Saturday, Jan 7th:

Dad sat at his massive computer desk, which he'd rotated to bisect the basement den. He was upgrading to the 7th Digital Version, and he asked me a couple questions about the process. I'd seen it done once, never had to myself, but I tried to give him a hand. Meanwhile, something happened somewhere warm and sunny, the sort of ( Read more... )

A couple dozen college kids lived in a suite of an office park strip. They planned a party for the evening, underage students debating recent rule changes to figure out who could drink without getting everyone in trouble. I was Rupert Giles, and I was in charge somehow. I felt like I'd lost control over things. I was frustrated, so I moved everyone ( Read more... )

Saturday morning:

musicin68 cheered and shouted directions while Ed played a video game. His character hopped or glided towards a hexagon of honeycomb tiles; a white spiral (the Vortex spiral?) spun overhead, or maybe it was etched into the platform. Every tile held a small navy pip or a jelly-like finger-puppet monster. I told Ed to aim for the purple ( Read more... )

My first dream badly rehashed the events of Bound, which I'd just watched. (It was excellent.) Normally I wouldn't even mention it, but after that:

I stood by the entrance to the small room. sinister_dr_x sat at the round patio table; his narrow associate lurked back a few paces. nemoren stood with her hands on the back of an empty chair; a heavy-set blond woman— ( Read more... )

Saturday morning:

My dad watched the worker clamp the junction box to the end of the new conduit. The empty garage was clean enough to be new, but they'd lived there for years. My dad wanted a new light in the other room, switched from the garage. He explained to the worker that there was supposed to be a relay on the switch, and the worker said ( Read more... )

This morning I dreamt. It was afternoon; I was with a few people. (They were those gray dream-people whose identities you learn only when they speak.) Someone was asking whether any of us had a second religion. Luke and his wife Brenna sheepishly/excitedly admitted they had paid memberships in [some leafy green religion]; apparently, they'd gotten ( Read more... )