Sam’s Strawberry and my odd Dreams

Yesterday Sam went over to Danei’s house for some felt crafting while Jason and I worked.  They made felt food’s for Harvey to play with.  Naturally Sam was amazing at it (she used to make felt dolls in the past).  Her strawberry, it came out pretty awesome.

Felt Strawberry Awesomeness
Felt Strawberry Awesomeness

After that we got some tacos from Taco Tontos.  Taco Tontos is Sam’s favorite restaurant from college in Kent.  It would basically be like Mighty Taco or Jim’s Steak Out opening a franchise here (please… please open a franchise here).   So we got to relive her college days by going to the newly opened Taco Tonto’s in Lakewood.  It was fantastic.  Sam had a sweet potato burrito and I have a chicken one.  Nice, super filling meal.

Of course I feel like Taco Tonto’s helped with my strange dream.  I had some dream where I was with two other people in some mountain monestary.  The chick in our group (reminded me of Lela from Futurama) was beating up monks.  She beat one up and then found a rope dangling down next to him.

She said “Remember what that other dead monk said, ‘the bells rings nine times for heaven.'”  She pulled on the rope once and a door in the wall opened.  At this point I realized the guy with us was Kevin (from high school and Hawaii wedding fame).  There was a gas generator at the top of the stairs and I light it.

We went down the stairs and came to a huge bomb shelter with super long hallways.  One shelf was filled with just guns.  I knew there would be trouble so I picked up a sawed off rifle.  Unfortunately it was empty and I couldn’t find bullets.  As we walked There massive stockpiles of weapons and food.  All freshly kept up.  We were a long way from the stairs when we heard a group of people behind us.  Whomever they were…. we started running.  I wanted to fire my gun, but remembered there were no bullets, and upon further inspection the barrel had been folded in on itself.  Who ever sawed it off did a pretty crappy job because the barrel was blocked.

And then I woke up…..

Damn you Taco Tonto’s.  Your tasty food causes weird dreams.

A look back at Resolutions…

Not so resolute apparently.

I met 1 out of 3.  I exercise regularly.   At least a lot more than the year before.

The apartment is cleaner I think.  But that’s hard to quantify.  We clean more maybe.  That could just be because we’re messier.  I don’t know.

I do draw, just not every day like I used to.  I am still trying to keep up to date, but I am drawing once a week or so and do 10 – 20 drawings at a time, still trying to do “a drawing for every day” as opposed to my “a drawing a day.”  Until that time that I am caught up, I can’t go back to that.

But that last falls in line with what I want to do this year, more in the evenings.  Which we started last night.  Despite being tired we worked on a puzzle while watching PBS.  It was amazing last night.  The Abolitionists was a fantastic program (part 1 of 3) and then the Education of Michelle Rhee was extremely interesting.  Very interesting and we got further in our puzzle (which we are not even sure we have all the pieces for it).

It was a good evening and I passed out really quick.  YaY.

iPad Resolutions

The iPad is ruining my life.

Not really, but it is keeping from doing other things I want to at night. I have a pretty healthy addiction to reading the news online. And keeping the iPad near while watching tv or lounging at night keeps me reading the news, playing a game or reading comics.

This time used to be spent drawing, reading, or playing video games; focusing on one thing at a time with the tv or music on for background noise. I generally don’t watch just tv or a movie.

But now I fill that time with the iPad. So my New Years Resolution this year is to put the iPad down more. Get back to spending my time with books, sketchbooks, puzzles and Sam. Basically spending that time more productively.

How I will quantify that as a success or failure I don’t know. But it’s a good resolution I think.

Coming up next I will review my resolutions from last year.

Ikea

And the crazy thing is you walk out of Ikea going…

“Yes!!! I got everything I need.”

And then you get home and look around and go,

“What did I spend that money on. Well the coffee table and new curtains look nice at least.”

It was a good trip, and we spent way more money than I thought we would. Glad this trip only happens once a year. All that money (what little of it there was) that was left over from Christmas just went to Ikea.

Tired

Unsurprisingly I am pretty tired this morning.

Yesterday was the first day of work since December 20th. I still have trouble falling asleep before midnight. If you don’t count twenty minute naps on the couch at 7:45. That was pretty unavoidable. I laid down holding my iPad above me reading the news and woke up twenty minutes later with the iPad on my chest having passed out.

Not that I was upset, but I spent the rest of the night in a haze waiting to sleep, crawled into bed just before 11 and then BAM… wide awake. Or mostly awake. Around one am I feel asleep.

This morning I even got to sleep in some (woke up at 6:30) and was dragging pretty good.

Tomorrow is going to be busy too. Ikea trip with Sam’s parents tomorrow morning and afternoon (and probably evening) and then a Wussy concert in the even. Sunday though…. Sunday I can pass out and sleep forever.

Picturing my Dream

I had a weird dream that I was taking a photography class.  It was bizarre enough that I took a picture of an actor and someone woman (whom I was friends with but can’t picture) and my instructor didn’t like pictures and sent me back to take more.  The initial shot was taken in japanese restaurant, but the man wasn’t available for more shots.

Instead I changed to a fountain in a park.  There a woman (again, no clue who she was, although this time around she kind of reminds me of Tami from college) modeled for me in front of the fountain.  I took many shots, figuring the more the better.  I even kept taking shots when a swim class showed up.

It was a bunch of four and five years olds along with several instructors all swimming in the fountain.  All of a sudden they all got excited and swam towards the middle.  They did a roll call and realized that they were missing two boys.  I then figured out that I had taken pictures of the kidnappers taking the boys.

The police showed up and found a secret passage down the middle of the fountain.  I went over and told them that I had a shot of the kidnapper, but couldn’t pull it up.  The camera that I was using had been used by multiple people in class and had thousands of pictures on it.  I sat there for a long time trying to figure out how to mass delete pictures but the dimming sun kept me from seeing the camera correctly.

It was just bizarre.