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01/17/2003 Archived Entry: "Of all the things I've forgotten....what was I saying?"

Lots happened over the last couple days, though none of it extremely big or important, so I've slacked off on the blog a little. Too bad, because the thoughts were there and entertaining ideas had come to light and you might have enjoyed them.

This week I dreamed the following things: chinese men with tiny nostrils, boats made of cookie sheets, evil zombie farmboy supervillains, pottery shards, hitch-hiking, and much much more. I do enjoy the crack I've been smoking, thank you very much for asking.

Bought more craft supplies recently...to complete the projects I'm working on I need the following: dried maggots or other small worms, small animal skulls, bits of sagebrush, various colours of sand, tabletop pourable plastic, a good set of carving knives, a few small rasps, and time and inclination. I have some rice I dyed red that would work for the first item if need be. Interesting, huh?

I spent a bunch of time developing a variant of the reality TV show 'Survivor' to be played online over at the Userfriendly.org Comment Board. Difficult and somewhat time-intensive, since people want desperately to find ways around the rules. It's a fundamental aspect of our society...we constantly seek ways around the beaurocracy of our governments and the flawed laws our police enforce. I find little urge to do that now that I am getting older, though I can't say the same for other people our age or younger.

...which reminds me - on our way home from buying red snapper, eggplant and wine (how's that for a yuppie meal plan, eh?) we drove into Surrey over the Pattullo bridge and a two-tone green van was driving like a lunatic...nearly caused 3 accidents in the space of a block. We followed him until we could get his license plate number, then stopped and tried to call the police. 911 cut me off twice, then I noticed that there were two police cruisers about 50 feet behind where I'd parked at a used car lot. I spoke to them, they didn't sound too interested and told me to call the non-emergency police number and report it. I did, and they forwarded me immediately on to the 911 dispatcher I'd been speaking to when I was cut off, who sent out the info on the van to all patrol units. Does this seem to you to be a roundabout waste of my time, the police dispatcher's time, and a whole lotta money? Anyway, they took my info and address and name and birthdate (I guess so they can reward me! Yeah, that's likely), but I doubt I'll ever hear anything about it.