As soon as I talk about the color blue in my dreams, I have one without any blue:

I'm back at college. I walk out of class and discover I don't know where my next class is being held. By the time I figure it out, I realize I don't have my book for that class. I look at my watch and see that I have 7 minutes to walk to my house, pick up the book and get to class. So I hurry to my house. Oddly, at that time period I lived 15 miles from campus, but I walk there any way. I seem to think it's quicker to drive back with the book, so I hop in my car (at the time, a 1974 Malibu Classic - maroon, with white vinyl top and all black interior) and now it gets weird. I'm suddenly on the bypass outside of town, trying to get a break in traffic to cross four lanes. A car is sitting in the turn lane with it's turn signal on but isn't moving when it should go ahead. I finally decide to risk pulling out in front of the car and plan on flipping the guy off or yelling at him. As I pull in front of him, I see that he has been dead for some time, just clothes on bones.

And then I wake up, having to urinate.

See? No blue. Even the sky was cloudy and grey through the whole dream.

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Blue must be my favorite color. I've been seeing a lot of things blue in my dreams lately. Last night it was blue paisley sheets on my bed, a deep, royal blue. When I looked down at the floor, the carpet even had a deep blue paisley texture.

I wonder if it all means something psychologically? Hmm...

According to Dream Moods dot com, the color blue represents: truth, wisdom, heaven, eternity, devotion, tranquility, loyalty and openness. Perhaps I am expressing a desire to get away. It may symbolize my spiritual guide and my optimism of the future.Supposedly I have clarity of mind.

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Keen insight into the Milllennials' world.


Good movie!

Even Cookie Monster is a baseball fan:

Most siblings in the same movie: Caradine (3), Keach (2), Quaid (2) and Guest (2).


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The only old woman who scares me is Steven Tyler.

... to stay inside on such a beautiful summer day.

What did you think I was talking about? Oh, that's right, I forgot the name of the site for a split second.

You know what can make you feel old?

Seeing that your niece, who you held as a baby and let her tug on your beard, it 36 years old today.

Time definitely flies.

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'In My Life' by the Beatles is the song I want played at my funeral. Maybe this nice song can be played as an intro, when people are being seated:


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I live in an apartment. There are nine apartments in my building and two buildings on the property. That's eighteen apartments, all one bedroom. Some are occupied by couples, but mostly single or divorced people. I've lived here for going on 21 years, the longest stretch of living in one place in my life.

I've seen it all from my neighbors: Kind people, reclusive people, mean people, shady people... you name the sort, I've seen them. The kind people and the reclusive people last. All others seem to be here one day and gone the next.

Across the street is an 'L' shaped apartment building, one story. All of the bad types seem to live there. I've seen domestic violence from either drunk or druggie couples. One young woman committed suicide and was not found for a few days. Right now there is an obese man who sits in his doorway and yells at anyone he sees walking by. Today made about the third time the cops have come by and talked to him. Earlier today, I was walking from the front door to my car and he yelled "Hey, sir!" at me. I ignored him. I generally ignore anyone who yells at me that I don't know. I left for a while and when I returned he was berating some hapless soul. It quieted down and then, as I walked out to throw away my trash, I saw the cops talking to him. Again.

All of the loud, obnoxious people across the street disappear soon after they 'act out'. I simply wonder if the landlord is one who lives in another town or doesn't check the references of the people applying for a unit.

I'm getting close to retiring. I plan on moving when I retire. I will definitely research the next place I live.

And if it's quiet, like I want, I sometimes wonder what I'll do for entertainment.

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