Friday

Aug 3, 2001

gin dreams

Do you ever wake up and think that you were dremaing something real but there were embellishments in the dream and realize that it wasn't real but a dream about a dream. I woke up in the middle of a dream of this carrousel of dead deer in SuRu's back yard. In the dream, I was thinking they were all head up, like carrousel animals in a 'ready to ride' pose but then some were hanging by their feet as if hung up by a hunter for skinnig. Then I realized that there probably isn't a carrousel of dead deer in SuRu's yard. Never drink gin, that's my advice.

I have an 8:30 call-in conference for work. I'm running late (the gin) and decide 'why get in such a dither, just do it from home.' So I do and I have plenty of time to download the conferencing stuff so I can see the presentation from my laptop and call in and listen. It's one of those heard it before and didn't believe it then conferences. But, what do I know? Very little lately, it seems.

I finally get to the office about 10:15. I've finished one assignment and it's time to work on the next one. And it's not one I'm terribly engaged by. So I keep popping up another window to work on something more fun.

SuRu and I have lunch at Texas French Bread. And then walk through Borders and Michael's.

During the afternoon while I struggle with the task I don't want to do FFP calls. Do I want to go out or stay in? I want to stay in.

We eat a Caesar salad. Some cheap caviar. Drink a little wine. Have a little brie. I try to organize a few pictures. I've been searching for the origianl of a picture I edited into the page in March. I finally find it. It doesn't surprise me that the orignial has a handler that I've edited out. I experiment with printing versions of the picture and optimizing and changing it for the WEB. Some days the results of such experiments delight me. Other days they fall short.

Discouraged I flip through the channels in the new cable lineup. They've unilaterally decided we don't need IFC and Sundance but do need four or five Spanish channels. I can't find anything to watch. It makes me almost want to ditch cable. Nah.

But what I don't do is drink any gin. Nope.

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