I Dream Of The Ether

Did I tell you about that time? Perhaps you recall (who am I kidding, no you don't, because I haven't told more than, like, one person) how the happiest, most blissfully joyous moment of my adult life was as I woke from a beautiful dream.

Honestly, damn, that was a happy moment.

And, of course, immediately following that was the moment of my life that was almost as sad as the previous moment wasn't, when I realized that it was a dream.
I mean it, damn, that was a sad moment.

Seriously, talk about bittersweet.

I've seen people, few though they are, who experience blissful happiness. I envy them.

I got a taste of it. And short of spending the rest of my life learning lucid dreaming, I am likely to never experience that again. That's all that matters, isn't it? Because hypnotism wouldn't work on me, I think too much. It's true - I got on stage for two hypnotism shows and I was weeded out, nothing to do with stage fright.

What floats my boat, one might wonder - and that's a good question, one that I'm evidently still in the process of figuring out. I'm certainly never going to match Chris Thile, for example - but hey, I can try and do something new ... can't I?

Can't I?

Swing The Statistics

Numbers.

Numbers, numbers, numbers.

Spotting a pattern here. Anyone else see it?

Of course not, stupid question. No one else is looking, they have their own Universes to deal with. Awkward questions aside, I should probably get a grip, yes?

It's been a long time since I visited that minuscule segment of the Sierra in Colorado. Suffice it to say that shooting rifles is cool, but loud as crap. Serious musicians don't like it loud - or at least, not right in their ears. Depends on the music, too, though.

Where does my wavefunction guide me next, I wonder?

#physicsjokethatnobodywillunderstand

I mean, I've already been to Disney World, oh-how-many-years ago, and for all I know I fell in love with a Princess there. What's next? Skydiving? Sign me up - if I've got time. I'm a lucky sonofagun, though, so let's see.

Well, assuming I don't get run over any time soon, I should hopefully be back with some further inspiration. In the meantime, enjoy my search for the right note.

Look Around The Corner

Hey fellas, what's up? Looks like I'm still alive.

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Look around the corner; is she there? Can she sense me?
Don't tell her anything.

Hold on, let me get my big-boy hat.
How do I look? Is my voice clear? Good.

Come on, lets go look at flashy lights for a few hours.