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True Story
This morning at about 5 a.m., while still in the delicious early-morning fog of sleep, my wife asked what on earth I was dreaming about. I explained that I had finally invented a way to accomplish Interstellar Travel.
“I am proud to announce,” I fuzzily mumbled, “that we can now instantaneously transport between any two Stellahs in the universe.”
“Of course, if you don’t happen to know anyone named ‘Stellah,’ then you are SOL.”
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#2 son is getting married in 10 days. I think I might be showing signs of stress.
Published in General
I am prone to dream in code in the early morning hours for whatever work project is occupying me. Fortunately for my wife, I do not talk in my sleep. (:
I try not to disturb her when I get up to key in what I’ve dreamed.
Stress is not being able to find your tie minutes before you walk your daughter down the aisle.
Congrats on the upcoming wedding! Now get some sleep . . .
You think??
MISFY (made it Southern for you)
Yeah, there’s the rub. And suppose you wanted to go to another galaxy – the Greater Magellanic Cloud*, for instance. How would you be able to locate a Stellah there?
Or conversely, how would Magellanic Stellah locate an Earth Stellah?
*For pedants: Galaxy or cluster? I say potāto potäto.
By way of background:
Many Ricocheteers have inquired earnestly of Old Dan and me, “Old Dan and him,” they have earnestly inquired, “how do Ricochet Conversations go off on tangents?”
Old Dan and I put our heads together on an answer. “Ouch!” I cried. “Sorry. We should wear helmets,” said Old Dan.
“Old Dan,” my head said, after I had put some ice on the bump, “why don’t you write the Perfect Start for a Tangent, and post it, and then we can use it as an example, to answer this earnest question?”
“Done!” exclaimed Old Dan, exclaiming.
What you see above is the result.
We hope it has been instructional if not educational, or at least pedagogical.
I fell asleep reading my Kindle the other day on the sofa. When I nap during the day I never fully fall asleep. Several times during the nap I was still reading although the Kindle was on the sofa in the off mode. I awoke realizing the words I thought I was reading made no sense. It was all a dream. It seemed so real and lasted for over an hour.
It makes you wonder, doesn’t it. Did those words actually mean something, and we have no way of recovering what they meant?
Or even if they didn’t have some meaning directly, did they tell you something about what your mind was working on, or how it works?
Guys, time to lay off the ganja!
You can always claim you meant funerary or border stelae.
Rutabaga is as strong as I do.
Mark you captured exactly how I felt afterwards. I thought it was hard to describe but you got it right.
You made my day, thx.
This you call a dream?
Congrats iWe. So you are clearing the house now?
Wouldn’t that make it InterStellah travel?