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More Of These Please... [Mar. 17th, 2008|02:01 am]
Kelly J. Cooper
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I was talking with Bob at the Picnic earlier and he said something interesting... that I was much more cheerful than my blog might lead one to believe I am.

I thought about that and it's true. Just like you won't hear a ranting maniac when I do customer support, you won't see a mopey and bummed emo-esque thirty-something when I'm in public. Mostly.

Partly it's because when I'm DOING STUFF, I'm not nearly so sad and I don't have time to mope. Partly because when I'm clerking, it's fun to be cheerful and funny and nice to people. I'm really enjoying being nice these days. It's oddly enjoyable. And partly it's that interacting with the world drags my attention away from myself.

Anyway, that got me thinking about the tone of my LJ. Life's been really shitty and exhausting for the past several days, but instead of whinging about it, I'm gonna tell you about two cool things.

1. I went to the New England Spring Flower Show on Saturday and it was absolutely delightful. Even if you don't garden, being around so much living stuff with the wonderful scents, various sorts of greenery, and bright colors is quite uplifting and energizing. This is the last year it'll be at the Bayside Expo Center (it's moving to the new convention center next year). I took lots of pictures and hope to write an article for the Somerville Garden Club newsletter about it.

2. Last night I dreamed that my friend (a generic amalgam friend) and I were sort of lost, moving through the world via doors. We were stuck in this Sliders-type of situation where we would open a door and 'port to another apartment/house/space. Once there, we had to find the door that would let us 'port to the next space.

So we'd wander around the apartment, opening all the doors. Bedroom, bathroom, closet, pantry, entryway, cabinet, etc. - any door we could fit through was fair game.

The people we met were surprisingly nice for suddenly finding intruders in their homes - it helped that we often appeared as if from nowhere and when we opened the "right" door, it was full of a gauzy swirling matrix (y'know, the sort you get with inter- or intra-dimensional travel), that we would jump into and disappear, suckin' the door shut behind us with a huge inhaling-type sound. ZIP! When they reopened the door, it would be back to normal.

The best place we landed in (and the most clear in my recollection) was this huge parking garage that had been converted into a variety of freakishly configured loft-type condominiums somewhere in London. It might have been our London, or a parallel universe London, I'm not really sure.

Anyway, the residents were a random mix of a lot of different people and they were all very friendly and marvelously odd. They helped us to try and find our door, uncovering all sorts of random doors that we might not have otherwise been able to discover on our own, but none of them were our portal door.

Finally, I noticed that the big part of the exit from this dwelling into the larger "garage" had this HUMONGOUS automatic door that hadn't been used since the place was actually a garage. A lot of fiddling and some electronic jiggering by these lovely, brilliant people and they finally got the door to work. They closed it and when it opened again, BAM! there was our portal!

The neat thing about the size of the door was that we could finally see the WHOLE configuration of the gauzy swirling matrix - it was as if we suddenly switched to wide-screen from pan-and-scan and there was all this extra stuff that we could now perceive. We had already started getting the hang of navigating the gauze and it was quite clear that when we went through this door, we'd be able to easily steer our way through the gauze to the demonstration area, where the manuals were kept, and really learn how to work the system.

Moving through the gauzy stuff was like controlled flying, or a managed descent through something that was resistant, but gave way easily. We sort of manipulated its density to create pushing points that allowed us navigate through it, but it was much more cerebral and less tactile than what I'm describing, and also more like swimming than falling.

Anyway, it would've been great and we were on our way toward the demonstration area to get our manual when we had to detour to rescue some schmuck who'd gotten lost. We knew we'd have a huge problem finding the demonstration area again, but we had to save the idiot, and I woke up because I had to pee.

The rest of the night was a plague of nightmares unworthy of mention.

[User Picture]From: candle_light
2008-03-17 03:43 am (UTC)
Hi. Just wanted to say that it was really good to see you tonight. I always wish I'm a little bit more interesting sounding when I talk to you though (I blame the offspring for eating my brains) :-) Hope you get some decent sleep tonight.
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[User Picture]From: kjc
2008-03-17 04:20 am (UTC)
It's always nice to see you! And I think that making and then growing little persons is very interesting, so while you may feel an intellectual deficit, I enjoy hearing about them, and you, and the husband, and family life.
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[User Picture]From: foomf
2008-03-17 03:58 am (UTC)
How frustrating, to be so close to figuring out the way around your universe, and to be distracted by having to pee.

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[User Picture]From: kjc
2008-03-17 04:21 am (UTC)
VERY frustrating. Doubly so to go back to bed and have bad dreams instead of drifting back into that dream.
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[User Picture]From: wonderreader
2008-03-17 05:36 pm (UTC)

dreams, flowers

Don't you just wish there were a dream switch that let you go back into dreams you want to be in? I like that you dream of manuals - hope you find one.

We went to the flowers in the desert on Friday - early rain in CA means flowers in the desert if the rain makes it over the mountains. It did there are - flowers - excellent.
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[User Picture]From: muffyjo
2008-03-17 09:58 pm (UTC)
Flowers are awesome. And the dream sounds pretty amazing as well. I read an interesting article on zdnet today about how they were using virtual reality in Israel to help stroke patients recover faster. The thing that stood out the most was "The virtual experience activates the mirror neurons and induces a therapeutic effect on the brain that reduces pain and increases function. By viewing the movement of the arm without pain, the brain undergoes a corrective learning process." It made me wonder if we could use that kind of technology for things like depression, where we need to re-teach the brain to re-adjust brain chemistry.

I'm not sure I'm making sense.
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