Worm Greetings This Holiday Season!

No worm dreams last night, but yet another non-worm dream. This one had us travelling to the Library of Vermont so trixie could find some book explaining the paintings of a particular french artist via a museum-dwelling mouse. Approaching the library, we overlooked a wide and inviting stretch of river with waist-deep golden water and smooth stones forming the bed. There were two overweight boys splashing around and one of them appeared to be holding his huge scrotum up to his belly with both hands. It was startling.
Inside the library we suprised an amorous librarian couple, though we really tried not to notice them. We managed to find the "books with animals as main characters" section, clearly kept by a woman who bore a resemblence to a large, fat kittycat. I did find one of the books in the musem-mouse series but not the one Trix was looking for. There were far more books about cats than about mice.

Later, I was at home just lazing about. I was wearing red plaid boxers and my orange newbalance shirt. My mother and grandmother were there, and asked me if I didn't want to come along to lunch. My cousin had been married the day before and was inviting the extended family out to lunch at a "crappy family restaurant," as my mom put it. I thought I'd better go since, standing around in my boxers, I clearly had nothing better to do. I was getting dressed and decided to use the bathroom. Iggy came in and was distracting me and making it hard to finish. Before I knew it, we were wrestling in the tub and there was a busted-open small duffel bag full of dog-bones which were getting wet in the shower and sending red and brown stained water dripping all over the place, floating away little bits of dog-bone. I was puzzled by the bag of treats, especially since I didn't know of it's existence. How, also did the water get turned on? I thought "what the hell is going on in here? " My grandma and mom were totally getting impatient and about to leave.

A Welcome addition

Who knows why, but I've had interesting dreams the past two days. Semi lucid, I suppose. In the first one, a hurricane visited (current events, anyone?) but we discovered that it was cover for an alien ship extracting rare minerals. For example, in our shelter there was a small open skylight. On a counter were a few homemade ceramic mugs. One, especially, had a crusty blue glaze with "rare" minerals in it. A teeeny tiny little whirlwind came down through the skylight and gently took the cup up into the eye of the hurricane. Then another one came for the less mineral-rich cups.

In today's dream, I was performing some very general hygiene in preparation for some sort of expedition. Specifially, we were removing our worms. I thought "I don't have any worms." But lo and behold, right there on my stomach was a lump looking like two fingers (albeit fingers with foreskins!!!) One of them just came off with no problem like it was attached with velcro. The other one required me to pinch off a little of my belly skin to get it off. I told the doctor present about the second one and he suggested that we be more thorough and see if I'd really gotten it all the way off.
He poked a chopstick into the hole created in my skin where I'd pinched off the second worm. (This didn't hurt for some reason) Raking around, he managed to highlight a long thin "tail" as a raised path beneath my skin. he pulled on the protruding bit and raked around again. This process continued, exposing the worm-tail in a winding path that went around my midsection once, up my armpit, around my shoulder, across my back, and down onto my belly again, where he was finally able to yank out the end. This end looked much more disgusting, like a stiff, pale-pink worm about the size of an index finger but with a gaping wreath-shaped mouth on one end which allowed one to see inside it.
I thought: "good thing I checked!"

Last night

A good talk, yes. The real highlight of the evening was sitting at a table of 10 where about 8 or 9 of the people follow politics and are able to argue cogently about current events. It made me feel ashamed to not be on top of it all, to not have viewpoints and arguments to back them up. I wonder if I would be if I had a TV? or read the paper? Aren't I distracted enough already?
Being treated to dinner (cheeseburger club) was also nice. The beer list at Eli Cannon's is ample -- and on chalkboards all a-scatter'd.

Leonard Nimoy Anagrams

Idly near moon
space. on topic.
On my alien rod
alien. on topic.
I'm darn looney!
yes. quite
An irony model
possibly
I'm only a drone
cheer up, leonard!

All these are slightly amusing. The deep truth about leonard nimoy
is revealed through this final anagram:
Dynamo in role.

Seminar, Seminaren't.

I am going to the seminar of logic tonight. The speaker is the author of a book which I OWN and have READ (parts of.) We're all having dinner afterwards. This is one of the more anticipated events on the seminar schedule for me.
When I said I was looking forward to a talk from a "celebrity", my advisor suggested that I might ask him to sign my book. I said I'd be a bit embarrassed to do that. He said he wasn't going to get his copy signed.
I can tell you're all very excited.

Green Tongue

I just tried a bright green soda called "tarhun". The label is in the cyrillic alphabet. It is apparently tarragon-flavored. Yummy!!!

Zoinks, Scoob!

I got in about an hour ago from a trip to our subaru mechanic. That's because we bought a subaru and it was making a really annoying noise. I went for a ride with the mechanic and he heard the sound. Then someone else found the problem within minutes of putting the car up on the lift. Oddly enough, it happened to be a problem that I DID read about on forums -- one of several possibilities. Its not anything I would have seen without the car being elevated. Then he reset the computer to see if our check engine light would come back on. It apparently was set off by our torque converter magnetic pickup ... ok. Well, the light came back on after I got some gas, and when I got home the car wouldnt start.
Not to fear.
I managed to figure out why the car wouldnt start -- the gear selector is a little fussy and if it doesnt click just right, you can't change gear or start the car. So it just needs to be pushed all the way forward in park. Then, after I managed to start 'er up, I noted that the engine light didn't stay on. Yay.

Now I need to figure out dinner.

Holy Shnikees

I can see blue sky... and its kinda sunny out!
This morning I checked out the "stream" across the street, which is now about 50 feet wide due to flooding. A farm down the street is totally underwater and you can see the tops of some boxy t hings which I think were beehives.

A poor investment.

I just "watched" Loaded. Watched is between quotation marks because I soon let the FFW button do most of the watching and actually paid full attention only once in a while.
I can't say honestly what the second two-thirds are all about, but the moral of the story MIGHT be that if you take acid and play chicken, subsequently running over a friend and burying him in leaves in an unfamiliar forest at night while still tripping, you will feel a loss of innocence the next morning.
All in all, I would rather have watched Zardoz. Again.
TABERNACLE!

Confession

I finished the tom kha gai.

Simultaneous Victories

This wins the cute and delicious contest. (pending actual preparation)

I feel like we'd be unstoppable once we get off our butts and go buy some galangal.

Welp,

no apples were baked. But I did make some seitan! I dislike those shirts which pronounce: {praise | worship} seitan. It reminds me of a tiny tiny plant tendril straining for the light. Got Clever?
I someday might want to make it the hard way, but for now I am perfectly happy to juse gluten flour and live in a futuristic world of chrome convenience.
Did you like the way I wrote "juse" for "just use"? It was an unintentional abbrev. You like it.
I'm afraid I blew some minds today by introducing sigma summation notation.
I was suprised at the end of class today. One of my students who doesn't seem to finish anything and gets what look like failing grades on quizzes etc, had a very good insight about what I was doing. He'd figured out something. I'm sure almost everyone could, with prompting, make the same conclusion. In a sense, I'm more pleased that he was staying awake and thinking.

Toys for Tater Tots

We need to get iggy some toys. He was home alone and so bored that he chewed the zipper off of my sleeping bag. Not really a full-scale ruination, since I don't use it anymore and it still functions 100% as a blanket.
We had a blast last night dropping into the social world. We were both happy to see everyone we did and sad to have to go back so soon. The crime is not to be missed, however.
I woke up, did some laundry, and watched "The man who would be king" which is a kipling story. Who could pass up a movie with connery&caine costarring?
I am failing to help trixie through her dilemma of whether or not to go to her last day at the job she's working. It sounds like they'll do fine without her, and she thinks they are cheating her out of money to begin with.
We gots apples galore and apple recipes afew. I feel like I should bake or cook today. I also feel like I should maybe write exam problems or try reading some math if we dont have mad escapades.