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2005 September 20th Tuesday 19:21PT - very simple purposes

On Saturday our ISP (Blarg.net) moved their servers, which interrupted our connectivity and left us without e-mail, homepage hosting, FTP access, and other features. After our connection was restored we continued to experience little issues for a while; outgoing e-mail was inoperative, and browser behaviors seemed inconsistent. Meanwhile, Tony offered to treat us to some take-out dinner, so he drove us to the other side of the WWU campus to Oishii Japanese restaurant. We brought home teriyaki chicken with rice and cabbages; steamed gyoza dumplings; a variety of sushi including tuna rolls, salmon rolls, and vegetable rolls; and futomaki rolls with crab, vegetables, avocado and minced teriyaki bits. I filled up quickly, so the leftover half of my meal went in the refrigerator. After dinner we found that our computer services had fully returned to normal.

We watched our videotape of several programs including a short documentary, McLibel, which had aired on the CBC, and several episodes of The Daily Show with Jon Stewart. Saturday night i was able to see the ski areas in British Columbia for the first time in over a week, so i suspected that the fire in Burns Bog must have been basically under control because there was no longer any visible smoke. I played some 3Faan+ MahJong in the Lion's Lair and enjoyed a little time with my online gaming buddies.

We slept until 13:14PDT Sunday afternoon. I had a dream in which my stepfather is speaking to me on the telephone while i am at the supermarket, and he wants a variety of foods for his birthday, including quiche. I must purchase some eggs and a pie-crust because i think i'm going to bake a quiche in the next hour or so. Then i'm in a different scene, taking a test for some class at school; there are questions about geography, history, and public affairs. I got up and brewed a pot of coffee flavored with vanilla, then added Pasano's chocolate mint syrup to my mug. My friend Kenny telephoned from Massachusetts and we had a friendly chat. He was out walking his dog, and he seems to get much better cell-phone reception outside of his apartment; apparently this is a very common issue, as my parents and other friends have all made similar remarks about their issues with signal drop-off. I saw a headline today which mentioned there are now over two billion cell-phone users; as that number increases, i will probably eventually be in the minority because i have no desire to own one.

We had pizza from Papa Murphy's for dinner, stuffing ourselves with their "gourmet vegetarian" and "Hawaiian" pies. We watched The Simpsons, Family Guy, and American Dad, which were hilarious. I was asleep some time after 1am and stayed in bed until after 11am. My mother called again, this time to tell me that a distant cousin had died of some drug-related circumstances, apparently after a number of years of difficulties in and out of rehabilitation clinics and/or prison. I expressed my condolences, then listened to some of her usual day-to-day angst, reminding myself how glad i was to be distant from her. It's only possible for me to be civilized and friendly in a rudimentary fashion as long as we are out of each other's personal space. I need to be over three thousand miles away from her community in order to be comfortable in mine. That's just how things seem to work.

Monday evening we had leftover pizza; the Marinol continued to give me munchies for a long time, so i made bagel sandwiches with turkey, tomato and zucchini. I went to bed sort of early and slept for almost eleven hours Tuesday morning. In some bits of my dreams i'm back in school and there is some kind of choral concert, people are singing. Then i'm in a different scene where people are waiting in line at the shopping mall to see Santa Claus. There is a man in a wheelchair and he is donning the costume, putting on the red hat with white ruffles, and there are two long lines of shoppers with their children who wish to take a turn on his lap.

After i woke up and made coffee it was time to telephone Rite-Aid and verify that my five refills were ready. After washing up and getting dressed in my Jesus Loves Dick T-shirt, i borrowed Tony's truck and went to the pharmacy. On the way there, a deer ran across the road in front of me as i was passing the Scientology building at the end of our street. This deer crossed five lanes of traffic while there were fortunately very few vehicles nearby; then it disappeared down the hill along the bike path next to the Longshoremen's Union Hall. I speculated that perhaps it had wandered from Happy Valley through the Arboretum at Western Washington University, then became confused when it arrived at our neighborhood on South Hill. Hopefully it could follow the train tracks near the bike path until it found some place in Fairhaven to escape from the city streets again.

When i came home i sorted out all my pills into my weekly container, then listened to sweet music from EpiphanyRadio. At 4:20 when i was stimulated with more THC, i telephoned Xing's Panda Palace and ordered dinner. When i went down to the truck, it didn't start on the first try; this was rather strange, as i'd never had a problem with the truck in all the years i'd been driving it. On the second attempt it eventually started; i drove to the restaurant with no problem, and then it started fine on the first attempt after i picked up our food. I brought our dinner home and we feasted on a variety of vegetables, tofu, fried chicken, pork with black bean sauce, and jumbo prawns, all served on rice with rich red and brown sauces.

At sunset some fishing boats pulled up to the international pier, and barges of fill were pulled to and fro by small tugboats in the shipping channel. The path of the sun was now oriented across the Georgia Strait to the mountains of Vancouver Island, halfway between its northernmost summertime position beyond Ferndale and its southernmost wintertime disappearance in the San Juan Islands. This was the penultimate sunset of the summer. I listened to the Dream Factory stream on HBR1.com, and while i was online i noticed that Apple had increased the allocation on my Dot-Mac account to a full gigabyte, and had more than tripled the allowable bandwidth per month. I was pleased at these improvements; of course, i doubt that my webpages receive very much traffic anyway, and i have less than one hundred megabytes of graphics and HTML in my homepage subdirectories. But it's nice to feel like there are plenty of resources available for my very simple purposes. I don't even really have many particular purposes for these webpages-- i just like to express my thoughts.



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