First, I ended up at a Democratic rally where a woman says I have really great ideas and should express them to President Barack Obama himself. So I should show up at an address in a few minutes. The dream shifts to this rural house where Mr. Obama paced in the front yard without any Secret Service or handlers. We ended up small talking for a while ( Read more... )

As usual, its violence based.
As a junior officer in the Marines, our base is attacked. Many soldiers were killed but mostly our weapons, vehicles, and supplies were destroyed. I don't recall ever seeing the enemy. Mainly I was involved in rescuing wounded soldiers and getting them to rendezvous points. A couple of my men joined me in striking out ( Read more... )

Had a dream last night... I looked in my camera bag. The main glass in the lens was missing. WTF? How could that happen? It was such a great lens! Especially for being dirt cheap.

Thankfully it was just a dream. Maybe it means I should be using it?