Saturday, April 18, 2009

I'm chuckling over ...

... a dream I just had. This is my 499th post, OK? I didn't publish one yesterday. Guess I was thinking too much about my 500th. Still don't know what I'm going to write for my 500th ... just thinking about it. So, even in my dream I'm chuckling about the distinct possibility of not having to write a 500th if I don't do a 499th. Are you following me here?

Well, last night my subconscious decided to take over and produced a 499th. In my dream, I copied a very marked-up draft of one of the incomplete chapters in my autobiography and pasted it directly onto this blog. Is it even possible to do such a thing? I don't know. I'll have to try it and see, won't I?

I'm not sure what my subconscious mind was trying to tell me. Many years ago, my therapist told me that one of the really beneficial aspects of dreams was their ability to allow the subconscious mind to resolve conflicting issues of the day. Was my subconscious advising me to get back to work on my autobiography, or was it telling me to get on with my 499th post so I could begin to concentrate on #500? It was one or the other, wouldn't you say?

Whichever it was, I have come to a decision. I have decided that I will not be doing another major post of a celebratory nature until I reach the plateau of 1,000. That gives me breathing room of at least a year. So, sometime in the year 2010 - August or thereabouts - look for me to start talking about what I'm going to write for my one thousandth. But that's a ways down the road. Breathing room, as I said.

I commented to a friend of mine, whose poetry often involves some sort of dream state, that I recently read the brain is most active when we are sleeping. I thought that little tidbit of info might have produced one of my more wildly convoluted dreams and added (my sleeping brain talking here), "You think you've seen active? I'll show you active!" He responded, "So lucky! I think we get to enjoy a double life -- two lives for the price of one -- when we can recall such dreams."

... hermit crabs named Moulin

and Rouge.

... major league baseball's power rankings. The Atlanta Braves, with a .500 record, are rated #2 overall in the majors according to FOX Sports. Can you believe it? There are five other teams with identical .500 winning percentages and they are ranked 8th, 15th, 16th, 22nd and 26th. Don't you just love it? Oh, the arbitrariness of it all! It's a lot of fun, really, to watch the ratings go up and down, up and down so early in the season. Give it another 20-30 games and things will start to even out a bit. Right now, tho, I'm getting a kick out of watching the seesaw.

My team, of course, is ranked next to last (blown save by Valverde). Who's last? Well, the Nationals are. They finally won a game, however, and last night came very close to upsetting the Marlins, who managed to pull out a win in extra innings. The Marlins winning percentage is a whopping .900 ... almost unheard of. Obscene, even! Another interesting fact is ... of the 15 games played last night in the majors, 8 saw the winner score just one more run than the loser. Eight! Only one blowout. Exciting, huh? I love this game!

Here's hoping all your dreams are good ones and that you get a chuckle or two today!


Tammy said...

See I think you totally misread your subconscious mind, lol. Actually it was telling you to get up and eat a frozen chocolate bar. ;)

This was fun...can't wait to see your 500th!

Amy said...

I love dreams. They have given me inspiration for about four storylines, including my 'baby' that has kept me busy for awhile now. I have also been able to gain new memories for some previously bad situations in my life gone by. They can be very helpful. Even if it is just in showing you what you DON'T want. :)

That is awesome that you are working on your autobiography! I haven't really worked on mine yet, but I have written mine and my husband's "love story". It turned out pretty good.

Good luck on what you are working on. And don't fret the 500th. It will come and go, and you will be fine.
Hugs & Loves,

Goldenrod said...

I can't get up and eat another frozen fudge bar, Tammy. :( I ate them all! And I'm not going to leave the house to go out and get some more any time soon, either. We've got some nasty weather our way and I do mean nasty!! :(:( We're getting some badly-needed wet stuff out of all this, thank goodness. Might even help bring us back up to par.

Wonderful to hear from you, Amy! The autobiography I'm working on only pertains to my taxicab-driving years. I wouldn't dare to try and write a "love story", per se. Think I was more in love with the idea of being in love than I was truly "in love". (Am going to have to go back and reread that last sentence several more times to make sure that it said what I wanted it to say before I hit the "Publish your comment" button!)

I took a nap since originally publishing this post several hours ago, and guess what? I had yet another dream.

THIS one involved one of my fellow WOW writers and one of my long-timey friends and taxicab customers -- also a former bridge student of mine ... ... ... ... Somehow or another, they were together (don't think they even know each other!) and were needing to take a cab to "Winchester". They knew me. I knew them. They got in. I turned the meter on (!). I said I thought Winchester was out near Hillcroft (they agreed) and headed out that way. I finally woke myself up by asking them for the (seemingly) gazillionth time, "What's the address on Winchester? Is it 5,000-something?"

Woke up. Looked up Winchester on my Key Map. There IS no 5,000-something block on Winchester! (In fact, altho there is a Winchester in Houston, it is nowhere NEAR where I thought it was! Tee hee!!)