I don’t fear a lot of things.  I’m not a big fan of spiders, flying, or guns.  Everything else I can get a pretty decent handle on, including, but not limited to tornadoes, punches to the face, etc.  That said, it is now 1:20 a.m. on Monday morning and nine minutes ago I had the most vicious nightmare I’ve probably ever had.  I’ve had your run of the mill nightmares before…monsters chasing you, can’t run fast enough, falling…but this one, this one shook me to the core.  The weird part is that it was short and focused and unrelated to anything I was dreaming about in preceding dreams.

This next part is violently graphic in places.  If you’re not prepared or undesirous of continuing, please wait for the next post…hopefully soon!

My acquaintance Scott (not related to any of the other Scotts in this blog) was driving a blue vehicle, seemingly an old Duster like the Paynes’ (who lived across the street when I was little) used to own.  Anyway, he was driving this blue Duster up a cobblestone street, similar to Peterson Avenue where I lived, only I don’t think it was Peterson.  Anyway, Scott is driving and my wife is in the front seat and I’m in the back.  And as we’re driving up, a non-descript young white male whose face very much reminded me of the 1950s propaganda posters from Russia, or China…a very “worker of the world, Communism-lives” kind of character is strolling down the street in the opposite direction.  He’s wearing a black pleather coat, shorter than a trenchcoat, but about thigh length.  Anyway, he’s strolling along and as he’s passing the car on the driver’s side, he whips out a shotgun, pumping it once and blows a hole in the door/window and Scott.  I saw the muzzle flash and I SWEAR I FELT the impact of the the explosion as Scott is blown across the bench seat and glass goes flying everywhere.

The next scene is me holding Scott’s head as he is bleeding all over the place, screaming at my wife to drive as she looks at me in horror, desperately searching for the gas pedal while non-descript worker dude starts following the car holding the shotgun.  At that moment. I woke up.  My pillow is wet with drool from screaming “Drive!” in that mostly asleep state where nothing comes out the way it’s supposed to and I’m sweating and shaking from the vivid imagery that has shaken me, LITERALLY shaken me awake.

I don’t know where that image came from, but I do hope it never comes back.  I’ve fired a shotgun, once, and I understand it’s power.  After I fired it, I knew I desired never to have to fire one again in my life.  I just can’t imagine the images in this nightmare.

I’m sorry to have wakened you.  I’m sorry I’m awake myself.  But I had to tell somebody.  I hope that I can go back to a normal night’s sleep now.  You try and do the same.

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Video Roundup

I don’t ordinarily post a lot of videos, mostly because I like to hear myself talk.  But sometimes, I find some really good ones that just can’t be missed.  All of these Youtubes were found at, ergo, they are about Star Wars…in a way.  You’ll see what I mean when you watch them.  The second one I believe is pretty well known on the Interwebs, but the other two were new to me.  Have a great Friday!

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The Humpty Dance…here’s your chance

Due to my preponderance of grace and natural athleticism, I was able to fall down the stairs of my home this morning with the style and pizzazz of Fred Astaire doing his best impression of John Merrick doing the MC Hammer.  In addition, the eloquence and verbal wit to which you are so accustomed on this particular blog caused me to utter the singular phrase “Ow!”, mostly to alert my wife that I was still breathing more than any particular pain.  I believe that I was able to avoid severe injury for the most part.  I have a small rug burn on my left elbow and what feels like a bruise on my hip, but short of that I’m doing okay for sliding most of the way down the steps.

Apparently, as I get older, I’ve become more clumsy.  But somehow, I manage to avoid serious complications by the grace of a higher power, or by sheer elasticity.  I’m certain that tomorrow will bring a plethora of aches and pains, mostly in my neck, which I believe landed on the the top step, and my back.

Of course, this fall totally negated the soothing effects of the massage that I got last night.  The last massage I got was about five years ago on my honeymoon, so I was really hoping this one would carry me to my 20-year high school reunion.  Apparently that will not be the case.

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Running Update

If nothing else, I can offer you a running update today.  I was able to get back to the gym this last week and put in a good effort of 2.75 miles.  I had no pain in my ankle, but there’s still some stiffness there.  It’s not perfect, but I can work with it.

TAFKAA and SV: Worked on HP training.  0.25 mi on 15.0 grade.  That’s the highest grade available.  Took me 5:20.  Needed air.  Averaged 2.8 mph.


You’ll notice I passed the 50 mile mark in my trek to Pittsburg, KS.  It’s not visible on the map, but I’m just about at Uniontown, Indiana which is yet another unincorporated place.  It’s interesting, because I know of another Uniontown, IN that is incorporated and is further east.  I wonder which one had the name first.  Anyway, I’m very near Doolittle Mills, St. Croix, and Kitterman Corners…all of which you would think would have interesting back stories.  Alas, you would be wrong.  Again, if you’re from any of these places…feel free to drop me a line and let me know an interesting tidbit about your little area of the world.

That’s about it for now.  Hopefully something more interesting soon.  Otherwise, why would you bother?

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Okay, I’ve made no bones about my pick for president.  Only, Senator McCain is making it easier and easier to go with Senator Obama every day of the week.  Not that I ever had a problem with that anyway.

Recently, Senator McCain gave an energy policy speech in which he played both sides against the middle.

[T]he U.S. needs more conservation and renewables as well as more oil drilling, oil refineries, “clean-burning coal,” and nuclear power plants. He called for ending a federal moratorium on offshore oil drilling, but reiterated his opposition to drilling in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge.

Okay, so you can’t have it all.  What the U.S. really needs is a lot more conservation, more renewables, drilling and refineries that are not all about the oil company profits, an understanding that “clean-burning coal” is AT BEST the Sasquatch of energy policy and a better understanding of nuclear power plants, how safe they are, and what we plan to do with the waste.  And I love the “please love me” attitude for both sides of the aisle with his end the moratorium on offshore drilling, oh, but we wouldn’t dare disturb the ANWR.  How very placating of him.

These are the desperate pleadings of a man who has no real ability to win this election and wants to please everyone. In the words of Abraham Lincoln:

You can fool all the people some of the time, and some of the people all the time, but you cannot fool all the people all the time.

We will not be fooled Senator McCain.  You are merely the Emperor’s New Clothes; a trifling echo of the last eight years of presidential woes.

In other news, I got back to the gym last night and my ankle feels good (or it at least hurts in a good way this morning), so I think I might be back on track.

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I’m sitting at the Coffee Pedaler in Flagstaff, AZ enjoying a cup of coffee, free wi-fi, and the CubsHumphreys Peak game being broadcast in beautiful 1948 black & white (just for a few innings apparently), so needless to say I’m relaxed.  Actually, I’m beyond relaxed.  I’m mellow.  How easy is it to just sink into a mountain town and chill for a day or two?  Really easy.

I’m enjoying my time away from things.  I haven’t thought about mowing the grass, or doing paperwork, in several days.  It’s been great.  However, that being said, I don’t really have anything to write about.  At least not regarding me.  So, I suppose it’s time for some Random Thoughts:

  • The flooding in Wisconsin is building to biblical proportions.  It will be interesting to see how quickly the FEMA folks get there with their “poison” trailers.
  • President Bush continues to want to “protect” us with his disregard for the Constitution and its processes.  To which, I can only say, PLEASE, STOP protecting us!
  • My left running shoe has developed a squeak in the heel.  Quite possibly, there is nothing more annoying.
  • If I lived in the southwest, I would have to invest in crates of lip balm and a hat that would stay on in high wind.

That about covers everything for now.  I may write more tomorrow, just depends on my level of relaxation.  If I can find a hammock, I may just sink into a Rip Van Winkle stupor. Aside: not to be confused with Pappy Van Winkle which would be a whole other thing.

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Where in the world…

Today, I write to you from beautiful Albuquerque, NM.  I know, I know…I just got back into town.  How could I possibly be on another vacation?!  Well, it was serendipitous really. My brother-in-law, J. Aside: there’s really no good way to distinguish them and still maintain privacy, so you’ll just have to follow the context and remember which ones are which.  Maybe later I’ll make a chart and his wife A. are moving to Flagstaff, AZ and they needed a driver for their second vehicle.  I happened to have time available and have always desired to drive out west.  So, I loaded up my gear (GPS included), Aside: Thank you J. and A., see, I told you it would be difficult to distinguish and we headed off Monday morning.  We drove 18 hours the first day and I experienced some real life on the road moments, not the least of which was sleeping in the cab of a rental truck in the parking lot of a “Cherokee” restaurant near Geary, Oklahoma. Aside: That beats the Circle B in Binkelman, Nebraska all to hell. The next morning, we drove around 9 hours to Albuquerque, NM and stayed at a Super 8 which is much better than the cab of a truck.  And, in an hour or so, we’re headed to Flagstaff.

It’s beautiful country out here.  Yes, it’s flat, but not like you might expect.  Oklahoma, which I had not previously considered as being a destination state is really very nice.  Especially near Catoosa, outside Tulsa.  The sun broke the clouds in dramatic fashion and everything was really green and wonderful.  Texas, at least through Amarillo, is really not all that great, but it’s not terribly boring.  Nothing like Missouri.  I dislike Missouri about as much as western Ohio.

Anyway, pictures to follow, and more discussion about various states.  I’ll say this for New Mexico, the winds are incredible.  I’m glad I haven’t lost weight recently otherwise, I’d have to have weighted shoes. Powerfully strong winds here and the heat…well, the heat doesn’t bother me much, but it is definitely warmer, without the lovely humidity of my own hometown.

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