I had a dream last night that was akin to a horror movie. Since I almost never watch horror movies, I'm not sure where it came from. In my dream, I lived in (or had somehow found?) a large, two-story house in the middle of a big field. It was the end of the world: pale, gooey, zombies that could scuttle up walls had taken over the Earth and were ( Read more... )

My mom has recently gotten into making stepping stones, especially for places she's been. She'll collect rocks, seashells, etc. and press them into wet concrete, forever preserving a trip. Or a person. She made one for my cousin Sean, which I like. Once we finally landscape the backyard ( which, knowing my dad, will take years) and there is a path ( Read more... )

I was lying out in the sun on the grass at school the other day with my friend Kristen at lunch time, and I had a strange thought. Do blind people (and I mean people who were born that way, who have never seen anything) dream, and, of so, what is it like? Since dreams are comprised of images for most people, what would their dreams entail? Are they ( Read more... )