sluggobear

Random:

• I don't like the new Staind single. Cheese-fest.
• The game "Rockband" is the karaoke of the 2000's.
• I'm an ombudsman.
• See Eeyore as Captain EO! (YouTube, 1:15, work-safe.)
• Just re-discovered an old favorite song by Public Image Ltd.: Covered. (Rhapsody or iTunes.) ("I give, I give!") And such great lyrics, too. Listen to it loud!
• I have a little cold.
• My iPhone 3G got flaky yesterday. When I tried to sync, it kept saying the disk could not be read, or written to. Tried powering-off/on several times to no avail. Had to reset via iTunes. It seemed to be working fine, but now some of my contacts are coming-up as "Unknown." Harrrumph. Intermittently over the last few months, the phone would mysteriously be no longer activated. (It would re-activate a few minutes later.) Still, compared to my previous cell phones, the iPhone has been amazingly stable and reliable overall.
• A disquieting video: Satan in claymation, something to do with Mark Twain. (YouTube, 5:00, work-safe.)
• Beautiful art: The Cerebral Prostitute. (Image, work-safe.)
• I ran across this quote. I don't know where it came from, but it sums-up my beliefs succinctly: "Everything does not happen for a reason. There is no karma. Dreams don't always mean something. Good and bad shit happens to everyone. It's not exactly random, but it sure-as-hell ain't programmed or managed."
• Sometimes bears throw more attitude than so-called twinks.
• A favorite Aimee Mann lyric: "You don't know, so don't say you do."
• Meet the world's longest URL.

I recently had a dream that the moon came closer and closer to the earth.

It came so close that you could see the details of it... the craters and the veins. And then it came so close you could see people walking on it, almost upside-down.

It was nighttime, and the world was silent and dark. And some of us, in the milky blue twilight, began to walk towards the moon. In complete silence.

And we came upon a slow, gradual steppe. And we climbed. And climbed. And climbed.

I wanted so badly to touch the moon. I walked faster. I could see it... it was so crisp. The others wanted to see it too. We were mesmerized, and there was nothing else we wanted more than to walk towards it, and be close to it, and maybe, perhaps walk on it.

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And then, tonight, I stumbled upon this photo on Flickr, and it reminded me of this dream which I had completely forgotten.

(No, it's not my photo, and yes it, is a composite.)