Thursday morning I dreamt that I crossed the beltline at the railroad
tracks with my bike.  Even though I feel like I was heading home, I
was going northeast.  As soon as I crossed over it became a canyon
with vertical walls I had to climb up.  There wer top ropes and people
to supervise you.  It was kind of a fun challenge.  I had the sense
that the whole thing looped around, so once you had climbed and
descended and twisted and turned through the valley enough times,
you'd come back to the beginning.  I had hats and bikes to deal with,
but with all the equipment they had available it wasn't especially
difficult.

Sometime over the past day or two.  It feels like October.  There
seems to be a strong consensus among my facebook friends that it is
awesome this way.

I took the first of my 2 motorcycle training classes today.  We
learned to brake and change gears and make turns and stuff.  It rained
on us a tiny bit.  It was pretty fun.

After the bike class I came home and took a nap on the couch.  The
kitties joined me intermittently.  I dreamt about having to drive back
from Illinois on the interstate.  There were some landmarky windmills
or power line poles that I discussed with some lady who had also been
making that trip a lot, lately.