. THERE WERE OTHERS LIVING UP THERE THAT WERE EVEN MORE CLOSELY REGULATED THAN WE WERE AND AT NIGHT WE COULD SEE EXPLOSIONS AND FIRES AND IN THEIR UNITS. WE KNEW THAT SOME OF THEM LONGED TO LIVE WITH US IN OUR CITY. I WISH I COULD REMEMBER ITS NAME. IT BEGAN WITH A C, THAT'S ALL I'M GETTING AT THE MOMENT. ONE OF OUR HOSTS HAD BEFRIENDED ME AND HE WAS AN ARTIST. HE WROTE, SCULPTED, ETC. I WAS ALLOWED IN TO MOVIES WHEN I WAS WITH THEM. WE SAW SEVERAL UNITS GET TORCHED EVERYDAY AND AMAZINGLY IT DID NO DAMAGE TO THE ONES AROUND THEM. 2 OUTSTANDING VISUALS WERE IN THIS DREAM. ONE WAS WHERE THIS GIRL WAS MAD AT HER BOYFRIEND. EVEN THOUGH HE HAD ONLY ONE PROSTHETIC EYE IN THE FORM OF A CAMERA AT THE END OF A LONG CABLE, IT WANDERED. SHE DECIDED THAT IF HE WANTED TO SEE EVERYTHING OR EVERYONE SO MUCH THAT SHE WOULD HELP HIM. SHE GRABBED HIS "EYE" AND PLUGGED IT INTO AN OCTOPUS OF CABLES LIKE IT. SUDDENLY I COULD SEE THROUGH THIS CABLE AND IMAGES OF TELEVISION, MOVIES, AND PEOPLE WERE COMING IN FROM ALL DIRECTIONS. IT WAS OVERWHELMING AND HE ABOUT LOST HIS MIND. ANOTHER INTENSE VISUAL WAS MY FRIEND TAKING ME TO A LASER LIGHT SHOW. IT WAS ALL ON THE CEILING AND IT PUT ME IN A DEEP HAPPY TRANCE. THERE WAS A SIDE OR BACK STORY TO THE DREAM TOO, ABOUT WHEN WE WERE FIRST INVADED AND SOME GIGANTIC ROBOT THAT WAS RAVAGING EVERYTHING IN SIGHT. AND THERE WAS ANOTHER INVASION THAT HAD STARTED ON A SMALLER SCALE INVOLVING INSECTS. SEEMED THAT WHEN EXTERMINATORS CAME TO KILL ROACHES, FLIES, ETC. THEIR CHEMICALS ACTUALLY MADE THEM MULTIPLY EXPONENTIALLY. THAT WAS CREEPY AS WELL. FROM MY VIEW I COULD SEE THE CRITTERS IN THE CRAWLS SPACES AND AIR DUCTS GETTING SPRAYED AND ACTUALLY SAY THEM GROW IN NUMBERS. LIKE I COULD SEE THE GUY ABOVE THE GRATING SPRAYING THE CHEMICALS. ANYWAY, THAT'S ALL I REMEMBER FOR NOW. |