She shook her head “no”
Dreamed I was hooking up with a girl from high school who was out of my league then but was in my league now.
But her raven-haired friend (another girl from school) was shaking her head “no”, like I should not. But I did not know why. And could only guess, maybe herpes? or a bad personality flaw?
I had to wake up though and go to work, so I don’t know what the whole story was. I can almost remember what their names were, but not quite. I’d have to dig out an old yearbook. Maybe they were junior high come to think of it.
Cell phone replacement
Got my replacement phone today, a Gravity 2 by Samsung. Here’s a pic, with a Dr. Horrible wallpaper installed (from the comic book coverr). And the wallpaper, in case you want it too. 240×320. When you turn the phone sideways and slide out the keyboard, the wallpaper turns into a closeup, but the image works fairly well that way too — you see Captain Hammer and Penny.
Capt Tightpants doll coming in May from Tonner
“Tonner (a doll maker) has announced [a] Mal doll debut at their convention this May.”
http://whedonesque.com/comments/23274
From the source article: “Browncoats, Smugglers, Shepherds and Companions gather in a secret location from The Alliance to revel in the cult phenomenon known as ‘Firefly’. Joss Whedon’s blended science fiction and western sub cultures play into the highly original Fox Television Series and its subsequent Universal Pictures film ‘Serenity’. Robert Tonner invites you to his latest pop-culture partnership as he presents your very special Inara Serra souvenir and the debut of Malcolm Reynolds to the Tonner Character Figure™ family.”
I had to snark Sideshow over this.
“Not a question, just a big ‘I told you there was a viable market for Firefly!’ — Malcolm Reynolds, first of the Serenity crew, coming in May from Tonner. Sideshow still has a chance to redeem itself by going for the other hot Whedon property, Dr. Horrible. But it seems that your awareness of the fanbase begins and ends with Buffy. Why is that, Leon?”
Independent Publishers Group
“IPG operates its own order processing and shipping facilities. By keeping these essential functions in-house, IPG is able to offer unusually responsive customer service. Orders are, with rare exceptions, filled within 24 hours. Rush orders received in the morning are routinely shipped that same day, and afternoon orders are shipped the next working day.”
Yeah? Try more than five months. First contacted them Sept 1, 2009. Got a call from them 3 months later. 2 more months since they had everything they needed to ship the books, and still nothing.
Today I emailed, faxed, left a voice mail expressing my exasperation, and asked an assistant if there was “something going on” with the manager that could account for why he hasn’t fulfilled our order. She said he’s just busy in meetings, doing manager stuff. And she said she could see no record of our order.
I am enraged. Well, I would be if I was the kind to be enraged. Instead, I am perturbed. Angry that a person who calls himself a manager could be so callous. I’m just a sensitive soul trying to be nice. And getting NOWHERE with him, possible because of it.
Mmmm, psychic
In my dream: I tried to distract a female person from some possible nefariousness by standing right up close to her and projecting into her mind that she was standing in a field with a lovely rose hued sky. This did not work, but she did say “Mmmm, psychic,” as if impressed by my minor effort. She was one of those beautiful villain motifs, I guess.
Woke up feeling great though, in lust with life.
What lies beyond
Dreamed I was directed through a wrong door looking for the teachers’ lounge. Found myself in a surreal space of orgies. Two security people came up to me and demanded “Are you supposed to be here?”. I replied calmly, “I have two answers for that. One, Yes. Two, No, I went through the wrong door.”
They led me out, and an asian man who was some sort of leader of these people (much like the guy in season 7 of Lost) tried to give me some red jelly to eat, which I knew was a psycedellic that would confuse my memory of the event and thus help ensure that I would not be credible, and they would not be exposed. I declined it, spilled it on my sleeve and brushed it off.
I then made a defense of my ability to accept different people, saying I’d been with (met) different people and was better for it. He seemed to accept the possibility that I was perhaps wise enough to be trusted with what little information I’d learned about what lies beyond the teachers’ lounge. Apparently they were at risk of being attacked. Not clear on their situation.
I also dreamed I met myself, from 15 minutes earlier, a la Austin Powers, and the other me said I looked smaller in person.
“Experiment in Tera-bytes”!
Had no choice. Was paring back from being completely out of hard drive space for so long now. 2 TBs on the way! Irony is that will be the backup drive. My own drive will be my former backup drive – 750 GB. It will get me through a few more months. Problem is I’m starting to like lossless music. And it requires 2x to 3x as much room. Since I have about 300 GB of lossy music, that would be about 1 TB of lossless. So already, 750 GB is not enough. I’ll just have to start with only my favorite – and most sonically masterful – albums. And go very slowly, so I won’t run out of space until I can afford another 2 GB drive to be my main drive.
Craigslist
I got to buy a computer monitor on Craigslist for work today. Always fun to spend someone else’s money on something fun. It was just a cheap Sceptre monitor, an old one at that. But fun to buy.
Weird thing was, it had built in speakers. But there was no way to connect any audio to the monitor, so what were the speakers for? Who knows.