1. What was the last dream you remember?
Last night, I dreamed about this big meeitng we are going to have at work today. And we had to rearrange a lot of the conference rooms, because a huge contingent of Marines was marching over to participate in the meeting. Very odd.
2. Do you believe in Dog?
The family dog, Bruno could be a diety. I think I could believe in him and his spirit, certainly. When he barks, I listen. I obey.
3. What is the most expensive item you have ever broken?
I am sure something from my clumsy, clumsy teenage boy past. I worked on the high school stage, running lights and the facility for folks who rented the hall. Once I spilled water on the old, electrical light board – causing it to instantly weld – and I am pretty certain when all was said and done, that it was broken forever.
4.The Stockshow is in town. Let’s contemplate. Would you have a problem eating horse meat and why or why not? How about goat.
The idea of horse meat repulses me. Don’t really know why. I imagine it as tough and greasy. I have had goat and it is a lot like lamb. Doesn’t mean it is automatically good. Like lamb, it ihas to be prepared delicately, but it can be wonderful.
5. What is your favorite time of day?
I like mornings. The calm, the quiet, the reenergized spirit. About 5 or 6 am when all is well in the world.
1. What was the last dream you remember?
Jerry Garcia was my bartender at the beach. It was pretty great. I’d actually pay to be dropped back into that dream.
2. Do you believe in Dog
Clearly, I do.
3. What is the most expensive item you have ever broken?
not counting cars, or hearts… it was probably this dude’s glass bong that I knocked over in college. We were drinking at his house and I brushed past it and it fell and shattered. Had to replace dude’s bong. Know what sucks about that? I don’t smoke at all, that is what kills me. I mean, if I smoked then we would have just gotten all high and forgotten about it, right? I mean, maybe that is why he made me pay for it… because I wasn’t a smoker. I should have told him I was a cop!
4.The Stockshow is in town. Let’s contemplate. Would you have a problem eating horse meat and why or why not?
Not really. Meat is meat. To justify eating one animal but not another is stupid.
5. What is your favorite time of day?
about 2 am. Though I am working hard to change my ways (was in bed by midnight last night) I am very much a night owl. I am more awake at 2 am doing chores around the house than any other time. My mom used to say (and probably still does) “you are wasting the day” because with staying up all night comes sleeping all day. My response would be “No, you are wasting the evening”. That being said, if there was competetive sleeping I would be the greatest in the history of the world… EVER. No, that isn’t the stupidest idea in history. The stupidest idea in history is dude who came up with ‘competetive eating’. What’s worse about that is we are the fattest country in the world, and every year we lose to these tiny japanese guys.
!) Thom & I were living in a 60’s style apartment & some kid was passed out on our kitchen floor. Thom was hovering over him saying, “I know what it’s like…I’ve wanted to kill my Mom too.” Que?
@) I do not believe in Dog.
#) I’ve “broken” a brand new Camaro. Whoopsies!
$) Thanks to Thom, I now know I wouldn’t care for horse meat. I’m starting to have issues with eating meat again anyway, so… I’m unsure about goat because of the whole Satan thing. I think it would be tasty because it’s chock full o’ evil.
%) My favorite time of day is dawn, oddly enough. It works best when I’m alone or being left alone because I’m not a “morning person” but, that’s my fave.
1. I remember most of my dreams—not for long, but I do remember them.
This morning, I had a dream about moving—I was between places, and my car was full of stuff. For some reason, I had to stop by one of my co-worker’s houses to shower (probably because I was homeless). After getting cleaned up, I hit the road and drove south to the promised land (somewhere around Meeker) to begin my new life.
2. I never cared for the idea of an omniscient, needy, emotional train wreck who eats sleeps and breathes for you–as long you promise to do the same. Oh. . .wait. . .you said dog.
3. I’m a uniter, not a divider.
4. I have a bit of an issue with eating mammals—it seems odd to eat our closest genetic relatives simply for the protein value. However with that said, horse is so economical and versatile that I probably eat it every day. From sashimi style horse at lunch, to a hearty horse cassoulet on a cold winter’s night, nothing warms up the cockles quite like a mouth full of mare. Mmmmmm. . . ..Goats? Also surprisingly versatile. I like a good grilled goat, with a yogurt dipping sauce. They’re also delicious stewed, and of course sashimi style.
5. I like all times of day, and am able to romanticize each of them. Thus, IÂ’m a reluctant morning person whoÂ’s also a night owl. Sleep takes a back seat to living as far as IÂ’m concerned. [With that said, IÂ’m pretty certain that nothing good ever takes place at 3 a.m.. . . .I canÂ’t think of a single 3 a.m. decision IÂ’ve ever made thatÂ’s turned out well.]
~ Last Monday I worked a 17 hour shift and was totally out of it when I got home.. which is why I think I had the weirdest dream I’ve had in years. In the dream, a patient of mine had COR’d (died and resuscitative efforts were exercised) and TONS of morhphine was brought in and administered, so used vials were all over and in sharps containers (making it impossible to count). In the melee, I had gone home after my shift, realizing I had forgotten to take 3 syringes of morphine out of my scrubs pocket, 2 mg each (mistake number one, I wouldn’t ‘forget’ to do something like that – that’s serious shit).. and after pondering for hours and deciding that the “mistake” would never be discovered (gigantic mistake number two) I shot 1mg into the fat pad of my stomach, which is also incorrect as it’s an IV drug) and laid back in bed.. and what’s weird is (like it’s not already disturbing) I felt the EXACT FEELING that I get when I receive morphine (e.g. my surgery, when I had gastroenteritis, etc – it’s a feeling you don’t forget, apparently, at least on the subconscious level). It was SO INTENSE and real. Talk about “Reverse Nurse”. I woke up in a PANIC on Tuesday thinking “WHAT HAVE I DONE OH MY GOD I AM SO DUMB I AM GETTING FIRED AND GOING TO JAIL” and then realized it was just a dream.. I guess that’s what they call a “user dream”. I’ve heard that people quitting heroin, meth, etc.. have vivid dreams in which they use and get that exact feeling as if they were really doing the drug. Their brain doesn’t know the difference. If only that could be studied so people could be FOOLED into experiencing that feeling, but without the drug.. then they could enjoy themselves without physical dependency or health repercussions.
2. I believe there’s *something* out there beyond our sight. Maybe it’s “Cat”.
3. Probably the 1994 Subaru that ended up totaled. Granted, it was not my “fault”, but the officer didn’t see it that way.
4. I wouldn’t knowingly eat horse meat. My reasoning is that there are certain animals that seem capable of forming unique social bonds with humans, horses being one of them – along with dogs, cats, primates, dolphins, whales and on occasion, other humans – and I just don’t feel like eating them.
5. It depends on the day. On my days off I love the mornings.. on workdays I love 7pm, as that means it’s time to go home.