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Dream of Sex
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Dreams
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I never dream about sex. Everything else, but never, ever sex. Or so rarely it doesn't bear mention.
So I begin to nap and it's starting to take off, there are women in my dream and then they're there without their shirts, things are getting better. Naked people in my dream. And I'm getting curious, I never dream about sex but there's women (plural), not singular, and so this could be a really good dream.
And then Telus calls. I try for the next 2 hours to get back into this nap, this dream, before finally giving up.
Montezuma’s Aztec Treasure
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Lost
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And the tale goes that Montezuma, to hide his gold and treasure from Cortez and the Spaniards, launched a caravan north that eventually hid it all somewhere in the Southern / South Central United states. All sorts of theories have been proffered as to where it finally ended up, from Arizona, New Mexico, Texas and even Utah, but to date none of it has been recovered. A classic treasure story, with an uncertain treasure hidden in cave(s) and guarded by ghosts.
Aliens and Children
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: WTF
- Hits: 1958
And this is worthwhile, a site that documents "CHILDREN'S ENCOUNTERS WITH REAL ALIENS FROM SPACE". It's tough to elaborate, the description's so good, but there are links on: "How to make a thought screen helmet" and "Why Aliens Abduct Humans" and "Drawings of Aliens Made by Children" ... it should be a resource in all the public school systems.
Link: http://aliensandchildren.org/
Hibernaculum
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Miscellany
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The weather turns. From a high of 12 above on Thursday through to Friday, snow blowing in and the temperature plummets - minus 4, minus 8, minus 12 and then 16, 18, 20. The roads blow over with snow and the house becomes a hibernaculum. I've made a couple of trips out for supplies - Jack Daniels, some sausages and perogies, the job starts this week and I'm almost - in a perverse way - looking forward to starting. Almost. Getting out of the house and interacting with people-not-cats and catching up on gossip...it will pass in about a week I figure.
In any event with the smallest of economic worries now out of the way I can turn my thoughts to other things. The house again is due for a cleaning - the cats have shed on every square inch of carpet. And there's laundry and dusting and a hundred other trivial chores to fill the time - there's the thought of going out and doing some thrift shopping, checking the re-store for tile & hardwood, now that economy is less of a worry, but the weather forbids.
Just Thursday, the early spring, there was a moth outside banging on the window. Deceived, it would appear, by the early onset of spring (as was I). And checking the forecast it will again, by the end of next week, be warm, but for now it's freezing. So this weekend it's clean, laundry, read up on Sir Francis Drake (who's inspirational) and hold tight for warmer weather.
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