I just remembered I had this very weird dream with Ashton Kutcher in it. Am I even spelling his name right? I mean … I don’t really follow that guy’s work at all, and always kind of figured he wasn’t really an actor, but simply played himself. So why would I dream about him? I was at some party, and the dream had something to do with him having a party with a bunch of rich actor-like friends and he was in some very fancy car. And that’s about all I remember. I think I was trying to act as if I belonged or some such thing, but I am probably making that part up. And Dan, I don’t know if you were there at all. So sorry!
But no, it wasn’t a romantic dream about AK. He was just the way I figured he’d be. Actor fancy-pants in an actor fancy-pants car.
And yes, I am a little bit crazy right now. Even with not having had a glass of wine or anything, I promise! Which proves that I am always a little bit crazy no matter what. Just so you know.
Or maybe I’m sort of feeling funny because I thought I’d be going to the UCSC concert tonight and I wimped out (having driven over the hill Monday, Thursday and Friday already this week) so I’m sort of in guilt but giddy mode which can cause me to be a very, very goofy person. I’m a guilty giddy goof is all. Good grief!
Okay. That’s all. I did think I needed to make sure I updated this blog again so as to keep my 2 readers (Hi Mom! Hi Carolyn!) entertained.
Oh … and at first I typed “High Mom!”
I think I’d better step away from the computer. And bad jokes. And dreams. ;-)
Whenever I watch a CSI episode or a Law & Order episode I can tell who the murderer is if one of the actors is a recognizable face. It doesn’t even have to be a famous person … just recognizable. Someday they’re going to have to fool us. I’m tired of knowing the murderer before they do.
I know that being at church is better, but when I’m in the kind of state I’m in today (sort of disjointed, stressed, that kind of thing) I wish that my church had a webcast so I could at least “attend” while not attending, you know? I don’t like the Christian stuff on TV for a massive number of reasons. But seeing and participating in a genuine church service that is from the church I currently attend sure would be nice.
Oh well.
As you can tell, I didn’t make it to church. I went back & forth on what to do. I decided, finally, that sleep was necessary. My eyes are still really awful; I can’t focus on the computer screen no matter what I do, so I kind of squint and that at least allows me to see fuzzy letters. I’m attempting to step away from the computer as well. But you know how well I do with that! I finally did make an eye appointment, so I’m hopeful that I’ll finally get this figured out. Now if only someone could cure the ringing in my ears … but I guess that’s something I’ll just have to live with for the rest of my life. And least the rest of my senses are working fine! Aside from being sensible, that is. (Hey, why isn’t that a sense, huh?)
They say that women are getting into robbery. It used to be mainly men who did it. The radio report I heard also said we can be pretty good at it; we tend to be better planners than men.
A surveillance picture released by police Wednesday afternoon shows a man armed with what appears to be a small Klingon sword, holding up a 7-Eleven convenience store.
That same man robbed another 7-Eleven store store a half-hour later, and remains at large, Colorado Springs police Lt. David Whitlock said.
The first robbery was reported at 1:50 a.m., at 145 N Spruce St. The clerk told police a white man in his 20s, wearing a black mask, black jacket, and blue jeans, entered the store with a weapon the clerk recognized from the Star Trek TV series.
The robber demanded money and left with an undisclosed amount.
A half hour later, police received a call from a 7-Eleven at 2407 N. Union Blvd., where a man matching the previous description entered the store with a similar weapon. He also demanded money from the store clerk. The clerk refused and the robber “transported” himself out of the store on foot.
Both clerks described the weapon as a Star Trek Klingon-type sword, called a “bat’leth.”