Push the Button, Frank 24 March 1999

9:23 PM: Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm BOOM!!!!!! BOOM!!!!!! rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.........

Oh, sorry, I was just playing President.

I had a dream that I was living in some giant underwater city, and that I and some friend were suffering from some mysterious progressive mental disability. We were getting really stupid, in other words. No one could figure it out. Sure, we'd had that genetic infection, but they'd replaced our bad genes in the normal way, and no one else who'd had that treatment had shown any of these problems. Meanwhile, I was finding things like walking really puzzling. So I wasn't contributing much to the discussion. But finally, someone mentioned that we were the only people in the underwater city so far who'd had the treatment done in the city itself - maybe something in the environment had introduced a change into the results? "Of course!", I said, "it's the new genes! They grew wrong! We were never meant to live under this pressure!"

Then I burst out laughing and woke up because that was such a McFreudian punchline. E'en in sleep, a hack I am.

Whether cause or symptom, I slept in for a long, long time today, only because I felt like either I didn't know how to move, or knew how but just couldn't. It's all nonsense, I'm sure, but these ideas get hold of me deep when I'm groggy and not sure if this is dreamworld or ickyrealworld yet.

Later, I tried to play Diva, but the CD is gone. Then I put in The Best of the Art of Noise and it played the first 30 seconds of the first 3 songs and then died completely. Maybe the CD player just doesn't like change. I'll try leaving the new CDs on top of it for a while first, let them get comfortable.

And so forth. Kind of a not-much day.

Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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