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Sleeping Life

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• four:eleven - creepy dream 
• Hero of the Month - why it's Mister Rogers, of course.

By yesterday I felt a lot better. Kory came over, we took a long long walk with Booda, discussed philosophy of math until my brain filled, then we played a light game of Odin's Ravins. Maybe it was the rum and ginger ale, I dunno, but after going to bed I didn't get to sleep until sometime after three AM. So today after coming back from work and feeling some of the symptoms returning, I plopped into bed until 10:00 tonight.

Other than that I can't remember what happened this week. Wait -- They Might be Giants! We went to one of their concerts in DC. Number 12 came along, and I spent most of the night attempting to stand in one location without falling over while Gina and Charles bounced around in front and behind me, dancing to TMBG's songs. It's an excellent live band; they experiment a lot on stage, and their experiments seem to work well indeed. The lead guitarist is phenomenal.

We also got more snow last Thursday. That and my cold kept us from visiting the Looneys.

Sunday morning my brother Karl called me from Taiwan and we talked for about an hour, mostly about silly things like Aunt Bea's fried chicken (from the Andy Griffith Show). I hope he didn't lose too much money on that call. My old friend from my old neighborhood, Johnny Cameron, called the other night, too. We talked for a long time about movies, books, and the roadside pranks we pulled way back when I was 14 and he was, I dunno, 10? Crazy things like fake hangings and bicycle wrecks. One time I gave a lesson to about seven kids on "how to sit on a fence and fall off backwards without hurting yourself". We all sat on fences down the whole road, and waited for cars to drive by, then fell off the fences one by one. That must have looked strange to the passengers in the cars.

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