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Saturday, July 22, 2006

Grave Dream

In my dream there was some additional land next to our house that I was clearing of weeds and junk. I discovered that it was filled with headstones and found a stone sign burried there with the name of a cemetary on it. I think the previous owners tried to hide the cemetary and make it look like a vacant lot. I was excited and wanted to recover it as an old cemetary then fill it up with flowers and place lots of cactus plants in pots there too. The stone sign was too heavy for me to lift and I thought I would need some help putting it back up and then I woke up. smile

Posted by Stan on 07/22/06@04:43 PM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

Friday, July 21, 2006

Glitter Cereal DREAM

I know I had a bunch of muddled dreams last night, but can only remember one: I was eating some breakfast cereal that advertised on the package something like "Now with glitter sprinkles" or something to that effect. Sure enough, there was actual star-shaped prismatic glitter* on the cereal (O-shaped cereal, I think). I wondered if this would be bad to swallow, as I think it's made of polyester if I'm not mistaken...it's certainly not sugar and starch. I figured that the glitter was small enough, and if eaten with the cereal, the cereal would sort of wrap around it and pad the sharp edges of the non-digestible glitter.

*Prismatic glitter is something I use in my paintings to create large, flowing pools of iridesence. It is not colored and does not reflect light like typical colored metallic glitter, however it refracts light and the light changes, working in a similar fashion to nacre on a shell, or an irridescent butterfly wing, only much more intense. In a vial it looks sort of white/clear, but you can see the irridescent quality. Used the way I use it in conjunction with acrylic paint, the intensity really comes out.

Posted by Ann on 07/21/06@09:39 AM CST ..::Link::..A Whisper Inside.

Thursday, July 20, 2006

82 miles per hour winds

Wow, now they're saying 10,000 were without power. And Charter is out again in some places of Dane county...just glad it isn't down here, or that would just be too much for me right now...I'm just recovering from Charter's downtime on Monday and having to go to the library w/my laptop to check my email. Not that my day's not without fretting already. I just spent 1.5 hours this morning trying to get my printer up and running after this morning power outage. It's an old 1995 Laser Printer 4/600 that I've hooked up w/an Assante Talk Local Talk to Ethernet adapter so that I can print via ethernet cables for my desktop and Stan's laptop (and wirelessly anywhere within range from my laptop w/Airport card!). It's a great little device and saved me from having to junk a perfectly good printer (or having to use my old Apple 75/7200 Power Mac as my Laser Printing Computer...ugh), but it's very finicky when there's an outage. It has to be the last device powered up and certain cables re-plugged in in a certain sequence that I obviously can't remember from one power outage to another.

Posted by Ann on 07/20/06@11:26 AM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

What Hollyhocks?

The image below is a picture of our hollyhocks in our back yard taken last weekend by Stan. This was the biggest year for them ever, having crowded out practically all our delphinium crying. Their height never ceased to amaze me; I swear they were about 10 feet tall at their highest. To think I was jealous of a neighbor's hollyhocks across the street at one point...piddly little six footers. All I really wish for now are some lemon yellow ones, some all white ones and some red ones, or as red as you can get. We have practically every other color that exists in hollyhockland: that dark marroon that is called "black", pale-pale pink-almost-white with a darker throat, peach, and lots of shades of pinks through magentas.

hollyhocks2006 (56k image)

Of course you wouldn't know we had any hollyhocks today after the damn storms went through our area.. They appear virtually non-existant at this point.

Posted by Ann on 07/20/06@09:24 AM CST ..::Link::..A Whisper Inside.

Outage Rant

Monday, July 17

Internet connection was down part of the day on Saturday and it was down today as well. Cable as well as our former phone line went out frequently in the summer. With the cable, it's a city/area-wide thing. I guess several states in the midwest are affected. I wonder if it has to do with the heat. It's too hot to work on the computer much anyway, so, I'm holed up in the bedroom with the AC on. The dogs are in their kennels in there, otherwise they'll get overheated in the rest of the house. It's like being in a very, very compact motel. I'm working on jewelry and it's difficult to work on a not-hard or level surface like a bed. It's kind of like being on a strange vacation.

Thursday, 3:23 am, July 20

Right now we're getting over a really bad t-storm that caused everyone's electricity in the area to go out. Because it's too hot to sleep in the bedroom (can't run the fan or AC) after the storm which made it really muggy in there with the blinds closed, I'm sitting in the living room which is cooler because it has more circulation and the blinds are pulled, working on my battery-powered laptop so that I can tell when it's 5 am so that I can wake Stan so he won't be late for work. Stan can sleep through anything. He could've slept through this storm if I didn't wake him and force him to help me shut windows and pick up fallen plants that had blown over inside. Past couple of days have been awful. I think it's been from the combination of the heat over the weekend and on Monday, and the AC that makes me feel sick. We were running the AC in the bedroom during the day and that's where I was working, making jewelry. Jewelry is the only thing I could really work on there, since I can do it on the bed sitting crosslegged. Can't really work on my computer on the bed...very unergonomic. Nonetheless, I felt stiff from hunching over the little beads all day. Anyway, I've felt very burned out the past few day, like I'm fighting a virus. Maybe my body absorbed too much blue green algae during our time at Rock Lake on Saturday...who knows.

Since there is no electricity, I can't get on the internet, so I am restricted to very local things right now, like typing this. Yesterday I was slaving away setting up a blog for Stan's cactus site. I decided to do a Greymatter install, which I swear each time I do it I'm never doing it again. It was relatively pain free last time I did it when this blog had problems back in April because all I did was copy my templates over. But this was a bitch. I was halfway tempted to go back to Blogger. Really the only reason why I don't use Blogger is because I don't like having to use their system to store my data...I like having my scripts all on my site. If my site's down, it's down, but if my site's up and Blogger is down (which is more frequently the case), then I can't post.

OK, why is there no application that I am aware of that lets you enter store your blog entries locally (all formatted of course, letting you set up your own templates) and ftp up to your site all at the push of a button? I am aware of some journalling script for Macintosh where you can do this but only if you have a .Mac account. I'm sorry, but I'm not spending $100/yr on a .Mac account. You get piddly storage (compared to what you get with a web hosting account) and it just seems like a rip off.

I wonder if my battery will last 1.5 hours so that Stan won't be late for work?

Hmmm...I'm bored. What can I do? I can't work on jewelry...it's dark. I'm bored typing this. I can't check my email or check other things on the web. I can't sleep...I might sleep through Stan's wake time.

Weird shit...explosion somewhere outside. Must've been a transformer. Looks like the electricity is back on.

Posted by Ann on 07/20/06@03:48 AM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

Monday, July 17, 2006

DREAM with Childish Woman and Jealousy

I don't know where I was or what I was doing, but I dreamt that I was in some place that had lockers...either a school or a work place. There was a woman there with auburn red hair with lots of body and shine in sort of a pleasing style (obviously styled but not overly so) who was maybe around my age, sort of plump. She wanted to show me her locker, so I went to look at it with her. She opens it up and she had a bunch teddy bears and small dolls and doll furniture with calico upholstery arranged on the shelves in the locker like they were rooms or levels in a house. She turns around and gives me a big smile as if to say "do you like it?" I make a very small smile back at her, meanwhile I'm thinking, hey, this would've been great if I was nine, but what am I dealing with here? Woo woo.

I was in a room with Stan and our friend Lamya and they were talking and decided to go do something together. But they didn't ask me to come along. I woke up crying. Yuck...bad memories from college*.

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*I was just paranoid, nothing else. Back around 1981-1982 before Stan and I stqrted going out I was jealous when he went to do things with other women in classes of ours, even though I wasn't interested in him....in that way. His relationships with the other women were simply platonic at the time, until he started going out with my friend Susan and then I did get interested in him and then it got messy.

Posted by Ann on 07/17/06@09:03 AM CST ..::Link::..4 Screamers.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

The Madcap's Last Laugh

Here is an interesting article featuring snippets of an interview with Syd Barrett's sister Rosemary: a unique perspective on Syd's personality. But I wonder because she was so close, was she too close to give a truly objective account?

I can relate to Syd's living for the moment/stop obsessing over the past approach to life, but it's also a bit odd that someone who "simply couldn’t understand the interest in something that had happened so long ago" (when it came to his music and Pink Floyd) couldn't appreciate any artists past Impressionism!

Posted by Ann on 07/16/06@06:35 PM CST ..::Link::..2 Screamers.
By Stan @ 04:43 PM CST:07:22:06 ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

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