I dreamt Mike Rowe was flirting with me and I said "Mike, are you making a pass?" There was a pause and then I said "Hmm, do people even use that phrase anymore?" He said, "I don't think so, but I am making a pass."

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jealous of Scrappy. Mike never makes a pass at me in my dreams. He just throws snakes at me and talks about crab fishing.

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hugs the stuffing out of P-C

I appear to be the only person at this conference who doesn't have an iPhone.

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{{P-C}}

I forget this- I just spent half an hour in my yard doing a little cleanup. Filled the green bin. I forgot it can be so much fun. Even with asthma. Gardening season is fun.

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Also with the wacky dreams. I was collecting rolls from paper towels and toilet tissue for some not remembered project. This included visits to Kristin & Drew and a number of other Buffistas, friends from here and other places I've lived, family, etc. All these people lived close by so I just visited a few minutes, got the rolls and left. My dreams are often social dreams and include people from various parts of my life. The dog woke me so I never did figure out what I needed the rolls for. Oh, and Nora gave me tea because it was too early for beer.

{{Sunil}} I would happily hug the stuffing out of you if you were closer. There was an Indian HS student on the volley ball team last night playing against my Brendon's team. He was such a cutie head with short hair gelled in spikes. Anyway, he had a smile that reminded me of you, if you were a teenager with spikey hair playing volleyball.

Home for lunch, but I better get back to the office now. Kristin, I could do your narrative comments and you can configure this database for me. Ok?

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This included visits to Kristin & Drew and a number of other Buffistas,

I want this to be true, please!

Kristin, I could do your narrative comments and you can configure this database for me. Ok?

You could do my narrative comments, but I could definitely NOT configure your database.

Heh. Suddenly "configure your database" sounds very porny. I'm 12.

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Suddenly "configure your database" sounds very porny. I'm 12.

I will make every attempt to put a porny spin on it to help relieve the boredom. Actually the client does plastic surgery and complicated reconstructive stuff so the files are somewhat interesting.

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He was such a cutie head with short hair gelled in spikes. Anyway, he had a smile that reminded me of you, if you were a teenager with spikey hair playing volleyball.

Hee. Also: YAYZ. It turns out the first woman who helped me actually knew what was up. Even though Comcast says my account is only 56% full...it was actually totally full. I deleted a bunch of e-mails, and I seem to be up and running again! I HAVE E-MAIL AGAIN!!!!!!!11111111

My computer at home is still fucked up with some unknown beastie, though.

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I just realized that I forgot to take my lunch out of my messenger bag and put it in the fridge at work. It's an entirely vegetarian pasta dish--no cheese, just a sauce of olive oil, tomato, olives, capers, basil, and maybe a little balsamic vinegar. I took it out of the fridge at home about four hours ago.

Will eating it give me food poisoning?

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Nope. You should be fine.

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