Q: Why do things have to be dumb?

A: That way you'll enjoy it more when they're not dumb.

A-Day took this pic. You can tell because I'm in it and he ain't.

Tripped to Milwaukee with Fizz + Julia + Mary to visit teh A-Day yesterday. It was pretty cool, I guess. And somewhat frustrating, but that's to be expected. Anyway, it was an adventure, and something to do. While driving there and back I kept having problems with fog in the car and sun or snow and rain on the windshield. That made it more exciting, since I had to constantly be adjusting my windows while Fizz diddled the temperature and fan controls.

I had some dreams that I remember some interesting parts from. Dawne and kids were still visiting, and I think we had rented some boats. We were trying to give them back to the boat rental office, which first of all was hard to find (Dawne was the only one who even vaguely remembered having checked them out from there, so she was the one to finally find it), and second didn't seem to ever be staffed.

Somehow the boat rental ordeal morphed into this situation where we were staying in a building because someone we knew was having a wedding there. The building was open to the outdoors though, and as the sun was going down we looked outside and on the hills in the distance we saw a lot of wolves and leopards. I was scared that I'd get mauled in my sleep. And because I was scared of it, it probably happened. Yeah, like I got half my face bit off or something.

Later I was walking down Flad with Timmy and Hannah. One of them asked what indexing meant and I started trying to explain all the different meanings of indexing, including using an index to keep track of sprites in a certain region in a video game. Then Hannah started wandering toward the road while a bunch of cars raced passed and Dawne yelled at her and said that Timmy should lead because he hadn't had as much to drink. Hannah looked mad.

Then Julia came over to take Becky for a drive, and I came along. Or maybe Becky was the one who 'came along'.

Dawne had told the kids to be careful when they were climbing around on the bridge. I had one of my rats with me, and I started climbing up the poles around the bridge. Ratty climbed off of me onto one of the bars on top. I worried that she'd fall off the edge onto the beltline. So of course she did just that. And I woke up.

Later I had a dream that I was giving some sort of talk at a conference somewhat unlike NFJS. Seemed like we were in the AP room at ORE. A guy handed me a small book that was my talk, but I didn't remember what it was about. The title was "USB Uber Credit Cards" or something, and I was told it had something to do with security. After paging through a little bit I started to remember that it was about security vulnerabilities in USB devices used as credit cards. Karem from Hoofers was there, except he was this business guy who was getting mad at me and telling me that the title of my book was inappropriate and unprofessional. I got pretty confrontational about it, accusing him of making baseless claims that everything he did was "right" whereas anything he didn't personally like was "wrong" (he had called my title "wrong" a few times, and that was what really pissed me off). I even threatened him with a knife at one point. Eventually I got him to say that he just didn't think it was descriptive, which was OK because I planned to use the un-descriptiveness of the title to give me something to talk about for the first few minutes of my talk, which I would need to use to flip though my book and figure out what else it said.

And then I had a dream that Tom Hanks was in a movie where he visited San Diego, but there were mountains there and a trolly that went up, and an escalator, and he spent the whole movie singing and riding up and down and jumping up the walls and flipping over railings because he had been depressed and lonely and now he was finding himself in this city that was pretty much empty except for all the things he could do acrobatic tricks on. And I woke up to some song on the radio about "17 and in love". I think it had been inspiring my dream. I didn't think Tom Hanks could look like he was 17. It was a Disney movie, but I wanted to see it anyway.